Longing for mountain village life

Jiang Tian got up early in the morning, specially boiled millet porridge, used to warm the stomach, and made egg cakes, accompanied by two dishes of pickles, eating refreshing and refreshing, and the stomach discomfort caused by drinking alcohol was also relieved a lot.

After eating, Dong Changming sat in the bamboo shed, drank a cup of tea, and his dizzy brain was finally much better, sitting here looking at the lush mountains and forests in the distance, and his heart felt very calm.

Here, there are no family disputes, no brother rivalry, it is completely peaceful, and his state of mind has improved a lot.

No wonder many people are willing to live in seclusion in the mountains and forests when they are old, this feeling is indeed good, but he will not forget who he is, there are still a lot of things waiting for him to deal with in the family, and it is impossible to stay in this place all the time.

"I'm leaning, it's so sour!" In the quiet environment, a discordant sound sounded.

Dong Shihao took a bite of hawthorn, his face was distorted by the acid, he made several grimaces, and he even danced his claws with open teeth.

"Jiang Tian, why is this hawthorn so sour, is it eaten by people?" Dong Shihao said that the saliva that was soured in his mouth was still ticking, and no matter how he swallowed, it was not as fast as the saliva coming out.

Jiang Tian was feeding the rabbit with a carrot, and he said without looking at it: "Nonsense, it's not for people to eat, you don't fall directly after eating it now!" Dong

Shihao ran to the kitchen, took a chicken leg left over from yesterday and nibbled it, and finally suppressed this sourness.

"I also want to take this hawthorn to the restaurant as a fruit plate or something, the peaches and apples you sent last time, the taste is particularly good, very popular, and the single price is dozens of yuan."

The fruit pricing was all from Dong Shihao, Jiang Tian really didn't ask, heard him say the price, couldn't help but turn his head and say: "You are really dark, an apple sells for dozens of yuan?"

"That's of course, the price of high-quality things should be expensive, you may not know the thoughts in the hearts of those rich people, the more expensive, the more he buys, on the contrary, if you are cheap, people will only think that this thing is not good, besides, people who can go to restaurants to eat, do not care about such a little money."

Dong Shihao finished the chicken leg in a few bites, and pouted his fingers, as if he was not addicted.

"Your hawthorn can't do it, the taste is too sour, maybe some people who like to eat sour things will buy it, the value is not high." Dong Shihao shook his head, originally thinking that the things produced by Jiang Tian were all good things, but now it seems that they are not all of them.

Jiang Tian looked at his disgusted look, but was amused and asked, "Can you still eat?" Dong

Shihao was stunned, "You are laughing at ah, just my rice amount, those egg cakes and rice porridge I just ate, that's only half, even if I give me so much more, I can eat it, it's not me who said, what do you mean, you still don't know my rice amount?"

Xu Qingyun was amused, his son's meal is indeed quite large, but he has a good tutor at home, generally speaking, he will not eat more, it is nothing more than to open a small stove to fill his stomach.

But here, it seems that everyone is no stranger, and they are already used to it.

Jiang Tian ran to Westinghouse and took out two bottles of canned hawthorn, which had been sitting for several days and were completely edible.

"Give you a bottle!" Jiang Tian threw it casually.

Dong Shihao caught it quite tacitly and looked at the jar, "Isn't this a can of hawthorn, you guys don't dislike acid, so many hawthorns are placed in it, even if you put sugar, the effect is not great."

Jiang Tian found clean dishes and chopsticks and poured the canned food into it.

"Uncles and aunts, try it."

Xu Qingyun looked at the hawthorn and recalled that Dong Shihao was soured like that just now, and he was a little afraid to eat it, for fear that he would be ugly.

But Dong Shihao, who is completely a foodie, doesn't care if it's sour or not, he directly opens it.

The hawthorn is distinct, not broken, the soup is sticky and clear, and there are no impurities, which looks very beautiful.

It's a pity that Dong Shihao is not a person who cares about beauty in this regard, he directly took one out with chopsticks, hesitated, and took a bite gently, after all, the sour taste of the hawthorn just now still lingered in his heart.

"Huh?" Dong Shihao's eyes widened, and he ate all the hawthorns in three or two clicks, and then clipped another one.

"I lean, how did you get it, this hawthorn turned out to be sweet and sour, proper benefits, delicious!"

After listening to her son's words, Xu Qingyun dared to try, and when she ate it, don't say, this taste is really delicious, as if there is a kind of magic, making people want to eat more and more.

Over there, Dong Shihao, a foodie, had already eaten all the hawthorn, holding the can and drinking all the soup, even so, he still had a feeling of unfulfilled.

"Is there anything else?"

Jiang Tian said: "There are quite a few, but you can't eat more, hawthorn can be appetizing to eat, and eating more is easy to hurt your stomach."

"Okay!" Dong Shihao felt a pity, took the can and shook it vigorously, raised his head, opened his mouth, and the only little bit of soup left in the can slowly dripped into his mouth.

It may be because of eating hawthorn, Dong Shihao felt a little hungry, so he ran to the kitchen and took out a plate of ribs to nibble.

Xu Qingyun gave him a look, after all, this is someone else's house, how can it be so casual, Dong Shihao didn't see it at all.

In fact, she didn't know that even if Dong Shihao saw it, he wouldn't care, he already regarded this place as a second home, and Jiang Tian and his grandfather didn't treat him as an outsider.

Grandpa smiled and said: "Don't eat like this, I'll give you hot food, and if you want to eat anything, one piece will warm it up for you." Dong

Changming hurriedly said: "Old man, don't bother, this kid just likes to eat, can't get used to him." He

said while glaring at him.

Dong Shihao felt a little aggrieved.

Grandpa laughed loudly, "It's nothing, the child wants to eat it, then eat it, this is not the previous era, eat less and wear less, now it is a blessing to eat more, there are so many dishes leftover, our grandfather is still worried about how to eat, just to help." "

Grandpa went to the kitchen, and soon three dishes came out, and the one that Dong Shihao ate was called a fragrant.

"By the way, Grandpa, I see that boar's head is in the kitchen, how are you going to eat it?"

Dong Changming still wanted to say something, but was stopped by Xu Qingyun.

Jiang Tian replied: "We are ready to eat it marinated, but such a large pig's head needs to be marinated for a long time, and you can't eat it these days."

In a word, his plan was completely destroyed, who is Jiang Tian, as Dong Shihao's roommate for four years in college, his temperament is Menqing.

"It's okay, call me again when the brine is ready!" Dong Shihao said.