Chapter 138 Strange Interests
The young couple heard Liang Hongyu’s voice and walked outside the hospital. When they got outside, they discovered that the two elders had asked their son to deliver it today, but only Liang Yuemin was there, and his daughter-in-law and grandson were not there. .
Since this was not the first time he met Chen Ling, Liang Yuemin didn't recognize him. When he saw Chen Ling and Wang Susu coming out, he greeted Chen Ling and Wang Susu warmly, stood at the door and chatted for a few words, and then started to go down with Liang Hongyu. Carrying large and small boxes of things.
"Uncle, aunt, we don't lack anything at home, why do we need all these things? It's not our first time here."
"Haha, my dad and mom are regular customers. Isn’t this my first time at home? How can I come here empty-handed?”
"I heard from my parents that there is not much rice growing here, so I brought some rice over. The two of us will move it down later."
Liang Yuemin nodded at the rice piled behind the car. , smiled.
Chen Ling looked at it and found that there were indeed quite a few. He sighed inwardly, but he couldn't be polite anymore, otherwise it would look too awkward.
So they let the three of them go home: "Let's go home first. It's just time for dinner. Let's eat first. I'm about to go to the reservoir to catch two fish."
Liang Hongyu is busy. Pulling him back: "No, we ate it when we came here, so we're afraid you'll have to worry about it again."
"Look what you said, Auntie, you came to my house, shouldn't you have a meal? How can you call it a toss?"
Chen Ling frowned slightly when he heard this.
Not to mention that the two elders never come empty-handed every time. The main thing is that they have good tempers and get along well together. If they are polite, it will make him feel a little uncomfortable.
Liang Hongyu immediately became happy when she saw this: "Susu, look at him, he's not happy anymore."
"There's really no other meaning. Your uncle and I just came back from the city. , I’ve already eaten on the way. I was going to the countryside, didn’t I pass by you, and I just happened to bring the Vietnamese people to recognize me.”
Then while walking into the yard, they talked about what happened in the past few days.
It turns out that Liu Yinhuan’s father injured his waist and was hospitalized in the city.
Originally it was not serious enough, but unfortunately, the township health center treated someone to death. It has not opened the door for a while, which delayed the treatment. I couldn't hold on for a few days and couldn't get out of bed. .
Liang Hongyu and Qin Rong found someone to send them to the city hospital first.
Liang Yuemin and his wife are both busy with work. It stands to reason that they cannot come back this year, because they all rushed back after this incident.
"No wonder Susu and I saw the house locked when we went to the city last time! How is Uncle Liu doing? Is the situation better?"
"It's almost healed. In fact, it's almost gone. It’s nothing serious. It’s just that the treatment was not timely and I caught a cold at night. There is no need for surgery. I just need to take medicine and it will be fine in half a year.”
“That’s fine. You have to be more careful as you get older. . ”
“Who said it wasn’t the case? Huanhuan was so scared that he quit his job just as he was about to go back. It was hard to ask for leave every year, and he was still busy at the end of the year. I can't even go back to my hometown. If something happens to me like this, where will I regret it?"
"Ahem, Hongyu, why are you telling your child this..."
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. You and Susu can eat quickly, we will lead the Yue people around, don't worry about us."
Liang Hongyu smiled and waved her hand.
"It's okay, we are not in a hurry to eat."
Chen Ling made tea, and Wang Susu also washed the fruits he had left at home and brought them over.
As a result, everything was ready here. Before even saying a few words after sitting together, Qin Rongxian led Liang Yuemin to the millstone and looked around with interest.
"Fugui, do you need to grind flour at home? I see that the wheat has been dried."
"Yes, we are almost out of white flour at home, so we are going to grind some."
" Hahaha, that’s just right. I haven’t touched this thing in many years. Let us try it out later.”
“Okay”
Chen Ling responded, but he didn't think much of them.
This stone mill is not small. The grinding disc is about eighty centimeters in diameter and more than thirty centimeters thick. The base is even larger, with at least a thick head of one hundred twenty to thirty centimeters and fifteen centimeters. , the father and son are not the kind of people who can do strenuous work, so it would be quite difficult for both of them to guess and touch together.
However, the father and son were in high spirits and obviously did not expect this.
Seeing this, Liang Hongyu also came over. The family watched the millstone and watched the rabbits together. After watching the rabbits, they went to watch the pigeons. Especially Liang Yuemin, everything he saw was new and he couldn't get enough.
"This kind of life is good, it is exactly what I yearn for."
Liang Yuemin stood in front of the rabbit nest and praised repeatedly. He has the energy of a literary young man in his heart.
Soon his face was filled with anticipation and admiration.
"Huanhuan is about to quit his job at the TV station. Next year I will open a branch in the city, and also build a small yard, plant some land, and raise some things..."
"I also enjoy the life of picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and leisurely seeing the Nanshan Mountains."
Then he praised me again.
……
Listening in the kitchen, Chen Ling and Wang Susu looked at each other and saw the smile in each other's eyes.
When guests came to the door, Chen Ling didn't want to go out to catch fish anymore, so he simply fried some green vegetables and had a bite with rice.
As for Liang Yuemin, he had obviously been instructed by Liang Hongyu and Qin Rongxian, and purely regarded it as his first meeting with Chen Ling. He did not mention anything about Chen Ling's affairs in the village, but only in the courtyard. Doves, quails and rabbits wandered back and forth before.
Soon after Chen Ling had finished eating, he followed Liang Yuemin’s cart and moved the rice to the yard, and then began to prepare the flour.
After a noon's work, the wheat on the mat has been dried in the sun. Originally, Chen Ling wanted to use a small white cow to grind it. Since Qin Rongxian and Liang Yuemin both wanted to get started, let's try it first.
Chen Ling and Wang Susu prepared dustpans, dustpans, sieves, dough sticks, and brooms.
Then the pole was tied to the two prongs of the millstone and fixed, and Wang Susu loaded a dustpan with dried wheat.
"Are you ready? Can you push?"
Liang Yuemin couldn't wait any longer, rubbing his hands with a look of hopelessness.
People in their thirties are like children, watching eagerly, just waiting to be pushed.
When Liang Hongyu saw this, she glared at him: "What's the rush? Let's wait until Fugui packs it up."
You can't pour grain directly into the flour grinding. You have to spread the bottom before grinding, that is, pry open the millstone on top and sprinkle it into the middle. Bring two handfuls of grain.
The reason for this is to prevent the upper and lower plates of the stone mill from being idle when grinding begins.
Then there is grain and grinding.
Put the wheat on the millstone, and the wheat will follow the grinding holes on the upper plate and be sent between the two millstones. Then, the bottom has been spread and the millstone will be pushed to rotate. The wheat will be between the two millstones. After grinding, the ground wheat flows along the lower plate to the large chassis.
Then sift the particles on the millstone and put them on the top of the mill, over and over again. You need to do it slowly. One hundred or ten kilograms of wheat cannot be ground in one hour (4 hours).
"Okay, brother Yuemin, come and grind the mill."
Chen Ling pried open the millstone, asked his wife to spread the bottom, and sprinkled wheat on the millstone, then said to Liang Yuemin.
"Okay, okay, let me try."
Liang Yuemin rolled up his sleeves, held the big wooden pole, and gave Qin Rongxian a toothy smile: "Dad, I'll come first."< br>
Then he started grinding hard.
Just when he started exerting his strength, Liang Yuemin's expression changed.
He was pushing with all his strength, but the big millstone barely moved.
"Fugui, look, why doesn't it move?" Before Chen Ling could say anything, Qin Rong couldn't help but said, "This stone mill is too big and heavy. I'll push it with you."
After saying that, he also stepped forward, and the father and son held the big wooden pole together.
The result...
Still not ideal.
“This millstone is so heavy.”
Liang Yuemin gritted his teeth and pushed with all his strength, but the millstone was only turning very slowly.
After two rounds of pushing, I couldn't hold on anymore. I looked exhausted. I stood there holding my waist and gasping for air.
At this moment, I was already sweating profusely.
Qin Rongxian was not much better, he smiled bitterly at Chen Ling and waved his hand.
There is no way, people who often don’t do strenuous work cannot push the grinder at all.
"How about I add another bar? Brother Yuemin, you go to the outer circle, and Uncle Qin, you go to the inner circle, otherwise one bar will not be enough."
Chen Ling said.
"Forget it, don't bother, this thing is too heavy, completely different from what I imagined."
Liang Yuemin wiped his sweat: "I actually wanted to push it for a while. , I still have to drive, I’m worried that I’ll lose my strength and won’t be able to hold the steering wheel.”
“Fugui, will you still be grinding noodles in the future? I’ll bring Huanhuan and Xiaoming over in two days. After two days of playing at home, can we do it again?”
“Are you still addicted?”
Liang Hongyu smiled and said: "But this millstone is indeed heavy. It is hard to find such a large stone mill now. What's even more rare is that the stripes on the millstone are quite clear. In the past, it was probably necessary to control the rations of a village." Come grind..."
"Yes, but there is an electric grinder in the village and it is rarely used. Brother Yuemin, if you want to grind, you can change to a smaller stone grinder, but for grinding noodles. It’s just slow work. No matter whether the millstone is big or small, you will know after trying it a few times.”
Chen Ling smiled and asked them to get water for them to clean.
Liang Yuemin said: "It's okay. If you don't wash your hands first, you can't push the grinder. We can also help with other things."
Then he and Qin Rongxian took the same tool and stood there. Beside Liang Hongyu, she was ready to strike.
"Okay, I'll bring the cow over. This millstone is big and it's more laborious. It's better to use animals to grind it."
...
After a while, Liang Yuemin saw Chen Ling led a big white buffalo into the yard and immediately couldn't help but open his eyes wide: "It's actually a white buffalo. It's so beautiful."
Looking at this snow-white buffalo, there is no trace of clutter. He suddenly felt happy when he saw the white buffalo with its beautiful color and extremely graceful lines. He put down the sieve in his hand and prepared to go forward and reach out to touch it.
"No, Yue Min, please stay away from Xiaobai. This white cow from the Fugui family is really beautiful and has a big temper. No one is allowed to get close except the two of them. Your father and I I rode it once last time, and I won’t let him touch me anymore. I can’t even walk forward, and he got angry at both of us.”
When Liang Hongyu saw her son's appearance, she immediately stopped him.
"Huh? Don't they all say that cows are the most docile animals?"
Liang Yuemin looked embarrassed when he heard this, blinked and asked.
Anyone who sees such a beautiful white cow can’t help but fall in love with it.
Qin Rong glanced at his son first: "Most cows are like this, but no matter what kind of cow it is, it's scary enough to get angry. A cow's temper is a bull's temper, do you think it's just for fun?"< br>
"Moo."
The little white cow has a good understanding of human nature, and when it heard these people talking about it, it screamed in dissatisfaction.
Then he lowered his big head and rubbed Chen Ling's arm, his tail swung back and forth, his big black eyes still a little aggrieved, like a child complaining to his parents.
"It's okay, it's okay. Everyone is praising you, saying that you are good-looking and very lovable."
Chen Ling reached out and scratched the side of its face and comforted, Then it let out a long breath through its nose and slowly followed Chen Ling to the stone mill.
Even Liang Hongyu and Liang Hongyu had seen it before and couldn't help but marvel. Not to mention Liang Yuemin. Judging from the expression on his face and the shining eyes, he must have thought about raising a cow.
"Susu, please blindfold Xiaobai, and I will put a goggle board on it."
"Okay, come on, Xiaobai is good."
In fact, most of the livestock used to grind flour in rural areas are donkeys.
Milling is a slow skill. Neither mules nor horses like to do this work. They always have trouble pulling the mill. If you hit it, it will go crazy when it gets angry, and even the millstone will be gone. Pull to the ground.
Cows are slow-tempered and cannot move fast even if they are beaten.
Only the donkey is the most suitable. It walks neither hurriedly nor slowly, and does not get tired of pulling the millstone in circles. Of course, the donkey must be fed with fodder before being hitched to the grinding mill. He will not be able to work if he is hungry.
Otherwise, it will also show its temper. Donkeys also have great tempers. Otherwise, why don’t we call them stubborn or stubborn? !
However, our own cows don’t have these problems. They can only work better than donkeys, and they will definitely not be worse. Needless to say the reason.
But no matter what kind of animal is used, it must be blindfolded with black cloth, and the little white cow is no exception.
Otherwise, you may get dizzy if you grind in circles for a long time.
"The yellow and clear wheat is grinding, waiting to be rolled into noodles to eat steamed buns."
The blindfolded little white cow pulled the stone mill and started to turn it. It was indeed much easier than a human being. , the speed is also faster.
So a few people and an ox worked around the stone mill until nearly four o'clock in the afternoon, grinding three and a half buckets of flour. From lunch to the actual grinding, it took two and a half hours, three and a half hours. More than ten kilograms of noodles is not a small amount.
“If you make a flat bucket of wheat noodles and a sharp bucket of noodles, the excess bran does not count. The grits are like grinding rice, and the raw ones are rice when cooked..."
For the food you eat at home, you need to grind the flour more finely.
Whether the flour is ground finely or not can tell whether there is more or less bran. The more bran comes out, it proves that the wheat is ground well and thoroughly. If there is less bran, the noodles will taste rougher.
In the past when there was a shortage of food, people would grind it as tightly as possible to produce as little bran as possible. For more than a hundred kilograms of wheat, about ten kilograms of bran would be produced, which would appear to be more flour and would last longer.
People generally call this 90-pound flour. As the name suggests, one hundred pounds of wheat produces ninety pounds of flour.
Now that there is no shortage of food at home, there is no need to do this. Usually, I just keep pushing for 70 flour, and if the final flour output reaches 75, it is almost considered good.
For example, the well-known Fuqiang flour is 70 flour. The flour yield per 100 pounds of wheat is only 70. It is an extremely fine white flour. But for daily making of steamed buns and noodles, around 75 to 80 is enough.
The flour is ground.
The upper stubble is white and the lower stubble is black. After grinding the noodles, you need to stir them evenly.
If it is not stirred evenly, it will be white and black. It does not matter if you steam the buns. But if you eat noodles, something will happen.
So once this thing is done, it will be more time-consuming. Fortunately, there are many people helping today.
Qin Rongxian and Liang Hongyu had gone to the countryside and suffered hardships. They had to do a lot of farm work, so there was no problem. Liang Yuemin relied on his enthusiasm and worked very hard. He was taught by his parents, and he went from being unfamiliar to being proficient. I am less busy and usually hang out in the circles of the upper class. I am not exposed to these things. It can be said that it is very fresh and enjoyable.
When he left, he kept telling Chen Ling that he would pick up his wife and children later. Today was short and he couldn’t eat freshly ground noodles. After all, he was involved, so he still It's a pity.
Chen Ling expressed his welcome and asked them to come over at any time, and then waved goodbye to him and Liang Hongyu.
(End of this chapter)