The seventh son, Song Chengyao, followed in the footsteps of Xiaobao's mother and collected some clams and unidentified small sea fish, only about the length of a finger...
Little Bao's mother helped check and confirmed that they were all edible. She even taught Song Chengyao that these small sea fish could be fried and eaten, as they were especially delicious.
Wen Shishi didn't hear it; if she had, she would definitely be drooling.
She held her older brother Song Chenghou's hand, letting him throw clams into the wooden bucket, while her gaze remained fixed on Xiaobao not far away.
With a loyal audience, Mud Monkey Xiaobao played even more energetically, stretching his legs on the mudflats and tumbling from one side of the rocks to the other...
Suddenly, with a "whoosh" sound, Xiao Bao burst into tears.
Song Chenghou and Song Chengyao put down the wooden tub, picked up Wen Shishi, and went over to check on her...
The fisherwomen nearby also stopped what they were doing and gathered around.
It turned out that the rocks were slippery, and Xiao Bao slipped and fell off, scraping his elbow.
The wound wasn't deep, but it was about the size of an egg. It hurt so much that Xiao Bao cried out and tears streamed down his face.
Xiao Bao's mother was heartbroken and muttered to herself as she prepared to wash Xiao Bao's wound with seawater...
The seawater was salty, which made Xiao Bao cry even louder from the stings...
Song Chenghou spoke up, "Sister-in-law, the temple isn't far from here. Why don't we go to the temple and wash with the spring water? It's cleaner than seawater, and it won't hurt as much..."
My fourth and sixth brothers should be back soon; I'm getting ready to make lunch.
After washing it clean with spring water, I can ask my sixth brother to see if there are any herbs I can apply to Xiao Bao to help it heal faster...
Xiao Bao's mother was very grateful. Looking at her own bucket beside her, Song Chenghou said he would help her carry it...
He immediately took Xiao Bao's hand, and the two of them, one big and one small, hurried towards the temple.
Song Chenghou picked up Xiao Bao's wooden bucket, took Wen Shishi's hand, and prepared to say goodbye to the fisherwomen and return to the temple...
Wen Shishi, however, stared at the rock where Xiao Bao had just slipped, and broke free from Song Chenghou's hand...
Perhaps remembering Song Chenghou's admonition, he did not immediately put it aside and looked up to seek Song Chenghou's opinion.
Seeing this, Song Chenghou didn't think Wen Shishi was being naughty, but worried she might slip, so he took her little hand again and led her towards the rocks...
Song Chengyao put down the two wooden buckets he was carrying and saw his brothers approaching in the distance...
Lunchtime is almost here.
He muttered softly, "Big brother, just keep spoiling her..."
With a smile on her face, she began to walk alongside the two of them.
The surface of the reef is not pure rock; in some places, it is covered by a layer of soft, dark brown, seaweed-like material.
Wen Shishi reached out and touched it, which startled Song Chengyao. He quickly took Wen Shishi's hand away and wiped it clean on his clothes.
Seeing this, the fisherwoman next to her smiled and explained, "Don't be afraid, this thing isn't poisonous!"
Like seaweed, or like a woman's hair, it grows abundantly on seabed rocks and reefs, but it's not very useful!
Everyone at the beach has touched it before, don't worry, it's fine!
Song Chengyao's expression softened, and his anxiety gradually subsided.
I couldn't help but laugh at myself. I was just saying my brother was worrying too much, but when it came to my own...
My body won't obey me.
Wen Shishi hesitated, but remembering Song Chenghou's previous reminder, she tilted her head back, revealing her chubby, fair neck, and looked at Song Chenghou.
Song Chenghou understood, squatted down, and was amazed at how sensible the child was; he had remembered all his advice...
This is not just about having a good memory, but also about being sensible and understanding.
Song Chenghou slightly turned his body to block the fisherwomen's view.
He leaned closer to Wen Shishi and whispered, "Shishi, is there something you want to say to your brother?"
Wen Shishi nodded slightly and leaned close to Song Chenghou's ear, "Big brother, this wet thing is called seaweed, it's useful!"
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Song Chenghou did not interrupt and listened to Wen Shishi continue.
"It is very nutritious, rich in protein, iodine, calcium and other nutrients found in many meats.
It can also be used in medicine to clear heat and resolve phlegm, and to nourish the kidneys and heart.
It can be stir-fried, but it tastes best when made into a soup.
I used to love eating that...
Song Chenghou's eyes lit up, and he immediately smiled.
He stood up and laughed, "So you were hungry? There's nothing to be embarrassed about!"
"Let's go back now, your brothers will cook for you!"
Upon hearing this, the fisherwomen all smiled kindly and dispersed.
Song Chenghou, carrying Wen Shishi in one arm and a wooden bucket from Xiao Bao's house in the other, instructed the seventh son, Song Chengyao, who was following closely behind:
"After we finish eating, when no one's around, have Lao Shi or someone else help us..."
We picked up the brown seaweed that Shishi had just touched on the reef.
Shishi said that it's called seaweed, it's edible and good for your health.
Remember, don't let anyone else see this.
Song Chengyao composed himself, understanding his elder brother's intention.
The information Shishi has been revealing in recent days is too eye-catching. If she doesn't try to conceal it, it will only bring her danger.
Song Chenghou and Song Chengyao left the wooden bucket containing clams and small fish outside the temple, returned inside to wash their hands, and found that their brothers were returning one after another.
The chef cooked sweet potato porridge and made kelp soup using a leftover bucket of kelp from yesterday.
Yesterday, Song Chenghou reminded everyone that kelp can only be stored after it has been dried. The remaining bucket from yesterday was not dried and can only be eaten during the Chinese New Year this year.
However, the senior brother's cooking was much savory than yesterday's, and he left half a bucket for the Song brothers to eat that evening.
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