MTL - Accidentally born in the ’60s-Chapter 22

The family hurriedly packed up and went up the mountain after dinner, but when they saw Zhen Zhen looking forward to it, both Mrs. Li and Wang Sufen were dumbfounded. If you don't take Zhen Zhen, it will be too much time for you to work alone. If you take Zhen Zhen, Mrs. Li is really afraid that something will happen to this little ancestor.

"Mother, you are at home, the mountain road up and down the mountain is not easy to walk, and your feet should hurt again." Wang Sufen quickly snatched the basket from her hand: "I am young and strong. Go up the mountain with Dongzi's father."

Zhen Zhen looked at Mrs. Li and looked at Wang Sufen suddenly, she patted the kang forcefully, and when Mrs. Li and Wang Sufen heard the news, they turned around to look at her, Zhen Zhen immediately hurried Pointing to himself, he said loudly, "Go!"

As soon as she heard that Zhen Zhen was going, Mrs. Li softened her heart, she sat on the edge of the kang and hugged Zhen Zhen in her arms: "Bao, do you want to go up the mountain?"

Zhen Zhen didn't care to pretend to be stupid, that little head nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Go go go!"

Wang Sufen hurriedly touched a fruit to coax her: "Treasure, dear, the adults went up the mountain to work, not to play with you."

Not going.

Zhen Zhen looked at Wang Sufen, her small mouth was flat and her eyes were a little red. Madam Li looked at her granddaughter's tears, and she was in a hurry. She immediately shouted, "Go!"

Zhen Zhen immediately burst into laughter, looked at Mrs. Li and said sweetly: "Good milk!"

Mr. Li's heart was melted by what Zhen Zhen said, she forgot all the worries in her mind before, she only knew that her granddaughter wanted to go to the mountain to play, and immediately happily went to get Zhen Zhen's jacket. Wang Sufen took advantage of the efforts of Mingnan and Mingbei to clean up the farm implements in the yard, hugged Zhen Zhen in her arms, and asked her seriously: "Bao, mother told you that there are many people going up the mountain, so we can't make it any longer. The kind of thing that let the branch pass the fruit to the mouth, let others see it."

Mr. Li just happened to come over with Zhen Zhen's kettle and clothes, when she heard Wang Sufen's words, she was startled: "When did this happen?"

Wang Sufen took the clothes for Zhen Zhen and said: "She was on my back when I harvested the crops last time, and when I turned around, the blueberry branch stretched out ten meters and it was in my head. After that, she eats one and picks the other, and the branch can be retracted after eating."

Mr. Li was shocked for a moment: "This is incredible, I wonder which immortal has this ability?"

"Ancient..." Wang Sufen recalled the dream she had when she was pregnant with Zhen Zhen.

"Don't fix the ancients, I don't understand the ancients." Madam Li saw that Zhen Zhen was all packed up, so she helped Wang Sufen take the cloth bag to Zhen Zhen and carried it on her back, before going out After thinking about it for a while, he took another basin and carried half a bucket of water.

Mingbei packed up his things and just came out to call someone. He saw that Mrs. Li had a bag on the left and a pot on the right.

"Pick fruit for your sister to eat!" Mrs. Li waved her hand: "Hurry up, go up the mountain!"

This time taking Zhen Zhen up the mountain, Mrs. Li made all the preparations. She asked Mingnan and Mingbei to pick half a pot of fruit along the way. He brought a rag list and spread it on the ground. He took out a deformed lunch box from the basket. After opening it, it contained pine nuts and three biscuits bought from the supply and marketing cooperative. Wang Sufen used the half bucket of water he brought to put the fruit. After washing it, put it in a basin and put it next to Zhen Zhen. Zhen Zhen took a look, it was no different from the spring outing when she was in school.

The old lady Li left and looked at it and was relieved, all the fruits that could be picked along the way were in the pot, how could it be enough for Zhen Zhen to eat, she squatted beside Qingqing and put her mouth into her mouth Sai Songzi whispered to her: "Baby, let's eat the fruit in this pot, can't we pick it from other places, do you hear?" Zhen Zhen nodded quickly, she was afraid that if she pretended to be stupid, Mrs. Li would be able to pick another one. basin.

The three men over there have already started to work, don’t look at Mingbei’s usual lip service, but hunting in the mountains and fishing in the rivers and picking up crops is a good hand, anyway, as long as it’s about eating , let him do everything with enthusiasm.

Li Muwu took his two sons to plan potatoes together, loosened the ground, and pulled the potato seedlings with his hands to pull out a large bunch. Mingnan looked at the potatoes that were connected one by one. I couldn't help shouting: "Milk! Come and see, our potatoes are in trouble!"

"Nonsense, there is still time for potatoes to become a disaster? It would be great if it did, and we won't be hungry any time." Mrs. Li took a look and was immediately happy. : "Such a large bunch, I'm afraid this place is full."

Mingbei happily threw all the potatoes into the wicker basket he brought, and waited for a while to be transported down the mountain. Now is the busy time of autumn. Although there are no farmers in Beicha, basically every household grows something to eat. Except for some in the yard, the rest is a wasteland created by themselves. As long as it is a wasteland, it is not close to home, so the people who have carriages make their own, and no one borrows them.

Li Muwu pushed his flatbed truck and put it at the bottom of the mountain, and brought a pole and a lot of wicker baskets to the mountain. It didn't take much effort, and a few baskets were full. .

Li Muwu and Mingnan went down with two baskets of potatoes, and Mingbei also carried half a sack. When Mingbei looked at the car at the bottom of the mountain, Li Muwu and Mingnan took another trip. The flatbed truck was full, and Li Muwu hurriedly pushed it home.

Zhen Zhen sat on the ground and ate a wild blueberry, and Mrs. Li looked back at her from time to time while breaking the corn. Zhen Zhen's stomach is not big, she will be full after eating for a while, she picked up the handkerchief she put aside and wiped her mouth, then watched her family harvest the crops. Mrs. Li broke down the corn one by one, while Wang Sufen squatted in the cabbage field and pulled the cabbage out one by one, looking very laborious.

Consciousness looked out, Zhen Zhen saw that Mingbei and Mingnan were still at the foot of the mountain, and there was no one nearby, so she picked her finger towards the cabbage ground. Wang Sufen was pulling a piece of cabbage hard, when suddenly her hands loosened, and she squatted on the ground with one buttocks. Rubbing her waist, Wang Sufen put the cabbage in her hands to the ground, and when she stood up, she was about to pull out one. Only then did she realize that the cabbage all over the floor had jumped out of the soil at some point and was neatly placed on the ground. .

Wang Sufen hurriedly turned her head to look at Zhen Zhen, only to see her showing four little teeth to Wang Sufen, and Wang Sufen had to come over and instructed: "Your brother, they are not allowed to know this way when they are here."

Zhen Zhen nodded, took out a lantern fruit from the basin and shoved it into Wang Sufen's mouth, Wang Sufen couldn't help but smiled and tapped her forehead: "I know how to take it Delicious bribe your mother, a little girl."

No need to pull the cabbage, Wang Sufen saved a lot of trouble, she took the machete and chopped off the roots of the cabbage one by one, when Mingnan and Mingbei came up, Wang Sufen had already packed up Half of the cabbage was gone, and the two brothers were dumbfounded: "Mother, you're too good at work." Wang Sufen gave them a proud look: "Learn, don't be so rude."

The two idiots who were tired after two or three trips were sweating profusely.

With Zhen Zhen's secret help, the crops of Lao Li's family are harvested very fast, and in just four or five days, the cabbage, potatoes, radishes and soybeans have been harvested, and then the sorghum is harvested. done.

Mingbei rubbed his sore shoulders, glanced at the sorghum field on the gentle slope, and asked suspiciously: "Why do I think our field is so big? Mom, you guys are back in the spring. Is it a wasteland?"

Ms. Li looked left and right and felt that the area seemed to be a lot larger, but she guessed that it might be Zhen Zhen who increased the production, and did not care to fool her grandson: "A variety of Come on, steamed sorghum rice for you in winter."

Because they were busy with work, no one had the time to look at the extra land, but when the sorghum was harvested to reveal the crops behind, the family was dumbfounded.

Mingnan and Mingbei looked at the golden color in front of them, and their eyes were filled with question marks: "Milk, why did this sorghum turn into yellow ears?"

Zhen Zhen smiled when she saw the exposed field of wheat, although the family tried to give her ground rice noodles, but it was quite sweet for Zhen Zhen to eat it once in a while, but Eating too much is really not good for swallowing. And this year, although I can often hunt some wild animals back home, it is very difficult to make dumplings. Occasionally, Mrs. Li can't bear Li Mingbei's rambling, so she mixes rice noodles and sorghum noodles to make noodles. , wrap some to satisfy their cravings, but the side is too thick to say, there is no fragrance, and the stuffing of wild boar and cabbage is blinded.

At that time, Zhen Zhen had the idea of ​​planting some wheat, but now in this difficult time for food, sorghum, the highest yield and most hunger-resistant food per mu, is the favorite of Beicha people. Those rice and wheat that need to be carefully treated and have a small yield per mu are basically not planted. Zhen Zhen reluctantly controlled her consciousness and searched for many places every night. One day she didn't know how far she went, and finally she saw wheat and rice growing in the ground on a farm.

Zhen Zhen took one pill from each sample and returned to the mountain in an instant. For Zhen Zhen, the quantity is not a problem, as long as there are seeds, everything can be said. Therefore, the plants growing behind the sorghum field quickly moved to other places under Zhen Zhen's consciousness, the black soil was automatically turned flat, a grain of wheat and a grain of rice fell into the ground, and instantly grew a piece, almost the same as that of sorghum. mature at the same time.

Mr. Li stood behind her two grandsons, and she was stunned for a moment when she looked at the golden wheat, but she experienced a lot of things at an old age, and she reacted in an instant. She coughed, trying to suppress the strangeness of her voice, and said lightly: "This is the wheat I told you before. When I was a child with my father in Lu Province, this kind of grain was grown, and when it is ground, it is flour!"

"White noodles!" Mingnan and Mingbei exclaimed, and then burst into laughter, they hugged each other happily and jumped and jumped: "There is white noodles, we have white noodles to eat at home already."

I just planted so much, and I gave it to me, but I can't let outsiders know."

"I know!" Ming Nanle's mouth couldn't close: "It's such a good thing that an idiot said, what if someone came to borrow it from us? It must not be known to outsiders."

Mingbei came over and shook her arms around Mrs. Li: "Milk, have you grown some rice or something? I want to eat rice." Mrs. Li heard her legs straight. Shivering, she also wants to know if she grows rice at home? But can rice be grown on this mountain? Mrs. Li stood in front of the wheat field and calmed down for a moment, then instructed Ming Nan, "Go and bring my crutches."

Ming Nan couldn't help rolling his eyes, picked up the crutches thrown about ten meters away, handed it to Mrs. Li, and said, "Milk, you said that you always take it with you when you walk. Feng, you can climb the mountain without panting, what are you doing with a cane all day? I don't think this thing is useful other than beating me and my brother. "

Mr. Li glared at him, raised her crutches and knocked on his ass: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and bring the sorghum home to us to harvest the wheat, there are a lot of people going up the mountain recently, don't Get people watching."

Mingbei was anxious: "Damn, leave the sorghum aside for now, it's true to pull the wheat home first, I'm still thinking about eating steamed buns, or eating dumplings with white noodles. ."

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Zhenzheng these two kinds of fine grains just want to improve the food for my family from time to time and satisfy their cravings, so there are not many kinds of them. Soon, Mrs. Li crossed the wheat field and saw a field of rice. Looking at the solid land under the rice, Mrs. Li couldn't help covering her face with her calloused hands: "My silly granddaughter, this is under the rice. What is rice without water?"

Mingnan Mingbei, who was working in front, thought that there was white noodles with great energy, and the sickle swayed, and the pieces of wheat stalks fell down quickly. Li Muwu was also a little stunned when he saw the wheat ears in one place. He was silent for a moment, then turned around and went down the mountain again. When he came back, he pushed the flatbed truck directly up, and also took the torn oilcloth that he had used for many years. .

Put the ears of wheat into the basket and put them on the flatbed truck, cover the tarpaulin, and tie it with ropes firmly. Li Muwu checked it back and forth, left and right, to make sure that the wicker basket would not fall off. Just pushed the flatbed away.

After two days of work, no one could see the rice behind until the wheat was cut. Wang Sufen and Li Muwu continued to remain silent, while Mingbei went crazy with joy: "Damn, why are you so good? How can you be so patient? Do you know that I want to eat rice so much?"

Ming Nan gave him a glance: "Why don't you want to eat it? At night, you are still drooling in your dreams, and you say you want to eat pig's trotters. I was so scared that I didn't dare to straighten my legs all night, because I was afraid of you. gnawed my feet."

It was so oily, and the stew was so fast that the bones were falling off the bone. I was just about to reach for it when I was suddenly kicked awake. I asked you the next day, and you said it wasn't you!"

"It's not me, it's not me. It's the second brother. When the second brother comes back, you can ask him." Mingnan ran fast, and Mingbei wanted to chase him. Mrs. Li shouted at him: "Okay, don't make a fuss, hurry up and cut the rice. In the evening, the milk will stew the wild boar leg that was marinated last time."

Ming Bei was delighted when he heard it: "That designation is more fragrant than pig's trotters."

Ming Nan touched his stomach and couldn't help swallowing: "It's a pity that this rice can't be eaten directly, otherwise it would be so delicious to eat stewed pork legs with a pot of rice!" He sighed After a sigh of relief, he looked at the rice in front of him and asked Mrs. Li, "Milk, why do you think rice is called rice? There's no water here?"

Wang Sufen trembled next to her and almost cut her leg, and Mrs. Li coughed: "The rice is usually grown in paddy fields, but ours is different. It is called alpine rice, which is specially grown in the mountains. "Well, this is what your uncle sent back."

"Oh, the place where my uncle stayed is really good. I think his crops are more complete than ours." Mingbei couldn't help but envy.

Mingnan couldn't help but give him a white look: "Are you stupid? We don't have it in the south, just hazel mushrooms and pine nuts, don't you have to give milk to the uncle every year? Send it."

"You're right." Mingbei scratched his head happily: "Then it's better for us, my sister likes to eat pine nuts and hazelnuts, and go back on the hour after harvesting. I told you that as soon as I peeled her pine nuts, she would be happy with me, and she would eat her heart."

Ming Nan glanced at Ming Bei: "Isn't that the same as you?"

Ming Bei nodded again and again: "It's not like that, otherwise we are brothers and sisters."

Zhen Zhen sat next to her and couldn't help worrying about Mingbei's IQ: This silly child, is it a compliment to eat your heart? Your brother is hurting you, don't you know? Why is it a bit sloppy that I can't understand it.

Old Li's family has been busy for half a month from old to young, and finally collected all the grain in the field. This time, for the first time, Mrs. Li knows what is full of grain. The cellar in front The cabbage and potatoes that I harvested last time are still full. This time I can only put them in the cellar in the back room. All the corn, sorghum, wheat ears, and rice have to be dried. Mrs. Li collected all the vegetables in the yard and made a wish. Steamed big steamed buns for Mingnan and Mingbei, coaxed them to level the ground, and covered a yard full of sun.

, The wild fruits are ripe, and every household is busy rushing to the house. When they get home at night, they fall asleep when they are tired. Not to mention the visiting people, even the three uncles and three aunts have not been here for a long time.

Ms. Li had the idea to save some wheat seeds and rice for next year's serious planting. It's hard to hide it from outsiders, and the two foolish boys at home can talk about it. They are afraid of studying agriculture. Mingdong asked carefully.

Mr. Li has thought about it. If Mingdong asks, she will show him the seeds. Anyway, at the end of the year, basically a few adults in the family go to the ground, and the children go to school. They don't know what's in the ground.

The crops were harvested. Except for Mrs. Li to watch Zhen Zhen at home, everyone else went up the mountain again, carrying pine cones and hazelnuts in sacks and sacks. More than a dozen kinds of mushrooms, such as Hericium erinaceus, Hazel mushroom, and pine mushroom, are all over the place. They are picked and taken home to be dried. In winter, pork is stewed in a pot of mountain delicacies. The taste is not so fresh. Zhen Zhen's favorite wild fruits are also indispensable, baskets of blueberries, girls, lanterns, wild hawthorns are moved home.

Mr. Li sat on the kang, put on needles and threads, sewed it on the girl's skin, and wore a large string of more than one meter long and hung it by the window, which was full of string for Zhen Zhen There are about ten skewers. When you want to eat them, you can climb over and drag them down and put them in your mouth, not to mention how beautiful.

The family is full of joy of a bumper harvest, and Mingxi is working harder in Bingcheng. Mingdong, Mingxi, and Osmanthus ate at the fourth uncle Li Mulin's house. When they came out of the fourth uncle's house at noon, Mingdong always felt a little annoying when he looked at Mingxi who was following him. He pushed his glasses and said cheerfully, "Mingxi, don't you want to go to Bingcheng's university? Take advantage of this time in Bingcheng, go around and see which school you like?"

Mingxi nodded stupidly: "I think so, but I have to buy things first. The milk said that I have to accompany you to buy things, this is business, I go to the university Don't be in a hurry."

It's a no-brainer! Mingdong glanced at Mingxi silently, his eyes rolled and he began to support him again: "What, I forgot to ask when the fourth uncle will come home? You can ask another question, and I will definitely ask you when you get home. this."

"It's not that bad." Mingxi turned around and jumped back after hearing this, Mingdong watched him enter the alley, grabbed Osmanthus' hand and ran to the street.

Although Osmanthus and Mingdong grew up together, this hand-holding has never happened before. Before Osmanthus could react, she felt her arm being held by a warm big hand, and her face suddenly lit up. It turned red, and my heart was beating like I had kicked a rabbit. As she ran, she couldn't help but look at Ming Dong, who just happened to lower his head, the two of them looked at each other, and their faces were a little red.

Running out of the alley, a trolleybus just happened to come, Ming Dong pulled Osmanthus into the car, and the two sat down in the back, and it took a long time to catch their breath. Mingdong thought about his actions and always felt a little silly and funny. He turned his head and looked at Osmanthus, who was smiling at him with a pursed mouth. Addicted to it.

"Are you tired?" Ming Dong's hand was still holding Osmanthus' wrist, and Osmanthus's sight slid over Mingdong's hand and landed on his face again, unable to help revealing happy smile.

"What are you laughing at?" Ming Dong looked at Osmanthus and felt his face warm.

Osmanthus pursed her lips and said, "I never thought we would run on the street hand in hand like this." Thinking of Mingxi's appearance that he couldn't find the two of them when he came out, he couldn't help laughing out loud. Come: "What if you explain that Xi can't find us?"

"It is estimated that I will go to the fourth uncle to complain." Ming Dong thought about it and added: "I will definitely tell the milk when I get home."

At this time, Mingxi, who could not find the two in the alleys and streets, was about to cry, and he ran all the way back to Li Mulin's house. Seeing that he was back again, Li Mulin couldn't help but ask him, "What did you forget to say again?"

"Fourth uncle, look at my brother, he threw this Osmanthus sister for me and ran away!"

The author has something to say: Northeast is generally rice, hee hee~~