Chapter 178 Crispy cheese
This is really an unexpected surprise.
Since this was convenient, Chen Ling naturally would not refuse, so while eating, he discussed the time to start work.
Chen Ling had read a lot about related building materials during this period. He probably had a good idea. He set a time to start construction and was ready to start the project very quickly.
"In a while, we will go to various counties to install new transformers, set up wires, and plant telegraph poles. Alas, this busy work is really endless. From the beginning of spring to now this year, there is no time to stop. .”
Transformers at this time are very backward.
Not only does it cause high losses and noise, it is also very unsafe.
So once a new transformer is developed, it must be replaced in each county as soon as possible.
Since then, even if Zhao Dahai is the leader, he has become busy, running around and staying away from home day by day.
"In this case, I want to have a good time and relax today. It's rare to bring my sister-in-law and Yaya over here."
"Hahaha, I must have a good time. I will go to the countryside to find Jusheng in the afternoon. Tomorrow we will go to my sister's house to attend the temple fair together. It will be lively."
Zhao Dahai got up from the ground and accompanied him Chen Ling cleaned up the debris on the floor.
No one can bear to ruin such a picturesque place.
Then the two men filled in the two dug bamboo rat holes.
At this time, he also knew that Chen Ling could not go around visiting relatives these days, and he felt quite regretful.
"There is no regret. We have three temple fairs a year here, so there is always a suitable time."
"Sister-in-law Wenxia, you can come here too. The water here is wider, the sunshine is better, and there are A place to sit."
Deep in the bamboo forest, there is another spacious shallow stream. The bottom is covered with smooth stones. Some are above the water, smooth and huge, and have been warmed by the sun. There are also stones on the sides. Blocks, covered with green moss.
“The scenery here is so beautiful. To be honest, if it wasn’t too far away, I would have booked this entire mountain and this entire lake.”
Zhao Dahai muttered in a low voice. , then went to Chen Ling's side, sat down on the big bluestone opposite him, and then screamed "Ahhh" strangely: "This stone is so cold."
When his daughter saw him, she grinned with her baby teeth exposed, and liked to see him look deflated.
“This place is very good. I’ll ask our party secretary later. The village held a meeting before and wanted to contract out the reservoir and surrounding mountains and forests. It shouldn’t be a big problem.”
“It’s really not a big problem.” If that doesn't work, just draw a stream of water down from the opposite mountain, and then lead it to the small river ditch next to the orchard, and circle it twice to plant lotus and fish. . ”
Chen Ling does have some ideas, but it’s not suitable to make it too big now. At best, he can just draw a stream down and decorate it, as he said.
Anyway, don’t rush now, just take it step by step and take your time.
"Sister-in-law Wenxia, sister Qiumei, sit on top of me. It's warm here. The rocks on Brother Dahai's side don't get the sun's rays and are very cold."
"Oh, it's true, the rocks here are "It's very warm."
When they sat down, Chen Ling took out a set of playing cards from his pocket: "Come on, come on, after you have eaten and drank enough, start playing cards. The sun is so nice. It's so comfortable, it can't be wasted."
Zhao Dahai looked at it for a moment, and then screamed strangely: "You are too complete, you bring oil, seasoning, and playing cards with you. ”
“Of course, that’s all.”
Chen Ling smiled and started shuffling the cards, "Actually, this thing is easy to carry. If you want to play chess and mahjong, I have no choice."
Then the group sat deep in the bamboo forest, On the bank of a mountain stream, basking in the late autumn afternoon sun and playing cards, Chen Ling tinkered with various ways of playing cards, laughing constantly and feeling very comfortable.
... After having fun, I returned home at around two o'clock in the afternoon. At this time, the yogurt was almost ready, but the time was still a bit short. The yogurt was not too thick and a bit sour.
But such yogurt also has its benefits.
You can squeeze the wild fruits picked from the mountains into juice and drink it together. It is sour and sweet, very delicious, and there is almost no smell of goat milk.
Zhao Dahai finished a bowl and let out a comfortable breath: "It's really good. It's also rich that you have the mind to tinker with these things. You can see new tricks every time I come here. To be honest, everything I see when I come to your house is good. , I don’t want to leave, I want to taste it all the time, hahaha.”
“Fuck you, wealth is for Susu, it’s useless for you to be greedy.”
Xiang Wen. Xia glanced at her husband, and then asked Chen Ling how to make yogurt like this.
Chen Ling didn't hide it either. Of course, there was nothing special about this method of making yogurt.
After finishing speaking, he warned: "I'm actually still close to the age. The yogurt is a bit too thin. Let's talk about the yogurt made with rice wine. If it's done well and there's enough time, it can be made. Make it into a soft and bouncy dish like egg custard. After it is done, add some red dates, wolfberry, hawthorn and so on. Eat it with a spoon. It has less alcoholic taste and less sour taste. It is best as an after-dinner snack and can be eaten all year round. .”
"Sister-in-law, you want to make this when you get home. Remember to pay attention to what I said. It's good for the baby."
Xiang Wenxia was very happy after hearing this and praised him profusely. Qin Qiumei also nodded her head. approval.
Wang Susu on the side saw it and felt happy in her heart. She couldn't help but be proud of you. She also felt sweet in her heart. It hurt to have her husband change his ways. It was enviable and made her feel more and more. Happy and satisfied.
I just sat quietly with my chin in my hand, not saying anything, just watching Chen Ling and listening to him talking to others.
Chen Ling didn't care, waved his hand and said: "I just read a lot. I've read Dream of Red Mansions. Yuanchun Province personally took an examination of Jia Baoyu's knowledge, and later gave him and Xi a steamed cheese cheese dish. It was eaten by people, but it was eaten secretly by the household servant. What is this steamed cheese with sugar? Although it sounds nice, it is eaten by the royal concubines. To put it bluntly, it is yogurt made by us using rice wine as a starter. …”
Everyone was even more amazed and realized that there was such a story.
Zhao Dahai even laughed directly and said: "If you don't say that you are so powerful in terms of wealth, who would pay attention to this when we watch Dream of Red Mansions..."
"Then what are you looking at? ?”
As soon as he finished speaking, his wife Xiang Wenxia suddenly asked.
This question asks, what else can a boy who is full of turmoil pay attention to?
Zhao Dahai was like a rooster strangled by the neck. He couldn't laugh anymore and just hesitated: "This, this happened a long time ago, I have forgotten it a long time ago."
Everyone laughed loudly. Laugh.
The fat man was quite afraid of his wife. After making people laugh, he quickly took Chen Ling and went to the countryside to bring Wang Jusheng back.
Then it was lively again.
Just like that, it didn’t disperse until dusk.
I really had a lot of fun today, and I don’t have any regrets if I can’t get together for the temple fair. The guests and hosts had a great time.
When it got dark and the guests were sent away, Chen Ling and his wife went to the fourth grandma's house to eat and help. After finishing pressing the paper, they came back and went to bed early.
Feed up your spirit.
In the middle of the night, Chen Ling got up and followed Chen Dazhi and several elders to dig graves on the mountain. They had experience. They went there at three in the morning and spent about two hours digging the graves. When they came back, everyone got their share. A few packs of cigarettes.
This time it took a long time, mainly because there are many things to pay attention to when digging a tomb, and all aspects must be taken into consideration.
In addition, in recent years, the tombs have been moved to the mountains to the west to prevent them from occupying farmland.
There are too many rocks on the mountain and it is difficult to dig. It is time-consuming and labor-intensive. It is incomparable with the old cemetery near Chen Ling's orchard.
When they returned from digging the grave, it was already past five o'clock in the morning. Everyone was too lazy to go home and stayed to wait for dinner in the morning.
Today is the third day of the funeral. After breakfast, there were many people paying their respects. Don't even think about going back to catch up on your sleep. I've been assigned work again and got busy.
As soon as the mourners arrive, they go into the mourning hall to kowtow, offer incense and burn paper.
Chen Ling and the others were setting off cannons outside.
At this time, there are no restrictions on how many cannons are fired, as long as it is an odd number of sounds.
As the etiquette officer shouted: "Return the gift."
The filial sons and filial sons on both sides of the mourning hall knelt down, knelt down with their heads on the ground, and began to cry, and the trumpet maker also followed suit. ring.
The trumpeter still plays Zhipu, that is, Zhiqu, Zhiyin, every morning.
In the evening, before pressing the paper, play "Bao Miao", "Crying Seven Passes" and other tragic tunes.
But during the funeral, the song played without exception was "Su Wu Sheep".
This is the only fixed piece of music besides the straight score every morning.
This piece of music is low, heavy, desolate and sad. Compared with the straight sound played every morning, it makes people cry more easily. It is a very tear-jerking suona piece.
With a "click", Chen Ling struck a match and lit another cigarette.
Then he walked to the root of the wall, picked up a few kickers and placed them between two bricks. He stretched out his hand to light them with a cigarette. As a burst of smoke rose, Chen Ling turned and walked away. There was a bang of fire behind him and he rushed to The sky exploded.
Accompanied by the sad tune inside the hospital, cannons were fired continuously outside the hospital.
There were indeed many mourners today, and Chen Ling kept firing off cannons for most of the day.
"Fugui, dinner is about to be served, please let me know by firing a few more cannons..."
At this time, Wang Laishun took note of the gift list and walked out to inform.
"Ah? Why don't you wait a little longer? The people mourning just now came so densely and the intervals were short. The cannons fired were almost connected together. No one listened carefully. If we call for dinner at this time, everyone thought it was a mourning ceremony. Some come and some don’t, what should we do later?”
Chen Ling said. "You're right, then just wait a little longer and don't let it go."
Wang Laishun nodded, turned around and looked at the time: "Wait for another twenty more Minutes, it’s half past twelve, and people will come over to eat regardless of whether the cannons are set off, but the food is not hot anymore.”
“Okay, you should take a rest.”
Soon, lunch was also eaten.
Perhaps you know that the funeral has been suspended for five days. Not many people came to pay their respects in the first two days. On the third day today, people came one by one to pay their respects.
The mourning hall was filled with wreaths.
Someone replaced Chen Ling in the afternoon, so he stopped setting off cannons outside, but he wasn't idle either.
At this time, when a group of mourners left, he took advantage of this opportunity to give the trumpet maker some water.
Outside the mourning hall, trumpeters formed a circle and sat facing the coffin.
These people were familiar with him, and when they saw him coming, they all nodded.
Of course it was impossible to smile in this kind of situation, so they all nodded to each other silently, whispered something like "ask us to wait if anything happens," and then stepped aside.
Until the old man who painted the coffin came to the door.
This old man is a fastidious painter. When painting the coffin, he must kneel on the ground as a sign of respect for the deceased.
Therefore, the two sons of the Fourth Grandma prepared two layers of sacks and linen posts that were the same as those in the mourning hall, and spread them next to the coffin to prevent him from kneeling on the ground.
The coffin painting begins. First, the white stubble on the coffin needs to be painted red.
The old painter has a very steady hand, and he paints both seriously and quickly.
After a while, the red stubble was painted on, and the old painter began to paint "Twenty-Four Filial Piety".
A little painter was also brought over to mix colors for him.
He knelt there and painted without stopping for a long time until almost dusk.
So Chen Ling brought him food and water.
The old painter was eating and painting at the same time. Every time he finished painting a filial piety, the ceremony officer would lead the filial son and filial grandson to give him a reward, and shout: "Look - reward -!"
Then they all kowtowed to him. The old painter also knelt down and shouted back: "Thank you——!"
Such strictness is an old etiquette and custom.
After dark, the coffin was painted, and the Eight Immortals carried the Fourth Grandma into the coffin to complete the burial.
...So day by day, after four days of wake and memorial service, it came to the final day of funeral. People were going in and out to prepare, waiting for the arrival of the funeral hour.
It was past noon and the funeral officially began.
Don’t cry at first. Relatives and friends wearing sackcloth and mourning stood silently in a line.
The eldest son Chen Yongsheng stood at the front holding the portrait of his fourth grandmother, followed in order by the second son Chen Yonggang, the third son Chen Yongfu, nephews, daughter-in-law, niece-in-law, grandchildren, married daughter, nephews...
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Under the leadership of the etiquette officer, the team first turned three times forward and then three times backward around the fire lit at the gate. The men first turned from left to right, and the women turned from right to left, and then again in a grand manner. Walk outside the village.
When he came to the open area outside the village, Chen Yongsheng stood on the high stool that had been placed in advance, holding the portrait in his left hand, pointing to the southwest with a long pole in his right hand and chanting: "Mother, go to the southwest, there is something in the southwest Mingguang Avenue."
As he spoke, Chen Yongsheng was crying.
But everyone must endure it at this time. This is the most silent part of the entire funeral.
The team came back and took one last look at the Fourth Grandma in the mourning hall.
Men and women turn three times each.
After a short pause, the ceremony officer shouted: "It's up!"
"Wow——"
The cry suddenly started, and the cry was shocking. God, the whole team was crying while walking out backwards.
Wives like Wang Susu, who have children and grandchildren, carried the children of Fourth Grandma separately to the gate.
At this time, Chen Yongsheng, under the guidance of the etiquette officer, knelt down, smashed a tile to pieces, and poured out a jar of rice juice.
This sound marked the official start of the funeral, and the crying reached its climax. The fourth grandmother’s children burst into tears together.
The son was doing better and was more restrained, but the fourth grandmother’s little daughter cried so hard that she lay on the ground and couldn’t even pull her up. Her white mourning clothes were covered in dust.
In the end, they all cried so hard that they fainted.
Some villagers come out to watch the fun. Old people say that when there is a funeral, the more people watching the fun, the better. It is said that this can nourish future generations.
When they saw this situation, the emotional ones couldn't help but shed tears.
Chen Ling and his grandchildren, Chen Yuqiang and other great-grandchildren, wearing filial piety hats and holding mourning sticks, walked at the end of the procession, also shrouded in crying, with red eyes.
“Bang, bang, bang.”
With the sound of cannons, the funeral procession moved forward little by little, and the cries became sadder. The trumpeters no longer played a single tune. , "Crying Seven Passes", "Su Wu Shepherd", "Crying the Grave", one song after another, heavy and sad.
The sound of cannons, cries, and tunes.
Go all the way west until the coffin is buried in the ground, and wreaths, mourning sticks and other items are covered on it.
When they came back, Chen Ling and the others tore off their filial piety hats, folded them into white cloth, and helped clean up the sundries at Chen Yongsheng's house. They had a banquet in the evening, and that was it.
... After the Fourth Grandma was buried, the memorial day for Chen Ling’s father was getting closer and closer.
The memorial day of his father Chen Juncai is the first day of October.
It only takes seven or eight days.
He originally planned to accompany his wife back to her parents' home after visiting the grave.
Now, I didn’t have much time to prepare anything. I took out the jar and iron lock left by Chen Juncai and looked at them again and again. I also found the old envelopes and looked through them.
After looking through the childhood photos, group photos, and letters from my parents, I carefully put them away and sealed them.
The sun did not rise in the morning, and the wind brought a chill.
The items were sealed, but as soon as they went out, a cold wind blew Chen Ling back.
"It's such a cold wind. There's a leap month in August. Winter has already begun before October this year."
Chen Ling went back to the house, put on thick clothes, and milked the goat in front of the woodshed. Wang Susu said: "I'm going out for a walk."
"Go ahead and come back early. I need pickles in the afternoon and I can't get them by myself."
"I know."
In response, he picked up the fishing rod and bamboo basket and walked to the reservoir.
Today's sky is a bit gloomy. The sky is not as clear and blue as the previous days. Migratory birds such as wild geese have also left one after another. After arriving at the reservoir, there are no more water birds to be seen on the vast water.
"Fugui, are you here to fish again?"
"Yes, come here to catch two fish to eat. Sister-in-law, what are you doing?"
Chen Ling just stepped forward When we arrived at the dam, there were the Chen Dazhi family and Chen Guoxing family. Several women pushed bicycles and carried baskets to the entrance of the village.
“Let’s go to the market. There is another market in the countryside today.”
Wang Xiuying said something with a smile, and then shouted to Chen Jiang's house next to the dam: "Xinghua, Xinghua, haven't you packed it up yet? It's time to go."
"Don't worry, sister-in-law, I'll give it to you first." Put something in the chicken and duck's crop, don't go to the market, some poop on the mountain road is gone, it will kill you."
Xinghua responded hurriedly inside. , then pulled the chicken cage in front of the door, stuffed bran and stones into the chicken and duck crops in front of them, just in a hurry, making the women burst into laughter.
This is a little trick for going to the market to sell things.
In the winter, there is less food for insects in the wild. If you want to keep the chickens and ducks through the winter, you have to feed them food. The villagers are reluctant to do so. After the whole winter, they can almost bear the rations of a strong man. So every year at this time, we would take them to the market and sell them.
But when selling, I couldn't bear to be delayed by feces and urine. I lost a lot of weight, so I stuffed the chicken and duck crops in advance. It was better if it went into the stomach and couldn't be pulled out, and the more money could be sold.
"Fugui, are you selling your chickens and ducks? If so, go back and call Susu so that we can take care of you together."
"What are you talking about? Fugui will definitely not be willing to part with it. Sell it, I heard that little girl Zhenzhen said that he will accompany Susu back to her parents’ house in a few days, and the chickens and ducks must be brought there by the father-in-law and mother-in-law, right?”
Chen Ling didn't say much, just nodded with a smile.
Seeing this, the ladies laughed again.
(End of this chapter)