The days when I am farming in the last days

The next day's breakfast was sticky rice.

Seeing that Jiang Dai chose the sugar bowl without hesitation, Tang Han asked in disgust, "Are you really not considering trying the salty mouth? I think glutinous rice is enough greasy enough, adding sugar will make it even greasy. Better neutralizes flavors."

"It makes sense." Jiang Dai nodded, "I choose sweet."

"..." Tang Han shrugged, got up and took out an enamel lunch box with a lid from the cupboard, and put it in front of Jiang Dai, "The taste of just adding sugar is too simple, try this?"

Jiang Dai had already guessed what she was taking, and when she opened the lid, it turned out that what was inside was the crispy sesame that had been pounded before, mixed with sugar, and it smelled very special.

Jiang Dai had already tasted the taste when Tang Hanchong was crispy before. At this time, she was not polite. She scooped two spoonfuls and spread them on the glutinous rice. Roll it up and put it in a paper bag.

Take a bite, the aroma of soybeans and the elasticity of glutinous rice, together with the numbing taste, form a very unique taste.

Tang Han held his own salty and spicy glutinous rice, and after a few mouthfuls, he hurried outside to help.

Because the locals have to make glutinous rice cakes every year during the Chinese New Year, there is a cake trough at the door of every household.The one in front of Tang Han's house was chiseled out by Father Tang and the stonemason. It used a whole piece of high-quality marble. When scrubbing it this morning, Jiang Dai had already noticed that the four numbers 1995 were engraved on it.

"Is this the year?" she asked.

Tang Han nodded, "It was chiseled that year, and this trough is as old as me."

Jiang Dai couldn't help laughing when she heard the words.There are really too many old items in the Tang family, even older than Tang Han, she has already seen several of them.

For example, a half-length full-length mirror, which was Tang Ma's dowry, is still intact.There is also a yellow comb, I don't know what kind of craftsmanship it is. It has been used for 30 to [-] years, but it still looks as bright as new. The quality is too good.There is also the plow used by Tang's father, which is also decades old. Although the parts have been replaced several times, the main body has always been intact.

In addition, there are stone mills, cabinets and even oil tanks at home...

The inheritance of a family may be hidden in these old objects with stories.

Although it is just an ordinary farm family, it is unexpectedly rich in heritage.Jiang Dai can fully understand Tang Han's love for this place, because she herself is the same.

So she found it very interesting to hear Tang Han talk about this poacher.

At this moment, the steamed glutinous rice has been poured into the trough, and the next step is to continuously hammer it with a wooden mallet to break the glutinous rice and glue it together thoroughly, turning it into a more delicate glutinous rice cake.Jiang Dai walked to the door holding the paper bag, and saw Tang Han picking up a long-handled gavel next to her.

"You want to fight too?" She was a little surprised.

Tang Han nodded with a smile and asked her, "Do you want to try?"

When Jiang Dai was cleaning the mallet before, she had already tried the weight, and she nodded without hesitation.On the other hand, Qin Yu, who was standing aside, was eager to try.So Tang Han handed him the mallet in his hand, "Try it? If it doesn't work, just say, let me do it."

Qin Yu took the gavel, and on the other side, Dad Tang also took off his coat and picked up another gavel. ——Because of the characteristics of glutinous rice, making glutinous rice cakes is usually a two-person collaboration. You hammer and I hammer, so that the glutinous rice in the tank can be easily turned up and hammered from all directions and angles to make it more delicate.

The two approached first, crushing the glutinous rice finely with a mallet to avoid sticking to the mallet and throwing it everywhere.When it is broken to a certain extent, the hammering is officially started.

This is a real physical work, so after a while, Qin Yu began to be out of breath, sweating all over, and his arms were so sore that he couldn't put the mallet on the glutinous rice cake that gradually formed and became more sticky Pull away.

"Do you want to change?" Tang Han asked aside.

Qin Yu was not reconciled, she gritted her teeth and persisted for a while, seeing that the glutinous rice cakes had become very delicate, but Tang's father still refused to stop, so he had to compromise, "Then you will serve."

Tang Han took the gavel and joined in skillfully.

Jiang Dai watched from the side, feeling that she still didn't know Tang Han deeply enough. She didn't expect that she could do such heavy physical work with ease.But thinking about it carefully, the first time we met in the board room, Tang Han entered the room with a big quilt in his arms, maybe there was already some clues at that time.

Besides, Tang Han's carload of stuff, although the whole family went to battle to move it down after arriving here, but when moving over there, she was all on her own.

So, when Tang Han left the stage after finishing the bowl of glutinous rice cakes, what he met was Jiang Dai's awe-inspiring expression.

Tang Han put the mallet in the dustpan, and chuckled in a low voice, "Don't worship me too much."

"You think too much." Jiang Dai took the last bite of the slightly cold glutinous rice, "I'm just a little...surprised."

"Actually, there's nothing to be surprised about." Tang Han shrugged, "You know, our family has no sons, only two girls, and there will be some gossip in the village. When I was young, some people said it directly in front of my sister and me. These. My mother refused to let anyone face her, but secretly hid and cried."

Tang Han never felt that girls were inferior to boys, but that's how the world is.

But the more this is the case, the more they refuse to give in, "So my sister and I have to be strong since we were young, and we must behave like boys, whether it is studying or doing these physical tasks. Sister is the one who can walk back from the field with baskets on her shoulders."

The so-called pick baskets are two baskets tied to both ends of the shoulder pole, and the things harvested in the field can be directly placed in them and carried back.

Two baskets, even if filled with grass, are estimated to weigh tens of hundreds of catties.

Although she has never met, Jiang Dai already admires the girl named Tang Feng.The same is true for Tang Han. Ordinary people will probably be affected to some extent in such a patriarchal environment, but they refuse to admit defeat, and in the end they did prove that they are stronger than boys.

Tang Han didn't say much, but bumped her arm, "Let's go, go help."

After the glutinous rice cakes are made, they should be shaped into round cakes by hand and placed on a plastic sheet to cool.But it is so sticky, of course it will stick to people's injuries.So apply cooked rapeseed oil on the injury first.And the Tang family's secret recipe is to put an egg yolk in the rapeseed oil, crush it and mix it with the rapeseed oil for a better effect.

Tang Han first took out the bean paste he had fried yesterday, and then divided some of the glutinous rice cakes out, and wrapped them separately into bean paste fillings.

There are not many glutinous rice this year, and there is only such a slot, so the size is specially squeezed to be very small, so that it can be cut up in the future.While Tang Han was busy, he complained to Jiang Dai. When she was a child, Tang's father was always lazy in this part. He would just knead a trough of finished products into two or three huge glutinous rice cakes and finish the job. After that, it would be very troublesome to cut.

"Big and small are not the same." Father Tang was very unconvinced when he heard her expose his shortcomings, and retorted, "Are you afraid that you won't be able to eat the big one?"

"Anyway, you cut it yourself." Tang Han shrugged.

There are many people and great strength, and it will be finished in a short time.Tang Han left the last point, and asked Jiang Dai to bring out the soybean flour she had eaten with glutinous rice before, tear the still warm glutinous rice cake into small balls, throw it into the plate containing the soybean flour, roll it around, and treat it as Let's eat mochi.

Before the "mochi" was finished, Tang's mother cleaned up the kitchen, walked over with a smile on her apron, and called Qin Zezhi after a few steps, "Xiao Ze, what do you think I am?"

Tang Han and Jiang Dai looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

"What is it?" Jiang Dai asked in a low voice.She knew that Tang Han must have been familiar with these "routines".Thinking about Tang Han growing up in such an environment, he couldn't help being fascinated when he heard his mother's mysterious question every now and then.

"Boiled eggs." Tang Han also replied in a low voice, "Did you see the egg yolks in the vegetable oil before? The eggs were boiled under the steamer."

Sure enough, soon, Ozawa came over with eggs that had been soaked in cold water and were no longer hot, and gave them one for each of them.

Tang Han glanced at the egg in his hand, and said to Jiang Dai, "Let's change it."

"what happened?"

"It's nothing, I just think the one in your hand is more delicious."

"..." Jiang Dai silently handed out the egg in her hand, and exchanged it with Tang Han.Before she finished her dislike of Tang Han's efforts and peeled the egg, she was surprised to find that it was actually a rare double-yolk egg.

The author has something to say: ...don't ask me why I procrastinate until now, if you ask, I'm being caught by a ghost.

感谢在2020-06-1300:02:43~2020-06-1404:29:49期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 250003052 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!