The days when I am farming in the last days

Father Tang's big fish, he still didn't eat it alone, but was cut into three sections, the head was made into a fish head with chopped peppers, the tail was made into a sweet and sour fish tail, and the broken meat was sliced ​​to make a fish. Became boiled fish fillets.

Fish is of course delicious.

But when you have been eating fish for several days, boiled fish, steamed fish, grilled fish, sauerkraut fish, braised fish, sweet and sour fish... it's not so wonderful.

Even Ozawa, who was not a picky eater, took the initiative to say, "I don't want to eat fish anymore."

Fortunately, there were not two fish left. After Tang Han washed and cut it open, he put it on the charcoal fire and smoked it into dried fish, and then hung it up. He planned to take it down and eat it later when he wanted to eat it.Anyway, if you do this, it won't be broken for a while.

As a result, when I woke up the next morning, one fish disappeared directly.

According to other people's recollection, it seemed as if they heard a noise in the middle of the night last night, but no one paid attention to it. After all, there are too many things piled up in the house, and from time to time something will fall out of place and make a noise. Not worth the fuss.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a thief.

It must not be an ordinary thief, otherwise there are so many things in this house, what is wrong with stealing, stealing a dried fish?Moreover, every household in the village eats fish during this time, so it is really not worth coming here to steal it.

So in the end, Tang's mother speculated that a cat must have come from nowhere and took the dried fish away.

Cats like to eat fish, everyone on earth knows.And although every household in the village is eating fish these days, there may not be any left over for the cats.Even if there is, the cat will not feel tired of eating fish every day.So this conclusion is quite reliable.

"Then what should we do?" Tang Han looked up at the dried fish hanging up, feeling a little worried.

She had already hung the dried fish very high, but the cat didn't have much trouble climbing it.Even if you change to another place, it is the same.

"Just let it eat." Jiang Dai said, "We don't want to eat it anyway, do we?"

If you want to eat fish again in the future, you can just go to the fish pond to buy fresh ones, and it doesn't take much trouble.On the contrary, this dried fish has a very ordinary taste after being dried. It is hard to say whether anyone will eat it in the future.

Tang Han thought about it, and it was indeed the case, so he didn't care.

There is too much food piled up in the house, and there are mice visiting from time to time. It is a good thing to have cats coming to the house, at least the mice will not be too aggressive.

The rain finally stopped.

Seeing that the sky cleared up, Mother Tang's first thing was to ask Father Tang to notify those who wanted to buy piglets to come.It has been raining too much for the past few days, but so many piglets still have to eat a lot, but they have suffered miserably. They have to catch the rain when it slows down or stops, and go back to mow the grass and feed them together, otherwise Last year's corn was simply not enough.

Now that the weather is fine, let them catch it quickly, not only can you earn a sum of money, but you don't have to worry about how to feed it every day.

However, it is said that it is a sum of money, but in fact it is the bookkeeping in the end.This is usually the case in the village. Accounts are kept and settled at the end of the year.What's more, with this year's situation, I don't know what will happen in the future. Even if you have cash in your hand, you have to keep it first, in case it will be useful in the future?

Of the twelve little pigs, eight were taken away, two of them had to be sent to another village for their uncle's family, and the remaining two were raised by themselves.Tang's father took out the ones that were going to be sent to his uncle's house, put them in pig cages and put them on the car, ready to send them to his uncle's house later.The remaining two were rushed to another pigsty.

The Tang family has two pig pens, one is a grass pen and the other is a cement board ground.In winter, pigs are kept warmer in grass pens.And after winter, the grass inside has been retting into manure, which can be pulled to the field for use.In summer, it will be cooler if it is kept in the board circle, so as to avoid insect diseases.

The piglets were originally kept in the grass pen with the sow, and it is time to separate them.

When Tang's father was catching pigs, Tang Han watched Jiang Dai visit the pig cages on the car.It is the pig cage of "soaked pig cage", which is made of bamboo strips.Only when you see the real thing will you know why this thing can become a punishment.

Because of the load-bearing problem of bamboo sticks, it is obviously impossible to use bamboo cages to hold pigs that have grown to several hundred catties.Only pigs can use it.So this pig cage is tailor-made according to the size of the piglets, each containing a piglet.

In this way, the space will naturally not be very large.To squeeze an adult into it requires bending the body into a contorted shape, which is naturally painful.

As for humiliation, it may not be that important to the person concerned.

Jiang Dai observed for a while, then turned her head to see Tang Han, and couldn't help but said, "There is a ready-made fish pond in your village, shouldn't it be..."

She didn't finish speaking, but Tang Han understood what she meant.Soaking pig cages is to put people into them and then immerse them in water. It is also called "sinking pond". It really makes people think about it.

Tang Han imagined such a scene, and couldn't help shivering, "I really don't know if there is, but there shouldn't be, right? There used to be a lot of Miao villages here, and those of us with Han surnames moved here later. of.

My family can only be traced back to the generation of my great-grandfather, and it was the Republic of China at that time..."

"That shouldn't be." Jiang Dai breathed a sigh of relief.

During the period of the Republic of China, although there were still many feudal places, it was generally not as good as the former Qing Dynasty.And during the Republic of China, they moved to this mountain, mostly to avoid the war.That being the case, they are all ordinary civilians, and the punishment of Shentang is the method used by the big clan surnames to consolidate their dominance.

Although even if there is, it is already a thing of the past.But thinking that they had eaten a lot of fish raised in fish ponds before, if something like that happened, it would be quite embarrassing.

Nothing is fine.

"Don't scare yourself." Tang Han didn't expect that she would be afraid of this. After thinking about it, he changed the subject and said, "The sun should be out today. Are you going to pick mushrooms? It's just right now. And my parents are going to uncle Send the piglets home, we have nothing else to do."

"Then I must go." Jiang Dai also put aside her previous thoughts and said enthusiastically.

Tang Han always mentioned that her expectations for the activity of picking mushrooms were not weaker than Ozawa's.

When it comes to the degree of favor in this family, Ozawa is obviously ranked first.No, during the few days when it rained, Father Tang had nothing to do, so he cut a few bamboos from the garden and came back to weave some new bamboo baskets, dustpans and so on.

He also specially made a basket for Ozawa that fits his body size, which is very delicate and cute.

So at this moment, when Ozawa heard that he was going to pick mushrooms, he immediately took out his basket, put it on his little arm, and urged Qin Yu loudly, "Father, let's go and pick mushrooms!"

Tang's mother came out of the house and put on a sun hat that she had modified in the past two days for him.

Ozawa pressed his hat and recited aloud the text Tang Han taught him two days ago, "It rains, the ground bubbles, mushrooms come out, put on a little hat, the little rabbit sees it, jumps for joy, carries a little basket, and laughs while picking it! "

"Are you a little rabbit? Carry a small basket." Tang Ma asked him.

Ozawa thought about it seriously, then shook his head, "I'm not a little rabbit. I'm a little basket, not a little basket!"

The logic is quite strict, which made everyone laugh.

Although I didn't expect to pick many mushrooms, there was still a sense of ceremony, so everyone carried a basket.Because there were not enough baskets at home, Tang Ma went to borrow one from the neighbor.

After the equipment was complete, Tang Han thought for a while, and carried another hatchet on his back.At that time, if you encounter a road that is not easy to walk, you can still cut it.

Carrying a hatchet, there is also a special

equipment.By hollowing out the center of a piece of wood, the hatchet can be passed over and pinned inside.The two ends of the wooden block are tied with ropes, and when tied to the waist, the hands can be freed, which is very convenient.

With everything ready, let's go straight away.

After the morning sun, the concrete pavement has been dried a lot, and it is safe to walk on.In the past, it would be muddy after rain, making it difficult to walk.

Tang Han had already made up his mind about the direction to go, and led the others along the main road for a while before getting into the mountains.There is still some undried rain and dew in the woods, which will wet the clothes.Fortunately, the weather is very warm, but there is no need to worry about catching a cold.

There are not as many people living in the village as before, and the number of children in this generation is also much smaller, so there are fewer people who can go to the mountains to pick mushrooms.

After entering the mountain, it didn't take long to start to gain.

They mainly pick a kind of dark brown, round-headed and round-brained mushroom called milk paste mushroom. It tastes very good. It is a rare mushroom that can be eaten raw, and it is often sold on the street.In addition, I picked some toadstools that grow like an umbrella, lime fungi with light blue caps, brush fungi that look like a clump of coral, chanterelles that look like egg yolk, and pine forests. There are more fir fungi growing in it.

Besides, Tang Han didn't really recognize most of the other bacteria.Usually everyone does not pick it, it must either taste bad or be poisonous.

They are lucky, no one has been here before, and they have gained a lot.

Turning around a few hills, I encountered a horse mulberry tree in the middle, which was covered with horse mulberry fungi.This kind of fungus is the only kind of mushroom that Tang Han knows that grows on living trees. It tastes exactly the same as shiitake mushrooms.It's just that the umbrella cover is not as round and thick as the mushroom.

After picking the muscaria sangria from this tree, the basket was almost full, so Tang Han decided to come out of the mountain and call it a day and go home.

Except for her, no one else could tell the direction in the mountains, relying entirely on Tang Han to guide them.So when they got out of the forest, Jiang Dai realized that they had turned around in a big circle and arrived at another place.There is also the land of the Tang family here, where potatoes and corn are grown.

"It's a pity that I didn't bring a hoe." Jiang Dai said, "Otherwise, I can dig some potatoes and go home."

"Do you want to eat potatoes?" Tang Han rolled his eyes, "Actually, you can eat them on the mountain."

"how to eat?"

"Pick up some dry wood and burn the coals, then you can bake potatoes." Tang Han asked Qin Yu, "Did you bring the lighter?"

Qin Yu doesn't smoke much, but a lighter is always on his body.Tang Han took the lighter from him, "Let's go, you guys take Ozawa to dig potatoes, and I'll pick up firewood."

"Shall I go?" Qin Yu said.As soon as I heard it, I knew that the latter job would be more difficult.

Tang Han waved his hand, "No, you don't know what kind of firewood can be burned."

Qin Yu: "..." There is no way to refute.

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