Yu Yin felt that she was more capable than an old ox, comparable to a first-class model worker!
The black soil that once stretched as far as the eye could see is now partially bearing abundant fruit.
The tomatoes are already turning red; whether it's due to the variety or the ample space, each tomato vine is laden with fruit, large and small, almost breaking the branches. The green beans are also clustered together, and the cucumbers are all topped with blossoms and prickles, looking incredibly fresh and juicy…
The seeds that Brother Yu sent have all been planted. The vegetables in the yard have also sprouted, but they are not growing as fast as those in the greenhouse. They were just about to grow vines when we put them on trellises.
Yu Yin plucked a cucumber from the cucumber trellis, didn't wipe it, and used her hand to remove the thorns so as not to prick her mouth.
It made a crisp snap!
The unique, refreshing aroma of cucumbers hits the taste buds directly, unlike cucumbers of later generations, which have little flavor except for water, and whose skins are not crisp, becoming soggy overnight.
Yu Yin felt extremely comfortable after eating a cucumber. She had dug the hole, planted the seeds, and built the trellis herself, sweating profusely. Only she knew the hardship she had endured. Therefore, Yu Yin felt no guilt at all for eating the cucumber alone on the field.
The effort paid off. Looking at the lush vegetable garden in front of me, a sense of pride rose in my heart.
Once a burden and a nuisance to everyone, they now have their own vegetable garden. It's true that Chinese people have vegetable farming ingrained in their bones; no matter how difficult things get, as long as there's a lush green vegetable patch in front of them, nothing else matters.
With a good start, things will be easier from here on out. We should find an opportunity to get some wheat, corn, rice, millet and other grain seeds. We must make sure we don't go hungry. Having grain in hand will give us peace of mind!
After taking one last look at her battlefield, Yu Yin emerged from her spatial dimension and patted the little cub's bottom. Thankfully, it hadn't peed.
It's been over two months, and the baby has gained a lot of weight, his voice has gotten louder, and he's even been wetting himself more at night. Now, I only need to change his diaper once a night, instead of getting up several times a night and suffering from sleep deprivation.
"Wow..."
Well, the timing is perfect, I peed.
"Ugh, this urine smells so strong. I've been eating too much, the urine smell is really strong now."
While complaining, Yu Yin quickly changed the little guy's diaper.
After peeing, you still need to eat. Like a puppy, you have a straight intestine, so you have to eat right after you poop.
"Ah, ah..."
My little one is amazing! Even while nursing, he makes a sound to make his presence known!
"What are you 'ah-ah'ing about? Is it delicious? Oh well, just eat it. Take your hand away, it's all sweaty."
While gently pulling her little girl's hand away, Yu Yin whispered, "Whether you understand or not, I'm just saying it for fun."
The youngest son lay on the bed waving his little hands, neither crying nor in a hurry, playing happily by himself.
Inside the mosquito net, the mother and her two children would perform this scene every night, only the order in which they held the children would change.
Speaking of mosquito nets, Yu Yin also expressed her strong dislike for them.
The mosquito nets were not only thick and poorly ventilated, but also monotonous in color, mostly white, and turned yellow over time. Worse still, some had numerous patches in black, blue, and gray, in various shapes. While these patches might have created a certain ambiance when fluttering in the wind outside, hanging inside only made the room feel stuffy.
Yu Yin thought that she would have to trouble Sister Lu to see if there were any thinner mosquito nets in Shanghai, even if they were more expensive.
The environment here is characterized by humidity and heat, and various small creatures are comparable to biological weapons; if you get bitten, you'll either die or suffer severe burns.
Yu Yin recalled that many educated youth or workers and their families from other provinces who came to support the border regions had their skin scratched raw and broken after being bitten, and some places even became infected. It was terrifying to think about.
Accounting skills are now available online. (Note: The last part, "mosquito net, note it down, it's extremely urgent," appears to be a separate, unrelated fragment.)
Put down my little girl, pick up my little son, and say, "Eat up, eat up!"
After eating and drinking their fill, the two little ones fell fast asleep, and Yu Yin, also sleepy, slept next to them.
It was a rare sunny morning.
During the rainy season, it rains for almost twenty days a month, leaving everything damp and feeling like there's a layer of water droplets everywhere.
I made a simple mushroom soup, cooked rice, and the pickled bamboo shoots I soaked before are ready to eat.
A bowl of rice, a bowl of soup, a dish of pickled bamboo shoots—simple ingredients, the most primitive cooking methods, preserving the original flavor of the ingredients—are more appealing to Yu Yin than dishes made with various seasonings in later generations.
Nowadays, seasonings are simple, generally just salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and chili peppers for those who like stronger flavors. Unlike in the future, when soy sauce alone will be divided into light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, braising soy sauce, seafood soy sauce... dazzlingly diverse, claiming to be brewed using traditional methods, most of them are actually blended and have lost the original aroma of the food.
Nowadays, most soy sauce is sold in bulk.
To buy soy sauce, I took an empty bottle to the supply and marketing cooperative. There, I saw a large barrel filled with it, topped with a lid. A long-handled ladle and a funnel were placed on top of the barrel. When I came to buy soy sauce, the clerk put the funnel into the bottle opening and poured the soy sauce into it with the ladle.
It is said that the soy sauce of that era contained no additives and would attract white maggots. Yu Yin had never seen it and had no way of verifying it, but it is certain that the food at that time was delicious, without a wide variety of additives, and only the original flavor of the food.
I don't know if it's because Yu Yin's cooking is so good or if the two of them have huge appetites, but they always finish everything at every meal, leaving nothing behind. Well, in this weather, it'll go bad before noon anyway.
Looking up at the sky, which was still cloudless, Yu Yin decisively moved the bedding out of the bed and hung it on the second-floor railing to air it.
We've taken out all the baby's diapers and clothes, and let them sit in the sun to get some UV rays to kill the bacteria, because they're all starting to get moldy.
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