Winter is not only the season for making cured goods, but also the day when families in Yuhu Village begin to make jar dishes, because there are few vegetables in winter, so jar dishes are also a must-have dish for every meal on everyone's table.

Now is the season to harvest vegetables in the field, Song Jingzhi and Song's father took advantage of the fact that it was not snowing yet to pick all the vegetables.

The radish is cut into slices and then cut into strips without cutting off, hung in the yard, and after drying, it is put in a jar with the chopped peppers made in autumn to become a chili radish.

The snow cabbage is made into sauerkraut, like the peppers harvested in this season, which are called pulling tree peppers in Hunan Province, which means the last batch of peppers produced by the pepper tree, and such peppers are the spiciest.

Song's mother will leave some stir-fried vegetables to eat, and the rest will be made into buchi peppers or dried chili pepper skins, which will be ground into chili noodles for seasoning.

When the village organized to enter the mountain, it was already the sixteenth day of the lunar month, and there were sixteen people in the mountain plus one of Song Jing.

In principle, each family has a strong laborer, but some families are worried that there are fierce beasts in the mountains and do not want to let the prime of their families go up the mountain.

Song Jianguo didn't want to force it, he just said that the game that came could only be shared by the people in the mountains, so that the people who didn't have a labor force would not be hot when the time came.

Song Jing was fully prepared before going up the mountain, and took a sturdy rope and tools in Tang Xiaoxiao's space, as well as an extremely sharp dagger.

This time, it was not only Song Jianguo's lobby brother who went up the mountain together, but also He Wu.

After Song Jing went up the mountain, Song's mother and Tang Xiaoxiao took the children to make clothes at home, and Song's father took on the work of cooking.

Song's mother made the red cotton jacket worn by the children during the New Year, and the red cotton jacket was also embroidered with patterns, Pingping embroidered a little tiger, and An An embroidered a little rabbit.

The cute little animal is vivid and very beautiful.

"Mother, your embroidery is so beautiful." Tang Xiaoxiao picked up the padded jacket and couldn't put it down.

"If you want to learn, my mother can teach you." Mother Song looked at her daughter-in-law with a smile.

"Mother~ Wouldn't it be nice to have you? I don't have to learn. She put her arm around Song's mother, she really couldn't do this fine work, and being able to use a sewing machine to make clothes and sew a few dolls for children was already her limit.

"I know, if you don't want to learn, don't learn, don't shake." Mother Song couldn't cry or laugh, and the needle was almost punctured.

At this time, Song's father came back from carrying a dead tree from the mountain, and he was still carrying some dead leaves in the basket.

"Mother-in-law, there are good things." Father Song shouted into the house.

After coming back, the children all slept with the old couple, so this Tang Xiaoxiao was in the old couple's house.

She and Song's mother came out in response, and Song's father had already taken the basket to the kitchen.

When the two of them entered the kitchen, he took out the dead leaves from the back basket, and there were two pheasants hidden in it.

"You just picked this up from the mountains?" Mother Song asked in surprise.

"Well, they were all picked up just now." Father Song nodded.

He would not go deep into the mountains to cut firewood, but only look for dead trees on the periphery, and rarely encountered pheasants and wild eggs.

"It is estimated that Jingzhi and them entered the mountain, alarmed the pheasants, and panicked to the periphery to lay eggs, which happened to be encountered by me." Father Song said with a smile.

"Wild eggs are good, quickly bake two for Xiaoxiao, and then steam two for the children to eat." Song Mu said with a smile.

"Are we going to deal with this pheasant in the backyard?" Tang Xiaoxiao asked, at this time, it was said that the things in the mountains were collective, and if they were discovered, it would inevitably be good to talk about them.

"Xiaoxiao is right, you take the pheasant to the backyard first, and I'll get the eggs." Mother Song said to Father Song.

"Okay." Father Song nodded, and took the pheasant to the backyard with a basket.

The temperature is getting lower and lower, before going to bed, Song's mother put three hot water bottles in the quilt for Tang Xiaoxiao, and she baked the quilt on her body warmly, but she was still awakened by freezing in the middle of the night.

Looking out the window, it turned out to be snowing.

Tang Xiaoxiao began to think about Song Jingzhi on the mountain, and he didn't know where they had arrived and when they would come down the mountain.

At this time, Mother Song knocked on the door, and although she felt strange, she still got up to open the door.

"Your father saw that it was snowing outside, and he was afraid that you would be cold, so he lit a fire for you."

Mother Song entered the house with the brazier, and went back to get a hot water bottle, "Change the water in the hot water bottle, it's still early, sleep for a while." ”

"I know, mother, I'll just change it myself, and you can go back to sleep quickly." Tang Xiaoxiao urged her mother-in-law to go back to the house.

Looking at the back of her mother-in-law leaving, I couldn't help but sigh, what kind of fairy in-laws is this, I fell asleep at night, and I was afraid that my daughter-in-law would freeze.

When she got up the next day, the two children were sitting in a cage and watching the snow outside, which was very happy, and this was the first time the children had seen the snow.

Mother Song dressed them very thickly, so wrapped that they couldn't even see their little hands, and only watched their chubby arms waving.

"It's so much fun." Tang Xiaoxiao squatted in front of the children.

"Ahhh~" An An pointed out and said to her in baby language that she didn't understand.

It's like saying to my mother: Mom, look, it's snowing.

Father Song saw that the children liked snow so much, so he put on the gloves made for him by Song's mother and built a snowman for the children in the ping.

Although this snowman does not look very beautiful, it is just two lumps of two snowballs that are not smooth at all, but it does not hinder the children's joy.

Watching Grandpa walk around in the snow, the children were crying happily in the cage, as if they wanted to play in the snow with Grandpa.

At this time, Song's mother brought a few roasted sweet potatoes and baked eggs and handed them to Tang Xiaoxiao, which was the family's breakfast.

Mother Song held a small spoon and fed the child in small bites, and the sweet and glutinous sweet potato was also the child's favorite.

"You're a snowman? It's really no different from a snowdrift. Mother Song began to complain.

In this family, the two children can't speak, and of course Tang Xiaoxiao won't complain about his father-in-law, so only Song's mother is left complaining.

"Why don't you come?" Father Song looked at his mother-in-law, and the snowman he had worked so hard to build was actually complained about, so he was naturally not convinced.

"I'll come, I'll come." As soon as Song's mother finished feeding the child, she stepped forward to take the shovel from Song's father's hand.

Twenty minutes later, Song Mu looked at the snowman in front of her proudly.

"What's the difference between you and mine?" Father Song was unconvinced.

Tang Xiaoxiao looked at it, there was no difference, it was a little younger than Song's father.

"Xiaoxiao, you say, your father is better or mine."

"......" she looked at her in-laws, this is a proposition.

"It's all good-looking, the snowman that my father built is tall and mighty, and my mother is gentle and lovely, hehe, they are all very powerful." She smiled and gave her thumbs up.

"You see this kid is really good at talking, and no one can be offended." Song Mu said with a smile.

"If she just praises me, you can't steal tears?" Father Song looked at Mother Song, and then looked at the snowman and shook his head, he really didn't think that Mother Song's snowman was better looking than his own.

"Mother, the child seems to be stinking." Tang Xiaoxiao spoke out at the right time and interrupted the dispute between the old couple.