After graduation, I went home to keep bees

It took a whole night for Shantang to take pictures of all the old books that Jiang Xia threw to him. The memory of his mobile phone was almost insufficient. The tortoise shells, animal bones and the like also had to be photographed.

Shan Rong nodded repeatedly at the side, seeing that Jiang Xia was a little reluctant, and disliked them running back and forth to delay him making data for the idol, so he immediately launched a lure——

"Brother Xia, it must be very hard to stay up late at night to make data, right? I'll cook something delicious for you later!"

"Okay, I'll give you the key, you open the door to take pictures! I'll tell you, don't move the stones on the shelf!"

"Is it a family heirloom?" Shan Tang's eyes lit up, and Shan Rong couldn't help but sit up straight and look over.

"You think too much." Jiang Xia ruthlessly broke everyone's mysterious fantasy about witch worship culture, "It's just ordinary stones. My father picked them up and collected them. He likes to play with stones. Those are his relics. Just don't touch them. gone."

Shan Tang immediately walked away with a look of disappointment.

Jiang Xia succeeded in the equivalent exchange, and began to urge Jiang Xiaoman to make him a midnight snack.

"Don't worry, I will let you have supper." There is almost no network here in Jiang's house, and he is too embarrassed to use Jiang Xia's wireless network, which will delay him from making data for idols, so he has to go to the "storage room" next door. Help Jiang Xia tidy up the storage room of his house, put aside the daily chemical products, put aside the inedible sundries, put aside the edible things such as rice, flour, grain and oil, and put aside the rotten fruits, insect-infested grains, broken All the copper, rotten iron and the like were cleaned out and thrown to the door, and then thrown into the garbage dump at dawn.

After such a tidying up, Jiang Xia, who was originally a poor family, suddenly became rich——

A large bag of unopened rice, two bags of corn noodles, two bags of flour, a large bag of dried chilies, three cured chickens, a piece of unopened ham, and two bottles of sesame oil that looked like someone gave them in bulk , a large bag full of wild pecans, half a bag of peanuts, a few bottles of honey, and a sack of sweet potato vermicelli...

"Hey! It's all given by others. Who told me to be a witch?" Jiang Xia waved her hand indifferently, telling him to take whatever he wanted to eat, and throw away the expired and broken ones.

Jiang Xiaoman has serious doubts, as long as this guy is given a network cable, he can live forever!

Surprised to find so many ingredients, supper is easy to make.I took a pickled cured chicken out, smelled it, and it didn’t taste bad, so I chopped it into pieces, soaked it in boiling water, drained the water, then heated the oil pan, poured a handful of garlic cloves into it and sautéed it until fragrant, poured it into Chicken nuggets, stir-fry until the chicken nuggets change color, pour half a pot of cold water, so that the cooked chicken soup will have a salty taste, so you don’t need to add extra salt when making gnocchi.

A few wild vegetables at the door were bald by Jiang Xiaoman when they were making dinner. You can’t make noodles without side dishes, so Jiang Xiaoman could only run to ask Jiang Xia where his vegetable garden is. If it’s not far away, go there at night with a flashlight. Picking a handful of vegetable leaves is not dangerous.

"Vegetable garden? I don't grow vegetables. I buy them from the hops grandma next door. You can go to her vegetable garden and pick them. I will write them down in the account. I will pay her family at the end of the month."

"Forget about being lazy!" Jiang Xiaoman glared at him bitterly, asked where the vegetable garden next door was, and went to pick vegetables by himself with a flashlight.

Picking a handful of chard and a small handful of chives and coming back, the chicken soup was boiling. Jiang Xiaoman hurriedly lifted the lid of the pot, took a large spoon to skim off the foam on the surface, and removed another one. Firewood, let the chicken soup simmer slowly, then took a big basin, went to scoop up half a basin of flour, thought about it, and added a bowl of corn noodles in it.

After all, there is only so little food in the family, and he is afraid that Jiang Xia will be poor.

"Aren't you tired from running around? Can't you just move the bag of noodles to the kitchen?" Jiang Xia, a slob, still despises him.

Jiang Xiaoman looked at him speechlessly: "Rice and flour bags can't be put in the kitchen, they are easy to be damp and moldy."

He could tell that Jiang Xia was a kitchen rookie at all!If he hadn't made some money by chasing stars by accident, he would have starved to death long ago.

The stewed marinated chicken soup is different from the fresh one. It smells salty. Jiang Xiaoman took out a piece of chicken and tasted it. He found that the meat had been stewed badly. Sprinkle the chopped green onion and chard leaves in turn, without any other seasoning.

Just now, Jiang Xiaoman found a jar of unopened chili sauce in the storage room, and I don't know which "believer" gave it to Jiang Xia. He happened to scoop a bowl out to make side dishes, and Shantang took the photo from behind When he came back, he smelled the scent and almost jumped up happily: "Xiao Man, how do you know I'm hungry?"

"Don't be so sentimental! Xiaoman made it for me, otherwise you think you can take pictures of so many treasures in my house?" Jiang Xia pushed him away, and was not busy making data, and took the biggest one in the cupboard first. A large bowl of salted chicken soup noodles was filled with delight, and I ran to the main room to eat it.

While eating, he also beckoned Shan Rong and Jiang Youliang, who were sitting next to them and dozed off, to fill it up by themselves. Those who didn't know thought he made the pot of gnocchi.

Jiang Youliang numbly ran to get a bowl of noodles, which was tasteless. This time, Shan Rong got what he wanted, and his own dream was completely shattered—the successor little witch priest looked like It’s even more unreliable than imagined. It doesn’t matter if you don’t do production, and you don’t study the precious letters left by the old witch priests. You don’t want to pray for the mountain people.

Hey, the last branch of Langshan's witch worship, in Jiang Xia's generation, is probably completely over.

Perhaps, the only thing to be thankful for is that Jiang Xia still guarded this ancestral property and did not leave, unlike the witch priests of the Shan family over in Chestnut Valley, who went out to pray for the rich more than ten years ago...

There was nothing to say all night, and early the next morning, thinking about the family's chickens and pigs being unfed, coupled with the complete disillusionment of the new witch worship, Jiang Youliang was anxious to go home.

"I'll go down with you, take a ride, and go to the market to buy some fruit." Jiang Xia also picked up the keys and an oversized outdoor backpack.

It is absolutely impossible for him to carry a backpack, so dirty!

"You buy less, enough to last for two days. I threw out a lot of rotten apples and pears from your storage room last night, as well as a big pineapple. You won't eat it after you buy it!" Jiang Xiaoman couldn't help it. remind him.

Although Langshan is so big, there are not many fruit growers. Many fruits are wholesaled from outside the mountain, which is very expensive!Anyway, when Jiang Xiaoman usually goes home, he always brings fruit in big bags from school, and he will never waste it like Jiang Xia, who has to go to the market to buy fruit.

"Why are you more verbose than the old man? Hurry up!" Jiang Xia pushed him aside with a dark face.

Jiang Xiaoman was pushed to spin around in place by him, and when he turned his head, he saw a huge sea of ​​clouds in front of him!

"Wow~" Jiang Xiaoman opened his eyes wide and raised his phone involuntarily.

Their home is also in the mountains, but the mountains are not too high, unlike Jiangxia's side, which is the real "top of the mountains", and surrounded by mountains, the water vapor is not easy to disperse. It is especially easy to describe the large sea of ​​clouds in summer and autumn. Morning glow, sea of ​​clouds, flying birds... the whole picture is as beautiful as a fairyland!

Jiang Xiaoman climbed to the low stone wall of Jiang Xia's house, stood on it and took a panoramic view, jumped down impatiently, and grabbed Jiang Xia's arm: "Brother Xia, can I borrow your wireless network card?"

In a hurry, he posted the video he just shot on his personal homepage, and was laughed at by Jiang Xia who was beside him: "Don't bother! You don't have a drone to take aerial photos, so not many people will watch it when you post it."

Jiang Xiaoman doesn't care about him. He also knows that it's not as easy to do self-media in the past two years. Why haven't netizens seen it?However, he didn't plan to suddenly become popular with a few videos, he just wanted to enrich his videos as much as possible, and he didn't plan to rely on the platform to bring goods from the beginning.

To put it bluntly, the things he will sell in the future, whether it is local embroidery or honey, are not high-end products, and they are not suitable for live sales on short video platforms. Short videos are just a platform for him to show his products to customers. , The content is uploaded, and the customer is interested, just send the link directly, otherwise it is unrealistic to post the video over and over again, and the traffic of no one is not blown by the wind.

After uploading the video, a few people rode the clouds and went down the mountain.The fog on the mountain was very thick, and the visibility was also very low. He stopped and walked, and when he reached the bottom of the mountain, Jiang Xiaoman picked up his phone and looked at it. It was almost eleven o'clock.

They couldn't find the village where they parked. Fortunately, Jiang Xiaoman had prepared for it. After breakfast, he made a dozen baked pies with yesterday's leftovers. The pies didn't have time to ferment the dough, and they were made of dead flour pancakes. However, both sides of the roast are browned, so it is not unpalatable even if it is cold.

The stuffing inside is rich, there are minced bacon, sour peppers, chopped chard sticks, etc. Jiang Xiaoman also took some chili sauce in a plastic bag, and a few people sat in the car, dipping in the chili sauce Eating pies, mouth full of oil, full of food and drink, everyone else has a large water bottle with them, only Jiang Xia, a single dog, didn't bring anything.

Jiang Xia: "..." Why do you all bring such a big water bottle when you go out?

"No, brother, don't you usually bring water when you go down the mountain?" Jiang Xiaoman also broke down a bit.

"It's fine for me to drink mountain spring water. Besides, I can buy mineral water in the village." Jiang Xia is still plausible.

"Forget it, you can drink mine." Jiang Xiaoman unscrewed the kettle and told him to drink from the spout.

After eating and drinking enough, the fog in the mountains had cleared up a bit, Shantang drove Jiang Xia all the way to the intersection closest to the market, where he could catch the bus to the market.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xia didn't know which true god he had offended (or he might have offended too much). When he got off the car, he stepped on the ground and sprained his foot!

Seeing Jiang Xia falling to the ground with a pale face, Jiang Xiaoman was speechless.

"Sin~" Jiang Youliang hurried down to help him, and now, the last illusion about the Jiang family's witch worship was completely shattered in his father's heart.

At this level, if you can't even protect yourself, how can you protect the mountain people?

"What should we do now?" Seeing Jiang Xia who was sitting on the side of the road in pain, clutching his feet, Shantang's cousin was also dumbfounded.

"Forget it, brother Xia, why don't you stay in our village for a few days? With your legs, even if you go back, you won't be able to climb up the mountain. Even if you find someone to take you up the mountain, it's not convenient for you to live alone." After thinking about it , Jiang Xiaoman called Jiang Baichuan. He remembered that there was still an empty classroom in the school. Clean it up and make do with it for a few days.

The most important thing is that there is food in the school cafeteria every day. At worst, let Jiang Xia pay for the food. Anyway, there is already a patient named Jiang Baichuan, and he doesn't care about having another one.

"That's the only way to go. If it doesn't work, just find someone in the village to take care of me for a few days, and I'll pay for it myself." Jiang Xia also had a bad look on her face, the most important thing is that it's embarrassing.

A big man sprained his foot in the next car?It's ridiculous to say it, okay?

Don't say that he can't go home now, even if he can, he doesn't want to go back!

Shantang suppressed a smile, and drove the car all the way to the gate of Langshan Primary School. Jiang Xiaoman went down and called to open the door. Seeing that the students were in class, he quickly asked Shantang to drive the car under the teaching building. Jiang Baichuan was just about to yell at him. , told him to drive the car out, and heard Jiang Xiaoman calling him in a low voice to help him——

"Uncle Baichuan, last time I saw that you were running out of salt. I just went to the supermarket with my cousin to buy a box of salt at a special price, as well as a big bucket of soy sauce and chicken essence. Come here and help move it down."

Well, since it's the "donor", it's fine.

Jiang Baichuan turned his anger into joy, and thanked his nephew on behalf of the students. If it were him, he would be reluctant to purchase so many seasonings at once. The school does not have such a budget, and he sells the money for daily purchases of rice, oil and salt. Soil honey and yams saved up.