Yun Aiguo picked up a piece of chicken offal with chopsticks, put it into his mouth, and chewed it twice.
"Chicken offal is delicious, grandpa likes it."
"Dad likes to eat chicken butt, it's soft and fluffy. Eat the chicken legs quickly. They won't taste good if they get cold."
Although Yun Yongcheng felt that Mei Cuiping was extremely biased, the object of Mei Cuiping's favoritism was Mianmian. He was happy and willing to let Mei Cuiping pamper Mianmian in this way.
Under the doting gazes of her grandparents and father, Yun Mian grabbed the chicken in the bowl and started chewing on it.
I have consumed too much energy today, so I need to make up for it, and then I will have the energy to grow some food in the space to supplement my family.
After dinner, before it got dark, Yun Yongcheng carried a hoe and went to the field, while Yun Aiguo took a backpack and prepared to go to the edge of the field to cut grass for the pigs.
Now we no longer have collective labor in production teams. Every household in the village raises pigs, and you have to rush to cut grass for the pigs. If you go too late, the grass will be gone.
The sow at home gave birth to piglets. Yun Aiguo was worried that the sow would be hungry and unable to produce milk, so the old couple discussed it while cooking dinner and decided to cut more pig grass and chop it up. They also weighed two kilograms of coarse salt and pickled the pig grass in a large wooden barrel. By storing the pig food, they didn't have to worry about the sow running out of food.
Yunmian ate her fill and immediately felt much more energetic. The feeling of being hollowed out was gone. She sat happily on the long bench, watching her grandfather pick up the backpack and prepare to go out. She asked in a baby voice, "Grandpa, are you going to the field to cut grass for the pigs again?"
Yun Aiguo turned around and looked at her with a smile on his face, thinking that she wanted to follow him again.
"Cut more pig grass and bring it back to store for our sows and piglets, in case autumn comes and we can't cut the pig grass. It's getting dark, and Mianmian can't go to the fields with Grandpa."
There are many graves in the field. According to the rules of the village, children should not be taken to the field after dusk, for fear that the children will be scared out of their wits.
Yunmian: "Grandpa, I saw a lot of wild celery in the fields today. Why isn't anyone picking it?"
Today, when I went to water the rice fields, Yunmian found that there were a lot of wild celery growing at the edge of the field. There were not many Artemisia annua, Artemisia absinthium, and Artemisia argyi. They should have been cut by the villagers and taken home as pig grass. However, wild celery is obviously better for raising pigs than Artemisia annua and Artemisia argyi. After all, it is a wild vegetable that can be eaten by humans.
Yun Mian was very puzzled.
Yun Aiguo: "You can't cut the wild celery in the fields and feed it to the pigs."
"Grandpa, why?"
Yunmian instantly turned into a curious baby.
Yun Aiguo was originally in a hurry to go to the field to grab pig feed, but seeing Yun Mian's curious little look, he was no longer in a hurry. He stopped and patiently told his granddaughter.
"Because wild celery is poisonous. A few years ago, a working ox in the production team was poisoned to death after eating wild celery growing in the field."
Yunmian knows better than anyone whether wild celery is poisonous or not.
In her previous life, there was a time when she was penniless and was being chased by debt collectors. With nowhere else to go, she hid in the mountains and ate wild celery and wild fruits for several days in a row. Thanks to those wild celery and wild fruits, she survived those days.
The old ox in the production team was poisoned to death, probably because it ate something else.
Wild celery is not to blame for this.
"Grandpa, wild celery is not poisonous. I've eaten it before. Pick off the leaves, wash them, cut them into pieces, and stir-fry them with pork. It's very fragrant."
When Mei Cuiping, who was washing dishes, heard this, she threw the half-washed dishes into the pot and raised her eyelids to look at her granddaughter.
A few years ago, a working ox in the production team was poisoned to death. Because the place where the ox fell was overgrown with wild celery, everyone said that the ox was poisoned to death by eating wild celery. She was a little suspicious at the time.
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