The days when I am farming in the last days

The big white petals stuck to Jiang Dai's face, it was cool, soft, and had a very strong fragrance.

Jiang Dai didn't understand why there was such a saying "the smell is so fragrant" before, and she didn't know why Tang Han said that wild lilies are much more unrestrained than artificially cultivated ones, but when the smell rushed into her nose, she suddenly felt I get it.

Frightened, he even took a deep breath subconsciously, almost suffocating directly.

She quickly backed up a few steps and got out of the range covered by the scent of flowers. Only then did she recover from the feeling of suffocation, exhaled, and looked at Tang Han helplessly, "What's the matter?"

"Did it scare you?" Tang Han was a little embarrassed, shaking the flower in his hand, "For you."

Alas, in fact, the moment she saw this lily plant, she suddenly remembered the disappointed expression on Jiang Dai's face after the lily plant was planted to death last time, and felt that she could give her some compensation.

But Jiang Dai reacted so strongly, Tang Han felt that it seemed inappropriate.

But before she could figure out how to end it, Jiang Dai had already reached out to take the flowers.In fact, if you are far away, the scent of the flower is not so strong, it is still acceptable, and the flower is indeed very beautiful.

And it was given to him by Tang Han.

So Jiang Dai soon became happy, "It's so big, I need to find a big bottle to insert it."

There are a lot of sundries in the Tang family, and it looks a bit chaotic to outsiders, but to Tang's mother who organizes these things, there are rules for which things are placed where.

And she also has a unique skill, such a big room, so many things, but no matter what she is looking for, she can immediately remember where she put it.Unlike Tang Han, in his small rental house, he didn't know where to put the things in his hands with his front feet.

The various bottles that were not needed were also put away separately.

Tang Han led Jiang Dai to pick them out, only then did Jiang Dai realize that there were quite a few bottles with unique shapes inside.Looking at the labels, there are all kinds of things. Tang's mother didn't have the habit of throwing away these things, and she hoarded them all, which made people feel like a treasure hunt.

After searching for a long time, they found a flat round-bellied bottle, filled it with water, and kept the lily in it.

Because the smell was too strong, it was not suitable for the bedroom, so Father Tang found another wire and hung the bottle on the wall next to the stove, which looked very chic.

Because there is always a power outage during this period, everyone is used to getting everything done before dark. After all, the power of the flashlight is limited, and the candle reserve is even more stretched, so we always have to save it for more needs.

So after the flowers were placed, Tang Ma went to cook dinner, and the others hurriedly packed up the honeysuckle, picked all the flowers before dark, and filled a small dustpan.

Tang Han didn't feel bad either, he took out the water cups, filled each cup with a lot, and then poured water from the thermos bottle to soak in it, so that everyone can enjoy the fruits of the day's labor.The rest were spread out to dry.

There were a lot of wild vegetables for dinner, so Mama Tang stewed a pig's trotter.

While there is no power outage, using a pressure cooker to stew is not very time-consuming.When the hot steam opens the valve of the pressure cooker and the aroma of stewed pig's trotters with soybeans wafts out, the dinner is already cooked, and the wild vegetables have been washed and placed in the vegetable basket by category, waiting for the soup later.

"It's time for dinner, it's time for dinner!"

The family sitting in front of the fire, the lively feeling is enough to whet the appetite.What's more, today is indeed a tiring day, not to mention the food is really delicious.

The pig's trotters have been stewed to the bone, but the pig's skin is still a bit chewy, which is the best state of the fire.The soybeans have been stewed rotten, and they crumble as soon as they are chewed, without any teeth.As for the tender and tender wild vegetables, boil them in the soup to absorb the fat and taste even more delicious.

No matter which part of this dish goes well with rice, it will whet your appetite.

When you are full, you can drink another bowl of soup.

Although Tang Han and the others' appetites have improved a lot since staying in the country and their daily consumption has increased, they are still incomparable to Tang's father and mother who have to work hard all year round.

So when they put down their chopsticks one after another, and when the soup in the bowl was cooling down, Tang's father and Tang's mother added another bowl of rice and were picking out the remaining bones in the pot to eat.

Tang Han took a chopstick in one hand and tapped on the edge of the bowl.She felt that she was playing a great symphony, but to other people's ears, it was tinkling and clanging, and Tang's mother had a special taboo, "Stop knocking, are you a beggar? Do you still have to pay?" Shall we sing "Plum Blossom Falling"?"

Tang Han shrugged and ended his performance with regret.

Her gaze was idly sweeping around the room, and when she saw the bones all over the stove, she suddenly laughed, "Ozawa, my sister will tell you a story."

"What story?" A three-year-old child could not refuse to listen to a story.

Tang Han said, "This story, that is to say, once upon a time, there was a child who was very stupid and could not speak, so his father taught him three sentences: the dog is gnawing the bone, the big bull bullies the calf..."

These words not only rhyme, but also very plain, Ozawa understood, and couldn't help asking, "What's the third sentence?"

Tang Han scratched his head, thought for a long time but couldn't think of it, and had no choice but to open an off-site help service, "Mom, what is the third sentence?"

"I know about you?" Tang's mother laughed at her. "You are a person who can't tell a story clearly. You are still a college student. It's a pity that with my tens of thousands of dollars, I could buy a house in the county."

"It's fine if you don't say anything." Tang Han turned his gaze back to Ozawa, "Then take it as a lesson, let's continue."

Fortunately, Ozawa was not picky about the teacher's unprofessionalism, and he still listened to the story with great interest.So Tang Han continued, "The kid came home one day and saw his father gnawing ribs, so he clapped his hands and shouted: The dog is gnawing bones!"

She said, pointing at Tang Ma narrowly, "Xiao Ze, what do you think grandma is doing?"

Ozawa understood the spirit very well, slapped his hands and shouted: "Chew the bone! The dog is gnawing the bone!"

"Yes, yes, yes, yes!" Tang Han applauded him, "Ozawa is so smart!"

"Teach him something good!" Tang Ma didn't gnaw on the bones in her mouth, nor did she throw them away.After a long while, she glared at Tang Han, then stretched out her other free hand, and slapped her hard on the head, "I think your university is really wasted, and your teacher taught you that way? "

"It hurts!" Tang's mother didn't stay strong, Tang Han shrank his neck from the knock, raised his hand to press his forehead, "Xiao Ze, what do you think grandma is doing now?"

Ozawa blinked, but did not answer.

Tang's father reminded in a low voice, "The big bull bullies the little bull!"

Tang's mother immediately turned her head and glared at him. Tang's father buried his face in the bowl and pretended not to say anything, but he still couldn't help laughing, "What do you think I'm doing? I'm just telling the truth."

"I think you are trying to kill yourself!" Tang Ma tapped the back of his hand with her chopsticks, "How old are you, you are not serious!"

Tang Han was trembling with laughter, and Tang Ma looked over unexpectedly, "You're still laughing! If you keep teaching Xiao Ze like this, Brother Qin will dare to let you take care of the child in the future?"

Being called out suddenly, Qin Yu wisely didn't join the topic, imitating Dad Tang's burying his face in the bowl to drink the soup.

Although it is a bit "disrespectful to the elders", it is just chatting and joking, and it does not mean to disrespect the elders.If you care about it seriously, it would be wrong.

"Okay, don't teach this." Tang Han immediately surrendered, "Then let's recite the poems, Ozawa, do you remember the poems I taught you before?"

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Ze looked at her, blinking, acting cute.

Although Tang Han had decided to enlighten Ozawa early, God was not very cooperative, and the power was cut off every now and then, resulting in the teaching progress of three days of fishing and two days of surfing the net.Fortunately, they were also teaching how to play, so they didn't care too much about it.

It's just that if you don't review for a long time, you will soon forget what you have learned before.

But children have a very good memory, and they will remember it quickly after mentioning a few words.So the story will turn into memorizing poems and solitaire, from "the moonlight in front of the bed" to "the shepherd boy rides the cattle", from "jasper makes up a tree high" to "horizontally looks like a mountain and side becomes a peak", unknowingly, I also recite it Quite a lot.

Sure enough, there was a power outage that night, but the moonlight was bright and the weather was getting warmer, so we moved stools, sat in the yard to bask in the moon, and drank honeysuckle tea.The water soaked from fresh honeysuckle has a strong and special aroma, and it seems that even the night has been infected with this smell.

Everyone chatted wildly, thinking about what to say, worrying about the international situation for a while-the epidemic has spread to foreign countries, and the situation is very serious, and talking about interesting things from the past.

Before going to bed, Tang's mother did not forget to instruct Tang Han to take back the fern and honeysuckle to dry in the main room.

Although there are stars and moons tonight, it is unlikely to rain, but it is not good to catch dew outside.

……

The next day was a rainy day.

After a few rains, the fields have been filled with water, and the rice seeds that Tang’s father sprinkled in the suggestion greenhouse have sprouted and grown to the length of knuckles, so they have to be transferred to the fields to provide more nutrition , so that it can continue to thrive.

The field for raising seedlings is at the foot of the green hills. It is a small, square field that was plowed by Tang's father in advance, and the silt was raked evenly, and finally divided into three large ridges.The amount of water in the field has been controlled, and it only covers a thin layer of soil, which is just enough to cover the roots of the seedlings without being completely submerged in water.

Raising rice seedlings is a delicate job. One by one, the inch-long buds must be densely pressed into the mud. It is necessary to expose a section of buds for growth, and to fix the roots so that they will not float up when the water soaks. The technical difficulty is quite challenging.

Everyone carries a small bench, sits down in a row, distributes a handful of rice buds each, and starts working.

Tang's father and Tang's mother are skilled workers, and their movements are swishing, and they are far ahead of the others in a short while.Tang Han is slightly better. Although the technique is rusty, the quality is worthy of recognition.Jiang Dai and Qin Yu were in a hurry. It took half a day to plant a row, and the progress was worryingly slow.

Ozawa, who was playing on the field ridge, was very anxious and couldn't help shouting, "Dad, why are you so slow!"

Qin Yu felt that she had been hurt, "This is very difficult, if you don't believe me, come and try it?"

"Try it!" Ozawa cheered and agreed, and was about to go to the field in the next second. Fortunately, Tang's mother stopped him in time, so she let him go to the side to play, and then glared at Qin Yu, "You and the child What are you angry about? He will take what you say seriously."

"I was wrong!" Qin Yu subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to admit his mistake, but with this move, half of the rice buds in his hand fell off, and he frantically fished them out again.

Fortunately, the Tang family only raised such a few seedlings in total, and it was not in a hurry to spend a whole day on this.The only difficulty is that although the weather has gradually warmed up this season, the water is still very cold. Although I wear water shoes, my hands and feet are still cold after stepping in the water for a long time.

When Jiang Dai came out of the field, she felt her nose itchy.But she didn't care, she thought it was not a big deal, just go home and take a shower.

However, on the way home, because it was still early, Tang Han got distracted as he walked, and noticed that snails had drilled out of the barren fields that had not been turned over. He was very excited and called everyone to go down and fish.

Living in the village during this period of time, my appetite is actually very satisfied. I eat it in different ways every day, but I eat a lot of this kind of home-cooked food, and occasionally I miss the heavy-flavored barbecue mochi. Grilled fish fried skewers, now that there are some in the field, it is not bad to pick them up and make a meal of stir-fried snails.

The water in the field is clear and bright, and the spiral snails can be seen at a glance, and it is easy to pick them up.

Ozawa was eager to move, and wished he could go into the water to fish it himself, but everyone was strictly guarded against him and was not allowed to go into the water, so he could only squat down on the ridge of the field, commanding this and that, and finally secretly reached into the water and fished it out. a big one.

Seeing his pitiful eyes, no one was willing to scold him, so they had to pretend not to see it.

Finally, half a pot of snails was caught, and after being washed at home, they were kept in clean water to spit out sand.Seeing that Tang Han was already preparing to cook, but he didn't intend to deal with the snails at all, Ozawa couldn't help being anxious, and asked several times after her, "Sister, how do you eat that snails!"

"It takes a few days for the snails to be eaten."

"why?"

Tang Han explained patiently, "Because it grows in the fields, there is a lot of sand in its stomach, and you have to spit it out before eating it, otherwise it will ruin your stomach."

"Then let's dig out the meat and wash it!" Ozawa said immediately.

Tang Han: "..." He couldn't refute for a moment.

Qin Yu immediately picked up, "But the fried snails with the shells are delicious. Without the shells, it's not stir-fried snails."

"But we don't eat shells."

Qin Yu was also defeated.

"Then we don't eat ginger, but we still need to add a little seasoning to the soup and stir-fry." Jiang Dai took the baton.

Ozawa frowned and thought for a while, then smiled again, "Grandpa eats ginger!"

To be exact, Dad Tang didn't pick anything, and he ate whatever he had, including seasonings like onion, ginger, and garlic.Although he is only a special case, there are only a few people in the family. Ozawa used him as an example, and it was hard to refute for a while.

After all, no one in the family can eat snail shells.

Just as Jiang Dai was about to explain, she suddenly sneezed loudly. She turned her head away from Ozawa and escaped from the topic by the way.

So that night, they finally picked out all the snail meat one by one and made a stir-fried snail meat.Half a pot of snails, but only a plate of meat was picked out. Naturally, it would be difficult for the family to eat to their heart's content. Tang Han suggested to continue to touch the snails tomorrow, and get some more to eat happily.

This proposal was approved by all.

After dinner, it stands to reason that Jiang Dai's situation should improve.But in fact, she turned from a sneeze to a runny nose, and she kept wiping with a pack of tissues.

Seeing that this appearance was not good, Tang Han hurriedly asked Tang Ma to find some medicine for her.As a result, I searched the medicine box at home, and found that there were many commonly used medicines, but there was no cold medicine.But this will not trouble the people, Tang Ma immediately said, "I still have the deer grass I picked last year, do you want to boil some water?"

"Farewell, that's useless." Tang Han objected.

Tang's mother said, "Didn't you drink it yourself before?"

"It's useless to drink it."

That happened when Tang Han was a child. At that time, she heard Tang Ma mention the name Lu Hancao for the first time, and she was immediately shocked. She always thought it should be a very awesome thing.So she took advantage of her cold (...) to pick a few deer grasses on the mountain and came back, and pulled out two plants of Pudixiang from the vegetable garden. Finally, according to Tang Ma's prescription, she also cut a piece of lean meat to make Medicine lead.

——Recalling this prescription until now, Tang Han still feels very miraculous. He really doesn't understand how this wonderful prescription was developed. Could it be that sick people are greedy for meat?

This is probably an eternal mystery, but all in all, she just boiled a pot of medicinal soup like this.

I don't know if the meat was added, but when it was boiled, the fragrance was pervasive, which made Tang Han look forward to it very much. When I recalled that the book always said that the medicine was very bitter, I couldn't believe it.

As a result, the medicinal soup was poured out and she took a sip, and she almost spit it out.

Books really don’t lie, and the ancients don’t lie to me. This fragrant traditional Chinese medicine soup tastes like a strange mixture of various flavors. Those who can drink it are all capitalized.

The taste of licorice tablets and Huoxiang Zhengqi water is far worse than it.

But at that time Tang Han was already a young boy who wanted to save face, so although it was very unpalatable, but because it was the medicine he picked himself, the soup was boiled with great interest, and a piece of lean meat was wasted, so he pinched his nose and drank a bowl. The rest was dumped.

Since then, traditional Chinese medicine has been black for a lifetime.

So, at this moment, Tang Han's first reaction was to refuse when Tang Ma said that she used traditional Chinese medicine to boil water for Jiang Dai.

It's fine for her to toss her own jokes, but letting Jiang Dai suffer this kind of torture always feels a bit painful in her conscience.

In the end, a large bowl of boiled ginger water was boiled. Jiang Dai drank it while blowing while it was hot. After drinking it, she broke out in sweat and became more energetic.

Then woke up the next day with a runny nose that turned into a stuffy nose.

Tang Han smiled while brushing his hair, "I remember a popular science saying that it doesn't matter whether you take medicine or not when you catch a cold, because it takes a week for the body to get rid of the cold virus. Taking medicine is just to suppress symptoms such as headache."

So it was right not to drink the medicinal soup, otherwise it would not have been in vain.

The author has something to say: Make up for yesterday's update.

感谢在2020-06-2922：46：08～2020-07-0116：10：52期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～感谢投出火箭炮的小天使：光与影1个；

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 24 bottles of Xu Gongmei in the north of the city; 10 bottles of Jin Songle and Natural Awakening; 6 bottles of Lying Spring and Deer; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!