Hello, 1983

In the silent forest, people picking mountain goods are still busy.

Of course, more and more harvests: fungus, all kinds of mushrooms, and even a basin-sized Ganoderma lucidum.

Everyone's back baskets have gradually become more abundant, and they are getting heavier and heavier when they are carried on their bodies.

Zhang Ganzi was the first one who couldn't stand it. Although he had the smallest backpack and the least amount of goods in it, the lazy bones he developed over the years made him feel uncomfortable.

Work, this guy has long been bored, crouched beside a fallen birch, picked up some fungus, and then kicked the rotten wood a few times, breaking the wood into pieces. .

With a snap, the shoulder was tapped again, causing Zhang Zhan to stagger.

He was about to scold his mother when he turned around and saw that it was the mute grandfather, so he didn't dare to say a word.

The mute grandpa gestured for a while, and it turned out that he was complaining that Zhang Pole should not be damaged. Such rotten wood with long fungus can be harvested several times a year from spring to autumn.

Zhang Ganzi could only hum and agree, his body seemed to have no bones, and he sat down on a tree stump next to him: I'm exhausted, I'm tired, rest my legs.

Ah ah ah, the mute grandpa shouted and gestured with his hand, to the effect of saying: The tree stumps in this forest are the top seats of the old man of the mountain god, and they are the exclusive seats of his old man.

People who enter the mountain must not sit. If you anger the old man and call you lost in the mountain, you will never want to go out for the rest of your life.

I don't care so much about you. Today I will enjoy the treatment of the mountain god once.

Zhang Ganzi, this rammed cargo, is not allowed to enter the oil and salt. He sits on the stump, with Erlang's legs on his legs, stammering.

Liu Qingshan couldn't even look down: Uncle Pole, you better get up. The stump is wet, and it's easy to get sick from sitting there; and there may be poisonous insects hidden in it, if you bite it, it will be troublesome!

People in the mountains have their own set of rules. At first, they thought they were bullshit, such as the old man of the mountain god who was gestured by the dumb grandfather.

But if you think about it carefully, there is often a certain truth, so the most important thing to enter the mountain is to abide by the rules.

As soon as Liu Qingshan finished speaking, he heard Zhang Jangzi's mouth scream, jumping off the stump, covering his butt with both hands, and jumping straight on the ground.

What's the matter? Well, who told you to be unruly, you must be stung by a big centipede?

Captain Zhang cursed, but was the first to rush over to check.

Like this kind of tree stump, the bark interlayer is the most likely hiding place for centipedes and the like.

It wasn't stung by a centipede, it seemed like a scorpion, get in!

Zhang pole shouted while jumping.

Where did the drill go?

Captain Zhang asked a question subconsciously, and then woke up with a strange face, pointing at Zhang Pole: You, you are really unlucky.

Even anxious and frightened, Zhang Ganzi was about to cry: Hurry up and try to recruit, you are still laughing, hurry up and help me get the scorpion out!

What's the matter with that, you quickly find a place to see if you can poop and bring the scorpion out.

The uncle of the boss helped him come up with a fairly reliable idea.

Zhang Ganzi's face turned green now: I'm so nervous now, I really can't pull it out!

It would be great if there was Kaisailu. If I squeeze a tube in for you, it will definitely be the end of the job.

Zhang Dashuai is also a little regretful. In this forest, there is really no place to find Kaisailu.

However, this also reminded Liu Qingshan that he was about to find some laxatives such as Euphorbia and give it to Zhang Ganzi.

I saw the dumb grandpa pick up a few leaves and grass on the ground, and gestured to Zhang Pangzi to eat it.

At this time, Zhang Ganzi didn't care so much, and his mouth was full of green foam.

It really worked, within ten minutes, this guy ran to the side with his stomach in his arms,

After a burst of thunder and lightning, he ran back happily:

Oh my god, I've finally pulled it out. The scorpion is still alive, practicing dog planing in thin shit.

Everyone heard him say that it was too dirty, so they all dispersed and continued to pick mushrooms. Only Zhang Ganzi shouted that his legs were weak, and he wanted to find a place to sit for a while, but he didn't dare to sit.

The mute grandfather saw his bear-like appearance, and simply led him back to the woodcut side first, anyway, someone needed to set the fire for cooking.

Liu Qingshan was a little surprised: Unexpectedly, the dumb grandpa actually knew herbal medicine.

In this forest, there are a lot of herbs, and maybe it will also be a way to make money in the future.

The rest of the people worked hard until more than two o'clock in the afternoon, and then they stopped work.

In the woods, it was dark early, and in the afternoon, mosquitoes all flew out and moved. The big mosquitoes and the big blind men, which were bigger than the cicadas, were all very fierce.

Especially the big blind Meng, if he was bitten, he would bleed directly.

There are also all kinds of small flying insects that can't be named. They can really eat people, so people who have no ability and no preparation will not be sent to spend the night in the woods.

Liu Qingshan listened to the old people in the village talking about the ancient times. When bandits were rampant in the past, there was a special punishment for rectifying people.

Even after the beard was tied with the meat ticket, the family refused to take money to redeem it, so he stripped the man naked and tied it to the big tree in the old forest to feed the mosquitoes.

By the next day, the person must have been cold, and the thought of it gave me goosebumps.

When we went back, everyone's baskets were basically full, and even the baskets they were carrying were filled with some treasures, such as elm and yellow mushrooms, tree chickens, monkey heads, and matsutake mushrooms.

Arriving at the woodcut, the late lunch was ready, a large pot of hot mushroom soup, and two air-dried pheasants were even boiled in the soup, and there was a stinking aroma from afar.

The pancakes and other things they brought were also put on the curtains and smoked again. Everyone washed their hands and sat casually on the fallen dry wood slats at the door of the woodcut.

Everyone was holding a big pancake in one hand and mushroom and pheasant soup in the other. Not to mention, this soup was sprinkled with a little salt without any other seasonings, but it was delicious.

Several big dogs and puppies were lying beside them, but the bear cub was swaying around in front of everyone, and he didn't look at all.

A bite of pancakes here, a chicken bone there, it's really like a duck in water.

After everyone was full, they smoked pouches for a short rest, and then went down the mountain immediately. When they went back, they all weighed dozens of kilograms more, which would be even more strenuous.

Only Zhang Zhan said that he had collapsed, so he stayed on the mountain for the night with the mute, which made the owner of the car quarrel with him: You kid, don't you want to sleep with the bear in your arms?

And Zhang Pangzi does seem to be a bit empty, and he doesn't bother to argue with the boss.

On the other hand, the bear cub followed Liu Qingshan reluctantly, and seemed to want to go down the mountain.

It wasn't until a few dog barks came from behind that the guy stopped.

Liu Qingshan touched the bear's head: Go back, I'll bring you some more candy tomorrow.

Going up the mountain is easy and going down the mountain is difficult. It took three hours to go back all the way. When I got home, it was almost six o'clock in the evening.

Everyone dragged their tired bodies and went back to their respective homes. The harvested mountain goods had to be pre-processed. Those that should be salted were pickled, and those that should be dried were put on the kang.

Sanfeng is back, are you tired?

Mother Lin Zhi stayed in the yard, helped her son unload the big back basket, and rubbed Liu Qingshan's shoulders distressedly, all of which were marked with red marks.

Mom, you're not tired.

Hearing his mother's words of concern, Liu Qingshan's fatigue dissipated immediately, and he lived a new life. What he cared about most was family affection.

Especially seeing this period of time, the wrinkles on his mother's forehead have been stretched a lot, the smiles on his face have become more and more, and even his complexion has improved a lot, and he is especially happy.

Brother, you're back, come in and wash your face.

Sifeng also came up to greet him, and Shan Xing silently handed his brother a towel board.

Go and say hello to Mr. Yang and grandparents to come over for dinner, let's eat mushrooms at night, the best mushrooms!

Liu Qingshan rubbed the two little heads, took out two handfuls of wild fruits from his pocket and distributed them to them, and the two little guys ran to the east courtyard with joy.

After entering the house, the eldest sister Liu Jinfeng was busy working around the pot. Liu Qingshan washed his face and face, and then began to pick mushrooms, remove the grass and soil sticking to the roots, and then wash them with blanching water.

Soon, grandparents and Yang Hongying also came, and a few of them gathered mushrooms in the yard together.

This mushroom is so big! Teacher, what kind of mushroom is this?

Sifeng held a large mushroom and shook it in front of Yang Hongying. In the eyes of the little guy, the teacher knew everything.

But this time, Yang Hongying was stumped. She knew it was a mushroom, but how could she know what species it was.

Liu Qingshan quickly helped him out of the siege: Sifeng'er, this is called matsutake, it's delicious, I'll fry it for you later.

This is Matsutake, I heard it's very precious!

Yang Hongying was also a little surprised. She had heard of matsutake mushrooms. She should not eat such an expensive thing.

In the past few days, she also knew that the small mountain village of Jiapigou was really poor.

Mr. Yang has worked hard and made a lot of money. Of course, he will use the best things to entertain him.

Liu Qingshan laughed and joked, seeing Yang Hongying staring at her, he quickly added:

Matsutake is good for the health of the elderly and children. The elderly eat it, and they will live longer; children eat it, and their brains are smarter. Teacher Yang, you mainly borrow and borrow light.

Besides, this thing is worthless in our mountains. Teacher Yang, you don't need to have any psychological burden.

Yang Hongying listened and remained silent, but in her heart, she was even more determined to contribute to this small mountain village.

Dinner is ready, and on the dinner table, there is a plate of fried cabbage slices with red pine umbrellas.

The mushrooms of Ziweiwei are eaten in the mouth, the flesh is slippery, with the fragrance of nature, it is really a rare delicacy.

Of course, matsutake is even more delicious. This thing does not need to be washed with water. After careful repair, a matsutake is cut into four pieces.

The pot was slid with meat oil, and then pieces of matsutake mushrooms were placed on top, listening to the sound of sizzling, bursts of rich aroma diffused out.

Come, come and taste.

Liu Qingshan put a piece for the grandparents first, then Yang Hongying, and another piece for the fourth and fifth, then the mother, the elder sister, and the elder brother-in-law.

After a circle, there were exactly eight people, and the two big pine mushrooms were all divided, and it was his turn, and they were gone.

I'm satisfied with the smell!

Liu Qingshan was still looking for something in his mouth, looking up, everyone at the table looked at him happily.

Then, several pairs of chopsticks stretched out in front of him, and on top of the chopsticks, there were trembling pieces of matsutake mushrooms with golden white inside. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

I'll go for two more!

Liu Qingshan hurriedly got off the table and fry a few more pine mushrooms.

Matsutake is the most nourishing thing, let it go first if it doesn't sell for money, and the health of the family comes first.

After taking a bite of the succulent matsutake mushrooms, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but narrow his eyes, his face full of aftertaste:

It really lives up to its reputation, the peculiar aroma of pine mushrooms is really intoxicating when you eat it in your mouth, as if the essence of the entire mountain forest is nurtured in this delicious taste.

Delicious, like gummy candy.

The youngest fourth is also eating pine mushrooms hard. My brother said that eating pine mushrooms can nourish her brain, of course her little brain wants to get smarter and smarter.

Liu Shikui also nodded slightly: I didn't know before that there is such a delicious food hidden in the mountains, and it is regarded as a stinky mushroom. What a waste of good things.

Liu Qingshan hurriedly added matsutake mushrooms to his grandparents: If it's delicious, eat it often, and your grandfather and milk will definitely live a hundred years!

The two old people liked to hear this, and they were both beaming with joy.

Mom, you can eat it too. Matsutake can also delay aging.

Liu Qingshan clipped another piece to his mother.

Lin Zhi also accepted it with a smile, eating pine mushrooms, but her heart was sweeter than honey, but she said, Sanfeng'er, look at what you said, isn't that a panacea?

Looking at the warm and harmonious family, Yang Hongying could feel the overflowing affection. Thinking about the situation in her own home, she suddenly felt a little sore in her nose.

Teacher, eat!

Xiao Caifeng also took a piece of pine mushrooms for her.

Yang Hongying's heart warmed, she was not excluded from this family.

So she took it and took a big bite, then said with a smile, Well, it's delicious!