Farmhouse Stone Mountain

When going to bed at night, Yuzhen hugged the clean quilt to Shishan, and the dog who slept with Aunt Mao held her own pillow and looked into the room at the door, with a look in her eyes, she knew it was the little pumpkin who wanted to get acquainted with it sleep together.

Aunt Mao called him in her room, and the dog went back to sleep with its ears drooping.

Shi Shan washed the little pumpkin and put it on the bed, patted his little butt, "I have to play until tomorrow, sleep now"

The little pumpkin who had seen through his mind was indented into the quilt neatly.

The bed was cleaned cleanly, and the quilt had no smell at all. Shi Shan slept comfortably this time.

The next day, Shi Shan got up early in the morning. First, he and Aunt Mao asked for a pair of scissors to cut his mother's troublesome shoulder-length hair. Otherwise, he would have to waste time every day in ponytails. But Aunt Mao stopped me, "What does it look like if you cut it so short?"

Shi Shan thought the same thing, people here have long hair tied up, if he goes out with a flat top, it might be too conspicuous, so he can only cut it short to the shoulders, comb it and tie it in the back with a straw rope to form a small pile, Then I informed Aunt Mao and went to the town.

He had already asked Aunt Mao yesterday that Lishui Village was not as rich as Zhoujia Village, and there were a lot of potatoes, which are good for feeding and fighting hunger, and Shi Shan planned to put some thought into it. There are several kinds of potatoes How to eat, and no one sells this kind of food in the town, so I still have to give it a try.

When they arrived at the entrance of the town, Shi Shan made an appointment with old man Liu, who was driving the cart, to take his ox cart when he went back, and asked him to wait here two hours later, and then wandered into the town.

He bought seasonings at the seasoning shop the day before yesterday, and the shopkeeper of the seasoning shop still remembered him and greeted him with a smile, "Brother, what do you want to buy today?"

Shi Shan looked at it for a while, tried the taste, and bought a stall of soybean paste. He originally planned to make it himself, but he bought it first considering the money and time he had. Although the taste was not satisfactory, it was what Shi Shan needed right now. It is quick and time-consuming.

In the end, we weighed a lot of seasonings, pulled out a large piece of oil paper, and asked the shopkeeper to help wrap it up. I also asked which grain and oil shop was the best deal, and went to the grain and oil shop to buy a large bucket of rice oil.

Rice oil is a bit similar to rapeseed oil. Shishan has smelled it and looked at it. The color and luster are the same. The price is much cheaper than lard. Generally, if you buy a lot, the shop will weigh it higher and help to carry it.

Shi Shan paid the money, and told the shop assistants to deliver it to Old Man Liu's ox cart in Zhenkou later, and went around to the iron shop to buy a big iron pot and two colanders, and asked the boss to take it I bought two or three jars from him, and finally went to the pork stall to weigh a piece of pork belly with skin, which was fat and thin and white. Shi Shan was drooling at the pork, but thinking that there was meat to eat during the Chinese New Year at Zhou's house a year ago, people in the town Fortunately, most people in the village can't afford pork. Now that there are old and young in the family, Shi Shan paid the money happily. One piece of meat is almost enough for two barrels of rice and oil.

Shi Shan sucked his teeth, and thought: Money is really something that you can't help spending anywhere.

I spent a few pennies to buy two bunches of candied haws and some meat buns. Shi Shan gnawed on the meat buns. Although the meat buns were not as tasty as the modern ones, the skin was not so soft and white. Fortunately, the ingredients were sufficient. For Shi Shan at this time Saying it was really delicious, he devoured it after a few mouthfuls, and then Shi Shan took his things to the town to take a bullock cart.

Old man Liu was already smoking a strong cigarette and waiting, and the rice oil was placed on the car. Shi Shan greeted him with a smile, put the things in his hand on the car, and handed over the meat buns he just bought.

"Don't eat, don't eat, you keep it for yourself, you are as thin as a hemp stick"

Old man Liu waved his hands again and again.

"It's okay, you take it, there is still in the basket, I have a little too much stuff today, I have to trouble you to help deliver it to the door"

Old man Liu said, "It won't take much to deliver to the door."

Seeing that he was polite, Shi Shan directly stuffed the steamed stuffed bun to him.

Old man Liu could only accept it and put it in his own basket in the car.

Shishan's things took up some space, and old man Liu only pulled three more people into the car and stopped pulling people into the car.

The three of them were about the same on the way, and another aunt came up on the way, looking very talkative and enthusiastic. Seeing that Shishan had bought so many things, he asked casually, and the question was also to Lishui Village.

Auntie looked at him for a while, and suddenly realized, "Could you be that peaceful stone mountain in Zhoujia Village?"

"En..." Shi Shan nodded, and it's only been a few days since the word spread really fast.

"Okay, buy something like this"

The aunt's expression became a little subtle, and she sighed while looking at the things on the bullock cart.

At the entrance of the village, the aunt got out of the bullock cart, and the old man Liu who drove the cart argued with him, "Women are just talkative, so there is no need to be as knowledgeable as them."

"Hey, what is this?" Shi Shan had nothing to do with himself.

Lishui Village does not have as many households as the Zhou family, and there are only eight or nine scattered earthen and thatched houses.

From a distance, I saw Aunt Mao's chubby body, looking around the door with two little bean dings, and saw all three of them waving at him. Old man Liu parked the ox cart at the door, and the little pumpkin ran to his feet, "Ah Dad, you're back"

"Be good at home"

"Hey, brother Gouzi made a chicken coop for Xiaobai today, and helped Aunt Yuzhen pick vegetables." Little Pumpkin counted the things he had done today.

"so nice"

"Uncle Shishan" Gouzi called after him.

Shi Shan touched Gouzi's big head, took out the candied haws wrapped in oiled paper from the basket, and gave a bunch to the little pumpkin and Gouzi each. When Gouzi saw the candied haws being handed to the little pumpkin, his eyes were almost glued to it. When he saw that he also had a string, his eyes widened a bit, and he took it and gave a cheer.

The little pumpkin tilted its head, and fed the candied haws to Shi Shan's mouth, "Daddy eat"

Shi Shan pretended to take a bite, and let Little Pumpkin and Gouzi play together.

Aunt Mao went to the bullock cart to get Shi Shan's things. Seeing that there was still a bucket full of rice oil and a few baskets of miscellaneous things on the cart, she gave Shi Shan a look.

Shi Shan took down the last basket of seasonings from the cart, gave Old Man Liu the ox cart money, thanked him and went back to the house.