pastoral days

A pleasant end to a pleasant excursion.After Zhang Ruiwen was mentioned about his precious corn seedlings, he was really "impatient" to go home.After walking for two days, he should have grown a lot, so he can't wait to see it immediately.

On the way back, Song Chaoyang was forced to listen to Zhang Ruiwen's paper-based farming knowledge.There was only one thought in his mind, how did he remember so many things.

"Xiaowen, you haven't thought about it. Maybe farming is not enough to learn from books alone. Besides, it's not enough for you to bring your family." Song Chaoyang felt sorry for his little Shuang'er.From a charming young master to a half peasant.Although his working ability is not good, for him, every day is extremely tiring.

After practicing for a period of time, Zhang Ruiwen also understands that the things in the books always have certain limitations. Maybe they are summarizing the specific climate and land of a certain place. For example, in different books, in Lingnan and Lingbei. There are different ways to grow wheat.He had discussed this kind of matter with Brother Song before, but there was nothing he could do.We can only go step by step.

"Brother Song, I have thought about this problem. You said why some people are so good at farming. It may be the experience passed down from generation to generation. In addition, people will not spread this experience to the outside world, and the information is blocked. So this year, we will practice first. One year, when I had nothing to do in winter, I planned to visit the nearby farming talents, and it would be best to persuade them to help me." Just as I mentioned it, Zhang Ruiwen talked about his recent plans.

"Xiaowen is always so powerful." Song Zhaoyang swallowed the words that he wanted to make a plan (because Zhang Ruiwen's plan was better than that of a modern person. Song Chaoyang: I lost the face of the nine-year obligation).A top student will always be a top student. It may be a matter of relatively high IQ. If you unintentionally make a start, it may be that someone pays attention to it and plans it properly.However, his family is powerful, and Song Zhaoyang's heart is like eating honey.

On the return journey of the two of them, there was no one who insisted on turning the sweet atmosphere of going out into an academic seminar.

The first stop on the way home is Zhang Mansion.do not forget.The two poured 8 pots of water from Lingquan Temple.It's really a powerful interpretation of courtesy and affection.

"Hey, let's go out for a while. It looks more tender." As soon as she arrived at Zhang's residence, Mo Xuelian said a little sourly.She is very envious.

"Hehe, sister-in-law, this is the spring water we brought home from Lingquan Temple, it's so sweet." Zhang Ruiwen ignored Mo Xuelian's resentment, and happily boasted to Mo Xuelian about his experience of going out for a while.You can't be arrogant.The uncle and sister-in-law have their own way of getting along.It's no different from a dear one.

"Oh, mother, tell me to hug Xiaomi quickly." After Mrs. Zhang carried Xiaomi into the house, Zhang Ruiwen didn't even bother to argue with Mo Xuelian, and hurried to hug Xiaomi.I haven't seen him for two days, Xiaomi seems to be getting fatter, and he is shaking while hugging her.

Zhang Xiaomi didn't know that his uncle was teasing and mocking him in his heart, looking at the familiar people and smiling cheerfully, toothless.A silly and sweet image.

"Brother Song, bring a teacup here." With so many family members, Zhang Ruiwen only ordered Song Chaoyang.It's not that the relationship with his family has faded after getting married, but that he and Brother Song now vaguely have an indescribable tacit understanding and habit.

"Want to feed Xiaomi to drink spring water?" Look, Song Chaoyang handed over the teacup containing spiritual spring water after receiving the order.

"Hehe, I think Xiaomi wants to eat all day long. Give him some water to be smart and smart. He may be my successor to my great cause in the future." Zhang Xiaomi also patted his chubby little hands and looked at him happily. Uncle Liang and Uncle Song were whispering, not knowing what they were laughing at.

"Xiaowen, what is this?" The Zhang family is used to Zhang Ruiwen's brand dog food.Mrs. Zhang could only change the subject abruptly.

"Mother, I brought the spring water from Lingquan Temple..." Mrs. Zhang had just arrived, and Zhang Ruiwen once again showed off the miracle they played happily.

Mrs. Zhang: I was very moved at first, but the more I listened to it, I felt a little bit more unhappy.Sir, you are rude.Obviously his son is already in power, why can't he touch anyone all day long.

"Come on, Xiaomi, taste the sweetness or not." Song Zhaoyang looked at Zhang Ruiwen's endless hatred, and was quite helpless.Just divert attention.

"Gudu..." A spoonful of water was the feeling that Zhang Xiaomi drank fine nectar and jade dew.Instantly attracted everyone's attention.It's cute.

"Yeah..." Zhang Xiaomi was still waiting for the next bite, and started calling in his Mi's language before he could wait.This water was a bit sweet, and it was the best that Zhang Xiaomi drank in his lifetime (though less than a year).

Song Zhaoyang held back his laughter and fed him a few more mouthfuls before giving up.After being poor with everyone in the Zhang family for a while, the two returned home hand in hand.

"Father, this is the spiritual spring water we brought for you and your father. Drink it to protect your health." As soon as you get home, you start to please the elders, which is also obedient.

"Good boy...Xiaowen is really filial" Song Lai just took a bite. The water in the temple, fruits, pastries and peace charms are all his treasures.He hoped that the Bodhisattva would bless his family in peace.So I highly recommend these things.

"Dad, I'll go and see the corn seedlings first, and I'll come back later and say..." Zhang Ruiwen hurriedly went to see his "sons" after saying a few words.

"This child is in a hurry. Chaoyang, you go to accompany Xiaowen. It's almost dark. After eating vegetarian for two days, I will make something delicious for you tonight." Song Lai put away the couple's two gourds and hurriedly Urged my son to check it out.Song Chaoyang just didn't expect Zhang Ruiwen to run so fast, he was a bit ugly when he was chasing directly, now he got the order to chase Zhang Ruiwen quickly.

"Xiaowen, slow down. It's not too late." A helpless voice came from behind Zhang Ruiwen.

"Before it's dark, I'll take a second look....Eh? Brother Song, do you think it's a lot taller?" Zhang Ruiwen was quite excited about this new discovery.Wow……

"Well, I guess we will be able to eat tender corn in a few days." Song Zhaoyang only cared more about this matter.

"Tender corn?" Zhang Ruiwen tilted his head, he had the impression that the corn must be dried and ground into flour before eating.Besides, their Zhang family didn't eat cornmeal before, because the corn seedlings were a bit rough.Let me tell you here that the reason why Zhang Ruiwen chose to grow corn is mainly because corn is the best crop in his opinion. Of course, it is better for him to be safe for the first time.

"It's just that the corn hasn't fully matured..." Looking at Zhang Ruiwen's expression, he didn't understand.

"It's like eating an unripe apple, but it's a little bit astringent. The tender corn is so sweet..." Forgive Song Chaoyang, a vulgar person, but the example he gave was so unskilled.

"So, the tender corn is very delicious." When Xueba adds the attribute of foodie, his brain is even better. .Song Zhaoyang's strength deduces what it means to lift a rock and drop it on one's own foot.

In order to eat the tender corn faster, Zhang Ruiwen looked at the different corn babies every day, so he was stuck in the field.There is not much work on that one-third of an acre of land.But even if Zhang Ruiwen reads under the tree on the ground with two books, he still has to guard them.Seriously affected Song Chaoyang's evening welfare.

Song Chaoyang: Who wanted Xiaodoudou before?

Amid Song Chaoyang's resentment, Zhang Ruiwen finally kept the clouds open and saw the moon. The corn stalks and corn leaves had slowly turned dark green; there were corn cobs in thick clothes beside them, and Zhang Ruiwen would lightly touch them every day. Lift up a corner to see if the granules inside are full (Brother Song told him that the granules inside can be eaten after being filled); Zhang Ruiwen was doing routine work this day, but he did not expect that it would suddenly become full in just one night.My mind was full of corn on the cob and I ran home.

"Brother Song... Big..." He ran out of breath, seeing Song Zhaoyang about to go out, he was so anxious that he couldn't speak.

"What's the matter? Take your time," Song Zhaoyang asked worriedly.There was something obviously wrong with that expression.

"..." The more anxious he became, the less he could speak, so he could only drag Song Zhaoyang into the field.Song Chaoyang was confused and worried.What's scary in the field? (Zhang Ruiwen: That was an expression of excitement, not horror...)

"Is this... this... corn edible?" Song Zhaoyang began to eliminate the danger as soon as he came to the field, and when he was concentrating on the investigation, he heard a stroke of magic.

"Huh?" I was stunned, what the hell is this.

"Oh, let's take a look." Zhang Ruiwen knew that he was a little shy now, so he acted coquettishly to comfort him.

"Greedy ghost, scare me." Song Chaoyang flicked Zhang Ruiwen's nose, his words were full of pampering.

I randomly found a few corns and pinched them lightly with my hands.Still a little tender, but edible.Just pulled a few more than 10.Looking at Song Chaoyang's crisp and agile skills, Zhang Ruiwen's heart surged.I don't know if I was fascinated by my husband-in-law or thought of eating it happily.This is what he himself knows.

Song Chaoyang walked forward with the corn in his arms, and Zhang Ruiwen followed closely behind.If someone hadn't seen it, they would probably be killed by this scene.

"Dad, let's cook corn for lunch today." Song Zhaoyang handed the corn in his arms to Song Lai. “Make another tender tortilla”

"You can eat it so soon?" Song Lai was quite surprised. It is reasonable to say that it will be returned for a few days. It seems that Xiaowen's corn really did not embarrass him.After all, Xiaowen pampered them so much.

"It's ready to eat, dad, when will you make it?" Zhang Ruiwen asked quickly after following Song Chaoyang.The expression on the face is fast feeding me.

"Haha, I'm going to leave early, you and dad will eat at home. If it's delicious, go pick some more in the afternoon." Song Zhaoyang couldn't help being teased by Zhang Ruiwen.He also jokes every day that his little nephew is a foodie. According to him, Xiaomi's foodie attribute may be inherited from his uncle.

Song Lai looked at Xiao Wen like this and it was funny, so he hurriedly cooked a few corns, and prepared the rest to make tortillas for him to satisfy his cravings.

Song Lai first picked and washed the tender corn, grated it, and rubbed out the corn slurry to form a milky white liquid that was collected in the basin, which was gentle and delicate.There is still a faint fragrance of corn in the air.

Song Lai slowly mixed the flour into the corn syrup.I felt an eerie silence around me.Looking back, Zhang Ruiwen looked at him eagerly. "Xiaowen, go wash a carrot for dad, you can eat it in a while, little greedy cat"

"En..." Although Zhang Ruiwen was a little embarrassed, in order to be able to eat the food he had grown himself as soon as possible, he also worked hard.Immediately turned into a little housework expert, and immediately handed over two brightly washed carrots.