Bianshanhan [farming]

Bai Shengsheng’s pumpkin seeds are soaked in a pot, in addition to water, there are salt, sugar, pepper, fragrant leaves, etc., after soaking for a long time, put them in a pot and cook for about two quarters of an hour, then remove and put Drain on a grate and air dry.

Naturally, the melon seeds cannot be taken outside in such weather. After spreading out, put them near the fire wall, and the melon seeds will dry out in less than half a day.

The weather in the border town is always dry in winter, and when the kang and the fire wall are burned, people get nosebleeds at every turn.

When Jiang Cong entered, Mrs. Chen stepped forward to sweep the snow off her body with a small broom.Without him opening his mouth, he said, "Zai'er is frying melon seeds in the back."

After entering the east room and saying hello to Li Maoxian and Li Qingrui, Jiang Cong went to the back room, and Jiang Shi, who had been burning the fire, got up with a smile and got out of the way.

Jiang Cong is a good fireman, and he can control the heat very well. Everyone knows that pumpkin seeds are very popular in the capital. Jiang doesn't know, but thinks that Jiang Cong's fire is at least not easy to fry.

Li Qingwen was about to pour it into the pot when he saw Jiang Cong coming, his eyes flashed with surprise, but because his sister-in-law and mother were still there, he just reached out and touched Jiang Cong's face, "It's still so cold outside? "

"Well, it's quite windy." Jiang Cong replied.

Jiang Cong touched the rim of the iron pot to feel the heat, and then slightly disperse the fire in the stove.

The pumpkin seeds went into the pot, and Li Qingwen took a wooden shovel and shoveled it back and forth.

The mouth of the stove was very hot. After sitting for a while, Jiang Cong's hands warmed up, and he stuffed firewood into it while responding to Chen's words.

After leaving the status of exiles, Jiang Cong and Jiang Liping were busier than before. Throughout the year, Mrs. Chen hadn't seen Jiang Cong. Now that she was free, she naturally wanted to ask more about the family in Hongzhou.

The white melon seeds were stained with a touch of yellow, and the fragrance also came out. Li Qingwen moved the shovel faster, and grabbed a few melon seeds for Jiang Cong, "Brother, taste whether they are ripe or not."

Jiang Cong had never eaten fried melon seeds, so he didn't know what was raw or cooked. He peeled off the outer skin to reveal the flat melon seeds inside, stood up, and stuffed them into Li Qingwen's mouth.

Some rough fingertips rubbed against his lower lip, and Li Qingwen's heart skipped a beat, he didn't realize it was cooked...

Taking a sneak peek at Jiang Cong, the other party was seriously burning the fire, as if the action just now was careless.

No way, Li Qingwen stir-fried for a while, this time without his hands, Jiang Cong grabbed a few from the pot and continued to feed them to Li Qingwen.

Mrs. Chen watched from the side, smiling all over her face. The more she looked at Jiang Cong, the more pleasing she was. Not a family, but a family.

When it was finally ripe, Li Qingwen shoveled out the melon seeds from the pot, put them in the basket, and handed them to Mrs. Chen, "Mother, you go to the front room to eat, I'll cook a few more pots."

Ever since eating pumpkins, every household has regarded the seeds inside as treasures. When eating pumpkins, every melon seed is well preserved. A melon that can bear dozens or even hundreds of catties from one seed is almost a rarity.

After two years of planting pumpkins, the seeds produced from one acre of pumpkins can weigh one to two hundred catties. Finally, they no longer need to be treated like eyeballs, and can be fried and eaten.

Li Qingwen soaked a sack of melon seeds, and wanted to fry them all at once, scoring more than a dozen pots.

How could Mrs. Chen leave her son and Jiang Cong to work here, and go eat by herself, but she refused, so Li Qingwen persuaded and pushed his mother to the front room.

Everyone has eaten fried pine nuts and hazelnuts, but this is the first time I have fried melon seeds. It tastes salty and fresh, and the skin is very crispy.

Before leaving, Mrs. Chen stuffed a lot into Jiang Cong's hands. Now, Jiang Cong was sitting on a small bench. Because of his height, this action seemed a little wronged, but he didn't feel it. melon seeds.

In the end, he and Li Qingwen shared the melon seeds equally.

After everything was fried, Li Qingwen was sweating, and his throat was so hot. He and Jiang Cong went to the front and drank two bowls of tea each before finally quenching their thirst.

They brought the tea back from Hongzhou. Hongzhou produces tea, and the types of tea are different in different places. Every household gave Li Qingwen a lot, gave some to others, and the rest is enough to drink for several years up.

The melon seed husks next to Li Qingfeng were the highest, his eyes were sharp like something, and he said: "Is the son a glutton or something, no matter how hard he bites himself."

As soon as he opened his mouth, other people in the room couldn't help but look at the clear teeth marks on Li Qingwen's mouth, and couldn't help laughing one by one: "I'll stew the big bones tomorrow, don't worry."

In Yangshu Village, no matter if you bite your tongue or your lips, you will be called gluttonous, and you will even bite your own mouth.

Li Zhengyan slipped down from the kang and hugged Li Qingwen's thigh, "I'll catch chickens with my brother later, how many do you want to eat?"

Li Qingwen's cheeks became hot from being teased, and he thought angrily, you should look carefully, did I bite that mark?

He couldn't tell the truth no matter what, he could only allow himself to be "stigmatized" as a "greedy meat", but the perpetrator was still smiling innocently by the side.

Li Qingrui was also laughing, smiling, and couldn't help his face tightening, so he couldn't laugh anymore.

Their son really can't pretend, the aggrieved look on his face is obviously wronged, his mouth is not bitten by himself, then the matter is even bigger, alas.

Li Qingrui went to the Westinghouse first, walking around anxiously.

When he was in Grand Duke Luo Wei's territory, his younger brother slipped his tongue when he was seriously injured. At that time, he was full of fear that his younger brother would not be rescued, and he seldom thought about the matter between Jiang Cong and him.

Later, when the two of them came back from the forest, it could be seen that his younger brother really had a hell of a time. For the sake of his health, he endured all the time and did not break through.

Of course, Li Qingrui also thought that his younger brother might have been with Jiang Cong for a long time and was too dependent on him. Maybe he went to the capital, and the two of them got far away, and gradually faded away. Maybe they will recover in the future.

But now it seems that instead of being alienated because they haven't seen each other for a year, they get closer.

Li Qingrui had a headache.

On that side, no matter what Li Qingwen explained, Li Zhengliang and Li Zhengyan rushed to the chicken coop like wolves and tigers. After a while, there were a few chickens that did not survive the cold winter.

Li Qingwen and Li Qingfeng went out to deliver melon seeds together. Before they left, they saw Jiang Cong being taken to the wing by his elder brother. Li Qingwen asked if he wanted to come together, but his elder brother gave him a sideways look.

Did the eldest brother not sleep well at night, and his complexion was a little pale, Li Qingwen thought to himself, but did not listen to his footsteps.

There was a strong wind blowing outside, but before reaching the place, I heard the crying of the children in the house, which was very loud.

Entering the house, closing the door, and isolating the fatal wind and snow, Li Qingwen rubbed the snow off his boots on the sackcloth in the house, and Mao Mao behind him also wiped and wiped the four hooves, clean and fresh into the house.

As soon as Li Qingwen came in, he saw the fourth brother pinching the face of the crying child and questioning her, "Crying so much, is it freezing you, or starving you, or are you looking for trouble here?"

I don't know if she was shocked, the little baby stared at her big round eyes, her mouth shrunk, and her voice gradually became smaller.

Li Maoyu was making dough by the stove, when she heard the movement, she put flour on her cover, and said with a smile, "Look, even though she is small, she also knows which ones are easy to provoke and which ones are not."

Li Qingfeng used to be a tyrant in Yangshu Village, able to control all the children, but after arriving in the border town, his reputation remained undiminished.

Taking the doll from his cousin, Li Qingfeng put her on Mao Mao's back, the child danced and laughed, and was soon sent back to the kang mercilessly, Li Qingfeng told her, if you cry again, the dog won't play with you .

Maomao immediately responded and called twice, with a serious expression.

Li Maoyu was making vermicelli. When Li Qingwen first arrived home, some new flour had just been ground, so he mixed it together to make two pots of vermicelli. After drying, put it in sauerkraut and stew it. , The aunts are vying to learn.

Because there is no alum added, the vermicelli is very easy to break, but it is eaten at home, as long as it tastes good, I don’t care about the others.

Li Qingwen came all the time, helping my sister-in-law to make all the noodles, and when it was time to eat, he didn't stay for dinner because Jiang Cong was waiting at home.

When the two brothers went back, they happened to meet their uncle and aunt coming over, carrying a wooden barrel for pickling pickles in their hands.

In the village, pickles are indispensable for every household throughout the year. Every family will pickle a few kinds. If the pickles are delicious, they will also give them to their close ones. Lu's is good at making chive flower sauce, and they give them to Li Qingwen's family every year. Bring a lot.

Leek Flower Sauce is a pulp made from pickled leeks. It is green, salty and spicy, and has a strong taste, but it is very popular when served with rice.

In addition to bringing pickled vegetables, there is another good news, that is, the daughter-in-law is happy.

After arriving in the border town, there is no need to worry about eating and drinking. Getting married and having a child is the most important thing. Li Qingwen's cousin was injured when she gave birth last time. After taking Zhou Yao's medicine for these years, she slowly recuperated and finally got pregnant. The whole family was overjoyed.

Li Qingwen thought, as long as one of his parents asked him to marry him on this matter, he would immediately start to confide in him.

However, father and mother only took a bunch of things back to uncle and aunt, and didn't mention him. Li Qingwen was extremely disappointed.

Jiang Cong saw his eagerness in his eyes, and couldn't help but smile a little more in his eyes, but thinking of the previous things, the smile disappeared in a flash, and soon returned to normal.

During the coldest days, Mrs. Zhang disappeared, and Li Maoqun, who had been staying in the brewery, finally came out, followed by his brothers and sisters-in-law in sackcloth and filial piety. Li Qingwen and his relatives who hadn't paid five clothes all had to go to the funeral.

There are elderly people who have coffins and shrouds in their homes, because the border town is too remote, and they can’t be bought. Prepare them in advance, so as not to save people who die and have no place to buy them, and rush to bury them.

The coffin was placed in the coffin for a day, and relatives and neighbors came to pay their respects. The Zhang family was not very popular, and only the two daughters-in-law pretended to cry a few times. It was cold, and the visitors were very cold, so they only burned the paper and muttered a few times. .

The day of the burial was also a joy. The grave was dug early, the coffin was lowered, the soil was buried, and the paper was burned.

From the beginning to the end, Li Maoqun did not shed a single tear, and did everything that should be done.