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"Auntie (crying), get up!"

"Go play!"

"Play!"

"Okay, okay, let's go play. You two go outside and wait for me first!"

Song Juan also lost her temper.

She originally wanted to experience the joy of doing things by herself and having enough food and clothing. Now that she was fine, she could only win by lying down.

After the two little nephews staggered out, Song Juan quickly got up, took off her pajamas, put on a singlet for going out, then hung up the mosquito net and walked out.

The bluestone slabs in the yard were washed clean by last night's rain, and the air seemed particularly fresh.

The sun hangs in the east, and the sunlight is not very strong.

"Xiao Mingwen, Xiao Mingwu, what are we playing?"

It rained heavily last night, and the ground outside must be wet.

The roads in the village are all dirt roads. After it rains, there will be water accumulation in many places, and then the ground will be soaked and muddy.

Song Juan didn't want to jump in the mud puddle.

But I like these two little things very much.

"Go catch the cow!"

"Catch the buffalo!"

"Yes, you can have this!"

Song Juan suddenly became energetic.

She couldn't take the two little guys into the pine forest, but she could take them to catch something else.

The buffaloes here are naturally not plowing buffaloes.

It is a very crustacean insect that usually appears in grass after rain.Song Juan didn't know what their scientific name was. Anyway, the adults and children in the village called them buffalo.

This thing is very delicious after being fried or roasted, especially the female ones, which still have eggs in their belly. They taste delicious in one word.

Of course, you also need to be careful when catching buffalo.

The bite of this thing's mouth is very painful.

After thinking about it, Song Juan had a place to go.

Because the buffalo often appeared in the green grass, Song Juan simply took the two little guys straight to the north hillside of the reservoir behind the village.

There is a large area of ​​green grass here. It is not the kind of tall green grass, but the kind of green grass used for greening in many places. It is said that this kind of grass is also used in some football fields.

The scientific name, sorry, Song Juan, a botany scumbag, said she didn’t know.

With two little ones, Song Juan didn't bring anything else with her and set off directly.

You said there is no guy pretending to be a buffalo?

Then you just want to keep it simple.

The little kids in the village go up the mountain to catch these insects, which they string directly with grass stalks.This is true for grasshoppers, mantises and the like.

Song Juan didn't know what the harvest would be like, but this kind of thing was always a matter of luck.

Coincidentally, she is very lucky today.

There are really many buffaloes on this grassland.

The two little ones obviously swayed sometimes when walking, but when they grabbed the buffalo, their movements were more flexible than Song Juan's aunt.

The little hand stretched out and grasped one accurately.

Of course, stringing together buffaloes is not something two little guys can do.

In the end, Song Juan became a complete tool, responsible only for skewering the two captured buffaloes.

a string!

Two skewers!

Three skewers!

……

By the time the three of them walked down the north hillside to the end of the grassland, they had reached the top of the hillside, where a slightly flat mountain road led further.

"Tired?"

Song Juan looked at the two little ones and asked with concern.

"Not tired, not tired!"

The two little ones didn't show any signs of lack of energy at the moment. Their little faces were flushed and they were very energetic.

"Then, let's go to the top of that hill. There's a large grassy area over there too!"

"Go, go!"

"quick!"

I heard that there was a large piece of grass over there, and the two little ones ran in front of Song Juan with their short legs.

Well, these are two little foodies!

Song Juan took steps, followed the two little ones, and quickly reached her destination.

As luck would have it, there are a lot of buffalo here.

However, compared to the previous northern hillside, there are fewer of them here.

As for the reason, it is probably because the sun is getting stronger.

Buffalos appear on the grass after the rain. Then, when the sun rises high, they don't know where to hide.

Song Juan has never studied it, so she doesn’t know the habits of this insect.

This time, Song Juan finally no longer has to be just a tool.

I took the two little ones here and spent nearly an hour here before walking all over this slope.

The harvest is naturally very rich.

Song Juan counted seventeen strings in total, which meant that they had caught two to three hundred buffaloes.

"Go, go, go home!"

"Auntie will fry buffalo for you!"

"Eat, eat!"

When they heard that some were eating, the two little ones waved and jumped up excitedly.

On the way back to the village with her two nephews, Song Juan also met many villagers walking from the mountains to the village. They all went up the mountain to pick up pine needle mushrooms and cut pine pupae.

Looking at the baskets they were holding, Song Juan didn't dare to get too close.

After all, the sun is already strong, and if the poisonous hairs of the pine chrysalis fly to your body, you will suffer.

Finally, when the three of them descended the north hillside without any danger and walked up to the dam in front of the reservoir, they saw a row of people lighting fires on the road to the west of the reservoir.

This is to burn the cocoon of the pine pupa.

Using this method to treat the cocoons of pine pupae can reduce the frequency of being attacked by poisonous hairs with a high probability.

Of course, you have to be careful when burning, otherwise, the pine pupae will be burnt and will be inedible.

The normal operation is to burn the cocoon of the pine chrysalis to pieces, then cut the cocoon open with scissors, and wash it directly with Japanese melon leaves in the reservoir.

However, these are all things that have nothing to do with Song Juan.

For a long time, neither Song Laifu nor Li Guilan allowed their precious daughter to get involved in these matters.

As the treasure of the old Song family, Song Juan only had to do one thing, and that was to wait to eat.

Song Juan took her two little nephews and watched them from a distance for a while, then ran away quickly.

To be honest, she is quite ticklish.

After returning home and taking care of the buffalo, Song Juan immediately fulfilled her promise, lit the fire, added oil, and prepared to fry the buffalo.

The two little ones stood obediently at the door of the kitchen, for fear of being burned by the fire or scalded by the oil splashing from the pot.

Song Juan watched the oil in the pot slowly boiling and put the processed buffalo into the pot.

When the buffalo was put into the pot, the pot immediately exploded, with oil stars flying everywhere.

It's a pity that this is a big iron pot. The sound of an oil star fryer of this level is scary.

After a few minutes, the aroma of fried buffalo began to fill the kitchen.

The two little ones smelled the fragrance and started to dance. They looked at their little aunt eagerly, wondering when they could start eating.

Song Juan looked at the buffalo in the pot, not in a hurry.

This thing must be fried and cooked thoroughly.

Otherwise, she wouldn't care if she had a bad stomach. The key point was that the two little nephews, such top-notch little people, would become a childhood nightmare if they took medicine and injections.

After waiting for a while and seeing that the buffalo in the pot was completely cooked, Song Juan immediately took the buffalo out.

Then, put a ladle of water into the pot.

After all, there is still firewood at the bottom of the pot that has not been completely extinguished.

"Okay, you can eat!"

Song Juan smelled the fragrant fried buffalo and waved to the two little ones. She was respectful by not eating first. After all, the two little ones were the main force in catching buffalo today.