Song Tan Jishi

The scale of this bamboo forest is not big, it is not small, long and short, it also occupies about one or two acres of land.

After entering the bamboo forest, the air suddenly became humid, and there was a smell of fermented bamboo leaves in the forest, and the feet felt soft when stepped on.

Now it is the beginning of April, and many spring bamboo shoots have grown to a height of more than one meter. The aunt who is familiar with the way avoids these and only picks those small and tender ones.

Keeping an eye on it, as soon as the hoe went down, a chubby bamboo shoot was directly pried out.

For Qiao Qiao, it was like a treasure hunt game. He also took a hoe and dug the fat ones he saw.

The aunt was still smiling when she saw it: "Our Qiao Qiao is getting more and more capable now!"

"That's it," Song Tan proudly said, "I taught it all."

Indeed, most of it was taught by her.

With Qiao Qiao like this, Ulan and Song Sancheng asked him to do some washing and cleaning at home, so he couldn't help being a little coddled.

What's more, they also have a lot of work to do every day, and they rarely have the spare time to teach their son bit by bit.

If you can't teach a few words, each other will collapse.

But Song Tan is different, among other things, her patience is very good now, if you don't do it once, you can do it twice, if you don't do it twice, you can do it four times... Farm work, in fact, you still need to do more.

Take him with you for everything. After a long time, Qiao Qiao himself has become much more flexible.

While digging the bamboo shoots, the aunt sighed: "I hated this bamboo forest when I was young."

"Why?" Song Tan was puzzled.

Her memory of this bamboo forest is probably when she was young, Song Sancheng tied two hemp ropes to the bamboo, and put a wooden board in the middle, so that she could make a simple swing for her to play here.

If it is bigger, you can pull a hammock inside in summer. The hammock was bought for two yuan and has accompanied Song Tan for many summers.

If it hadn't been for a chubby caterpillar shaking from the bamboo leaves once when it was shaking on the top... I am afraid that this good memory will last for a few more years.

The aunt sighed: "Your life was better when you were young, and there were many ways to earn money, but before you were born, there were people who wanted bamboo like ours, and it cost eight cents a piece."

"Your grandfather was in charge of cutting bamboo in the bamboo forest, and your grandmother chopped off all the branches on the bamboo branches."

"As for me, I don't need to do any hard work, but I have to drag this long bamboo all the way to the place where people receive the goods."

"Although the bamboos here are not as strong as those in the south, they are also heavy. I can drag two or three at most at a time... After a day, my legs are so swollen that I can't lift them up."

This is real rural life.

Song Tan was silent for a while and asked again: "What about my dad?"

Song Hongmei laughed: "Can your father and the others still run? They are responsible for loading the bamboo onto the carts for others. That is really hard work. After a day, they can't straighten their backs."

"Tan Tan, don't look at your uncle as annoying, she also suffered hardships with your uncle in the early years."

Song Tan let out a "hmm".

She has seen a lot, everyone is a different role in the eyes of different people, don't force it, just ask for what you want.

She originally thought that the aunt was going to say something more provocative, but she didn't expect the aunt to change her style:

"It's just that your eldest aunt is getting older now, and her mind is getting worse!"

"Your grandma has planted three rows of lettuce, and if you add one more lettuce, there must be fifty or sixty. Seeing her posture, I thought about pulling them out—how is she going to eat them?"

"Let me just say that when you are old, you can't take care of your children to do housework every day. If you have nothing to do, go out to dance a square dance, or set up a stall. It's better than squatting at home. It's not good at all..."

Auntie was obviously also full of resentment, muttering: "Is it easy for your grandma to grow and order vegetables?"

Song Tan laughed:

"Yes, it's still a big aunt's meeting. The spring bamboo shoots can be eaten for a long time after being blanched and dried in the sun!"

"Yes." Auntie looked at the bamboo forest reminiscently: "No one has bought bamboo in the past twenty years. You can see that the bamboo forest grows densely, too much is not good. If you see spring bamboo shoots, dig more. Make room for them too."

While still pondering: "The tender heart of the bamboo shoots went back and was cut obliquely and blanched, then fried with pickled peppers and some beef, oh, it's ready for dinner!"

Think again: there are lettuce leaves!

"I'll eat bamboo shoots with pickled peppers and stir-fried lettuce leaves in the evening. Let's steam an egg for Sophora japonica, and make Sophora japonica cake tomorrow..."

Thinking about it this way, it seems that there is food for half a month, and I saved hundreds of dollars in food expenses!

Once the big aunt figured out what she had in mind, she waved her hoe with more care!

Song Tan didn't think much about the spring bamboo shoots at first, it was difficult to cultivate, and she was not willing to give too much spiritual energy here this year, but she couldn't help but feel a little greedy when her aunt said so.

Just as he was thinking about asking Qiao Qiao to dig two more and go home, he saw this silly boy had already come out of the bamboo forest, holding a bunch of rapeseed flowers:

"Sister, let me eat."

At the same time, he broke off a piece of cabbage moss and ate it.

Song Tan also laughed: "When I was a child, my mother always fried the buds and moss of rapeseed flowers, and I didn't like them."

The aunt laughed: "When you were a child, you had to think about eating meat at home. You were still farming. How could you make it carefully? It must not be delicious."

"Eating is different now. How do you say that? Keep healthy!"

My aunt has been able to set up a stall in the urban area for decades, and I don't know how superb her skills in making egg pancakes are, but her cooking skills are obviously sharpened by his stingy spirit.

Looking at the rapeseed now, I came up with a few dishes:

"Let me tell you, pull a bunch of rapeseed flowers, go to the mountain to see if there are any wild onions, and dig one back. Boil the rapeseed flowers, then chop the shallots, chop ginger and garlic, and take Order chili noodles, soy sauce, vinegar, sugar, monosodium glutamate, etc., and then add the green onion and pour some sesame oil...it's delicious!"

This describes...

Song Tan just thought about it, and his saliva was about to flow out, but...

"Auntie, your method of mixing vegetables smells even better on the soles of shoes."

The aunt laughed: "Then you can use this to make poached eggs, it's also delicious. Cut the rape blossoms into pieces and mix them with the eggs..."

"If it doesn't work, boil the rice soup in your house, then put the rapeseed flower in it, sprinkle some chopped green onion, pepper noodles or something..."

Speaking of careful planning, my aunt is really an expert. None of the materials used are expensive, but she can make things delicious.

Song Tan sighed: "Auntie, you know a lot..."

The aunt laughed: "What am I, you haven't seen our village do a banquet before, that master, absolutely!"

"Whatever you have on hand, you can make good dishes. One year at the banquet in spring, stewed fish tail with rapeseed flowers was made. Ouch, that is full of praise!"

"I remember it for decades."