Culinary Specialization through Farming

After Li Maoshan left, Chen Yan concentrated on making lunch.

There are several sections of lotus root, he broke off two sections, cleaned them separately, and put one section aside first.

Chen Yan picked up another section of lotus root. After carefully peeling the skin, he used a knife to cut off a little bit of the lotus root together with the stalk, and kept it as a cover.

Next to the stove is the glutinous rice that he soaked when he got up in the morning. He stuffed the glutinous rice into the lotus root and poked the glutinous rice in each lotus root with chopsticks.

Make sure to fill it with glutinous rice, then cover the lotus root and fix the seal.

The seasoning and ingredients for cooking lotus root are simple, but after putting the lotus root in the pot, he needs to estimate the time to add sugar and red dates.Once the pot was boiling, Chen Yan refocused on the lotus root that he had put aside.

For this section of lotus root, he is going to make coral lotus root slices.

The practice of coral lotus root slices is very simple, directly peel the lotus root slices and cut them into thin slices.

After the water boils, put in the lotus root slices and blanch them to remove the raw, remove them.

Cool the lotus root slices, drain the water, then add sugar and vinegar and mix well.

Shred the red pepper, pour it into the oil pan and deep-fry until fragrant.Pour chili oil into lotus root slices and mix well to form a dish of coral lotus root slices.

Chen Yan took a sip, the crisp and delicious lotus root slices are very refreshing with spicy taste, suitable for summer food.

He went to look at the screws kept in the wooden basin. The originally clean well water became turbid due to the oozing sand.Chen Yan changed the pot of clean water again. According to the current situation, these screws still need to be raised for a day to remove the sediment, so he had to give up the plan of frying the screws.

After mixing with other ingredients at home, Chen Yan made two more stir-fries, eggplant box with sauce and mapo tofu.

Counting the time, the glutinous rice lotus root is also cooked.

Take out the glutinous rice and lotus root and let it cool slightly, and Chen Yan slices it.Because Li Maoshan hasn't come back yet, he doesn't plan to pour the ingredients on it right now.

It didn't take long to make these dishes. Chen Yan waited for people to come back to have lunch together, but he didn't want to wait until the dishes became cold, and Li Maoshan didn't come back.

He sat at the door, looking eagerly outside the courtyard.

I waited until my stomach started to growl before I saw a figure slowly appearing in front of my eyes.

Chen Yan immediately jumped up, rushed to the gate of the courtyard and shouted: "Brother Shan, why have you been here for so long?"

Li Maoshan's face was a bit ugly, Chen Yan noticed that he was silent, and looked at him with some doubts.

"Go first." Li Maoshan knew that he had waited for him for a long time, especially when he saw the dishes carefully prepared by Chen Yan on the table, he felt even more apologetic.

"When I went to Vipina, something happened and I came back late."

Pulling him to sit down, Li Maoshan went to serve two bowls of rice.

"what's up?"

Chen Yan sat obediently and let him prepare the dishes.

"An uncle in the village accidentally fell. When the family came to Weiping for treatment, he was already dead."

Li Maoshan held the chopsticks for a long time without picking food, and there was a look of grief on his brows, but because he was worried about Chen Yan, he didn't show it.

However, Chen Yan couldn't see it.

Putting down his chopsticks, Chen Yan grabbed Li Maoshan's hand and asked, "Is he not rescued?"

Sighing lightly, Li Maoshan felt extremely heavy when he thought of the silent people they saw when they followed Qian Bao to Qian's house.

"No."

He fell down in the middle of the night, and at that time Uncle Qian and Ah Mo didn't care.People were fine in the morning, but no one would have guessed that it was just the time when Ahma Qian went out to do some laundry, and when she came back, Uncle Qian was no longer in order.

Since Uncle Qian's body broke down, Ye Weiping also thought of many ways to treat him.Although it cannot be cured, at least life is safe.

This accident hit Qian Ahmo hard.

No matter how useless a man is, he is still the head of the family, the backbone of the family.

All of a sudden, there was no one there, and Qian Ahma was crying heartbroken.

Because of this incident in the village, everyone couldn't help sighing, and they also felt very sympathetic to Qian Ahmo and his wife.

Because of Uncle Qian's illness, the Qian family was not rich at all, and they couldn't save a few coins even in daily frugality.This person suddenly disappeared, just the matter of going to the funeral made Qian Ahmo panic.

The village head called a few able-bodied people to deal with the funeral affairs, which solved the Qian family's plight.

"Dashan, when Uncle Qian is buried tomorrow, you can also help me."

Old Li Tou and Uncle Qian were considered to have a good relationship, and when this person left, it inevitably brought back some past events in his heart.

It's just that people can't be resurrected after death, and no amount of regret can make people come back.

Li Maoshan saw that his father was also holding a dry tobacco in his hand and smoking non-stop, his face darkened, and he took what was in his father's hand.

"Smoking less, so as not to hurt yourself."

Old Li looked at his empty hands and scratched his head in embarrassment.

This son took care of a lot, but he was also the one he was most assured of.

"I know. But you don't forget to help out tomorrow morning."

"Second Uncle should have made all the arrangements. I don't think I can help much when I go there." Li Maoshan tied the cigarette bag and returned it to his father.

Old Li took the dry tobacco and quickly put it away.

"No matter how much you can help, you can still afford it. Remember to go back early, I will go back first."

After he finished explaining, he went straight to the door. Seeing that he was about to leave, Chen Yan said, "Daddy, let's go back after eating."

"No, Brother Shui is still waiting for me to go back to eat. You two eat slowly, and go to bed earlier at night, so as not to be sluggish tomorrow."

Old Li Tou declined Chen Yan's invitation, explained a few more words, and then left.

As soon as the people left, Chen Yan pointed to the food on the table and said to Li Maoshan: "Your father specially found a meal time to come over and talk to you so few words, but he just went back without eating. What does this mean? "

Under normal circumstances, when you come over at this time, you will have to eat before going back.

Chen Yan noticed that he had just glanced at the dishes on the table several times, thinking that he just wanted to have a meal.

But Old Li refused to eat it.

Li Maoshan just smiled and said: "I guess I am worried that Ah Shui is alone at home. Don't think too much, let's have dinner. Since Dad said that he will help tomorrow, we should rest early after eating. "

Early the next morning, it rained for a while.When it was time for the funeral, the rain stopped.

Many people came from the village to attend the funeral, and everyone's mood was just like this gloomy and gray sky.The children who were lively and lively on weekdays all obediently followed their parents. Under the solemn and quiet atmosphere, Chen Yan followed the crowd all the way to the mountain.

White paper money was scattered all the way along the way, and the muddy mountain road was covered with brown soil.

Ah Mo Qian has been crying hoarsely for the past two days, and she looks very haggard and weak.Qian Bao's eyes were red, and he sobbed all the way, his hoarse voice could no longer make a sound.

The coffin was about to be buried, Qian Ahmo immediately jumped on it, hugged the coffin and shouted: "Father Bao'er, why did you just leave like this? Leave us orphans and widows, what will we do in the future..."

The Qian family was originally an outsider, and they didn't have many relatives in the village.

At this moment, Ahma Qian was crying so sadly, and only Qian Bao was by her side.When you are buried in the coffin, it is rare for your family to cry for funerals.The two sons-in-law lay on the coffin, crying hard.

The cries echoed in the silent mountain forest, and it wasn't until about the time that someone came up to pull the two of them apart.

The soil gradually buried the dark coffin, cut off people's sight, and also cut off the two realms of yin and yang.

Chen Yan stood on the outside, crying endlessly beside his ears.

He remembered that when his father died unexpectedly, he cried and was heartbroken.When a relative passed away, he cried and made trouble, but those relatives didn't care about him.

Until later, he suffered the departure of his beloved again. At that time, his tears were dried up, and his heart was ashamed.

Leaning lightly on Li Maoshan's shoulder, Chen Yan grabbed the man's hand tighter and tighter.

"Brother Shan."

Chen Yan called out.

Li Maoshan looked down at him with deep eyes.

"Brother Shan." He called again in a low voice.

"what happened?"

"It's okay." Chen Yan got a response and shook his head, "It's good that you're still here."

Li Maoshan was a little confused, seeing him staring straight at the buried crowd, he turned sideways to block his sight.

"Do you want to go down the mountain first?"

He thought Chen Yan was uncomfortable, after all, this kind of funeral scene made people feel depressed.

Chen Yan straightened up, shook his head slowly, and said, "No need."

The burial didn't take long, and when it was completely submerged in the soil, Qian Ahma almost fainted.No matter how much he despises Uncle Qian as useless on weekdays, now that he can no longer see him, the sadness and grief in his heart still burst out together.

Qian Bao was originally not good at speaking, but now he was crying intermittently.Qian Ahma was emotionally unstable and was sent back home with the support of neighbors.

In front of the tombstone, Yu Qian Bao knelt down and worshiped alone.

The tears in my eyes couldn't stop flowing down, and my eyes were red and swollen and ugly because of crying for the past few days.

The crowd dispersed and descended one after another, leaving only a few people in front of the grave.

Chen Yan looked at the frail figure kneeling in front of the tomb, thought for a while and went up to comfort him, "My condolences."

Qian Bao wiped away his tears, he was already speechless because of crying, so he could only nod to Chen Yan.

Seeing that there were tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, Chen Yan couldn't hide his sadness, so he took out a handkerchief and handed it over.

Still holding the ghost paper in his hand, Qian Bao rejected his offer, lowered his head and continued to burn the paper.

"Go down the mountain first, I'll keep it here."

After Ye Weiping asked everyone else to go down the mountain, he saw Li Maoshan and Chen Yan still standing at the grave, so he stepped forward and said.

"After all, no one expected what happened this time, so don't blame yourself too much." Li Maoshan patted him on the shoulder to express his relief.

When Qian Bao came to look for Ye Weiping that day, because Qian Bao couldn't speak clearly, when he arrived at Qian's house, he was already a step too late, and Uncle Qian had already gone.

Ye Weiping has always blamed himself for this. If he had known about this earlier, he might have been able to save Uncle Qian.

"I'm fine." Ye Weiping glanced at the kneeling man, and said to Li Maoshan, "You guys go back first, I'll accompany Brother Bao to burn the incense before going down the mountain."

The author has something to say: I put anti-theft on, if you buy something you can’t see, remember to tell me.

In the early years, there was no anti-theft function, so I am still groping.