The fertile water of farming does not flow to outsiders' fields

The little scholar dawdled a few times, and finally stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his waist. He was dressed thickly in winter, and his hands couldn't close together, so he had to wrap them loosely, and muttered a few words in his mouth.

Xue Yinsong suddenly felt relieved, felt that the hard work of these months was not in vain, and Xiao Xiucai was probably the breadwinner of his family, which was really gratifying. Thinking of grabbing him and kissing him hard, he couldn't breathe.

Little Xiucai's hands were sore from being hugged, and he wanted to let go after hugging for a while, but he was caught in a circle, but practice makes perfect, he already knew how to respond, the two of you bite each other and get intoxicated, letting go into a place where no one exists land.

The few words Old Xue said just now were heard by the little scholar, and he felt a little uncomfortable. Although the truth should be taken back, it is a bit embarrassing to be caught by the scholar himself and discuss behind his back.

Father Xue felt a lump in his heart when he thought of this, and ordered the little widow to say: "Binghuan, go and see what they are doing, and if there is nothing wrong, call them to the backyard. I need help to make tofu here."

Bing Huan smiled and said, "Then I'll help out and tell them what to do."

"You can go if you tell me," Father Xue was a little impatient, "Don't you still want to make egg dumplings? You only made less than 10 this morning, so you have to be quicker. Today is the 29th of the twelfth lunar month. Eat food Everything has to be prepared today, and tomorrow I have to take a bath and change clothes to worship the ancestors."

After hearing this, Bing Huan agreed to go, but after walking for two steps, he turned back and said with a smile: "I'm an outsider, so it's not easy to talk, why don't we go together." Pull him into the front yard together.

As soon as the two of them stepped into the front yard, they saw two people standing at the door of the West Room, feeding their saliva. Father Xue turned blue and was about to speak, but was grabbed by the little widow and walked towards the back yard.

Father Xue had been pulled into the backyard before he let go of her hand and asked, "What are you doing?" The two of them went together, so naturally they both saw what happened just now, thinking of Father Xue's face Green: "Just now, just now..."

The little widow was very calm, and said with a natural face: "You didn't expect it, but it's actually not a big deal. I saw it in the county before, and I couldn't accept it at first. Later, I realized that they are just like men and women. It also has real feelings.”

Father Xue's face turned greener: "My son, my son..."

On the contrary, the little widow turned her face and said: "What you saw just now, you must forget everything! You are not allowed to mention it again, not a single word! Your son is old, he knows what he should do and what he should not do, I believe He will treat it correctly, you can't say that he can't accuse it, it's better to pretend it didn't happen."

The old man's forehead hurts: "You, you, you..."

The little widow laughed and said, "What's wrong with me? I'm helping you. You don't want something to happen to your son, right? Luckily I pulled you away just now. If I didn't pull you away, I don't know what you would say or do. Once you talk too hard, what should you do if your son doesn't understand and does something stupid, don't look at men who are taller than women, and when they are weak, they are even weaker than women!"

Father Xue's whole face could be regarded as green and green. He didn't expect to be enlightened by the little widow, and asked tentatively: "Does it make you uncomfortable? Don't you think it's unacceptable? You don't think they... "

The little widow interrupted him coldly and said: "I only know one thing, do you still want to miss your son? If you still want to recognize him, just pretend you don't know anything and everyone have a good New Year; if you don't want to I recognized him, so I went to pack up the burden, then jumped out and scolded him, and left with the burden after scolding. But I have to say first, I will not take you in until I get married, you yourself Let's figure it out!" As he spoke, he twisted his waist and turned around to make egg dumplings.

Father Xue froze in place for a long while, not because he couldn't accept it, but because the world was changing too fast, and he thought the little widow couldn't accept it, but finally found out that the world had evolved to the point where everyone could accept it, the most unacceptable It was him who knew his son's sexuality from the beginning.

After the kiss, Xue Yinsong took advantage of the meeting again, and then said in a low voice: "I can dig bamboo shoots today, do you want to dig?"

Little Xiucai looked curious: "Where to dig?" Xue Yinsong smiled mysteriously: "I'll call you later." Little Xiucai nodded and agreed: "Afternoon? Do you have anything else to do?"

Xue Yinsong waved him away: "I want to do things first, you can play by yourself, and I will call you when I am free later. By the way, don't tell others about this." Xiaoxiucai was puzzled, but nodded in agreement, feeling that digging bamboo shoots Keeping such a small matter as a secret is simply pretending to be mysterious.

The little widow was angry. After finishing the egg dumplings in the morning, she helped fry a large plate of Ermian Huang and left in the afternoon. Seeing that the New Year's Eve dinner was almost ready, Mr. Xue hurriedly washed out the rice and prepared dinner.

The Chinese New Year is approaching and the family food is going well. First, I made a simple Yipin pot, put farm sweet potato flour, egg dumplings, sliced ​​meat, corn, pickled fish, tofu, etc., and poured some chicken soup and stewed it until it was bubbling.The side dishes are cooked with fried two-faced yellow and put some soy sauce and braised in soy sauce. These two dishes are not usually made, and the family is very happy to eat around the table at night.

When going to bed at night, Xiao Xiucai took the initiative to push Changhui to the father's side: "Go to sleep in Grandpa Xue's bed. Daddy will sleep with the fox at night. The fox is too fierce to bite you."

Changhui naturally refused, and had to fake cry for a while, but the number of fake crying was too many, even if he really shed a big stream of tears, Xiao Xiucai would not let go.Pei Changhui was devastated for the first time. While scolding his father for being a bad person, he went to flatter Mr. Xue by pinching his arms and beating his legs without looking back.

Stuffing the fox into the quilt, Xue Yinsong threw the old cotton coat into the corner of the room and turned on the charcoal fire.Little Xiucai was a little scared, and it took him a long time to get up the courage to sleep under the quilt. Unexpectedly, the foxes were also frightened, and they all ran out of the quilt and ran around the room.

Xue Yinsong saw that this was not good, thought for a while, went to the utility room to find a bamboo basket with a cover, spread it with old cotton clothes, put the four foxes in it, and moved it closer to the charcoal fire.

Father Xue reminded: "You have to get up in the middle of the night to add some carbon, otherwise it will be cold in the middle of the night, so freeze them carefully." Xue Yinsong nodded, and several people talked again before falling asleep.

In the middle of the night, probably after the third watch, when the whole village was sleeping, Xue Yinsong woke up and gently pushed Xiao Xiucai to wake him up and said in a low voice, "Do you want to dig bamboo shoots?"

The little scholar was taken aback: "Now?"

Xue Yinsong nodded, and the two of them put on their clothes and went to the backyard to get a shovel and a basket.

In the silent night, the door creaked open, and the little scholar finally had an epiphany: "You mean we're going to steal bamboo shoots?" Xue Yinsong frowned: "What are you stealing? It's really ugly. Does the law of the Celestial Dynasty still stipulate that bamboo shoots should be stolen?" Why don't we dig bamboo shoots in the middle of the night?"

"Then why do you have to go at night?" Little Xiucai asked, "Even if it's not stolen in the middle of the night, it will be mistaken for stealing."

Xue Yinsong didn't bother to explain, turned around and locked the door and led him to the bamboo forest at the head of the village quietly.The bamboo in this area is moso bamboo. Although the bamboo shoots are big, they are not delicate.Based on experience, Xue Yinsong found a few bamboo shoots to mark, and selected the ones that felt the best to start digging.

Xiao Xiucai hung the lantern aside, and after the bamboo shoots were dug out, they peeled off the old skins on the spot, and then buried them back to level the ground.

In this winter, the ground is covered with frost, and the soil is very frozen. Xue Yinsong took his old life to dig two large ones and one small one. Looking at the sky, it will be dawn in two hours at most, and he thought that he would not be able to dig more in time today. up.

Seeing a flash of black shadows by the bamboo forest, Father Xue rushed over and said in a low voice, "Well, you two little bastards, you dare to steal bamboo shoots in the middle of the night."

Xue Yinsong grinned: "I'm so tired from digging, can you give me two?" Father Xue hurriedly grabbed the shovel and began to dig, while digging, he didn't forget to complain: "Why don't you come sooner? I won't be able to dig in the middle of the night. A few, when I went to the toilet in the middle of the night and saw your beds were empty, I thought you must have come to steal bamboo shoots."

The bamboo grove at the head of the village is public property, and private excavation is not allowed. If you want to dig it, you have to take the lead, and the whole village has to share it after digging.There are more than 200 households in Chenjia Village, and there are not enough bamboos in the bamboo forest for the villagers to cut and use, because digging bamboo shoots has always been prohibited.

Little Xiucai felt it was very exciting. On the one hand, he was so excited that he pricked up his ears to listen to the movement, and on the other hand, he secreted a large amount of adrenaline hormone and quickly peeled off the skin of the bamboo shoots and filled them with soil.

Father Xue is also very experienced. The few big bamboo shoots he dug later were as long as arms. Seeing that the basket was full, Xue Yinsong hurriedly carried it home, put it on his back and folded it back again: "Father, hurry up!" , I heard a rooster crowing in the distance, although the light is late in winter, I also beware of some people getting up early, after all, today is thirty."

Xue Yinsong nodded, threw the shovel to his son and said, "You take over and dig a few shovels. I'll go and see if there are any good bamboo shoots. We don't have much time now. Let's just ask for good ones, or else the old bamboo shoots will be gone too." You have to throw half of it away." Xue Yinsong hurriedly picked up the shovel and continued working, while urging the little scholar to quickly peel the shovel and fill it with soil.

The three of them worked hard for most of the night, went back and forth twice to get three baskets of bamboo shoots, and then filled the hole and stepped on it. Then Shi Shiran finished work and went home. As soon as he entered the house, he heard a rooster crowing three times in the distance.

Father Xue washed his hands and feet in satisfaction and went to bed, but Xue Yinsong couldn't sleep. He went to the stove and boiled a large pot of water, peeled and washed the bamboo shoots one by one carefully, cut them into sections, boiled them in water and soaked them in salt water. .Cut off the tenderest tip and tear it into thin strips, put it in the kimchi jar, and you can eat stewed duck with sour bamboo shoots in a few days.

The little widow knocked on the door early in the morning, and saw that the three of them were depressed. She was a little strange: "What's wrong with you? Could it be that the quilt is too thin at night, and you are freezing?" Father Xue said vaguely: "The charcoal fire went out at night, and it was so cold in the middle of the night. I was sick, and I didn't bother to get up to light the fire, so I didn't sleep well all night."

The little widow was sympathizing with them and wanted them to go to bed again, when she suddenly saw the rabbit in the backyard eating the old bamboo shoots, she immediately turned around and grabbed Old Xue's arm and asked sharply: "Your charcoal fire is so wicked, it can still burn To the rabbit's nest, where did it come from? Tell me!"