Chapter 34 34. Qiao Qiao’s Mummy Pig
My aunt obviously didn’t take this seriously.
After all, who hasn’t eaten dumplings yet? But she didn't refute, just looked at the wrapped dumplings, feeling a little worried:
"This is too much, I guess the refrigerator can't even fit it in."
Song Sancheng looked at it and said: " That’s right, there are so many people tonight, we can’t eat three hundred of them!”
My aunt almost rolled her eyes - three hundred?
Only twenty or thirty dumplings can be eaten to death.
Now there are only eight people in total, how dare you brag about this?
It seems that Tan Tan’s business of selling vegetables is not very reliable.
My uncle, a senior dumpling lover, agreed at the moment: "Let's cook a pot first to satisfy our stomach."
So the men went to load the straw on the cart, and Wulan sat in front of the stove and slowly started to light the fire, while giving random directions as if he had no idea:
"Cook a few more...just a few more--don't rush to cook." Put it in the refrigerator and eat it first!”
Everyone emphasizes this. If you don’t cook it more, it will seem like you won’t be full. The eldest aunt murmured in her heart and finally cooked a pot full of dumplings.
On a large stove in the countryside, there are hundreds of dumplings in one pot!
Straw is not heavy, you just need to put it from the straw stack to the car. The rear compartment was soon filled to the brim.
At this time, the dumplings were also cooked.
The uncle took a deep breath, washed his hands and exclaimed: "This shepherd's purse is really good, so fragrant. Mom, you guys should eat more."
Then he took the first bite.
For a while, the entire dining room was silent.
Just...how to describe it?
The uncle thought about it for a long time and was reluctant to swallow the dumpling stuffing in his mouth. Then he suddenly returned to the time when he was a child and ate meat once a year...
He couldn't boast that there were so many dumplings. . All in all, it’s so delicious!
My eldest aunt took one bite of the dumplings, and now she regrets it even more - if I had known that these dumplings were so delicious, why would I have told my parents what I was doing just now?
The shepherd's purse around them definitely doesn't smell like this!
No wonder it’s twenty yuan a pound, so worth it!
And the elderly grandma and grandpa were full of praise for the food. The wheelchair-bound grandpa even finished one bowl for the first time and then handed the bowl over: "Please fill it with more."
This time it was Ulan Go. The second pot was cooked, but the old lady was old, so she only filled five or six more than usual:
"Dad, Mom, don't be anxious, eat slowly, there will be more tomorrow. Don't overeat today. . "
Grandpa had a great appetite and was in a good mood. He even said to Song Tan, "We, Tan Tan, are born to be farmers."
This is what he said. Everyone unanimously agreed.
Wulan, on the other hand, felt refreshed and proud: "How do you think, does the food made by Tantan taste good? I just said that she is so good at studying, and she can also farm!"
Song Tan: A qualified tool person should not speak when he should not speak.
……
Eat and drink enough.
A family of four took advantage of the night to go home. The car was walking alone on the winding mountain road. The car windows were slightly open, and the cool night breeze blew on the face, which did not extinguish the fire in Wulan's heart at all. .
She thought of her aunt's look of regret and reluctance, and then thought of the satisfaction and comfort she had not seen for a long time on the face of Grandma Song Tan. At this moment, she suddenly understood why her daughter had to eat it by herself every time she got fresh vegetables!
Because some happiness is really not measured by money.
......
From that night on, Ulan became particularly motivated.
Early the next morning, as dawn arrived, she urged Song Sancheng to spread the straw in the yard and dry it in the sun. I quickly mixed two more barrels of disinfectant, sprayed the pig pen again, and even checked the manure tank.
After everything was ready, she called someone and quickly sent the piglet over. When Qiao Qiao came to her senses, she saw that Peppa Pig, whom she had been looking forward to so much, was nowhere to be seen. In the pigsty warmed by the sun, there were five piglets, three white and two black, lying on their backs.
The five little pigs are cute, with big, round and wet noses, and they are well groomed. The body is small and round, and it makes a tender voice of "hum hum".
But...
Except for taking a closer look at the skin of the two white pigs, which can still show some pink, they have no resemblance to Jojo's Peppa Pig.
Qiao Qiao was stunned for half a minute, then suddenly cried out: "My Peppa Pig, my George, my Mummy Pig...are all gone...all gone..."
Pig The pigs in the pen were stunned for a moment, snorted twice, and looked at him curiously with their round pink noses, their dark eyes full of agility.
Qiao Qiao had been dreaming for many days, and once she cried, Song Tan had to use her trump card:
"My dear, don't cry anymore, don't cry anymore - Page George doesn't have it, let's see Is it OK? I’ll go back to the city and buy you a doll next time.”
“Let’s not watch it now. Have you watched Ultraman? Let’s look at this.”
Ultraman toys are much easier.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
Qiaoqiao was crying and gasping for breath, but here Ulan smiled proudly, adding fuel to the fire:
“Come on, Qiaoqiao, I don’t want to follow you. Do you want to sleep with the mother pig? You pick and see which one is your mother pig?”
Qiao Qiao:...
He cried louder.
......
The piglets are too small, and they are new to a strange environment. Although they don’t seem to be uncomfortable at all, they even like it too much (after all, they are more or less nourished by spiritual energy) ).
However, to be cautious, Wulan quickly cooked some hot pig food to feed:
Pumpkin, sweet potato, corn kernels, leftover rice bran and rice bran, picked wild vegetable roots, a lot of fragrant food pot.
Just from the smell, it's actually quite appetizing.
Song Tan thought for a while: "Mom, let me go and see how the vetch tastes in the fields. By the way, pick more to feed the pigs."
Shepherd's purse can still be tasted every year. Once or twice, I haven't eaten milkvetch in more than ten years.
Ulan nodded: "Go ahead and do more tidying up in the afternoon. Aren't you going to sell it tomorrow?"
Song Tan shook his head: "I told the customers in the group , I’ll go sell it tomorrow morning, it’s too late.”
Milkvetch is easier to pack than wild vegetables, but it is too crisp and tender. To ensure freshness, it is better to pick it in the morning and take it directly to the city.
Now that the day is warm, there are more wild vegetables. The milkvetch used to fertilize the fields and feed livestock in this field can still be sold for twenty yuan a pound. Wulan feels a little unsure. of.
But she didn't refute it - yesterday she praised her daughter's farming skills so much that she was a little brainwashed in the morning, always feeling -
Maybe there is really any difference?
Song Tan took Qiao Qiao, whose face was full of tears, to the fields with a basket. She couldn't bear to step on the fresh green leaves and stems. Hold the stem with your hands and break it off gently, and you will get a cluster of green leaves.
Qiao Qiao found a new way to have fun, and found it very interesting to pull grass like this, so she immediately forgot about Mummy Pig and started working happily.
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Pig food is really... actually quite delicious.
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