Across the Far Mountain Tea Farmers

Eyelids are heavy.

Xiong Da never knew that it takes so much effort just to open his eyes.There is no place in the whole body that does not hurt, but it is good to have pain.The pain means he is still alive.

After getting used to the painful feeling, he gradually felt warm.Unlike the kind of cold that gradually penetrated into the bones, there was warmth all over the body.

saved.

He pulled the corner of his mouth slightly, even though he found that he could hardly control his expression, he couldn't stop his joy at all.It was only at this time that the eyesight slowly recovered. The familiar roof and familiar furnishings were their home.

It's just that there is no one around, where is the daughter-in-law?

He seemed to hear his wife's voice in a daze, why is she not here now?

Wen is making egg dumplings.Add oil to the soup spoon, half a spoonful of beaten egg liquid, put the spoon on the stove in the air, circle around, the egg liquid inside will be evenly spread on the soup spoon, put a spoonful of meat filling in it, and the egg Gently press the sides of the skin with chopsticks, and a tender yellow egg dumpling is placed on the side plate.

The same egg dumplings have been made several times.From the scattered scorched black at the beginning to the excellent appearance now, a lot of materials were wasted in the middle.

This year, because of the snowstorm and the arrival of Xirong people, the whole village did not have a good New Year.Wen Lun stayed by Xiong Da's side for three days, but couldn't hold it anymore, so he started looking for work.Wen Lun is also No. 1 for making egg dumplings to stabilize the mood.

The sound of melting water in the distance became more and more clear, changing from a tick to a trickle.

Then, someone coughed.

A broken, weak, suppressed cough, as if trying to squeeze the last bit of air out of the lungs.

Snapped!

The soup spoon fell to the ground, and Chef Ke and others beside him had no time to rescue him, and Wen Lun had disappeared without a trace.

"Little raccoon!" Wen Lun thought he had called out, but in fact he just moved his lips slightly, staring at the man on the bed whose face was still bruised and purple with red eyes.

When Xiong Da saw his daughter-in-law who had almost kicked open the door and came in, her cough was suppressed in her chest, and it took a long time before she coughed earth-shatteringly.

Wen Lun strode over, and slowly comforted Xiong Dashun, scooped a glass of water from the warming stew pot on the side of the rice nest, carefully moistened his dry lips, but didn't let him drink more.

Xiong Da blinked, and after Wen Lun put the cup away, he put his finger over it, and was scolded by his wife.

"Don't move around!" I didn't even look at how my whole body was broken when I was rescued. I don't know how many bones were broken. Fortunately, my head and neck were not broken.

When Wen Lun recalled the situation at that time, he was afraid for a while.

Xiong Da continued to blink and look at his wife.My throat hurts and I can't speak.

So Wen Lun saw the sick man with bandages from head to toe and many splints on his body, and winked at him... It was a bit horrible.

Wen Lun couldn't help but hooked the corners of his mouth.

There was also a smile in Xiong Da's eyes, lingeringly entangled with Wen Lun's gaze.

Wen Lun leaned over and kissed Xiong Da's eyes: "Good boy, have a good rest."

Sleep is a self-protection mechanism, and people can better repair their trauma during sleep.

Xiong Da woke up, relieved to see his daughter-in-law, and closed his eyes slightly: "Come with me."

Wen Lun watched for a few days, and saw that Xiong Da woke up, put down the heavy stone on his chest, staggered a little, barely climbed onto the kang, and fell asleep almost instantly.He has been holding on for the past few days, and now he can't hold on anymore.

Xiong Da exhausted all his strength to move towards his wife, and when he finally posted it, he broke out in a cold sweat.

The two fell asleep quickly.

Cuilian came in quietly once, covered her with a quilt, and then retreated.

Wen Lun slept for a day and a night, during which Xiong Da woke up several times, but he didn't wake him up.

Eunuch Cai told Xiong Da about the follow-up: "No one thought that you were hiding in that cave. If it weren't for Mrs. Xiong, who would have found you?"

The cave where Xiongda was found is the cave leading to the ancient tea tree.At that time, after Xiong Da was dragged into the avalanche, he fell from the cliff. Fortunately, there was an ancient tea tree below to catch him, which somewhat acted as a buffer.He also insisted on climbing into the cave.The temperature in that place was higher than outside, and there was water, so it lasted for nearly three days.

Xiong Da couldn't hide his smile.He has always been the one who takes care of and protects his wife, and never thought that his wife can also protect and take care of him.In the relationship between the two of them, he had always had a somewhat wandering heart, and it fell to the ground.

Wen Lun treated him the same as he treated Wen Lun.

To make up for the New Year, or welcome the Spring Festival, or anything else, under the premise of the rest of the life after the catastrophe, everyone has put in 12 points of thought, and the preparation work is extremely cumbersome.

The egg dumplings made by Wen Lun are just the same, and there are all kinds of chicken, duck and fish meat, even the mushrooms grown by Mr. Xiaoqian and the others.

While decorating with lanterns and festoons, every household also has to take care of many sick patients, plus prevent landslides and other work.

The village head also took people to the neighboring villages, explaining the content of natural disaster prevention and emergency plans sorted out by Yao Qing, village by village.If there are mountain people who need help, they sometimes bring them back to the village.

Several villages near Dacha Village, after adopting the suggestion of the head of Dacha Village, their lives are getting better, and they are doing what they can within their spare capacity.

Don't look at such trivial things as helping hands, the village chief and Yao Qing obviously breathed a sigh of relief.

Then the snow melted and the mountains opened.

In the case of sufficient prevention work, basically nothing happened on the mountain.Even if several homes were hit by the disaster, no personal injury or death occurred.Now a little property loss on the mountain will not kill people.

After the village head of Dacha Village found out, he silently glanced at Yao Qing beside him.The village head can vividly remember the role this little gentleman played in the disaster relief process.

Reading is really useful.The village chief secretly thought, maybe the children in the village should learn more, not only to the extent of knowing a few words, but not to learn, but also to be able to fight with Mr. Xiao in the future?Well, adults should also learn, all learn!Who said that we can't produce learned people in the mountains!Isn't the tea house built?Mr. Wen said that the school will be opened.When the time comes, please invite a teacher, please invite two teachers, one to teach adults and one to teach children.There is no need for the Xiong family to pay for it, they pay for the beam repairs, and they can afford a little money for beam repairs.

Everyone in the village is practicing martial arts with the Xiong family!Maybe there will be a general in the future!Everyone has seen the battle this time, there are many men from the Xiong family who come and go.

The village head thought a little far, and turned his steps to go to Xiong's house to talk about asking Mr.

"Where are you going? Don't you know the family?" The village head's wife called to stop the village head with raised eyebrows. "I've been busy in the past, and I don't care about you. Now that I'm done with work, I still go out for a walk because I want to take a walk." Where are you going? Roll out dumpling wrappers for my old lady!"

The village chief's face twitched.Adults should read more!When he earns more money, the family will hire two helpers, and let his wife read books at home every day.dumpling skin?Of course, there is no need to roll the dumpling skin by yourself.They are also getting old and enjoying themselves.

The village head bumped up to his wife: "The mountain has opened. Tomorrow I will go down the mountain to cut cloth."

The village chief's wife didn't appreciate it: "When spring starts, it will cost a lot. What kind of cloth should I cut?"

"Isn't this happy! One person in our family cuts two...one body. This year we also bought some mountain land, and we dug out a variety of tea trees together."

"Well, ask other people if they want to buy land? How about concentrating on one hilltop and overturning the land on a hilltop together, it will be convenient to organize..."

Wen Lun listened to the discussion between the village chief and his wife, and removed the bandage on the little raccoon's forehead, revealing a pink scar underneath: "It's recovering well."

Xiong Da gently clasped his wife's wrist: "Daughter-in-law?"

Wen Lun looked down at him: "Huh?"

"I was... When you found me... Did I already..."

Wen Lun patted his forehead lightly, and wrote lightly: "At that time, you were covered in pitch black, and we took turns to carry you out. Fortunately, the old doctor Hua went up the mountain, otherwise you would not be able to save you."

Xiong Da followed Wen Lun's movements and rubbed his head against his palm: "Daughter-in-law, thank you."

It took Wen Lun a long time before he replied in a low voice: "Yes."

Xiong Da recovered quickly, and there was nothing else going on in the village.So the bustling preparations began to celebrate the festival.

When the prince and his party arrived, they were surprised by the lively scene in the village: "What are you doing now? Why is it so lively?"

Song Lin has already recovered, except that one arm is still hanging, and his spirit has fully recovered, so he introduced all kinds of Dacha Village to the prince.

The prince came in ordinary clothes, he didn't put on any posture, and he looked familiar with Song Lin again.The people in the village saw it and regarded it as the noble son of the capital who came to play.

After Yao Qing was busy with his business, he was classified into the children's side again, and was assigned to take care of the children. He took up the airs of a primary school teacher and chased a group of brats in the village every day.

Song Lin saw it, pointed at Yao Qing and said, "That's Yao Qing."

Yao Qing noticed Song Lin and the crown prince and his party. He only had to look at Song Lin's appearance, and after a little deduction, he knew that the one next to him should be the current crown prince. He didn't care about the group of brats. He straightened his clothes and walked forward. Saluted in a low voice: "Yao Qing pays homage to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

His Royal Highness looked at the child who only reached his chest, and when he bent down it almost turned into a ball, and he couldn't help blurting out: "It's only that small! Cough, excuse me."

That!what!Man!point!

The child who was facing the ground pinched a pinch of teeth, and looked up respectfully when he raised his head.Prince?Good, he made a note!It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge in three years!

The prince intuitively felt a chill behind his back.

Song Lin, who knew a little about Yao Qing, followed behind and touched his nose.

Wen Lun, who was sitting at home, whispered what he heard to Xiong Da.

Cuilian came in with a tray, and placed dishes one after another on the table, with a large pot of family portraits in the middle.The egg dumplings made by Wen Lun are neatly stacked one by one. On the side are slices of winter bamboo shoots, ham, smoked fish, and chicken that Chef Ke has cut. They circle around in circles, and the colors are shaded and alternated to form a small mountain bun.

Wen Lun ordered: "Is there any more food? Set up another table."

During the holidays, there is always a lot of food prepared.It's not a problem to set up an extra table.

Well, when a distinguished guest arrives and dares to say that Yao Qing is short, he has to let him know how expensive things are on the mountain!