Chapter 9 The silly boy who fell into the eyes of money
After a while, Father Zhu couldn’t stand it anymore. In his simple mind, boys should not get involved with flowers and plants, or they should study and gain fame. , or farming the land honestly at home, picking flowers and messing around is not what a good man does.
"Well, today's harvest is pretty good, let's go down the mountain." Father Zhu stopped the two sons who were sticking their buttocks out to pick flowers to prevent them from going astray. "We have to go down the mountain before the sun goes down. , later The forest is not easy to walk in and it is not safe.”
Zhu Ping’an saw that his small basket was full of honeysuckle, and he pressed the flowers lightly, and then he felt unwilling to put them anymore. He clapped his hands and followed his father down the mountain.
On the way back, Father Zhu took the two of them to the place where they had set a trap to catch rabbits before coming here.
The first trap was empty, with no harvest. Zhu Pingan was a little disappointed.
But then I got excited again, because there was a fat rabbit in the next two traps, which was still alive.
Zhu's father tied their rabbit legs with wild grass and asked Zhu Ping'an to touch the rabbits enough before putting them in the basket.
The first time I went into the mountains, I harvested pheasants, rabbits, fish, bamboo shoots, mountain mushrooms, and honeysuckle. Zhu Pingan was also full of longing for going into the mountains in the future. Even the soreness in his calves didn’t feel anything.
“Yeah, second brother is back.”
Zhu Ping'an and the others had just entered the door when their fourth aunt, Mrs. Zhao, rushed over with a quick stride. She was as virtuous as a wolf that had been hungry for several days, and her eyes were all green.
Even Mrs. Chen, who had been waiting for her husband and children at the door for a long time, didn't even react. The fourth aunt had already gone to grab the basket on Zhu Shouyi's back.
For those who didn’t know, they thought it was the fourth aunt waiting for her husband and children.
Zhu Pingan looked at the fourth aunt who was unusually enthusiastic and dumbfounded.
“Ah, second brother also caught two fat rabbits and two pheasants, ah, there are so many fish, mother, mother, come quickly...”
At this moment, the fourth aunt turned into an airport security inspector. She screamed and started rummaging in the basket. She screamed when she saw something, for fear that others would not know.
Father Zhu Shouyi looked at Mrs. Chen with an embarrassed expression. He was so troubled by the fourth aunt that he didn't know where to put his hands.
Ms. Chen looked at the fourth aunt with disgust!
Really, do you think everyone is just like you and your fourth brother, hiding things secretly and being so stingy!
The fourth aunt was yelling, and the grandmother over there was also walking quickly. She didn’t ask her son and grandson whether they were working hard in the mountains or if they were in trouble or danger. Instead, she asked, "That's all. Did any of them fall somewhere else?"
ha?
Suspicious of hiding something secret?
"Without my mother, I only hunted so much. With the two of them helping to pick fungus, mountain mushrooms, and bamboo shoots, my son harvested a lot more than the last time he went to the mountains." Zhu Shouyi didn't seem to hear it. Mrs. Zhu hid her meaning, answered honestly, and helped her son claim credit.
Old Mrs. Zhu also knows that her second son is honest and will not hide it secretly as long as it is not in the hands of the second daughter-in-law, not to mention that the fourth daughter-in-law is supervising it, so she feels relieved.
But when she saw the small basket Zhu Pingan was carrying, Mrs. Zhu rubbed her eyes. Why did she see that her grandson was carrying wild flowers?
Mrs. Zhu put her hand into Zhu Ping'an's small basket and looked through it. It was really full of wild flowers.
"You silly kid, why are you carrying so many flowers?" Old Mrs. Zhu wondered if her grandson's brain was abnormal. He was just a girl. Boy, what were you doing with so many flowers!
“Sell for money!” Zhu Pingan answered simply and neatly.
The afterglow of the setting sun hits Zhu Pingan, and the white teeth reflected in his mouth are golden, making him look like a silly boy who has fallen into the eyes of money.
Pfft
The fourth aunt was laughing so hard that she couldn't stand up straight, and coughed again and again, "Giggle, what Xiao Zhi said really made me laugh to death. These wild flowers can also be sold for money, hahaha, second sister-in-law, it couldn't be you who said that, right?" ?”
When Mrs. Zhu heard this, she looked at Mr. Chen.
Ms. Chen wished that a big-eared melon seed had knocked off little Zhao’s smiling face! To fan the flames and cause trouble. The Fourth Brother’s family can’t stop for a moment!
"It's not what my mother said, it's because I think it can be sold for money." Zhu Ping'an said quickly before Chen got angry.
Old Mrs. Zhu is right in front of me. If the mother and the fourth aunt are fighting, there will definitely be no good results.
"Hahaha, Xiao Zhi is not tired from going up the mountain. The wild flowers also want to be sold for money. Then everyone in our village will be a rich man. If you can sell it for money, the sun will not rise in the west."
< br>It can be said that the little fourth aunt has no virtue at all, her mouth is poisonous and her heart is bitter, she is two-faced and double-dealing. She smiles at the top but makes a stumbling block at the foot. She is obviously a pot of fire, but secretly is a knife.
"Why are you talking? Do you know how to talk? You are so tired that you are stupid!"
Ms. Chen just quit. She can scold her dear son, Bao'er. No one else can say a word! Just now the old lady said that my son would be fine, and you still keep saying it! Although she also thought that her youngest son's behavior of picking baskets of wild flowers was very strange, others said it was not okay!
"Okay, stop arguing. You all go and help me put things away." Grandma only had things in her eyes and waved her hand for Mrs. Chen and Mr. Zhao to follow. Zhu Shouyi went to put the things away, but as for the wild flowers in Zhu Ping'an's basket, his grandmother didn't care at all. What's the use of a few wild flowers? They won't even feed the pigs. "Just keep the wild flowers for yourself to play with." .”
It seems that no one in the village can discover the value of honeysuckle, which would be an advantage to myself.
Honeysuckle can be said to be the easiest Chinese herbal medicine to prepare. Just spread the flower buds on a reed mat or a bluestone board and let them dry for a day or two. The only thing you need to pay attention to is not to dry them. Turn it over, otherwise the stamens will break easily.
Reed mats are out of the question. Grandma won’t give them to me, so I have to find a place to dry them. The ground in the yard also needs to be cleared. I'm worried that the chickens raised at home may cause damage. Well, let's put it on the small shed of the pig pen.
Zhu Pingan, with his short legs and a small bench, successfully dried the honeysuckle above the pig pen.
Looking at the flat honeysuckle, Zhu Pingan seemed to see copper coins running towards him.
This is hope!
It was mother Chen's turn to cook for dinner. Zhu Ping'an started to light the fire, but Chen couldn't even drive her away. Because just now Zhu Ping'an heard that his grandmother asked him to make fish soup for dinner. Although he also ate fish at noon on the mountain, after all, the seasonings outside were not complete and the cooking method was rough, which failed to truly bring out the delicious taste of the fish.
Mr. Chen is a good fish cook. She removes the scales, gills, and internal organs of the fish. Then she rinses the whole fish with clean water, then puts it into a pot and adds water. Then she adds the bamboo shoots at home. Put it into the pot together with the dried mushrooms, raise the heat and simmer slowly. Slow work leads to careful work, and the fire is turned to low. It doesn't take long for the pot to be fragrant.
Ms. Chen looked at her second son who was looking at the pot eagerly, and couldn't help but smile, "Look at how greedy you are. Come on, let me taste the saltiness of the fish soup." She picked up a piece of the fish soup. Fish meat, carefully remove the fish bones in a bowl.
It is said that it is a taste of saltiness, but in fact it is just a small stove for Zhu Pingan.
"Well, then I'll give it a try." Zhu Ping'an washed his hands in the basin next to him, waving his fat paws with a reluctant look, but the look of drool flowing out still made Mrs. Chen quite amused.
The soup is delicious. Mother’s cooking is a hundred times better than what father made for lunch. It’s so delicious that you almost want to swallow it in your stomach, and it’s so delicious that you’ll cry. (End of this chapter)