Seed beans

Bian Chunhan's eyes lit up, he pushed aside the half-person-high thatched grass and deviated from the path stepped on in the forest, walked a few steps among the weeds, and snapped off the trunk of a small mulberry tree with a "click". He held it in his hand, picked the black and purple mulberry on it, and crushed it to feed Tata Wu'er.

The two ate all the way back, but when they got home, they couldn't see their fingers again.

As soon as Bian Xiashi saw the mulberry branch in Bian Chunhan's hand, his saliva dripped, and he jumped and shouted: "Sixth brother, eat, eat!"

Bian Chunhan quickly stuffed the branches together.

"Eat after washing!" Before Liu Fang'e could finish her sentence, Bian Xiashi was already sitting on the ground, grabbing a handful and stuffing it into her mouth, no matter if it was purple or green.

The mulberry fruit is sour even if it is not green enough.

"My son, you are a starving ghost who cannot be reborn."

Liu Fang'e came over with half a basin of water and asked Bian Hu to help wash it. She quickly picked out Bian Xiashi's big mouth with her fingers, and found that there was even half a leaf in it.

"Mother, the tenth brother is going to pick up the one on the ground and put it in his mouth again." Bian Changji shouted in a broken voice.

The ones on the ground had just been taken out of his mouth, and the chewed ones were messy, mixed with green ones and black ones, and were already covered with mud.

Liu Fang'e pinched him up and carried him into the kitchen.

"Ah-ah-eat, eat."

"Sit quietly and wait for your fifth brother to wash, and mother will get it for you."

Bian Chunhan watched his younger brothers bustle around the basin, carried Wu'er into the kitchen, and shouted, "Mom, is the meal ready? I'm starving to death."

Liu Fang'e saw that the mouths and faces of one big and one small were all black, and she raised her brows, "How many wild fruits have you and Wu'er eaten?"

Tata Wu'er was picked up by Bian Chunhan, except for his wooden basin, a set of clothes on his body, and a wooden sign hanging around his neck, there was nothing else.Based on experience, Liu Fang'e estimated that she should be five or six months old. The nutrition of the mothers in the village can't keep up. There are children who eat early and start to eat rice soup in a hundred days. Not everything can be eaten.

Porridge mixed with potatoes was the most unpopular at night. Bian Chunhan ate three bowls in a row, and finally scooped up half a bowl of vegetable soup, crushed two pieces of potatoes and mixed them to feed Tata Wuer.

Liu Fang'e watched Bian Chunhan gobble it up, opened her mouth a few times but didn't speak.

That night, Tata Wu'er had diarrhea and groaned uncomfortably.Bian Chunhan wrapped the little guy in his old coat and ran for three times, tears came out of his eyes.

Bian Yuan, who slept on the outermost side, couldn't stand it any longer. He got up and lit the stove to boil a bowl of boiling water, melted a little sugar and salt water and told Bian Chunhan to feed it in, and then grabbed a small handful of white rice and boiled it on the stove.

"Feed him this tomorrow morning, don't feed him other messy things, especially those unwashed wild fruits." Bian Yuan explained.

Bian Chunhan responded with tears in his voice, tossing and tossing for most of the night, and only squinting for a while at dawn.

Bian Changji has been making trouble since early in the morning, and he wants to go fishing with a few others of the same age.They found a ditch that was drying up and said they saw fish in it.

The field to go to today is relatively close to home, so Liu Fang'e decided to take her two young sons with her, and only asked Bian Changji to lead the eighth and ninth sons.

"No, the two of them followed a fish and couldn't touch it anymore."

Bian Cunzhi asked: "Then do you still eat?"

"I touched the fish and everyone ate together." Bian Changji stood at the door and looked out from time to time, fearing that his partners would leave.

"You want to fish, so what do you say about the two younger brothers who are not taken?" Bian Cunzhi had already arranged the farm tools, and patiently "negotiated" with Bian Changji.

Bian Changji had already said something if he had a way, and he would not mess around at all.He looked back and forth at his mother and elder brother for help.

"Anyway, I don't bring it!"

"I'm not going with Seventh Brother either, I want to play with Chong Zi by myself."

Old Babianfeng is five years old this year. In the mountain village where all the children are raised, the sensible ones don't need adults to watch him.

Lao Jiu always liked to run outside, but he clamored to follow.

"No, no, we agreed, we are not allowed to bring younger siblings, or we will cry again!"

"I won't cry, I won't cry..."

Bian Chunhan watched cheerfully, thinking that Wu'er would be such a pestering or coquettish person when he grew up, so he was very satisfied.

"Ah, by the way, father, mother, I'm leaving first." Bian Chunhan put on his backpack and shouted, "Mother, you can take the eighth brother to the field, the fields are full of bugs, the eighth brother You can't finish watching it all day. Don't even think about the seventh brother. Just wait and see. Luo Dacheng will definitely take his sister with you. You can take the ninth brother with you. Maybe he catches more fish than you. "

As soon as Bian Chunhan finished speaking, there was a shout from outside, and Luo Daguo came with his delicate sister on his back.

"Boys, it's better to be active when you go out to play, and the genius will shine." Bian Yuan greeted with a smile.

"Hey, Luo Dacheng, didn't you say that you are not allowed to take your sister!" Bian Changji jumped up and shouted.

The little girl Luo Tingting stood up and said, "I'm going, I'm going!"

Bian Chunhan smiled, wrapped Tata Wu'er up, and trotted out the door.The little guy hadn't woken up yet, he rubbed against Bian Chunhan's shoulder, yawned a little, and fell asleep again after a while.Bian Chunhan's brothers all raised grass. Liu Fang'e said it a hundred times, picked wild fruits and flowers outside, and stuffed them directly into their mouths. I didn't see any of them got sick because of it.However, one winter was particularly cold, and several pigs raised in the village froze to death. Each family shared about ten catties of meat and a few bones. A big pot was full, and a few small ones ate their stomachs round. As a result, they had diarrhea at night, and it was better to drink porridge for two days.

The school starts at 08:30, but generally the first grade students at [-] o'clock may not all arrive.It was still early in September, and it was only seven in the morning. Bian Chunhan took a detour and found a bean field that had already been harvested.

Soybeans, no matter how careful the farmers are, will always leak a little bit, and the harvesting of beans depends on robbing. If the soybeans are not completely dry too early, it is difficult to take them back, and the pods will explode when they are too late. in the field.

Last night I cooked white porridge for Tata Wu'er alone. Although the family didn't say anything, Bian Chunhan felt very uneasy, thinking of picking up some beans in the morning and noon to bring home.

In the evening, Bian Cunzhi saw that Bian Changji and his sons caught a lot of fish, so he asked Bian Hu to go for a trip, exchanged beans for a few pieces of tofu, and cooked a pot of fish soup.

Bian Chunhan shrugged his nose vigorously, and began to secrete saliva under his tongue, "It smells so good, mother, can we eat now?"

"Brother Six, Brother Six, fish, I caught the fish." Bian Qiumao shouted happily.

"Really? Ninth brother is amazing, how many did you catch?" Bian Chunhan squatted down and asked with a smile.

Bian Qiumao counted for a long time with his fingers, stretched out three fingers and waved, "I caught six."

"Well, the ninth brother is the most powerful, but six is ​​not like this, you see, one, two, three, four, five, five in one hand, well, one in the other hand, that's six, next I can't count the times wrong..." Bian Chunhan supported Wu'er with one hand, squatted on the ground, and slowly talked to Bian Qiumao.

Bian Feng looked at it for a while, then ran out quickly and came in again to push Bian Chunhan.

"Hey, what's the matter? What is this?" Bian Chunhan glanced back, and suddenly leaned back, almost falling to the ground.

Bian Feng stared at Bian Chunhan with round eyes, with an aggrieved expression on his face, and a big fat caterpillar in his palm.

This kind of worm with a green and yellowish body is called sesame worm here. It can grow to the size of half an adult's palm and the thickness of a thumb. It looks scary.

"insect."

"I didn't tell you, don't suddenly stretch out the worm in front of others, look, look, even Brother Six was scared by you, and almost scared me to death last time, what if others do, others If you want to find fault, if you scare Luo Tingting like that, wow, don't even think about it..." Bian Changji started nagging like a little old lady.

Bian Chunhan regained his strength, endured the feeling of fluff all over his body, and took a closer look, "There are patterns on this bug, isn't it? You need to show this to Brother Six."

Bian Qiumao nodded.

"It's time to eat, it's time to eat." Liu Fang'e served all the food before calling her a big family.

"Come on, old man, brother, I want to tell you a few words." Bian Yuan called someone to sit down beside him, "Next time, you can't bring out worms suddenly, many people don't like worms, it will scare others. Do you know?"

"Why? Bugs are very interesting." Bian Qiumao leaned on Bian Yuan and said.

"Well, everyone likes different things." Bian Yuan explained.

"I know, sixth brother likes Wu'er." Bian Qiumao said.

"Also, don't always pick up bugs with your hands. Some bugs will bite, and others may swell up when you touch them. After you go to school, you can figure out all the bugs before you can catch them with your hands."

Bian Qiumao nodded obediently.

Liu Fang'e specially filled two bowls of fish soup with not enough salt in it, and gave it to Bian Lao Yao and Tata Wu'er.

Tonight there is fish soup and cooked rice, and the whole family eats with smiles on their faces.

The farms are divided into households, among other things, this year at least the family has more food rations. In the past, it was rare to eat a dry meal all year round. Now, with potatoes, sweet potatoes and the like mixed in, they can have a full meal every two days.

There was fish soup accompanied by white rice porridge, and Bian Chunhan chewed a few small pieces of tofu and fed it in. Tata Wuer burped for the first time after eating.

Bian Chunhan said pleasantly, "Mother, Wu'er can hiccup."

"You stand up and give him a pat on the back, tell him to give him two more beatings, so as to save him from eating," Liu Fang'e said.

Bian Chunhan did as he did, and stopped laughing for a while, "Okay, dear, let's take a bath, it smells delicious."