Just as Song Ziyi came over, she pulled Song Ziyi aside and asked, "Where did you get so many pheasants and rabbits? Can you buy these wild game here with money?" If she could, she would definitely buy more to bring back to eat.
Song Ziyi shook his head. "My sister and I hunted these in the mountains. My sister told me to bring you some more when you return to the capital."
Zhang Hongmei's eyes widened in disbelief. "Did you two hunt in the mountains? Are these all?"
It’s no wonder that Zhang Hongmei couldn’t believe it. Even Yang Wenbing found it unbelievable.
He roughly counted the long string of pheasants and rabbits, and found that there were at least thirty pheasants and rabbits in total. This was no small number, and even an experienced hunter might not be able to get such a harvest.
Song Ziyi didn't care what they thought. He skillfully took a hare and a pheasant, took them to the kitchen and chopped them into pieces. His movements were quick and decisive, and it was obvious that he was used to doing it.
Zhang Hongmei was stunned again. Not to mention others, just compare her own children. She found that none of her own children could match the efficiency and efficiency of the boy Yi in working. The more she watched, the more she found it strange. Why weren't these siblings her daughter or son?
Zhang Hongmei also had to cook in Beijing, and she was familiar with kitchen work, so she helped Ziyi prepare the dishes for dinner. There were ready-made steamed buns at home, so they would just steam some. As soon as the preparations were done, Song Yun came over to take over the cooking, and Yang Lifen helped to light the fire, so the two sisters could continue to talk in the kitchen.
Ever since she entered this hospital, Yang Lifen has had a smile on her face, her eyes are bright, and she has the energy to do everything.
When it came time for dinner, Yang Lifen, who usually only ate one steamed bun, ate two steamed buns and a lot of meat dishes today, which was an unusual experience for her.
Zhang Hongmei and Yang Wenbing ate in silence, the food was so delicious, even better than the chefs in the state-owned restaurants in Beijing.
After dinner, Song Yun talked about the work in Qinghe Village. She mentioned that tomorrow is the day for the team to go into the mountains to pick autumn vegetables. In September, many things are ripe in the mountains, and there are plenty of chestnuts and walnuts. Fangfang said that there is also a jujube forest in the mountains. Every September, the villagers will go together to pick jujubes. The ripe jujubes are sour and sweet, and the taste is actually quite good. Many people also dry the jujubes and save them for eating during the winter. They are good for eating or making tea.
Zhang Hongmei's family are all city dwellers. Even Yang Wenbing, who has been a soldier for some time, rarely has the opportunity to go into the mountains. The military region he is in is by the sea, and he has never seen chestnuts or walnuts. When the three of them heard about these wild activities, they all showed interest, especially Yang Lifen. When she learned that Song Yun would go up the mountain tomorrow, she immediately clamored to go with them.
Song Yun took the opportunity to invite Zhang Hongmei, "Aunt Zhang, why don't you join us tomorrow? We can treat it as an autumn outing. You can also learn about the local customs and practices of our Qinghe Village and bring some mountain products back to Kyoto for Uncle Yang to taste."
Zhang Hongmei was already very interested, and she immediately agreed to Song Yun's invitation. Yang Wenbing naturally wanted to go along as well. He also wanted to see if there were pheasants and rabbits running around in the mountains, otherwise how could Song Yun and her brother get so many.
After the chat, everyone went to wash up and rest. Song Yun helped Yang Lifen make the bed. Although they slept on the same kang, they did not sleep in the same quilt. Yang Lifen brought her own bedding this time, otherwise there would not be enough quilts to sleep in today.
Before going to bed, Zhang Hongmei quietly went to her son Yang Wenbing's room and asked, "Tell me the truth, have you been interested in Xiaoyun for a long time?"
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