Exile Transformation [Farming]

"Fifth, where are you? Mu Jing came to look for you." Old man Shen yelled into the yard, then looked at the pannier on Mu Jing's back, "What are you carrying? I said that there is nothing missing at home, you What did you carry?"

Mu Jing put down the basket, "They are all wild fruits in the mountains, worthless things."

Old man Shen was surprised, "At this time, there are still wild fruits in the mountains, I'm afraid it's not easy to get them?" Then he lifted the grass leaves on the back basket, and immediately smiled and narrowed his eyes. Little red fruit.

"Good guy, where did you pick the persimmons at this time?" Old man Shen picked up a persimmon, which was about the size of a local egg, or even smaller, but all of them were bright red, so cute.

Old man Shen peeled off one, and a burst of fruity aroma came out, and the red juice dripped down, making it very attractive.

"Sweet." Old Man Shen took a sip, "If you give this thing to the town or county, you get a penny each. Those elders must not be stingy with copper coins."

Mu Jing didn't mean that, and besides, there were only three or four persimmon trees on the mountain, and the fruits they bore were not much, and they were not worth a tael of silver, so he shook his head, "I'll just give it to brother Yu, and I'll give it to you." Not much left."

When Shen Yu came out, he saw the old man Shen and several children surrounding Mu Jing. Now the children of the Shen family did not love Mu Jing at all, the youngest Gu Yu even dared to climb on Mu Jing.

"What are you doing?" Shen Yu walked over and asked.

"Uncle, I'll give you a small persimmon." Shen Lixia picked up a small persimmon and handed it to Shen Yu, "It's sweet, it's sweet."

"Well, Xiao Lixia is really a caring little padded jacket." Shen Yu touched Shen Lixia's head and asked Mu Jing, "Is this the persimmons? They are all ripe."

Ripe persimmons cannot be used to make persimmons, and persimmons are slightly ripe, but Shen Yu is not too disappointed. Fresh persimmons are also delicious. If you can’t make persimmons this year, you can make them next year. Still so unlucky.

"How did you survive the bird's mouth?" The persimmons are so cute.

"That's right, Mu Jing, the persimmons in the mountains are all for the birds."

"The tree is the same as the field. If you tie a little straw man and wrap a cloth around your body, it can also drive away the birds."

"Well, this is also possible."

When Mrs. Shen came out of the house, she saw a large circle of people, each holding a persimmon, eating happily. She wondered where the persimmon came from, and saw Old Man Shen and Mu Jing standing in the courtyard, with a basket in front of them. I knew it in my heart, "Mu Jing is here, sit in the room." He glared at Old Man Shen again, "No one who comes here knows to take him into the room, why is the door so pretty?"

Old man Shen was a little embarrassed when he was told in public, but it was also because he did not behave properly, "Hey, Mu Jing is not an outsider."

"Mom, I brought persimmons to Brother Yu, and I'm going back soon, so don't bother."

"Don't sit down?"

Mu Jing shook his head, "I won't sit down anymore, the new house needs to be tidied up, and stone slabs have to be pressed on the well."

Old man Shen asked, "Do you need help? Your eldest brother and second brother are all fine. If you need it, you are welcome."

Boss Shen, Boss Shen, and San Lao Shen are very resentful, they are all fine, they are all too busy and crazy, okay?But do they dare to refute Old Man Shen's words?cannot.

"That's right, Mu Jing, we're all a family. If there's something to do, we brothers and I will go over."

The corners of Mu Jing's mouth curled up slightly, "It's really nothing, it's all piecemeal and time-consuming."

When Mu Jing said that, the others stopped forcing it.

Shen Yu followed Mu Jing to the new house, and asked him, "What else is there to do? Are you still busy going up the mountain?"

"It's nothing, just fix the manhole cover, lock the lock here, and then occasionally come to ventilate." Mu Jing is really fine.

"Brother Yu, come and see."

"Chestnut?" Shen Yu looked at the pile of chestnuts on the ground, "It's so small."

It is indeed small, one is not much bigger than a thumb.

"Do you want to eat? I'll peel it for you." Mu Jing asked Shen Yu.

Shen Yu didn't eat raw chestnuts before, he felt that the taste was similar to peanuts, and eating this was better than eating peanuts, it was convenient and simple.But at this time someone stripped, he would not refuse.

It can be seen that Mu Jing is very good at peeling chestnuts, and he peeled several chestnuts in a short time. Shen Yu looked at him with the eyes of a big brother, "Does your hand hurt?"

Mu Jing stretched out his hand, nothing happened.

Why are people so different?

Shen Yu ate three or four in a row in depression, but fortunately he gave up. Sure enough, the raw chestnuts were not his food.

"Mu Jing, how about having dinner at home tonight?"

After the new house was repaired, Mu Jing didn't eat at Shen's house anymore, that's why Shen Yu asked.

Mu Jing looked at him suspiciously, "Okay, what's the matter?"

"Then continue peeling chestnuts!"

That's right, Shen Yu intends to make a chestnut roast chicken that is still popular in home cooking.

"What are you going to do again?" Mu Jing was not surprised by Shen Yu's brain hole at all, anyway, he knew that most of the weird meals he ate at Shen's house in the past two months were made by Shen Yu. Mu Jing was very curious about the place mentioned, what kind of environment is it like to have that kind of cultural development.

"The chickens you took last time were noisy early in the morning, and I couldn't sleep well. My mother raised them as treasures, hehe!" Shen Yu was annoyed by those chickens.

Mu Jing rubbed his head, "Mum will beat you up if she knows."

Shen Yu straightened his back, "She won't, I'm the one my mother likes the most!"

Seeing Shen Yu who was still a bit childish, Mu Jing smiled helplessly, "If you want to eat chicken, I'll go up the mountain and beat it for you, and you'll have trouble with those chickens next door."

Shen Yu glanced at him, "Is this a problem with eating chicken? Don't we think it's because they are too noisy?"

If Mu Jing hadn't seen Shen Yu swallowing his saliva quietly when he said chestnut roast chicken, he might have believed his words, but he could only say, "Yes, yes, they are too noisy, they will be killed when they go back."

"It's almost there."

Shen Yu received support, and happily returned home with a pack of peeled chestnuts, "Mother, mother, what do you think I brought back?"

Mrs. Shen looked at it for a while, then said uncertainly, "Is this a chestnut?"

"Correct."

Mrs. Shen curiously took one and ate it, "Well, I haven't eaten it for many years. It tastes like peanuts. I ate it once when I was in my hometown. Your grandpa planted one, and it's not usually eaten by others. Yes, I gave their family two baskets of cow grass, and he touched a few for me."

Speaking of which, it all happened a long time ago. Mrs. Shen's parents had a pair of sons and daughters. The son was served in the military in his early years and did not come back, so she was the only daughter left.Later, under the persuasion of the family, he adopted a son from several brothers' homes, but the relationship between Mrs. Shen and her younger brother was not good. Later, after the death of Mrs. Shen's parents, there was an unpleasant quarrel over the family property. , the clan's treatment was unfair, so Mrs. Shen didn't go back.

Shen Yu didn't know that there were still these ways in it. Seeing old lady Shen's expression gloomy, he comforted her and said, "Mother, if you want to eat chestnuts, next year I'll go to the mountains to find a small chestnut tree to feed me when I'm free, mother." Just serve it and let it bear chestnuts for mother to eat."

"Okay, my son is still filial." Mrs. Shen came out of her thoughts, and when she heard her son's words, a smile appeared on her face.

"Mother, if you want to eat chestnuts, take them and eat them."

Mrs. Shen shook her head, "Don't eat it, this thing is not much different from peanuts, didn't you buy peanuts last time?"

"Mother, those peanuts are reserved for planting, and the owner of the grocery store specially brought them. They are not edible. We don't need to buy peanuts next year."

"The land is used to grow peanuts instead of food?" Mrs. Shen asked.

"If you don't plant much, just plant a small depression. Think about it, we have spent hundreds of dollars on peanuts this year, and we can only get two hundred catties of wheat for an acre of land, and we only need to buy peanuts. At that time, I can get back my money no matter what.”

Mrs. Shen tapped her son's head, "That's wheat, it can fill the stomach, can it be confused?"

Shen Yu touched his forehead, but it didn't hurt.

"Mother, it's just a depression, not many varieties, and I don't dare to plant varieties for an acre! Look, you have to guard against people, or you will be scolded before you get it."

"You! Tell your father."

"Okay." Shen Yu smiled, and said again, "Mother, I called Mu Jing to come over for dinner, you should prepare."

"What? You invited Mu Jing to dinner, but you didn't buy any meat, how are you?"

Shen Yu pointed in the direction of the chicken ring, "Isn't that ready-made? Roasted chicken with chestnuts, there is no better dish than this."

Mrs. Shen understood what was going on as soon as she heard it, "I knew you'd been playing with those chickens all day long, and now you're actually fooling Mu Jing, you've got it!"

"Where's the fool, the roasted chicken with chestnuts is delicious, otherwise why would I bring chestnuts back?"

When Mrs. Shen saw it, she thought that the youngest son was brought back specially for her, and it turned out that it was because of that mouth.

"Go, go, I'll see what kind of roasted chicken with chestnuts you have!" Mrs. Shen waved her hand and dismissed the person, out of sight and out of mind.

Shen Yu waved to his mother, "Mother, I'm going!"

"Father, come, I have something to do with you."

Old man Shen was chopping wood and raised his head, "What's the matter?"

"Help me kill a chicken."

"You want to kill the chicken, does your mother know?"

Shen Yu nodded, "I know, I just came from my mother just now."

Old man Shen was a little surprised. Since those chickens came, they quickly became Mrs. Shen's new favorite, and the blacklisted first chicken in the minds of others.

The reason is also very simple, crowing too early, normal chickens only crow at five or six o'clock, but these chickens all start crowing at four o'clock, which is really annoying.

Everyone in the Shen family was tossed around, deeply feeling that this chicken was raised by Zhou Bapi's family before.

"Son, how did you do it? You did a good job." Old man Shen patted the sawdust on his body, "How many chickens did you kill?"

Shen Yu gritted his teeth, "Kill two."

Old man Shen was a little disappointed, why there were only two of them, and then he regained his spirits, killed two and there were two left, and if he killed two next time, wouldn't there be no one left?

"Okay, dad will kill you, fifth, what do you do with these chickens? These chickens have been tossing around a lot, look at how thin their legs are, they must be strong to eat!"

"Father, roasted chicken with chestnuts, the chicken will be cut into big pieces at that time, so you can eat comfortably. I'll pour you two more white wine, and then go to the youngest's house to buy a piece of tofu. Serve it cold, it's delicious!"

Old man Shen patted his son on the shoulder, "Fifth, you still enjoy it."