Mid-Levels Farm

On the first morning when he moved in, Sheng Wuyu woke up to the melodious sound of birds.

One side of the bed is a half-wall of glass, which just inlaid the mountain scenery outside the window as a picture. In the morning, the curtains are automatically opened according to the preset time, reflecting the mountain scenery on one wall into the bedroom.

Sheng Wuyu opened his eyes and looked out of the window for a while. In the distance, there were lush mountains, the sky was high and the clouds were clear, and the sky was bright. Nearby, the mountains were green and the trees were quiet. On a tree not far away, a squirrel could be seen jumping. Looking for food, a few sparrows stayed outside the window sill, looking at him curiously through the glass. Xiao Bu pounced on him, and the sparrows scattered in shock. After a while, they boldly jumped back and looked at Xiao Bu through the glass.

Sheng Wuyu didn't get up in a hurry, but just half-lyed and squinted his eyes, watching the morning light shine on the bedroom from the high skylight, as if he was no longer in the world.

"To the extreme of the emptiness, keep quiet. Everything is done together, I can watch its recovery."

Feeling good.

Sheng Wuyu tasted this kind of blankness and leisure when he got up and had nothing to do by himself. Although he was not used to it, he was the only one left in this world, and he no longer needed to bear anything, recognize anything, and prove What, it's good, it's a good start.

He got up and got on the wheelchair, went to the bathroom to wash up, and then drove the wheelchair out of the room. He saw Xiaobu squatting in the corridor looking down curiously at the luxuriant vegetable field in the middle of the yard.

A little black dog was tied to the side of the vegetable field and looked at Xiao Bu vigilantly, but he didn't bark.

Xuan Xiaodong was pulling vegetables in the vegetable field, and Sheng Wuyu drove his wheelchair down the yard with great interest, and saw that the path in the middle of the vegetable field had been remodeled, paved with smooth bamboo plank roads, allowing his wheelchair to pass unimpeded.

Xuan Xiaodong straightened up when he came out: "Are you up? There are grains and bean porridge on the kitchen table, and there are some buns in the steamer. I'll get them for you."

Sheng Wuyu saw that he was holding a few green plants in his hand, which didn't look like the vegetables he usually saw, and asked him, "What's that in your hand?"

Xuan Xiaodong shook the leaves in his hand and said: "Nine-storied pagoda, here are some spices, rosemary, mint, coriander, onion, garlic, perilla, etc., have a strong smell and can repel insects."

Sheng Wuyu stretched out and saw a clump of yellow sorrel growing on the ground, with small and exquisite capsules. He stretched out his fingertips to touch it slightly, and the package of capsules burst open, densely packed with countless small seeds full of vitality. Hitting his fingertips was a new experience, and he smiled slightly: "It's okay, you finish your work first, I'm not hungry."

Xuan Xiaodong looked up at him, didn't say anything, just lowered his head and pulled out a few nine-storied pagodas, shaking the soil on the roots in the mud, and then put them into the vegetable basket on the side, which already contained a lot of spices .

However, Sheng Wuyu saw some worry from that look, and couldn't help laughing: "Why do you look at me like this and worry about me?"

Xuan Xiaodong said: "Mr. Sheng also said before, did the medicine affect your appetite? But it's best to eat the three meals on time."

Only then did Sheng Wuyu realize that he still remembered this, and he couldn't help but smile again: "It's a side effect of reducing appetite—but it's not necessarily the reason for the medicine. I wasn't too keen on eating before, as long as I can eat enough." , The doctor said that I have symptoms of depression, and maybe my appetite has also been reduced.”

Xuan Xiaodong pulled out a few more garlic and onion plants, straightened up: "Go to the kitchen, I've done it."

Sheng Wuyu slowly drove the wheelchair to the kitchen, watched Xuan Xiaodong wear water shoes and boil the water at the open-air faucet outside the kitchen, wash the freshly picked vegetables, bent over to change the shoes, and then carried the wash The dishes came in.

Sheng Wuyu was already sitting at the dining table, raised the wheelchair, and saw that a pot of miscellaneous grains and bean porridge and a pot of milky white soy milk had been placed on the dining table. He took a spoon and put two spoonfuls of bean porridge into the bowl. I took out a spoon and drank it slowly, while counting the number of grains in the porridge - red beans, red beans, wheat, millet, sesame, mung beans. It can be seen that it has been soaked for a long time and cooked carefully, and the taste is very good.

Xuan Xiaodong opened the steamer, brought out a plate of steamed buns and put them on the table, and introduced to him, "This is stuffed with crystal, this is bun with beans and meat, this is bun with radish, and this is bun with red bean paste. There are four kinds of stuffing in total. , to see which one you like to eat, if you don't like it, I can make you a bowl of noodles."

Sheng Wuyu took two sips of bean porridge, and said with a smile, "Shi Jiqing should have told you that I eat everything and I'm not picky about anything."

Xuan Xiaodong didn't answer. He took the nine-story pagoda rosemary that he picked just now and washed it again. He put it on the cutting board and cut it into pieces with a knife, and threw it into the pressure cooker.

Sheng Wuyu counted while eating, watching him keep throwing things into the pot, parsley, nine-storied pagoda, rosemary, carrots, onions, coriander... Finally, he threw a few bay leaves and cloves into it. .

Then he started cutting the meat, first the ham, and then put a few big bones, and saw him put a whole washed and killed chicken into the pot—it seems that he should get up early in the morning, early in the morning I have done so many things, but what kind of dishes are I going to do with all the fuss?

Sheng Wuyu couldn't help asking: "What are you doing?

Xuan Xiaodong took a piece of ham, cut it into cubes, and threw mahjong cubes into the pot again, saying, "I'm making a soup base, similar to the broth used by chefs, to enhance the flavor and freshness of cooking."

Sheng Wuyu glanced at the pot: "Put so much ingredients? We can't finish it, can't we? Don't waste it?"

However, Xuan Xiaodong took out a live shrimp from a small bucket on the side, changed a knife, skillfully sliced ​​open the shrimp body, pulled out the shreds, and then threw it into the pot, saying: "Boil these into a thick soup, and then put them in the refrigerator. Frozen in the oven, every time you cook, scoop a spoonful, the taste will be particularly delicious, in fact, it is for the convenience and quickness of daily cooking, it is a lazy way, usually I just do it by myself, now you are here, two people For meals, boil a jar, which is convenient at ordinary times.”

Sheng Wuyu looked at his slender fingers, holding the translucent cyan prawns. The sharp blade cut open the body of the prawns that were still bouncing, and pulled out the prawn threads. I just eat whatever is fresh, and it tastes delicious no matter how you cook it.”

Xuan Xiaodong smiled: "Everyone has taste preferences."

"Besides, this soup has a light taste but rich layers. It is very convenient to make seasonal vegetables."

Sheng Wuyu repeated, "Does everyone have taste preferences?"

Xuan Xiaodong nodded: "Of course."

He meant something: "You can eat whatever you want. In fact, it's just an easy-going personality and doesn't like to trouble others, but you must still have your own preferences. Since you cook for yourself and have a choice, choose what you like. Mr. Sheng Just say what you like to eat, and you don’t have to accommodate others.”

Sheng Wuyu laughed silently, knowing that this was a tactful rebuttal to what he said just now: "It sounds like you have accommodated others? The food in the army is not good, right?"

Xuan Xiaodong smiled and said: "The army has nothing to say, big pot meals. My father is a chef in a small restaurant. When I was young, my family ate leftovers from restaurants, which were heavy in oil and salt. Later, my father passed away and I followed suit. Mother, mother has remarried, and the family is complicated, but the family conditions are very good, and the food cooked by the chef is not picky..."

Sheng Wuyu smiled and said, "But surely the chef will not cater to your taste, but mainly for the person who pays him?"

Xuan Xiaodong smiled: "Yes, their family loves sweets."

Sheng Wuyu nodded: "So now you grow your own food and eat whatever you want."

Xuan Xiaodong echoed: "That's right."

Sheng Wuyu asked, "Then what's your favorite dish?"

Xuan Xiaodong recalled: "I like raw fish, sashimi, and oysters."

Sheng Wuyu laughed: "It's a unique taste."

Xuan Xiaodong said: "When I was young, I used to eat restaurant leftovers at home. This kind of fresh, top-notch and expensive ingredients, we definitely can't touch it. Even if the guests have leftovers that are not fresh, they can only be cooked. Eat. So since I was a child, I have been looking forward to this kind of dish that a very rich person can order. I have eaten salmon a few times, and it is very unforgettable."

Xuan Xiaodong glanced at Sheng Wuyu, saw that he was listening attentively, seemed to be very focused, and continued to try to find something to say: "There are some texts in our elementary school, Maupassant's, in which the upper-class nobles eat oysters, and the writing is very greedy... "

Sheng Wuyu had an obvious smile on his lips: "My uncle Yule."

Xuan Xiaodong nodded: "Yes. Later, I went to my mother's place, and I could afford it, but the adults thought it was easy to have parasites, so they didn't let the children eat it."

"The more you don't let them eat, the more you want to eat them. What kind of raw pickled shrimps, what kind of drunk crabs, what kind of cold blood clams, it's great when you hear it. Even though you know how bad it is to eat every time..."

Sheng Wuyu finally couldn't help laughing: "In Yinghuo Technology, someone has developed a machine that can process fresh raw food, sterilize and remove parasites. Since you like eating raw food so much, I'll send it over tomorrow. .”

Xuan Xiaodong was surprised: "So convenient?"

Sheng Wuyu said: "Of course, it's just that it hasn't been put into the market yet, but it's okay for me to use it as the boss first."

Happiness appeared on Xuan Xiaodong's face: "That really benefits the society."

The whistle of the pressure cooker sounded, and it began to puff, and the strong fragrance permeated. Xuan Xiaodong hurried over to turn down the fire, and asked Sheng Wuyu, "What do you want to eat tomorrow? I'll prepare it first."

Sheng Wuyu really couldn't talk casually now, so he had to seriously promise: "You do it first, and I will tell you if I like something."

Xuan Xiaodong couldn't help laughing: "It sounds like you don't even know what you like to eat."

Sheng Wuyu explained: "The education I received since childhood is not to emphasize appetite, so you suddenly asked me what I particularly like to eat. I really can't remember it, and there is nothing I particularly want to eat."

Xuan Xiaodong nodded: "Mr. Sheng is self-disciplined."

Sheng Wuyu said: "Have you ever wanted to eat something?"

Xuan Xiaodong said: "Often times, I remember when I was in the army, once in the middle of the night I wanted to eat fried rice with eggs. Said that I want to eat fried rice with eggs, and I want to add seafood mushrooms, ham without any starch, and green beans... The whole dormitory sat up, and I was greedy for all of them, and condemned me. The higher-ups reported that night training would be temporarily added, and they really took us out for a drive, found a restaurant that was open at night, and forced me to make fried rice with eggs...the whole dormitory ate it before we stopped."

Sheng Wuyu nodded: "So, you are happiest when you are in the army."

Xuan Xiaodong suddenly changed the subject: "I'll soak some mung beans, and I'll cook you some mung bean paste tomorrow morning, and make some mung bean cakes by the way?"

Sheng Wuyu knew why he avoided the topic, apparently because he was afraid that when the army talked about the shooting incident that year, he didn't want to know the so-called truth, no matter whether the other party had the psychology of apologizing or making up, so he just followed along. The topic said: "It's all right."

He watched Xuan Xiaodong get up and go to the cupboard to get mung beans to wash and soak. His eyebrows stretched, his eyelashes drooped, his nose bridge was straight, and his thin lips were rosy. Regardless of his face or talent, this person can live very well in any place. good.

But he chose to live alone. When talking about the past, he neither shied away from covering up his poverty and being dependent on others, but he also did not exaggerate the hardships and embarrassments he had encountered. It is obvious that his father passed away and went to his mother to serve An unpopular oil bottle must have many stories.

But he didn't say that, as if the influence of these pasts on him was that he didn't get what he wanted to eat.

The happiest time was when he was in the army—but he had to quit. Originally, it was easy for a technical soldier like him to stay in the army as an officer.

Such a person, living in the countryside, still happily thinks about what to eat every day.Did he really go with the flow, didn't he feel any resentment towards the injustice of fate he had encountered?

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The author has something to say:

Xuan Xiaodong: What kind of food does Mr. Sheng like to eat?So difficult.

Sheng Wuyu: I really don't have anything I like to eat - I'll tell you if I have one later.

After a long time, Xuan Xiaodong turned his face away, gritted his teeth and gasped for breath, the corners of his eyes were red,

Sheng Wuyu calmly pursued and kissed the corner of his lips: "I found it—Xiaodong must do it well."

"So sweet."