Song Tan Jishi

  The scale of this bamboo forest is not big, it is not small, long and short, it also occupies about one or two acres of land.

   Entering the bamboo forest, the air suddenly became humid, and there was a smell of fermented bamboo leaves in the forest, and the feet felt soft when stepped on.

  It is now the beginning of April, and many spring bamboo shoots have grown to a height of more than one meter. Auntie who is familiar with the way avoids these and only picks those small and tender ones.

   Targeted, and when the **** went down, a chubby bamboo shoot was directly pried out.

  For Jojo, this is like a treasure hunt. He also holds a **** and digs whoever is fat.

  Auntie saw it and was still smiling: "Our Qiao Qiao is getting more and more capable now!"

   "That's it," Song Tan proudly said, "I taught it all."

   Indeed, she taught most of them.

  With Qiao Qiao like this, Ulan and Song Sancheng just asked him to do some washing and cleaning at home, so he couldn't help being a little coddled.

   What's more, they also have a lot of work to do every day, and they rarely have the spare time to teach their son bit by bit.

   If they can't teach a few sentences, they will collapse.

   But Song Tan is different, among other things, her patience is very good now, if you don’t do it once, you can do it twice, if you don’t do it twice, you can do it four times... Farm work, in fact, you still need to do more.

  Take him with you for everything. After a long time, Jojo himself has become much more flexible.

  Auntie was digging bamboo shoots while sighing: "I hated this bamboo forest when I was young."

   "Why?" Song Tan was puzzled.

  Her memory of this bamboo forest is probably when she was young, Song Sancheng tied two hemp ropes to the bamboo, and put a wooden board in the middle, so that she could make a simple swing for her to play here.

  A little bigger, and you can pull a hammock inside in summer. The hammock was bought for two yuan, and it has accompanied Song Tan for many summers.

  If it wasn’t for the one time when I was shaking on the top, a chubby caterpillar fell from the bamboo leaves onto my face...I’m afraid this good memory will last for a few more years.

  Auntie sighed: "Your life was better when you were young, and there were many ways to earn money, but before you were born, people wanted bamboo like ours, and it cost eight cents a piece."

   "Your grandfather is in charge of cutting bamboo in the bamboo forest, and your grandma chops off all the branches on the bamboo branches."

   "As for me, I don't need to do any hard work, but I have to drag this long bamboo all the way to the place where people receive the goods."

   "Don't look at the bamboo here is not as thick as the bamboo in the south of the house, but it is also heavy. I can drag two or three at a time... After a day, my legs are so swollen that I can't lift it."

   This is real rural life.

  Song Tan was silent for a while and then asked: "What about my dad?"

  Song Hongmei laughed: "Can your father and the others still run? They are responsible for loading the bamboo onto the carts for others. It is really hard work. After a day, I can't straighten my back."

   "Tan Tan, don't look at your uncle as annoying, she also accompanied your uncle through hardships in the early years."

  Song Tan let out a "hmm".

  She has seen a lot, everyone is a different role in the eyes of different people, don't force it, just ask for what you want.

  She originally thought that Auntie was going to say something provocative, but she didn't expect Auntie's style to change:

   "It's just that your eldest aunt is getting older now, and her mind is getting worse!"

   "Your grandma has planted three rows of lettuce, and if you add one, there must be fifty or sixty. Seeing her posture, I thought about pulling them out—how is she going to eat them?"

   "Let me just say that when you are old, you can't take the children to do housework at home every day. If you have nothing to do, go out to dance in the square, or set up a stall. It's better than squatting at home. It's not good at all..."

  Auntie was also obviously resentful, muttering: "Is it easy for your grandma to grow vegetables?"

  Song Tan laughed:

   "Yes, it's still a big aunt's meeting. The spring bamboo shoots are blanched and dried at home. They can still be eaten for a long time!"

"Yes." Auntie looked at the bamboo forest reminiscently: "No one has bought bamboo in the past twenty years. You can see that the bamboo forest grows densely, too much is not good. If you see spring bamboo shoots, dig more. Make room for them too."

   While thinking about it: "The tender heart of the bamboo shoots went back and was cut obliquely, blanched, and then fried with pickled peppers and some beef. Oh, it's ready for dinner!"

  Think again: there are lettuce leaves!

   "I'll eat bamboo shoots with pickled peppers and stir-fried lettuce leaves in the evening. Let's steam an egg for Sophora japonica, and make Sophora japonica cake tomorrow..."

  Thinking about it like this, it seems that I have food for half a month, and I saved hundreds of dollars in food expenses!

  Auntie has settled the account in her heart, and she wields the **** even more attentively!

  Song Tan didn't think much about the spring bamboo shoots at first, it was difficult to cultivate, and she was not willing to give too much aura this year, but she couldn't help but feel a little greedy when her aunt said so.

  Just thinking about asking Qiao Qiao to dig two more to go home, but saw that this silly boy had already got out of the bamboo forest and came over with a bunch of rapeseed flowers:

   "Sister, I'll eat for you."

  At the same time, he broke off a piece of cabbage moss and ate it.

  Song Tan also laughed: "When I was young, my mother always fried the buds and moss of this rapeseed flower, and I didn't like to eat it."

  Auntie laughed: "When you were a child, you had to think about eating meat at home. You were still farming. How could you have the time to cook carefully? It must not be delicious."

   "Eating is different now, how do you say that? Health!"

  Auntie has been able to set up a stall in the urban area for decades. I don’t know how superb his skill in making egg pancakes is, but his cooking skills are obviously sharpened by his stingy spirit.

   Now looking at the **** flower, I came up with a few dishes:

"Let me tell you, pull a bunch of rapeseed flowers, go to the mountain to see if there are any wild onions, and dig one back. Boil the rapeseed flowers, then chop the shallots, chop **** and garlic, and take Order chili noodles, soy sauce, vinegar, sugar, monosodium glutamate, etc., and then add the green onion after it is cooked, and pour some sesame oil... It’s delicious!"

  This describes…

  Song Tan just thought about it, and his saliva was about to flow out, but...

   "Auntie, your method of mixing vegetables is even better than mixing shoes."

  Auntie laughed: "Then you can use this to make poached eggs, it's also delicious. Cut the **** blossoms into pieces and mix them with eggs..."

   "If it doesn't work, boil the rice soup in your house, then put the rapeseed flowers in, sprinkle some green onion, pepper noodles or something..."

   Speaking of budgeting, my aunt is really an expert. None of the ingredients used are expensive, but she can make things delicious.

  Song Tan sighed: "Auntie, you really know a lot..."

  Auntie laughed: "What am I, you haven't seen our village do banquets before, that master, absolutely!"

   "Whatever you have on hand, you can make good dishes. One year at the banquet in spring, stewed fish tail with rapeseed flowers was made. Ouch, that is full of praise!"

   "I remember it for decades."