[Yuanshen] After full favorability, the dimension wall is broken

Xiangling Invites the Chapter of Cooking Dreams

The third is cooking in a blaze of fire, melting the ice and remembering this time together

Looking up from the villages and towns at the foot of the mountain, the sky of Yipen Mountain is far away and quiet, as if yesterday's strong wind was just a dream, but the cold is real.

The scale of Yipen Village is not large. Every house has a small yard, separated by stone walls.The house you chose is the same, it has one more tree than the other houses, which is not as tall as half the height.It's just that the leaves fell off in winter, leaving only an empty trunk, and it's hard to tell what kind of tree it was.

"It's so cold, so cold..." Xiangling folded her arms and stomped her feet, and put the camera equipment at the door, "Traveler, do you think it's like this?"

"It's okay, just keep it from falling over." After checking it, you stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"Come on!"

A childish voice answered the door.

As the door creaked open, a pair of black round eyes poked out.

"Sister, who are you looking for?" The child's accent is in the local dialect, but fortunately, you can still understand it.He is not afraid of people at all, after you explain the reason, he shouted at the top of his voice, "Grandpa—a TV station wants to come over!"

"..." So, kid, you still only saw the camera, right? !Also, don't think it's a TV station when you see the camera! Damn it!

A thin old man came out wrapped in thick clothes, his wrinkled face looked at you for a moment with cloudy eyes.

"You are here..." The old man's voice was a little hoarse, but there didn't seem to be any malice or resistance.

"Mr., we are the team responsible for the research in the Yipenshan area of ​​the "Entering the Rural Revitalization" series of projects. We would like to interview you about the changes in the current living situation and how it is different from the original life..." You cleared your throat and put The lines memorized before were said again.

"What?"

The old man was more straightforward than the child, and he expressed his doubts in one word aloud.

"...Huh?" You were also dumbfounded.

"Oh, traveler, let me do it!" Xiangling tightened her backpack with rice crackers, and ran to the old man with a smile, "Grandpa, we just want to ask how you are doing now?"

The child jumped behind: "I am very happy! I am very happy!"

Xiangling: "...Huh?"

Although Xiangling didn't know the gist of this interview, the old man and you both understood. After looking at each other for a few seconds, you both burst out laughing, and the originally stiff atmosphere flowed again.

You quickly took advantage of this opportunity to learn Xiangling's way of speaking, removed all the "official words" that you had memorized, and directly expressed your intentions.

"Oh, that means!" The old man clapped his hands, "Yes, yes. My wife, I, and this child are the only ones at home. Come in and talk about it. It's cold outside—but when you first talked about it, my daughter, I was a word." I didn't understand it either."

"..." You scratched your head in embarrassment.

When entering, Xiangling snickered and touched you: "Traveler, do you know how I kept in touch with the locals when I went out to look for ingredients?"

To be honest, you do feel a little nervous about the upcoming interview.Although the dialect here is not so different from the Mandarin you use that you can't understand it at all, but judging from the experience just now...

"The answer is very simple, that is—" Xiangling mysteriously stuck to your ear, and whispered with a smile, ""Do as the Romans do"! "

"Eh?"

"It's very simple to express it in a way that others can understand!" Xiangling shrugged, "Just like different ingredients grow in different places and the way of picking them is different; The taste is different, and the dishes you like to eat are also different. If you want to really communicate with a person, you must first think about it from his perspective!"

You scratched your head distressedly: "That's the truth... But if you really want to interview impromptu and adapt to the situation..."

Xiangling patted you on the shoulder, with a bright and bright smile: "Then start by treating each other as friends! Hmm... How do you say that sentence..." All are brothers in the world, where in life do we not meet "Well, hehe. "

You want to say something more, but Xiangling just raised his hand and put his palms together in front of his forehead: "Oh, forget it, I'm not good at these things, so you go in and try it! I'll get you the equipment!"

The old man's place is not big, but it is surprisingly clean.Some of the old furnishings are exposed and some are covered with cloth.A few chickens flapped their wings and clucked past you, as if they were studying whether a grain of rice had fallen from the ground.

"Oh, it's cold, not only people are lazy, these chickens, ducks, and the like are too lazy to go out!" The old man touched the big black dog at the door with a smile and stood up and bared his teeth, "Go, go , don’t yell, it’s not enough for you to be tired.”

Last year's Spring Festival couplets and blessings were pasted on the door, and the child seemed to have gone to another room.The radio on the table was buzzing with news. The whole room didn't look too big or very new, but it wasn't quite what you imagined.

Before you came in, you thought it was the kind of countryside in the old photos.But in fact, it seems to be a normal Chinese house with a little older style.There are not many decorations, and from the perspective of your industry, there is no "fashionable design sense" that is remarkable, but it always gives people a very warm feeling.

"Hey, Yaya, pour a glass of water for the guest!" The old man shouted into the back room.

"Grandpa, I told you not to call me Ya Ya, my name is Wang Bohan!" The child's voice came faintly from the back room.After a while, he stacked three cups together and held it in his left hand, and skillfully held a kettle in his right hand, "Here comes the water!"

"Okay, you want to ask about the past and the present?" The old man took a sip of water, frowned, and looked a little confused, "Although the changes are not small, but let me say it so directly..."

"Grandpa, just tell us about the past!" Xiangling opened the backpack to let the rice cakes out, and said with a smile while turning her head.

"There were a lot of things in the past..."

"Then tell me..." Before you could react, Xiangling had poured all the water skillfully, "Let's talk about the meal that time! Hehe, I'm still the most familiar with this!"

You: "..." As expected of Xiangling.

However, as soon as the old man had this topic, he gradually remembered: "I have a little impression, it was in 58, and I remember a little bit... If you are a family member, you can bring a pot and go to the production team. Use one pot to cook rice. See how many people there are, and each person will have a scoop."

"Corn grits are not too thin or too thick. They are filled with sun-dried white radishes and boiled in the pot. This is the kind of rice they eat." His eyes were a little out of focus, as if he had fallen into a memory of the past, " How hungry were people at that time? At that time, I was still young, and I gnawed on the steamed bun towel; the steamed bun was covered with a cage cloth, and when the cage cloth was opened, there were many buns on the bottom of the cage cloth, and the steamed bun was not exposed. Well, when I was a child, I just gnawed on that and thought it was very sweet..."

"It's much better now. A few years ago, many young people came here." The old man patted the table, cheerfully, "Now the situation is better, and the house has been changed." He dragged you to the window and pointed Looking at the big mountain in the distance, "We used to live there. Later, Secretary Tan brought a group of boys and girls and came down."

"It used to be something that couldn't survive on the mountain." The old man sat back on the chair, and his cloudy eyes seemed to clear up again. "Then it was moved down, and it was much better. It didn't move too far. It was also after the Secretary Tan discussed with us. Yes. You can do anything here, you can sell chicken or rice. However, we mainly make tomatoes here, just make tomato sauce and build a factory.”

"In the past, we were the only old bones left in this village. There is no other way, we have to go out!" The old man coughed twice and took a sip of water, "To be honest, I watched the children go, even though I was alone It's a bit boring, but I still support it. But I never thought about it, why don't I go out by myself?"

His eyes slowly slid across the awards on the wall, as if he was old and stunned for a while, and he seemed to be thinking about something. After a few seconds, he slowly said: "The ancestors took root on the mountain in the past to avoid Chaos. Now is the prosperous age, we should come down."

You froze for a moment, and then immediately reacted to check the camera—fortunately, all the passage just now was recorded.

You want to record the mood you feel at this moment into material and convey it to everyone.

"Grandpa—what's for lunch——" the child shouted from the room.

"It's still the same few dishes!" The old man replied, and looked at you cheerfully, "Girls, the superiors helped us live so well, and I also know that you came to shoot this to make our lives better and to make our lives more healthy." Many people live better, so don’t be polite to me, have a meal with me at noon, and I’ll take you to find other people in the afternoon. I’ll take you with me, and you’ll be better off.”

Before you could speak, Yaya—ah, no, the kid Wang Bohan ran out, pouted: "Grandpa, why are those dishes again? I eat these dishes every day after I come back from school! The small dining table in the school And change the dishes!"

The old man rubbed Yaya's head and sighed helplessly, and then began to say: "Didn't you listen to what I just told these two sisters, ouch, the days before were bitter, even eating bark..."

"Okay, okay, grandpa, stop talking..."

You wiped your sweat silently, thinking of the "reserved program" that your grandparents always perform at a table every year after returning home during the Spring Festival—reminiscing about bitterness and thinking about sweetness, a little nostalgic, a little funny, and feeling a little familiar and helpless.

"Grandpa!" Xiangling stood up with bright eyes, "If that's the case, let me cook this meal for you!"

"Ah?" The old man was taken aback, "Girl, you..."

"Don't look at me...uh, I'm a little younger! Our family is a small restaurant, and I often help my father cook!" Xiangling shook her arms, full of fighting spirit.

"Lu!"

You saw the bag with the crispy rice move for a moment, and then it was quiet again.

...So, Guoba still thinks that if he is discovered, he will be made into a meat bun, right?

"Girl, I'm not talking about that," the old man laughed, "No matter how you say it, our place is not as good as in the city. Most of the ingredients are wild vegetables and peppers made by ourselves..."

"There should be no distinction between high and low food!" If it is an old-fashioned comic, it is estimated that the words "hot blood!!" should have appeared on Xiangling's head at this time, "Don't worry, Grandpa, no matter what kind of ingredients you use, I Make super delicious dishes!"

Although Xiangling was in a hurry all the way, she still asked everyone's opinions carefully.

Ya Ya: "I want to eat that kind of dish that makes people... um... that is, makes people feel "pop!"! "

You: "..." What kind of description is this, normally you shouldn't understand it?

Xiangling: "Yeah!"

...I actually understood it...

Grandpa: "This... in winter, isn't eating just to fill the stomach and warm the body!"

Xiangling wrote it down seriously: "A dish that warms up the body...Okay, I wrote it down!"

Not only that, after obtaining the consent of her grandfather, she also knocked on the door of her bedridden grandma.

While opening the door for Xiangling, Yaya said in a low voice: "Grandma can't remember the past, she almost doesn't remember us, and she can't speak clearly, sister, don't mind."

You also set up the camera with your consent.

After opening the door, there was a thin old woman, curled up in the quilt, staring blankly at the ceiling.Xiangling didn't back down at all, just squatted down, looked at the old lady at the same level, and asked very gently: "Grandma, it's time to cook, what do you want to eat?"

After asking this question several times, the old grandma moved her lips:

"……Sweet……"

Xiangling also recorded the grandmother's opinion, and looked at you: "Traveler, do you have any requests?"

You know Xiangling's craftsmanship, you snickered and whispered "Don't add slime" in her ear, and then Xiangling, who was pretending to be serious with her arms crossed and holding back her smile, said "Wait a minute" , I will add slime to your dish later.”

After Xiangling collected everyone's opinions, she ran to the kitchen.Yaya was very curious and ran over.Grandpa yelled, "Remember to help my sister fight", before sitting back.

Grandpa sighed, and looked at you kindly: "It's hard work for you to come all the way here and ask the guests to cook. I'm really sorry." He looked at the room where the old grandma was lying, "It's just...she has been busy lately. I don't like to eat, and Yaya doesn't like to eat, I wonder if I can't do it well, and I will learn from that girl when I turn back."

"In the past, it was an old woman who cooked. She used to be pretty, she had a pretty smile, and she liked sweet things. When the sugarcane came, I would give it to her, peel it for her, and when I saw her smile, I would eat it. Happy..." Grandpa's turbid eyes seemed to be shining, "It was too hard at the beginning, and it made her work like this."

"Cracker, spray—ah no, that, is this a fire here?"

"Yaya, help me get some peppers!"

"Sister, my name is Wang Bohan! Also, is it really okay to put so much?"

"It's all right, trust me! My "spicy dish" has even my dad boasting that it's very good! "

"Is my sister's father very powerful?"

"Of course, my father opened a "Wanmintang" and cooked a lot of delicious dishes! "

"...I, my father is also amazing! Let me tell you, my father..."

……

Listening to the movement in the kitchen, you couldn't help laughing: "Don't worry, she will definitely be able to cook dishes that make grandma and Yaya happy."

"after all……"

"...she is Xiangling."

"Serve the food!" After chatting for a while, Xiang Ling hurriedly brought up the food, followed by Ya Ya's eyes that were about to turn into star eyes.

"Traveler," she secretly handed you a dish, "you can take the crispy rice to eat later, this is its favorite dish!"

"This is..." You looked at the dish in your hands in surprise.

Xiangling sticks out her tongue: "Hehehe... that's right, "Spicy Pork Wowotou"!I picked out a few individually, and adjusted it with the taste I like!Take it as compensation, otherwise even the rice crust will be unhappy! "

You nodded, holding the bag that said "Lu~Lu!" and sneaked to the warm corner to take out the rice dumpling, and then handed the plate to the rice dumpling who squinted and smiled at you.

Crispy rice: "Lu~LuLu!"

Seeing that the crispy rice is not angry but delicious, you are relieved, touched its small ears, and walked back to the dining table.

The dining table has become a battlefield, while Yaya is being poured into tears by the hot pepper, while adding vegetables to the meal, she mumbles "&*%￥%...yes, that's it...%# ￥#…” and so on.

Grandpa ate and ate, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and a look of nostalgia on his face: "A long time ago, I couldn't eat for a long time. In winter, we all roasted together by the fire, and finally had a warm meal. I haven't had a meal for a long time. I have experienced it..."

Holding a piece of porridge, Xiangling waved at grandpa: "Grandpa, this is specially made for grandma. I think grandma's teeth are not very good, so I made sweet thick porridge!"

Grandpa put down the bowl and chopsticks, held the bowl of porridge cherishingly, and opened the door.Xiangling ran to look at Guoba, while you brought your own video camera and followed in quietly.

Grandpa's legs and feet are not very good, but he squatted down halfway hard, took a spoonful of porridge with a spoon, and said cheerfully: "Come on, let's eat! Okay, okay, I didn't make it this time, it was made by a customer. Try it!"

Grandma still didn't respond.

Grandpa patiently called her name: "Huijuan, Huijuan, it's time to eat."

After shouting this several times, grandma slowly opened her mouth.After eating it, those cloudy and dull eyes suddenly opened a little bit wider.

Grandpa was overjoyed when he saw it, and quickly blew it again, and while grandma was happy to eat, he fed a few more mouthfuls.

At this time, you saw the corners of her mouth move.Although Grandpa still wanted her to eat some more, he was afraid that she would hide from the heat, so he put down the spoon and waited quietly for a while.

Grandpa patiently persuaded: "Huijuan, can you eat some more..."

"Third brother..."

The old grandma's lips moved twice, but the grandpa's movements froze.

"...You're here again, bringing me sugar cane?..."

The author says:

"Food is not just food, it can also be the condensation of good memories!"

The relevant background of poverty alleviation is referred to from the CCTV documentary 2020 Our Poverty Alleviation Story. It is a very good documentary and I recommend everyone to watch it.Recently, I heard my grandparents tell a lot about the past (yes, the repertoire is reminiscing about bitterness and sweetness). I think it is really a great thing. I want to pass this touch on to everyone, so I designed such a story .There are many bugs, thank you for your tolerance!

Come on, rice crust, say hello to everyone!

Crispy rice: Lu! Lu~

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Pleiades star cluster;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles for the eldest son;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ?