Wife and Wife Raising Children Daily

Yu Yang sharpened his sickle under the pomelo tree.

To reap the wheat, sharpen the sickle today.

Water was poured over the whetstone to wash away the rust and ash adhering to it.Following Yu Yang's movements, the dirty yellow water flowed down into the soil under the grapefruit tree.

Yu Yang sharpened four sickles in total, and she didn't have high expectations for Jian Qiu and Yu Dong to help harvest the wheat, they were too young.

Besides the knife, Yu Yang also dug out bamboo baskets and poles.The baskets and shoulder poles were well preserved, but the bamboo used to weave the baskets was too dry. Yu Yang was afraid that the bamboo would be too brittle and the baskets would break easily, so he soaked them in the pool.

As soon as they stepped on their wet shoes, the two little guys stared at Yu Yang intently.

"What do you see me doing?" Yu Yang asked.

Yu Dong: "Mom, are we going to harvest wheat tomorrow?"

"Yeah." Yu Yang picked her up and kissed her forehead: "Don't run around tomorrow, do you know?"

Yu Dong curled up in her arms and giggled, she wrapped her arms around Yu Yang's neck for a long time before stopping, then nodded on Yu Yang's shoulder.

Jian Qiu circled around Yu Yang several times.

The picture composed of emerald green mountains, blue sky, and golden wheat is particularly beautiful.

Mixed with the clear grass fragrance, Yu Yang looked at the wheat that was hanging down to the soil, and she picked it up casually, looked at the full grains of wheat in her hand, lowered her head and grabbed the stem of the wheat to 'swipe' and cut two handfuls off.

Jian Fan watched as Yu Yang mowed a few stalks, but she almost cut them close to the ground, and there were mud from the ground on some of the stalks.Yu Yang casually said a few words about how to cut the wheat, and when Jian Fang cut the wheat again, it was much easier.

Yu Yang actually doesn't know much about wheat that can feed people. She only knows the approximate season and how to plant it, and these are theoretical knowledge from her grandparents who live in the country.

When he first came here, it was the season when the wheat was ripe, so Yu Yang drew a stroke on the calendar and remembered an outline.

The wheat variety that the villagers in this village grow is winter wheat, which is planted around the time when winter is about to enter, and harvested in May and June of the next year. If the time and climate are in time, they can be planted in two seasons.

In the past few days, Yu Yang and Jian Bao got up very early, just for the cool time in the morning, the sun at noon is poisonous, snakes and some poisonous insects will come out to bask in the sun.Although they were afraid of encountering poisonous snakes, Yu Yang and the others had to face the sun to cut the wheat. If it rained suddenly, the wheat would be in vain.

Jian Qiu and Yu Dong scrambled to help cut the wheat. They cut slowly but carefully, and no ears of wheat were missed.But after all, he is a child, and he is very curious, and he is often distracted by the little bugs bouncing around in the ground.

In the golden wheat field, Jian Qiu digs a field mouse hole with a wooden stick on the field ridge, Yu Dong is next to him, holding a piece of cucumber in his hand and slowly biting, she shakes it from time to time and hangs behind him white tail.

Seeing Jian Fan walking towards the field ridge with ears of wheat, Jian Qiu didn't care about the field mouse hole. He pulled Yu Dong and ran over, carrying the 'basket' improved by Yu Yang with a plastic bucket on his back, and Jian Fan released it for him. He asked him to carry three handfuls of wheat ears home, but Yu Dong only put two handfuls in his back basket.

A lot of wheat was dried on the cement dam at home, and some of it was exposed to the abandoned cement road in front of other people’s houses. If the sun is full, it can be threshed after two days of drying.

Later, when there was not much wheat left in the field, Jian Fan took the two children to take off the wheat grains at home, and Yu Yang went to the field by himself.

When they were busy, Rhubarb would take its children and stick their tongues out to watch. Some naughty puppies would go to the place where the wheat was drying and roll in the wheat, and they couldn't be chased away.

Whenever this happened, Jian Qiu would be very angry, and he would drive the dog far away with a long bamboo pole.After chasing those puppies two or three times, they finally realized that it was not allowed to play in the place where the wheat was dried, and gradually they didn't like to go there, and sometimes even helped drive away the sparrows that came to look for food.

The detached wheat kernels need to use bellows to blow out some deflated husks, leaving plump wheat.Finally, after another day of exposure to the sun, it can be put into bags and put into the granary.

Almost every household in the village has such things as bellows, and Yu Yang even split two dilapidated bellows for firewood.

After a few days of busy work, the whole body will peel off a layer of skin.

Yu Yang and Jian Bao were so tired that they couldn't eat, and they didn't have the heart to cook something delicious.Usually, I cook a pot of white porridge in the morning and serve it with side dishes fried with homemade sauerkraut, and that's how I deal with it all day.

Jian Qiu and Yu Dong would eat whatever they were given, and sometimes they would find some wild fruits by themselves.

The passion fruit sapling that the family dug back from the mountain was dying, and the small emerald green fruits hanging on the branches had wrinkled skins and yellowed leaves fell to the ground.

From the looks of it, Yu Yang probably couldn't survive, so he didn't care about it anymore, but the little girl Yu Dong insisted on watering it every day, and then squatted in front of it, murmuring and didn't know what to say.

There was a family in the village who knew how to make wine. Yu Yang found a lot of distiller's yeast in it, and she didn't know if she could use it, so she took all of them home.

In the village where Yu Yang’s grandparents lived, almost every household used corn and sorghum to make wine. Her grandfather loved to drink, so grandma asked others to learn how to make wine.

It's a pity that Yu Yang can't, she can only use wheat to make simple wheat fermented glutinous rice.

This wheat fermented glutinous rice is actually boiled husked wheat and let it cool. The cooked wheat grains are full and crystal clear, exuding a unique aroma of wheat.After adding the koji and fermenting for two days, the gauze covering the jar was lifted, and a unique smell of wine mixed with wheat came out.

The taste of wheat glutinous rice is sour and sweet, and it is sealed in a glass jar and hung in the well. After harvesting the wheat, a cool mouthful of wheat glutinous rice will relieve the heat and boredom of the day.

But dare not feed Jian Qiu and the others, for fear of getting drunk.

When Yu Yang was a child, because of his greedy mouth, he ate too much wheat fermented glutinous rice made by his grandmother, and slept alone in the wheat pile all day, which worried his family to the core.

Jian Qiu lay on the edge of the well and stared intently at the glass bottles in the well, his tail and ears were shaking excitedly, Yu Dong looked at him and imitated him and looked at the few small bottles in the well.

Yu Yang was sitting under the eaves with a cattail fan. Several puppies wanted to get close to her but dared not. They kept circling not far from her.

Jian Fan took the freshly washed tomatoes and cucumbers from the field and handed them to Yu Yang, saying, "Do you want to eat?"

Looking at the dripping vegetables in the basket, Yu Yang took a cucumber from it.It's a pity that there was too much rain this year, and tomatoes are plants that don't like rain. Although they didn't die from waterlogging, the fruit they produced had black spots on the surface, and many of them fell to the ground and rotted.

It stands to reason that the mountains are much cooler than other places, but this is not the case. Because the water vapor volatilized by the trees cannot be dispersed, it is stuffy in the forest, making the mountains even hotter.It would have to wait until the evening for the hot air to dissipate completely, and now the wind that blows over at noon carries a scorching breath.

"Those two kids are still thinking about the wheat fermented glutinous rice." Jian Fang laughed.

"I just finished eating a big bowl, and now I'm thinking about it again. You can't secretly feed them. I won't be able to eat later." Yu Yang shook the fan in his hand, closed his eyes and yawned.

"When it's noon, I'm lazy and sleepy." Yu Yang wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes after speaking.

Jian Bao: "Go and sleep, it will be cooler if you open the window and there will be a draft."

As soon as Jian Bao's words fell, the big raindrops fell down.

The wheat in my yard is dried on the plastic sheet, and it can be dragged to the eaves by shaking it twice, which is more convenient.But there is still a lot of wheat drying on the cement dam at the foot of the mountain, so it is more troublesome to collect it.

After a few people worked hard for a while, they finally took all the wheat back home.

Looking at the piles of wheat, he hurriedly spread the wheat in the house to prevent the wet wheat from being spoiled.

The only meat left in the house was the half pheasant hanging on the shelf. Yu Yang looked at it and felt a little reluctant to eat it. Jian Qiu held Yu Yang's hand and looked at it for a while, and took out a red one from his pocket. plums.He took a bite, narrowing his eyes sourly.

"Come and knead the dough for me, I'll chop the stuffing." Jian Fang shouted.

Yu Yang licked his mouth, walked to the stove and took over the work from Jian Bao.

"Do you want to make buns?" Yu Yang asked.

"The newly harvested wheat makes the flour more fragrant, but today I don't eat steamed stuffed buns, I eat fried rice with red oil."

After Jian Fan finished speaking, he finely chopped green onion on the cutting board.

Yu Yang caught a glimpse of fresh river prawns in the big bowl on the table, which was what Jian Qiu dragged Yu Yang to the river ditch beside the field yesterday when he was free.

In her spare time, Jian Qiu especially likes to go to the river ditch to touch fish and shrimps. The more times she goes, the river shrimps that come back are not easy to eat. Jian Fan cooks the processed shrimps and dries them. Slowly, there is a small bag of river shrimps. Dried shrimp, this is Jian Qiu's treasure.

Chop the prepared fish into stuffing, add pepper powder and a spoonful of lard, stir with a little green onion and ginger water in one direction.

Yu Yang didn't know how to roll the dough with a rolling pin, so he had to put the reconciled dough aside, retreated to the stove and started a fire.

After washing the shrimp heads, put them into the pot and stir-fry the shrimp oil, remove them and set them aside.

Take a rolled dough, add the marinated minced fish and shrimp, use your fingers to dip some water and draw a circle along the dough, pinch it tightly.

After the Chao Shou was wrapped, the water in the pot also boiled.Jian Fan put Chaoshou into the pot to cook, covered the pot, turned around and took out four bowls from the cupboard, and added a spoonful of rice vinegar and sugar, a spoonful of homemade chili oil, half a spoonful of chili powder and crushed peanuts.

After the Chao Shou comes out of the pan, mix it with the adjusted sauce, pour a little hot soup for cooking the Chao Shou, and finally sprinkle with chopped green onion, and drizzle with the pre-prepared shrimp oil.

Before Jian Fang called for dinner, two pairs of big eyes gathered at the door, the two of them poked their heads around the kitchen door, wrinkling their noses from time to time to inhale the aroma wafting out of the kitchen.

"Eat delicious food." Jian Fang waved at them, then turned his head to Yu Yang and said, "It's a pity we don't have soy sauce, otherwise it would be more delicious."

Jian Bao's eyes were bright in the mist, she carefully handed the bowl on the stove to the two crazy children, and softly told them to eat slowly and be careful not to burn it.

As soon as she finished speaking, Jian Qiu fell to the ground without taking a few steps while holding the bowl. Looking at the torn bowl and the scattered hands on the ground, her big eyes were full of helplessness.

He got up and stood aside, looking at Yu Dong who was squatting on the ground and then at Jian Bao.With a face that looked like he was about to cry or not, Jian Fan knew that Jian Qiu was about to cry, so he stretched out his hand to pull him.

"Did you get burned? Does your body hurt?" Jian Fang pulled Jian Qiu to check it over and asked anxiously.

Jian Qiu shook her head.

Yu Yang put down the food he had just eaten, cleaned up the things on the ground, threw away the broken porcelain pieces, and fed the dirty ones to rhubarb.With Jian Bao around, she believed that Jian Qiu would be able to coax her well soon.

Jian Qiu let Jian Bao pull him away, without speaking, with the corners of his mouth bent downward.

"Oh, what's the matter?" Jian Fang stopped and tilted his head to see Jian Qiu reached out to touch his face.

Who knew that this touch would make Jian Qiu feel wronged.

Jian Qiu understands that every food in the family is hard-won and cannot be wasted, and he blames himself for spilling his hands.

He raised his head, squeezed the hem of his trousers tightly, dragged his tail on the ground and began to cry.

Jian Fan quickly put his arms around Jian Qiu, patted his head and coaxed him: "Don't cry, don't cry, mother just touch it, just touch it."

Jian Fan frantically coaxed Jian Qiu, and patted him on the back lightly: "It's not a waste, I'll eat it with rhubarb. Our family's Jian Qiu is very good. Knowing how to catch fish will help mother a lot."

Jian Qiu also nodded deeply in Jian Bao's arms, sniffed and hugged Jian Bao not to let go.

Jian Fan let go of her hands and revealed a helpless smile.

Unexpectedly, as soon as her hand left Jian Qiu's head, Jian Qiu hummed, and he shook Jian Bao's waist lightly.

"Touch it again, it'll be fine if you touch it, good boy." Jian Fang put his arms around Jian Qiu and stood under the eaves outside the kitchen, next to him was a puppy rolling at Jian Qiu's feet.

After coaxing Jian Qiu, Jian Bao cooked another bowl of chaoshou for him.

As soon as she turned around, a little girl came into her arms, she hugged Jian Bao's waist, her face was flushed with tension, she closed her eyes and said softly, "I want to touch my head too."

Jian Fan held up the colander, smiled, and patted Yu Dong's head with one hand.

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