Farmhouse Pastoral Notes

Chapter 278
"No, no, old man, quickly take the hoe to the miscellaneous room. I'll go to the kitchen to see Qiu'er..." Before Yang Li finished speaking, he threw the hoe on his shoulder aside, and then hurried to the kitchen , that look like I was afraid that the kitchen would explode if I went too late.

Yang Weibo looked at Yang Li's back in a hurry with an aggrieved face, muttering in his heart that his mother was just worrying.

Old man Yang, who was following Yang Lishi, was also very helpless. He picked up the hoe beside him and whispered "dead old woman" before quietly going to the miscellaneous room.

Chunqiu was still a little confused when he saw his grandma running in, obviously he didn't know that the other party was so anxious because he was worried that she would be troubled.

"Grandma, it's just in time for you to come back. I have stewed this chicken for more than an hour, and the meat is so rotten. It's time to eat it."

"Hey, Grandma's good granddaughter is capable"

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I ate a meal of chicken as I wished, and the taste of Chunqiu's lips and mouth remained fragrant until I couldn't eat anymore.

Feeling that the chicken is delicious, Chunqiu went to the yard with his stomach on his stomach, walked around the pear tree twice to digest food, and Chunqiu just went back to the house to sleep.

In ancient times, there were no entertainment activities at night. When she was in Linfang, Chunqiu was in a room by herself. Sometimes she couldn't fall asleep, so she would pick up books and read them a few times. Now that she returned to Yangjia Village, she didn't bring any books and paintings. In between, she really didn't know what to do except sleep.

I planned to borrow a book to read, but the uncle's family was not at home, and the plan went bankrupt.

After entering the room, Chunqiu turned around and locked the door. In the dark room, only an oil lamp was lit, and the light was weak. Mrs. Yang and Li were sitting on the edge of the kang, squinting their eyes, sewing the old man's torn clothes.

Hearing the sound from the door, Mrs. Yang and Li kept her hands sewing clothes motionless, turned her head and said, "Good granddaughter, you are back." After saying this, Mrs. Yang and Li lowered her head and got busy again.

Chunqiu responded with an "um" and took off his shoes and got on the kang. Chunqiu knelt down beside Mrs. Yang and Li, deliberately avoiding the lighting range of the oil lamp, "Grandma, I want to go up the mountain tomorrow."

"Well, let's go." Mrs. Yang and Li didn't look up, and what Chunqiu said was not a big deal, anyway, there was nothing dangerous about going to the back mountain.

Surrounded by Mrs. Yang and Li, Chunqiu dozed off for a while, while Mrs. Yang and Li sewed clothes, while talking about Chunqiu's words, and from time to time, he would talk to Chunqiu about the Yang family village. The eldest son and the youngest son of the old Zhang’s family separated, the old Yang’s family in the village had a new son, and the old Li’s family in the south lost a few chickens and so on.

The two of them talked until very late before falling asleep.

Early the next morning, Mrs. Li and Mrs. Yang went to the paddy field to oversee the work, while her father, Yang Weibo, went hunting in Montenegro alone.

Chunqiu got up in the morning and had breakfast, changed into a neat outfit again, picked up the basket on the side, closed the gate and went up the back mountain.

The road at the entrance of the village has undergone major repairs in the past two years. The obvious potholes on the road surface have been filled in. They said hello to the villagers they knew acquaintancely, and the villagers of Yangjia Village were not surprised when Chunqiu came back, after all, even if Chunqiu was at home, they would not see each other often.

"Aunt Zhang, do you want to weed?"

"Yeah, whoops, it's Qiu'er girl, she's grown so big"

"Uncle Li, are you going to herd cattle?"

"Yeah, this cow has to move around more to grow fat"

After saying hello all the way, Chunqiu didn't give up until he left Yangjia Village, and went straight to the back mountain along the side path. Chunqiu planned to pick some mushrooms and go back today.

Because of farming, Chunqiu didn’t meet anyone after going up the mountain. There were some long and dense weeds under his feet. Chunqiu held the wooden stick he picked up when he came in, and knocked as he walked. In this season, some snakes also hibernate. At the end, Chunqiu can only "startle the snake".

After entering the mountain, Chunqiu is not limited to rushing on the road. The pine forest in front of him makes Chunqiu a little bit excited. Chunqiu immediately bends over and carefully searches for delicious mushrooms along the pine needle layer under the pine tree.

Mushrooms grow quickly after the rain, but it hasn’t rained in Yangjia Village for the past few days, so even though there are many pine trees in front of me, I didn’t find many from the beginning to the end in Chunqiu. The size of a little finger, "Well, these mushrooms can only be fried in mushroom sauce." Chunqiu glanced at the mushrooms in the basket, and decided on their final destination.

After a busy morning, when Chunqiu went down the mountain, the basket had been filled with fungus and fungus. After staying on the mountain for a whole morning, without a drop of water, Chunqiu felt dry mouth, especially his throat, which seemed to be smoking Yes, those who went down the mountain hurried to the stream and drank a few mouthfuls of sweet and delicious stream water to relieve themselves, then wiped their cheeks and neck with a soaked handkerchief, Chunqiu put on the basket again and went down the mountain.

"Hua'er, go and feed our leftovers to the chickens. It's been two days, it's already rotten..."

Before Chunqiu entered the door, he heard her uncle's iconic voice.

Eh?Chunqiu paused when he was about to push the door, didn't Grandma say that the uncle and his family would be back in two days?Why did you come back so quickly.

Of course, Chunqiu's dullness was only for a moment, and after he realized it, he still pushed the door open, and Chunqiu squeezed in through the crack.

Chunhua was the only one left in the yard who was holding the rice bowl to feed the chickens. Chunqiu took two steps towards the fence post on the other side of the big house, and whispered to Chunhua twice, "Second Sister, Second Sister"

Chunhua raised her head, put the rice bowl in her hand with an "eh", and hurried to Chunqiu's side, "Eh? Third sister, you're back?" Chunhua's tone was excited, and her voice raised several degrees.

Chunqiu was just about to answer with a smile when she heard her aunt yelling again in the room, "What's back? Hua'er, what are you shouting about? Don't be lazy, hurry up and feed the chickens."

Chunhua turned her head and said, "Mom, the chickens are finished feeding, and I didn't shout, it's the third sister who came back."

After Chunhua finished speaking, there was no movement in the room. Chunhua turned her head back again, fixedly looked at Chunqiu in front of her for a while, and said in a hesitant tone, "Sister, what is in your basket? Is it for food?" ?” After saying this, Chunhua kept peeking into the basket.

After Chunqiu heard this, he was amused, looked down at the basket on his arm, Chunqiu reached out and removed the leaves covering it, revealing the black fungus inside, "Here, it's fungus, second sister, do you want to eat it? "

"Want to eat, want to eat" Chunhua stared straight at the fungus in her basket, if it wasn't for the many problems with raw fungus, Chunqiu would have wanted to give Chunhua a try.

"Okay, Second Sister, when you have dinner at night, you come to Grandma's house, and I'll make fried fungus for you." Looking around, Chunqiu whispered in Chunhua's ear.

(End of this chapter)