Farmhouse Pastoral Notes

Chapter 95 October, Persimmon

After the busy farming season, it is a rare time to rest. Chunqiu originally wanted to hide at home and enjoy this leisure time, but unexpectedly, she was dragged to the back mountain by her mother Yuan Shi early in the morning.

"Mother, why are you still going up the mountain?" Chunqiu followed behind Yuan, wondering if he had just been there before?The tea leaves have also been harvested, so what else can I do?

"Didn't my mother pick two wild persimmons for you before? Yesterday, my mother met your Aunt Lin. She just came back from the mountain and said that the wild persimmons on the mountain are good. I saw that you and Huzi ate very well. Let's Now I have free time, pick some and put them in the house, and I can usually have some snacks.”

Yuan Shi turned her head and spoke to Chunqiu with a smile while walking forward cautiously.The snacks that farmers usually eat are also wild fruits from the mountains. Besides, the wild persimmons are big and sweet when they are ripe, and they can be stored for a long time. They can also be made into persimmon cakes. Yuan will pick some and put them at home for his children every year. They keep it for their usual meals.

"Mother, what are the wild persimmons usually made into when they are brought home? Do you just leave them like this?" Chunqiu wanted to make sure if there was such a thing as persimmon cakes in this era. If not, then she would start to make money. , Thinking of making money again, Chunqiu was very excited.

"Of course not, how long can I keep it like this? Everyone in our village likes to make persimmon cakes." Yuan replied with a smile. "It's the one you ate last year, Niu Niu. Niu Niu also said that the pancakes are sour and sweet, and she wants to eat more." Yuan Shi smiled unconsciously when she thought of her appearance in the Spring and Autumn Period last year.

Different from Yuan Shi's lightness, Chunqiu was shocked when he heard it. It turns out that the persimmon cakes have come out, so how can she make money, "Mother, are there any persimmon cakes sold in the market?" Chunqiu thought of making money, Still a little unwilling to give up in my heart, I asked again.

"Persimmon cake, this is a cheap meal. It's not worth the money, and every household has it. Who buys it?" Yuan Shi waved his hand funny. It's big news, isn't it? It turns out that not only has this thing been made, it's actually worthless.

"Mother, didn't you say that these wild fruits in the mountains are poisonous? How can the villagers know that they can be eaten or not?" It's not that the ancient people were the kind who only knew how to work in the fields and left nothing behind. Don't know the farmers?How do they know that wild persimmons are edible?I can also make persimmon cakes, Chunqiu is a little confused, this is different from what is written in the novel.

"Huh? Who said that?" Yuan turned around directly, looked at Chunqiu who was still dazed, and said with a helpless wry smile, "Niuniu, how could you say that? You don't know how many years ago In the famine year, not to mention the wild fruit, even the bark on the mountain was picked off by the village gate and cooked. Moreover, the old people in the village have been going up the mountain all year round. What can be eaten in this mountain? What can't be eaten, they all know it clearly."

Yuan Shi felt that her throat was a little dry after speaking a long paragraph. She rested for a while, and when her throat was relieved, she continued, "The herbs that Niu Niu picked before, in fact, everyone in our village knows some simple ones. Sometimes I will pick some and take them home to dry. When the family has a headache or something, it can be used. It’s just that our farmers are mainly farming, but we don’t have time to go to the mountains to pick these things, and my mother picks them. For tea, that’s because people in the village like to go to the east, so the good things in the west are cheaper for our family, but it’s not that they don’t know anything about it.”

It turned out to be like this, her heart slowly swayed to the bottom, she took it for granted, when she heard that her mother was going to pick wild persimmons, she planned to make persimmon cakes and sell them, but her mother directly Destroying her thoughts, the people in the village are not fools, and the back mountain is only so big, so it is clear what is there, she is too naive.

After Yuan Shi finished speaking, she didn't hear an echo behind her for a long time, and when she turned around, she found that her daughter's face behind her was a little strange.

"Niuniu, what are you doing? Why are you still in a daze?" Yuan was a little worried, reached out and patted Chunqiu's little shoulder, and hurriedly called her daughter back, why did she suddenly become unhappy?
"Ah? Mother, it's okay." Chunqiu shouted over and looked at Yuan Shi blankly, then lowered her head decadently. She was adjusting her attitude. Well, it is undeniable that the previous soup dumplings, crispy loach, and cold skin They all succeeded, which made Chunqiu's confidence inflated a little. There was the idea that I come from modern times and I know everything. It's like making money is easy. She fooled everyone like a fool. She heard Yuan's conversation with Yang Weibo behind her back. At that time, she still felt a little disapproving. What's so difficult about new food? There are so many snacks in modern times, and there are a lot of ingredients after checking. Wouldn't it be good for her to make it by herself?

As a result, Chunqiu's heart is a little bit hit now, maybe all the things that he took for granted before have also appeared?Here she is just a child with modern memories, how capable she is!
But we can't be completely pessimistic. Although the wisdom of the ancients is very high, didn't she make a lot of money by relying on the snacks of later generations?Well, she still has a chance.

"Niuniu, hurry up and take two steps, we will see persimmon trees after we go up the mountain, and it will be our turn to pound rice in two days."

Yuan Shi walked quickly, and when they reached the foot of the east mountain, Chunqiu and her had already opened up a certain distance.

"Hey, mother, I'm here" Chunqiu hurriedly agreed, then took two deep breaths, and ran over, that is, she is a person with rich knowledge of efficacies, so she won't be defeated like this!

"You little girl, what are you thinking? Walking so slowly" Yuan Shi waited until Chunqiu ran to her side, then turned around and walked in, and worried that Chunqiu would not be able to keep up with her footsteps, Yuan Shi deliberately let it go this time. Slow down.

Chunqiu thought about what happened in the shop before, and asked directly, "Mother, what will our shop be used for in the future? I heard Grandma said before that Liangpi can't be made, so what can I do?" Although Chunqiu asked , but she didn't dare to directly say that she had overheard the news, so she had to tell a lie about grandma, anyway grandma loves her, so she shouldn't care about it.

"Well, kids, why do you think about these things, don't you have Grandma and them?" Yuan Shi smiled and avoided the topic directly.

"Aren't I just asking?" Chunqiu looked at Yuan Shi pretending to be wronged.

Yuan Shi was amused by her little expression, but she still didn't tell her, just smiled and said nothing.

Chunqiu saw it, and obediently didn't ask further. It seems that her mother has made up her mind not to let her participate in this matter. Then she can only think of other ways. Anyway, she is so smart, it can't trouble her of!
The two of them walked for an unknown amount of time. Anyway, when Chunqiu looked up, he saw a persimmon forest. Autumn was here, and the leaves on the persimmon trees had turned yellow, and then fell with the wind, and the persimmon trees were hung one by one. The little red lanterns looked very festive.

Not every persimmon tree is full of persimmon fruit, and many trees are bare. Chunqiu took a quick look and estimated that one-third of the trees had been picked.

"Niu Niu, don't look at me, come quickly and help your mother pick it." Yuan Shi was already standing in front of the persimmon tree, with a basket next to it. The wild persimmon tree is not high, and Yuan Shi can reach the persimmon fruit on the tree as long as he stretches out his hand. Yuan Shi reached out and picked two of them and put them in the back basket. Looking back, she found that her daughter was still standing there without moving, so Yuan Shi was so anxious that she had to call her over.

"Oh, here we come, mother." Chunqiu directly put the small pannier on the back on the ground, then ran over with a thump, tiptoed, and took the not-so-thick branch in Yuan's hand, carefully Fix it, and then watched her mother pick off all the persimmons on the branch.

"Mother, those trees that don't have persimmons, did the villagers pick them?"

Putting the persimmons in the basket, Yuan shi bowed her head and said, "Yes, these persimmons can also be made into persimmon cakes. I don't have anything to eat at home in winter, so I just eat some fruits to satisfy my hunger."

"Mom, let's pick some more and eat," Chunqiu said with a smile.

"That's unavoidable. We've picked a lot after we're done. What about the people who haven't picked it?" Yuan smiled and shook her head, "These wild persimmons are also a village thing. Every household can pick a little to satisfy their hunger. If you eat too much of this stuff, your stomach hurts, and Niuniu doesn’t want to drink bitter herbal medicine, right?”

"Then I know, mother, one basket is enough for us." Chunqiu nodded and said, he didn't expect the people in the village to be so simple.

"This is my mother's obedient girl. Let's pick one basket is enough." After Yuan Shi finished speaking, she asked Chunqiu to loosen the fruitless branch, then stretched out her hand to grab another branch full of persimmons, and handed it to Chunqiu.

During the period, Yuan Shi and the two also met several villagers who came to pick persimmons with baskets on their backs. Yuan Shi first greeted them, and then got busy again.

Yuan picked them quickly, and in a short time, she picked a basket full. Chunqiu was afraid that her mother would be tired, so she put some more in her small basket, although she didn't put much in her small basket.

"Sister Yu, let's go back." Mrs. Yuan held the shoulder strap of the basket, and said hello to Mrs. Yu who was beside her before leaving. Mrs. Yu is the daughter-in-law of Grandma Seven's family, and she and the Chunqiu family can be regarded as the same clan, by the way , Grandma Seven is the old lady who came to her house to ask for eggs.

"Hey, sister-in-law Yuan, are you going back now?" Yu Shi was busy picking persimmons, when she heard someone calling her, she quickly let go of the branches in her hand and replied with a smile.

"That's right, why didn't Aunt Seven come?" Yuan Shi smiled and asked casually.

"Mother is playing with Shuanzi at home." Yu Shi smiled without stopping his hands.

"Sister, don't decorate, or you won't be able to go back home." Yuan Shi looked down at the pannier that was one size bigger than her, and kindly reminded her.

"Yeah, it's okay, sister-in-law, my mother asked me to recite it. It just so happens that Shuanzi also likes to eat, so it's okay to pick more," Yu said with some embarrassment.

After hearing this, Yuan Shi also understood Yu Shi's meaning, and according to her seventh aunt's petty temper, she was afraid that Yu Shi would wish Yu Shi could carry a basket full back home.

"Then Qiu'er and I will go first..."

"Hey, sister-in-law, go slowly..."

Yuan Shi waved his hand at Yu Shi again, and then went down the mountain in tandem with Chunqiu. When he came, it was uphill, and walking was naturally laborious, but when he went back, he was downhill, which was a bit unstable while saving effort. Method, with too much on his back, Chunqiu naturally dare not walk quickly.

Since the last time the mother and daughter fell down on the small road because they were trying to get closer, Yuan Shi never took Chunqiu along that small road again. Besides, Yang Weibo would come to pick up the two of them when they came back late, so there was no need to worry about their safety.

When going back, Chunqiu saw her aunt Gu and sister Chunhua at the foot of the mountain. All three of them were carrying baskets on their backs. Chunqiu saw that they were also going to pick persimmons. This was her sister Chunni. The first time she went out recently, she was detained by her uncle in the room doing embroidery work.

Her uncle was busy picking persimmons, and when she saw Yuan's mother and daughter, she simply greeted her, and then left with Chunhua. Yuan raised her eyebrows and didn't care.

"Mother, why are you still picking so much at my aunt's house?" Chunqiu saw that the pannier on her aunt's back was comparable to that of Aunt Yu's before. Even Sister Chuni carried the same pannier as Yuan's. .

"Doesn't your aunt still want to give it to her natal family?" Yuan Shi replied.

"Oh" Chunqiu nodded, showing that he understood.

"Okay, let's go home quickly, we're going to eat soon." Yuan Shi turned around, reached out and grabbed Chunqiu's sleeve, Chunqiu passed her hand over, "little ghost" Yuan Shi smiled , did not let go, "Hey hey hey" Chunqiu cracked the corner of his mouth, and shook his gripped hand from side to side. "Okay, okay, let's go." Yuan Shi reached out and patted Chunqiu's dangling little arm, pretending to be serious to scare Chunqiu.

Chunqiu couldn't be afraid, she was amused by her mother's teasing, the mother and daughter walked home while arguing, and met many people who were going to the back mountain with baskets on their backs, and Yuan Shi also greeted them with a smile.

"Mother, why do people in the village take advantage of today to go?" Chunqiu looked curiously at the women who passed by one after another.

"Why else, I'm afraid that if you go late, you will be gone." Yuan raised her eyebrows.

Chunqiu listened to her mother's words, lowered her head and thought about it seriously, her mother was right, it's really possible, although there are a lot of persimmons on the mountain, but they can't carry back one basket after another, "Mother, fortunately Let's go early, otherwise we won't be able to pick them." After Chunqiu finished speaking, he patted his small chest with a look of fear.

"That's not right, just watch it, you're late, if you don't pick enough, you will definitely complain, so, let's go home quickly." Yuan Shi laughed after finishing speaking, Chunqiu looked at Yuan Shi She also smiled, and the mother and daughter went home smiling like this.

At home, Mrs. Yang and Li are drying rice ears in the yard. The previous ears have been pinched off, and the dried rice seedlings have been bundled and put aside, ready to be crushed and thrown into the field as fertilizer in the spring.

After the two came in, Yuan Shi first carried his own basket of persimmons back to the house, while Chun Qiu's basket of persimmons was directly given to Yang Lishi.

"Grandma, these are the persimmons Qiu'er gave you." Chunqiu stood behind Yang Li with a small basket on his back.Then he reached out to untie the basket. Mrs. Yang and Mrs. Yang are both old and have bad teeth. Eating sweets such as persimmons is of course not good. Besides, Mrs. Yang and Mrs. Yang don't like to eat them, so Chunqiu brought them a lot. many.

"Hey, Grandma's good granddaughter is back, are you tired? This place is for Grandma, the good granddaughter is so caring, I am happy, old lady." The praise immediately made Chunqiu a little embarrassed.

"Grandma, I'll put you in the house." After Chunqiu finished speaking, he picked up the small basket with great effort.

"The food at home is good, my good granddaughter comes out to eat directly," Yang Li shouted.

"Hey, I know..." Chunqiu replied, and ran into the house in a blink of an eye...

　I'm sorry everyone, maybe I didn't check carefully, and there will be some typos. You can write clearly in the message of this chapter. I will change it when I see it. Thank you~
　　Tell a true story, this is what I said when I was chatting with my grandma.

　　Everyone should know the period of the People’s Commune, when there was a three-year famine.

　　My grandma said that we in Northeast China are still doing well, and not many people died of starvation.

　　But you can't imagine what they ate back then.It is the potatoes in the rural cities. They pull out the potato seedlings every day, boil them in water, and eat them in their stomachs, but they can’t eat them. Potato seedlings... This is true. If there are elderly people in the family, you can ask. My grandma is over 70 this year, and she still remembers a lot of things at that time. Sincerely, if I lived at that time, I feel like I can I can't hold on... Alas, this era we live in is really happy

　　
　
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