Rebirth Space Farming

Chapter 178
The moon was at the top of the treetops, and in the field one kilometer away from Yanqing Farm, there were a few "little voles" sneaking around.

Xiaoxian stood on the ridge of the field looking out, looking around, Xuerou held a flashlight in her right hand, and covered the light of the flashlight with her left hand, Yiyi looked the most ridiculous.She was carrying a stack of straw on her shoulders, dragged another in her hand, and had some straw stars on her hair. She looked like a little hen rolling around in the field and getting up.

"Hurry up, both of you." Zeng Xuerou was even more nervous than being hit by a traffic policeman while driving. The flashlight in his hand went up and down, shining on the abandoned rice fields from time to time.

"Don't take random photos, you can see it from afar. I said why you don't even have the most basic common sense concept of being a thief. You are still a good student. A thief has to look like a thief. I did it for Let everyone eat well, that's why it's so hard," Zhang Yiyi was younger than Zeng Xuerou, and when she had a rare opportunity to preach, she hurriedly took the opportunity to complain.

"It's not that I put a knife around your neck to ask you to steal haystacks. It's not that you want to eat roasted sweet potatoes, which must be roasted with dry straw. Xiaoxian and I are too lazy to accompany you." Roasted sweet potatoes are also techniques To live, in the absence of an oven, the most original way is to find haystacks and throw them into the fire to roast.

But the problem lies in the haystacks. It is just after the spring plowing, and the haystacks in the general field have been burned to ashes to fertilize the fields. Where can I find the remaining haystacks to roast sweet potatoes.

As a result, the roasted sweet potato trio had to turn on the lights, watch the wind, and steal the haystacks. After dividing the work, they finally found several large haystacks that had been piled up in the field near the dairy farm.

"Shut up, there's someone ahead," Zeng Xuerou was in a hurry, and the light beam of the flashlight aimed at Zhang Yiyi's face.

Zhang Yiyi was so frightened that she quickly dropped the haystack in her hand, squatted down, and said loudly: "The shoelaces are untied, I'm sending them."

After a while, the figure in front of me swayed past. Hearing the voice, it was the old janitor at the dairy farm who was drunk.

"Quick," the place where the haystacks were stolen is quite close to the dairy farm. The hay here is likely to be used as temporary fodder.

"There's no one there, and I'm still sending shoelaces," Zeng Xuerou found out that after being together with Zhang Yiyi for a long time, her own bad tastes have become more and more serious. Before, she would never have thought that she would run to to steal haystacks from the field.

After such a joint just now, the straw dragged from the haystack was scattered, and Zhang Yiyi didn't know how to tie straw stacks. At this time, it was Xiaoxian's farm work skills in Ge Village that came in handy.

After grabbing straws on the ground, Xiao Xian braided a three-strand hemp rope. After a while, he twisted out a hemp rope, and then caged the scattered straws together so that they were tightly tied and easy to carry. .

"Hey, it's already April, why is the grass in this area still lifeless?" Xiaoxian squatted down to pick up the straw, and caught a glimpse of the weeds in the field. The scorched leaves seemed to have been burned, and he pulled them with his hand. The leaves are easily torn off.

"Don't be late, it's my stomach's turn to say 'Hey', hurry up, we're still waiting for dinner," Zhuo Feng and his wife heard that Zhang Yiyi wanted to eat roasted sweet potatoes, and they agreed wholeheartedly. It's just that when guests come to the door, it's impossible to eat sweet potatoes alone. They say that after the meal, they will bake sweet potatoes, which can be regarded as dessert after dinner.

Zhang Yiyi dragged the straw, Zeng Xuerou pulled Xiao Xian, and hurriedly fled the "crime scene".

The dinner that day was very enjoyable, because the guests came suddenly, and Zhuo Feng and his wife did not prepare well. Is there any convenient place like a vegetable market nearby, so they can only use ready-made materials.

A pot of spicy stir-fried river snails, which Fengxing found when he went to dig a canal to divert water from a nearby river.When Fengxing lived in Shandong as a child, he often touched river snails in the river in his hometown.

After going to BJ to study and work, the food only available in stalls like He Luo has almost disappeared from the dining table.The river in Yanqing is not like the river in the urban area. The water is very clear. On sunny days, not only are there clouds in the sky, but clouds are also reflected on the translucent water.

Feng Xing said that when he ate the delicacy of river snails when he was a child, Zhuo Feng also became interested, found an empty washbasin, walked down the river, along the embankment shaded by aquatic plants, pointed at the location, and stretched his hand towards it. Feel in the crevices of stones and on reed poles, and you will find a handful of river snails.

After taking it home, Fengxing said that Xiaoxian was coming back, so he didn't rush to cook it, and put a few drops of vegetable oil in the basin. After one night, he vomited up the dirty stuff in the snail's stomach, and then cut it off. After the snail tail was fried, it was fried in a wok with spicy peppers. Even Zeng Xuerou, who seldom eats river seafood, ignored the elegance, dropped his chopsticks, and grabbed Xiaoxian and the others with his hands.

"Auntie, what is this?" What Xiaoxian picked up was a green glutinous rice dumpling. Northerners like to eat pasta, but such a small glutinous rice dumpling is rare. A grapefruit leaf.

"I know, my grandma made it for me. It's called Qingming dumplings. Speaking of which, it's almost Qingming." There are two flavors of Qingming dumplings on the table. Pork, shiitake mushrooms, green onions and dried tofu.

The other is sweet, with ground sesame seeds, peanuts and a few pieces of fat. Once you bite into it, the hot sesame juice will flow all over your mouth.

The round cut pomelo leaves held on the bottom can not only give the Qingming dumpling a little more fragrance of pomelo leaves, but also make it easy to eat after steaming, which can kill two birds with one stone.

"Xuerou is also from Jiangsu and Zhejiang?" Zhuo Feng was pleasantly surprised. This Qingming dumpling is a traditional snack in Wenzhou, Zhejiang. Made of rice flour, it is usually used to worship ancestors during the Qingming Festival.

Zhuo Feng also found some weeds and cotton vegetables when clearing the weeds in the farm. He remembered the Qingming Festival when he was at home when he was a child, so he made such a Qingming cake. This is the only dessert Zhuo Feng dared to challenge Fengxing. .

Two dishes, enough to make the three female students who are tired of eating in the school cafeteria full of praise.

After eating, even Zhang Yiyi, who has always had a good appetite, kept yelling that she couldn't eat anymore, but the nights in the country were long, and she had to digest when she was full, so Zhang Yiyi urged Xiaoxian to continue their plan of roasting sweet potatoes.

Xiaoxian took a hoe and dug a hole in the open space of the farm, and spread the stolen straw dry material into the hole with a thick layer, Zhang Yiyi put the washed sweet potatoes on it, and then Spread a layer of dry straw and light the fire.

When the flames lit up, Xiaoxian recalled that the last time he roasted sweet potatoes was in a certain piece of fairyland in Yunteng Gate. The potato was cooked, but it also burned more than half of Master Yunqing's fairyland. penalty.

"What are you thinking, don't just stare at the firelight, Xiaoxian, I think your aunt is a little unhappy tonight, it's not that we didn't say hello and made her unhappy, right?" Forget about the shape, looking back, still pay attention to the expressions and behaviors of the people and things around.

Xiao Xian hurriedly said no, and looked at Zhuo Feng who was washing silently in the kitchen, and felt that something was really wrong.

According to my aunt's temperament, when I saw the firelight roasting sweet potatoes, I didn't come out together to have fun.

"Xiaoxian, why do the sweet potatoes in your field grow so small?" Zhang Yiyi lived on the farm for the first time, and it was rare to have the opportunity to walk around like this, and she didn't touch here and there, no, taking advantage of it Without paying attention, Xiaoxian and the others uprooted a sweet potato seedling from the field.

"Zhang Yiyi, I suspect you have ADHD, why did you pull out the crops that others have planted," Xuerou taught, if it wasn't dark enough, Zhang Yiyi swore that she would see a green face.

"It's okay, there are many sweet potato seedlings in the farm, and these things grow very well," Xiaoxian comforted, and glanced at the sweet potatoes casually, but he couldn't bear to look at them.

The sweet potato seedlings have lost their leaves, either lack of water, or dried out, or their heads are drooping.

Zhuo Feng washed the dishes inside, wiped his hands, and walked out.

The sweet potatoes were still roasting in the straw pile, and the three of Xiaoxian stood in a corner of the yard, seeming to be discussing something.

"Don't stand in the yard, it's already April, and there are many mosquitoes in the suburbs, hurry up and go inside, I will make the beds for you," Zhuo Feng urged, and let the three of them enter the house.

"Auntie, you and your uncle cut the grass in the farm, right?" Xiao Xian remembered that when Zhuo Feng used to buy vegetables, he liked to pick green and pesticide-free products, but why were the sweet potato seedlings in the farm sprayed with pesticides.

"It was all removed by your uncle and I together, so don't worry about things in the farm," Zhuo Feng peeked at the sweet potato field not far away, and sighed secretly.

"Oh," Xiaoxian hid the sweet potato seedling in his hand, and accompanied Zhang Yiyi and Zeng Xuerou into the house.

When Bai Juyi was repairing the house in the farm, he specially repaired the big kang in the north. When Fengxing asked someone to rebuild it, the mud master said that the kang was well repaired, and it would be a pity to tear it down, so he suggested that Fengxing keep it.

This reservation came in handy tonight.

It is April now, and the weather is not cold but slightly cool. There are three people lying on a big kang, which is not crowded, and it is quite spacious and warm.

Zeng Xuerou had never slept in such a big kang, and Zhang Yiyi was even more curious, changing positions several times, the three of them talked and chatted, and did not fall asleep until midnight.

In the dead of night, a rain suddenly fell from the sky. Upon closer inspection, the scale of the rain was a bit strange, only covering an area of ​​more than ten mu of land. Shuttle in the clouds.

At that time, Xi Lijuan, who had been waiting by the phone for several days, received a call from her son Zhou Ziang, "Ziang, you scared my mother to death. Why haven't I called for several days."

"Mom, I'm going back to China, don't worry too much," Zhou Ziang hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

"Ang, why didn't you tell auntie that I will go back with you," Aisha stood beside Zhou Ziang, pouted dissatisfiedly.

"No need, we are just an ordinary partnership right now, that's all," Zhou Ziang said without further ado, and entered the security checkpoint of the airport.

(End of this chapter)