When he returned home, Gu Chun found a lot of wild yams piled in the yard.

"Qiu'er, what are these wild yams?" she asked Gu Qiu who was helping Gu Xia dry the herbs.

Gu Qiu looked up and said, "Oh, that's what my brother and I picked up from the mountain.

They say it can be used as medicine, but they only need a few tablets, and in the end there are so many left that they can’t be used.”

Gu Chun squatted down and took a look at the yams.

They were all quite large, and most of the dirt on the surface had been cleared away.

She went to the kitchen again and asked He Ling:

"Aunt, do you have sugar and glutinous rice flour?"

He Ling didn't ask her what she was going to do, and went to look in the chest of drawers.

"Yes, there is still some sugar and glutinous rice flour left."

Gu Chun took it and said, "Aunt, can you help me make something? Do it according to what I said."

He Ling nodded, "Okay, what do you want to do?"

Gu Chun smiled and said, "Yam cake."

He Ling only knew about mung bean cake and had never heard of yam cake.

"That's the pile of yams in the yard, right? Can they be made into cakes?"

Gu Chun nodded and went to get two yams.

"Auntie, I need to peel this, but my hands will itch. Do you have gloves?"

He Ling smiled and said, "No, I'll peel it. My hands are covered with calluses and they don't itch at all.

You delicate little girls, please don't touch me."

He Ling took the yam, peeled it, sliced ​​it, and steamed it in a pot as she said.

After steaming, add some sugar and mash it into paste.

Finally, add the cooked glutinous rice flour and knead it into pieces.

The yam cake was a success.

When it was done, everyone in the family came back.

Gu Chun brought it out for them to try. "How about you try it?"

Little Zhuzi was the first to take a piece and stuff it into his mouth. God knows how long it had been since he had eaten the pastries made by his sister.

He nodded as he ate, "Delicious, delicious, really delicious."

Seeing him eating so voraciously, Gu Chun was afraid that he might choke, so he quickly poured him a glass of water.

"Stop talking and eat slowly."

Gu Qiu also took a bite, "Sister, did you make this with yam?

I can taste the yam flavor, but it's soft, sticky, sweet and delicious."

Look, this is the feedback Gu Chun wants.

Her sister still understands her!

As He Ling said this, she brought out another plate.

"Try this. I just found some leftover red beans and made some red bean paste and put it in this."

Gu Chun was really surprised. His aunt was really able to draw inferences from one example.

She was still wondering if only yam would be too monotonous.

She took a piece, and it was obvious that the aunt's craftsmanship had become more sophisticated after making it for the second time.

In addition to the flavor of red bean paste, the yam does not contain too much sugar, so it is sweet but not greasy, and has a rich taste.

Thinking about the cakes he had eaten in his later life, Gu Chun asked He Ling, "Aunt, do you have black sesame seeds, hazelnuts, chestnuts, etc. at home? Would it taste better if I added them to this?"

He Ling thought for a moment and said, "Of course I will, but we don't have these things at home right now. If you want them, ask your uncle to go to the mountains and pick them for you tomorrow."

Gu Chun was also very interested when he heard about going into the mountains to pick them. "Uncle, can you take me with you tomorrow?"

Uncle Gu did not participate in the discussion, but he did whatever the women in the family asked him to do.

"Okay, I'll take you there tomorrow."

The children raised their hands and said, "Uncle, we want to go too."

Gu Zhenzhu followed, "Dad, I want to go too."

Although Gu Zhenzhu was also a child from the village, she had never played with so many brothers and sisters.

For her, this was as fun as going on a spring outing with good friends.

Uncle Gu agreed to everything.

Only Gu Xia has to go to the free clinic tomorrow, so she can't go.

Little Bamboo shook his head and said, "Brother, you can't go and play. Little Bamboo can, hehe."

Gu Xia couldn't stand him being so cocky, so she grabbed him and hugged him, "Don't even think about running away. You can't go anywhere tomorrow."

Little Bamboo was so happy that he turned to sorrow. He could not resist and could only act like a spoiled child.

"Brother, brother, Xiao Zhuzi is wrong. Please let Xiao Zhuzi go, please."

He twisted and turned in Gu Xia's arms until he couldn't hold him anymore, so he slapped his little butt and said, "Don't move, little fat boy."

Little Bamboo was angry and pouted, "Not little fat boy, not little fat boy."

Gu Xia smiled and said, "Are you angry? Okay, okay, you are not a little fat boy."

Xiao Zhuzi turned his head away and ignored him, "Humph."

Gu Xia felt funny and pinched his little nose.

"Okay, don't be angry, brother won't call you fat boy anymore.

Go pick chestnuts tomorrow, and make sure you pick more for your brother."

Xiao Zhuzi nodded, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

I don’t know where he learned these adult words, but they made everyone laugh.

The next afternoon, Gu Chun and his companions carried their backpacks and followed their uncle into the mountains.

Little Zhuzi's legs were too short to keep up with the adults, so Uncle Gu put him in his big backpack.

It's fun for little kids to sit in the backpack and rock.

He looked around and cheered for his sisters who lacked exercise.

Seeing this, Gu Dong also wanted to sit in the backpack.

Uncle Gu also loved children very much. Seeing that Gu Dongren was the youngest and had short legs, he was afraid that she would be too tired, so he picked her up and carried her.

Holding one child in front and carrying another on his back, Uncle Gu can still walk briskly!

This shows how strong this country guy is.

Looking at them, Gu Chun sometimes wondered if her father was like this when he was a child, being carried on Uncle Gu’s back as he grew up?

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