[Waiting for the end of the world] Dongli chrysanthemum

◆Remember those familiar scenes.The hairball is back. ◆

The autumn harvest was in full swing, and Tao Chunsheng came back with his wife and children in a state of embarrassment. They hadn't seen each other for more than half a year. His formerly fat figure had lost weight, but he still held his head high.His wife was two or three years younger than him, and she had just the right charm. Although her clothes were a little messy after traveling through mountains and rivers, she still made people shine.Such bright women are rare in the village.

This is also a woman who knows how to judge the situation. Within two days after she came back, Tao Chunsheng and Tao Chunsheng came to the door with their children and brought their things. They didn't mention the previous conflict between the two families. and left.

Eleven turned up the soil with a hoe, and Yan Changnian picked up the sweet potatoes in the back. Most of the sweet potatoes were wrapped in dried mud, which could only be found by breaking the mud.Perhaps it was too dry, and the size of the sweet potatoes was more than half smaller than before, but there were exceptions, and the sweet potatoes in the fields of several families grew bigger than the sea bowl.

People in the village call the rough-quality rice bowls fired by small kilns in the past called Haiwan.

Sweet potatoes as big as a bowl were rare even in the past. Villagers went to see them and wondered if they could eat them. The owner tested them with silver jewelry and found that they were not poisonous. He chopped them up and boiled them and fed them to the dog. Open, as long as you can eat.The abnormally growing sweet potatoes should have been mutated due to radiation, so they should be saved for planting next season.

Adjacent to their land is the sweet potato field of the second aunt's house. The second aunt didn't come out today. Tao Chunsheng and his wife brought their five or six-year-old children to harvest sweet potatoes with Tao Qiusheng. The more tired you are, the less lazy you are to talk.

The child hid under the shade of a tree, perhaps because he was not used to being in a strange place. There are no wide streets and tall buildings in the city here. The child was listless for the first few days after he came back, but now his spirit is finally better. He took a branch and poked ants on the ground to play.

A ridge of the sweet potato field was turned over, and gradually moved closer to Tao Chunsheng and the others, and it would be over after one or two more ridges.

Tao Chunsheng has not done farming for a long time, and he is not very skilled in using a hoe. When the hoe went down, mud splashed, and Yan Changnian, who was squatting on the ground, was beaten all over the face. Tao Chunsheng's wife apologized quickly, and Yan Changnian patted it with his hands. I didn't pat it clean, and mud clods got in, so I took off the turban and shook it.

The child got tired of playing with ants, and came to act like a baby with his mother, and suddenly saw Yan Changnian's face, and immediately cried out: "Ah! You are so ugly!"

Tao Chunsheng and his wife were also taken aback. Yan Changnian put the turban around again, and the child kept yelling, "Ugly! Ugh..."

Tao Chunsheng's wife was embarrassed and apologized quickly.

Neither Eleven nor Yan Changnian made a sound. After collecting the sweet potatoes, they picked up the hoe and picked up the bamboo basket and left. After walking a long distance, they could still hear Tao Chunsheng's wife coaxing the child: "Don't cry..."

Eleven took Yan Changnian's hand in a place where no one was around.

Yan Changnian glanced at him sideways: "I'm fine."

Eleven fingers pressed hard, maybe Yan Changnian was really fine, but he felt uncomfortable: "When the autumn harvest is over, we will go out to find medicinal materials. No matter how difficult it is, we will find them!"

He said resolutely: "During this period of time, you have devoted yourself to cultivating in the Dongli space. There is plenty of spiritual energy there, which is good for your injuries..."

Yan Changnian said, "But I want to be with you." Only when he saw him did he feel at ease.

Ever since he made his family think that he owns the "Sumi Realm", Eleven often brings some melons, vegetables and fruits back home. There is no need to worry about food, but the whole family was born in Yunyin Village and headed by Yuyunyin Village. It is impossible to leave here without desire or desire, and continuing to grow food is just a way to cover people's eyes and ears.

"Haven't I been with you all the time?" Eleven said.

Yan Changnian bowed his head and did not speak, the two walked for a while, Eleven pulled off his hood, leaned over and kissed him: "Okay, don't keep your head down. It's really different from you before."

Pour the sweet potatoes into the cellar and spread them out to dry, Eleven suddenly said, "Let me make dumplings for you, your favorite mutton and carrot stuffed dumplings."

The fresh mutton has been eaten, and the sheep must be slaughtered to make mutton dumplings. The cattle and sheep raised outside are gradually transferred to the Dongli space. Now there are only two cows and seven or eight sheep left in the cattle and sheep pen, and the rest are in Dongli. within the fenced space.Although the big sheep were occasionally slaughtered, some ewes gave birth to lambs one after another, and the number of sheep increased instead of decreasing.

Eleven Yujian flew to the valley and caught a ram that looked very fat. He killed the sheep simply and directly. The flying sword directly took the neck of the sheep, and cut off the head of the sheep with one sword.When peeling the skin, he shouted: "A Nian, you knead the dough, there are many people, dig out seven or eight catties of flour, put eggs and salt in the water, mix well, and then use it to knead the dough, remember?"

"I haven't forgotten." Yan Changnian replied, he took out a large basin and kneaded the dough skillfully.

"In the past, you rolled the skin and stuffed the dumplings. You taught me how to make dumplings, but I make them better than yours. This means that green is better than blue! You are still not convinced, you have to compare with me , In the end, it was all messed up, and even some weird shapes were pinched out, and I asked you to empty the trash can..."

Eleven cut a large piece of mutton, threw the mutton into the air, pulled out the knife and swiped it dazzlingly, the mutton turned into foam and piled up in the stainless steel seasoning basin.Put pepper water into the mutton and stir well.He said: "When chopping mutton, adding pepper water can remove the smell of mutton. This is what you told me."

The carrots were still planted in the ground, and he pinched out the magic formula with both hands, the carrots flew up from the ground, and the roots of the leaves were all detached and turned into bare roots in a blink of an eye, the leaves flew into the chicken and duck pens, and the carrot roots flew into the stream After rolling a few times in the middle, the dust-eliminating technique was used, and it was immediately clean.

Carrots should also be cut into pieces and blanched first, then cut into pieces after blanching.

Chop green onion and ginger, add cooking wine, light soy sauce, soy sauce, pepper and minced ginger to the mutton, stir; add carrots and minced green onion, stir again, finally add peanut oil, sesame oil, salt and chicken essence to taste, stir well, dumpling stuffing It's ready.

The dough has also been kneaded many times, and it is moderately soft and hard, with strong somersaults.

Yan Changnian watched Eleven make a large bowl of dumpling stuffing, took out the board and rolling pin from the cupboard and put them on the cooking table, looked up and said to him, "Okay, let's start!"

Eleven, who did all this, was gentle and quiet, even looking up at himself at this moment, his expression was very soft, as if this kind of scene had been experienced countless times, and it was indeed the case.

Yan Changnian picked up the rolling pin: "Aside from dumplings, what else have I made, buns? Hanamaki? Birds? Or you and me?"

Eleven was helping him to flatten the pill, and the movements of his hands gradually stopped: "Do you remember?"

"Just a little... I'm sorry." Yan Changnian said.

Eleven was a little excited: "A little bit is fine! You must remember what I said! God really cares for us..."

With flour in both hands, he rushed over, hugged Yan Changnian and kneaded it well, rubbing a lot of flour on Yan Changnian's clothes.

While skillfully wrapping dumplings with thin skins and big stuffing, Eleven said: "It seems that I should take you to the places we have been to - in familiar scenes, doing some familiar things will help restore memory .After eating the dumplings in a while, let's go!"

I made hundreds of dumplings, and I couldn't cook them all in one pot. I scored several times. The first pot was out of the pot. Eleven scratched several of them with a plate. I picked one up with chopsticks and tasted it. Pick up a complete one and send it to Yan Changnian's mouth: "Do you like it?"

The dumplings are almost air-dried, right next to their mouths. They seldom do intimate things. The main reason is that Yan Changnian lost his memory. He was afraid of embarrassment on the [-]th. Just now, a kiss on the face on the way back from the sweet potato field was the most intimate thing. Before that, at most it was a hug.

With anticipation and a little nervousness in Eleven's eyes, Yan Changnian hesitated, opened his mouth and ate the dumplings.

"Is it tasty?"

"It's delicious, I like it." Yan Changnian ate the dumplings, and before he could say something, there was a flutter of chaos outside the house, and a black shadow rushed into the kitchen.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu whom I haven't seen for a long time climbed up to Eleventh's shoulders and whispered affectionately.

"You little villain!" Surprised by Eleven, he hugged the hairball in his arms and ravaged it vigorously, "Where did you hide? Tell me! Let alone plucking your hair!" Yan whimpered in protest.Eleven made a gesture to pluck the hair, but Mao Tuan's limbs kept pushing away his hand.

One person and one cat cuddled in a ball. After playing enough on Eleven, he raised one paw of the ball and said, "Come on, say hello to Ah Nian! You are all back!"

Mao Tuan occupied Eleven's shoulders again, looking at Yan Changnian quietly.

After the dumplings are cooked in a pot, they will be sent to the cellar. The mutton stuffed dumplings are delicious when they are hot.

As soon as they saw the hairball, Qiuqiu and Xiaomei rushed towards it at the same time.

"Hairball!"

"Miss us to death!"

The last pot of dumplings was delivered to Ning An and the others.Daqiang initially took on another task after the shelter project was completed, transporting the national grain reserve to the shelter. At first, he used a car to transport it. After the car failed to start, he had to use manpower to pull the cart and carry it on his shoulders. At that time, the society was already a little chaotic, people kept stopping people asking for food, and the superiors issued death orders: the food cannot be thrown away, and people cannot be beaten!

Many comrades were injured in the conflict, but they couldn't hurt others. Those thugs decided on this point and became more and more rampant. It wasn't until some comrades died unexpectedly in the conflict that the superior ordered again: "A limited counterattack."

The previously negotiated remuneration is exchanged for food stamps, which can be taken away at one time, or temporarily stored in a shelter, but a certain storage fee will be charged. Daqiang is anxious to find Ning'an, and there is no place to store it, so he goes with the food stamps. After inquiring about Ning An's whereabouts, no one could be found anywhere, Daqiang hurt a colonel in a fit of rage, and was wanted. Fortunately, communication was already very inconvenient at that time, and almost no one looked for him after leaving that area.

Daqiang returned to Province H, but unfortunately Ning An was not there, so he could only run around aimlessly.He was looking for Ning An, and Ning An was also looking for him. The two missed each other many times, and finally met before meeting Yan Changnian.

There is no name on the food stamp, anyone can get it, [-] catties of grain, calculated at the current value, is indeed a lot.The shelter built by Daqiang and Yan Xujin is not in the same place, but it is said that the food stamps are universal. Daqiang jokingly said: “Aren’t Brother Yan’s parents in the shelter? I will exchange food stamps with you. For food, how about you give the food stamps to Brother Yan's parents?"

During this period of time, they often go hunting in the mountains, exchanging their prey and villagers for some food, and never eat for nothing.

What's wrong?Now Yanxu is also buying food in the refuge, agreeing to Daqiang's request, which is convenient for both himself and others.