Four Foods in the Mountains

After breakfast, Lu Yunchuan helped Cen Ning take the bowls to the kitchen, and after mixing them with water, they had to wash them.

"Put it down, I'll wash it." Cen Ning took the loofah from Lu Yunchuan.

They have been married for several days, and they always clean up the bowls and chopsticks together after every meal. There are not many bowls and chopsticks for the two of them to eat, and Lu Yunchuan often rolls up his sleeves before him, picks up the loofah and starts to rinse.

Although Cen Ning was upset in his heart, he also knew that this was outrageous, so he mustered up the courage to take the bowl from Lu Yunchuan this time.

"I'll wash it." Cen Ning looked at Lu Yunchuan and whispered again.

"Okay." Lu Yunchuan smiled, and went to the yard to pack the farm tools.

Cen Ning cleaned up the dishes quickly, and when he came out of the kitchen, he saw Lu Yunchuan arranging his hoe, and knew that he was going to work in the field. During this time, he had to cut and dry the wheat, and the work in the field was heavy.

He ran to the bamboo forest in the backyard and picked a handful of bamboo cores. Before the sun had fully come out and the dew had not dissipated, the bamboo cores were the most tender and tender.

Wash the bamboo core, put it in a kettle, pour boiled water into it, and brew it to make bamboo core water, which can relieve the fire after drinking.

In the yard, Lu Yunchuan had already put on his pannier, and Cen Ning walked over and handed him the water bottle: "It's hot, drink more water."

As he spoke, he brought another cloth towel, folded it and put it in the basket, it was for Lu Yunchuan to wipe his sweat.

Lu Yunchuan didn't pay much attention to his work, he wiped it off with his bare hands when he was sweating, and often came back from the field with sweaty eyes and grass clippings all over his face.

"Come back early when the sun gets hot at noon, it's too hot for people to bear."

Lu Yunchuan looked down at the chattering husband in front of him, with a smile on his cold face.

After his mother and his grandparents passed away, he was used to living a hard life, and later he separated from his brother and lived alone. The relationship between the two big men is even less intimate. A few years ago, his brother got married and had been with him He talked about the benefits of having a daughter-in-law, and now that he has a husband himself, he finally realized what it feels like to be cared for.

Cen Ning felt that the person in front of him seemed to be in a daze halfway through his instructions, but when he looked up, he found that Lu Yunchuan was looking at him straight up.

He lowered his eyebrows, pressed his fingertips on Lu Yunchuan's waist and pushed outward, with the strength of a cat.

"Go to the field quickly."

After Lu Yunchuan walked away with his back basket on his back, Cen Ning patted his hot face and started working.

The weather was fine, and Cen Ning took out the quilt in the house to dry. The quilt was a new quilt bought for the wedding. It was soft and fluffy. He put the quilt on the bamboo shelf. Cen Ning thought about pickling cucumbers, so he went with the basket backyard.

At this time, the cucumbers were fresh and tender. Cen Ning picked a basket full of them, washed them one by one and cut them in half. He cleaned the pickle jar yesterday. Now his son will move it here, spread a layer of cucumbers in the jar and sprinkle After filling the coarse salt, sprinkle a layer of garlic on top to enhance the fragrance.

Close the lid, let it marinate like this for two or three days, then take it out to dry in the sun, and eat it with rice porridge in the morning and evening, sour and crunchy appetizer, this big tank is enough for him and Lu Yunchuan for a year.

After drying, I want to send some to my sister-in-law, Cen Ning thought in his heart, and cut the cucumbers left in the basket into strips, pickled them in salt water for a while, kneaded the water with his hands, and spread them on the dustpan Put it in the sun to dry.

Dried cucumber skins are easy to preserve, put them in jars and store them away. When there are no fresh vegetables in winter, you can take them out and fry them with bacon. The fragrant dried cucumbers are wrapped in the oily aroma of bacon, and they are best served with rice.

It took a lot of time to tidy up the basket of cucumbers, and the sun was getting bigger and bigger. When Cen Ning stood in the yard and dusted the quilt, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

He went into the house and drank a glass of water, thinking that the field was so dry, he only brought a jug of water for Lu Yunchuan, which might not be enough for him to drink.

There was only one kettle at home. Cen Ning took out the earthen pot from the kitchen. There was still a handful of bamboo cores he had pinched in the morning. He put the bamboo cores in and filled them with water. The sun went into the field.

The land Lu Yunchuan bought was not far from home. When Cen Ning walked to the edge of the field, he saw Lu Yunchuan bending over to sow seeds. The clothes on his back were soaked in sweat. The basket was placed on the edge of the field. Cen Ning picked up the water bottle inside and shook it , there is only the bottom of the pot left.

Fortunately, he brought the water himself, Cen Ning thought to himself, otherwise he would have suffered if he had no water to drink in such a hot day.

As soon as he put down the earthen pot in his hand, he heard Lu Yunchuan's voice behind him, "Why did you come to the field?"

The two have been married for a few days. Lu Yunchuan knew that he was cold and hard, and he always smiled when facing his husband, but now he frowned: "It's such a big sun, why don't you wear a rattan hat?" Is that how you came here?"

Turning around, Cen Ning saw Lu Yunchuan's face was covered with sweat, so he didn't bother to look at his expression, let alone being shy, picked up the cloth towel on the back basket and went up to wipe his sweat: "It's not far away. , not so delicate."

Then he unscrewed the kettle and handed it to Lu Yunchuan: "Drink some water quickly, I see that the sun is too big, I'm afraid the water in the kettle is not enough to drink, so I'll bring you some water."

Lu Yunchuan raised his head and drank it cleanly. Seeing the beads of sweat on the tip of Fulang's nose, he wanted to wipe it with his hands, but felt that his hands were dirty, so he carefully picked up a corner of the cloth towel and wiped it for him. "I don't have enough water. It’s so dry, how can it be worth a special trip for you?”

That's what they said, but both of them knew that Lu Yunchuan was determined not to delay the work in the field and go back to fetch water.

Cen Ning pursed his lips: "I'm your husband, I should take care of you, what's worth it or not."

He knew that Lu Yunchuan was considerate of him, and would rather be thirsty than let him run under the sun, but since the two of them were married, he naturally wanted to take good care of Lu Yunchuan.

He is a brother, and Lu Yunchuan won't let him interfere with the heavy work at home, but he can always do such small things as delivering water and wiping sweat.

Sensing that Fu Lang was not very happy, Lu Yunchuan was startled and hurriedly said: "Yes, I said something wrong, but luckily you came here, otherwise the water in the kettle wouldn't last long enough to go home at noon."

Only then did Cen Ning smile again.

Although he wanted to stay with his husband for a while longer, seeing the thin sweat on Cen Ning's face, Lu Yunchuan still handed the water bottle in his hand to Cen Ning: "Hurry up and go home, I'll go back after finishing the rest."

Knowing that staying here would not be of any help and would delay Lu Yunchuan's work, Cen Ning tied the cloth towel for wiping sweat around Lu Yunchuan's waist so that he could wipe off his sweat, and went home with the water bottle in his arms.

After returning home, Cen Ning went to the backyard with the basket again, and many fruits in the backyard were ready to eat.

After picking some peaches, plums and two watermelons, Cen Ning put half of them into bamboo baskets and threw them into the well to soak, while he carried the other half to the front room.

The door of the Lu family was open, but there was no one in the yard.

"Sister-in-law? Brother Zhi?"

"Ning'er is here? Come in and sit down." Yao Chunling greeted Cen Ning with a smile when she heard the voice rushing from the backyard.

"Stop sitting, I'll deliver some fruits, they're all freshly picked, this day I'll use well water to eat to relieve the heat." Cen Ning also put down the basket in his hand with a smile,

"There's no one in the yard. I thought sister-in-law, you're not at home. Where's brother Zhi?"

"Brother Zhi went to Aunt Qian's house to play, and I planted bean sprouts in the backyard." They were all a family, and Yao Chunling was not polite, she took out the fruit from her own bamboo basket, tied a rope on it and put it in along the way. Jingli, "Your elder brother and brother Zhi both love to eat bean sprouts, and they have to grow some every summer."

Planting bean sprouts reminded Cen Ning that it was time to grow bean sprouts.

"Ning'er, wait a moment," Yao Chunling turned and went into the kitchen, and when she came out, she put a small jar in her hand and put it in the basket that Cen Ning brought.

"After all the fuss yesterday, I thought you didn't have any side dishes to eat at home. This is the pickled radish I made myself. You can take it home and eat it with Chuanzi."

"Thank you, sister-in-law," Cen Ning answered, "I'll send you some to try when my pickled cucumbers are ready."

Carrying the basket home, it was still a while before noon, thinking about Yao Chunling's talk about planting bean sprouts, Cen Ning immediately went to the kitchen and poured out half a pot of mung beans, soaked them in water now, and could plant them in the small vegetable garden in the afternoon.

After drying his hands, Cen Ning took a sewing basket and sat under the shade of a tree, intending to make some more coats for Lu Yunchuan. During the busy farming season, the clothes get wet quickly, so he made a few more and replaced them, so as not to cover his body with sweat. uncomfortable.

Most of the clothes worn by the villagers are made of burlap, which is durable and cheap, but the middle clothes are meant to be worn close to the body after all. Cen Ning deliberately dug out a piece of dark cotton cloth from the box, which was in his dowry. The cotton cloth is soft and breathable. It is sewn into a middle suit and is comfortable to wear.

Thinking of landing on Lu Yunchuan, Cen Ning bent his eyes, neatly cut the cloth and threaded the needle.

He hasn't made clothes for his husband yet, he only made a pair of shoes for Lu Yunchuan according to the custom on the eve of his marriage, when the matchmaker came to the house with shoes, he was shocked, such big feet? !

"Ah," the matchmaker said happily, "The second boy of the Lu family was born tall, tall and strong. You can't find a man more handsome than him in ten miles and eight villages. He looks just right for you!"

After all, Cen Ning was shy. Hearing what the matchmaker said, he held his shoes and kept silent, but he couldn't help but wonder what his husband-in-law looked like when he was making shoes for a few days?

Until the wedding day, the person who stepped into the room was tall and stalwart, and his shoulders were extremely broad.