The autumn weather is clear and crisp, and flocks of birds fly low in the sky from time to time, chasing each other and flying in pairs.
The trees and grass all over the mountains have turned yellow, with only scattered patches of green.
Sun Ye stood at the edge of the field, his hands in his pockets, his little head held high. While Old Lady Sun wasn't paying attention, he quietly ran to the field, squatted down, and helped Old Lady Sun pull out the radishes.
There was a large patch of radishes with sparse leaves, which were all picked to feed the chickens. The exposed parts of the radishes were white and big.
With a little effort, the radish is pulled out, along with the mud. A radish is about as long as an adult's wrist. Isn't this quite simple? All you need is your hands.
It's just that the ground is uneven and difficult to walk on, Sun Ye thought. No one will pass by and see this piece of land. Anyway, grandma already knows that she is strong, so pulling the radishes should be no problem.
After preparing herself mentally, she was able to pull the radishes out with one hand. Maybe she unconsciously released a signal when she pulled them out, so the radishes did not fall to the ground?
When Old Mrs. Sun stood up to take a breath, she found that her granddaughter was following her and picking radishes. Wow, she was picking one in each hand, as if it was not difficult at all.
Old Mrs. Sun knew that Sun Ye was capable, but she didn't expect him to be so capable. It was a bit unexpected.
Old Mrs. Sun walked over and held Sun Ye's hand. Sun Ye looked up at his grandmother. Her innocent face made Old Mrs. Sun feel that she had a lot of worries. She could only comfort herself that it would be fine when she grew up, and she would have the ability to have enough food to eat.
Sun Ye knew best what kind of look and expression she had that could make people open their hearts. She was not bad looking either, and she had inherited all the good qualities of her parents, even better than them. She practiced in front of her mother's mirror, with a toothless smile and slightly narrowed eyes, looking so innocent.
In the past, she had to be dignified and steady, and every move had to be elegant and noble. No one knew that she also wanted to jump around and have close friends, but the identity of the high priestess could only make people afraid.
Old Mrs. Sun took a deep breath and said, "Ye Zi, just pick the radishes here. Don't pick them outside where there are a lot of people. Otherwise, grandma won't give you any pumpkin pie."
Ever since Sun Ye ate pumpkin pie last time, Grandma Sun discovered that she liked it. In the following days, she kept asking Sun's mother about it quietly. Sun's mother would sigh that her child finally had something he wanted to eat, which was not easy.
Sun Ye tried hard to act like a child, and slowly began to speak in a tone that was almost the same as Sun Miao's:
"Carrot...eat...eat pumpkin."
The slurred speech and serious look were imitated so vividly that no one could tell that Xinzi was a thousand-year-old monster.
"Grandma knows that leaves are strong, so let's pull these radishes home and make pumpkin pie for them."
Sun Ye nodded heavily, looking at Old Lady Sun with his big round eyes.
When she got home, all the radishes in the field had been pulled out. She found some dry grass to rub the mud off her hands, and took Sun Ye home. As for the radishes in the field, her four sons were not just for show.
After the autumn harvest, there was not much farm work to do at this time of year, so Old Lady Sun sent the family up the mountain to collect firewood.
"Grandma, what delicious food did you make? It smells so good!"
As soon as Sun Wen, who was carrying a small bundle of firewood on his back, entered the door, he smelled a fragrant scent and instantly became full of energy, without any trace of the lethargy he had on the road.
He quickly put down the firewood and ran into the kitchen.
"I told you that you should give these guys more weight. They were all acting all the time on the road, saying how heavy it was and how they couldn't walk anymore. Look at them now, each one running faster than the other. They're not pretending at all."
Mr. Sun commented and said that his mother spoiled her grandchildren too much. Is this really what it means to be close to grandchildren?
"If I recite too much, won't my mother nag me? It's scarier than Tang Monk chanting sutras. Anyway, I don't dare to do that."
Fourth Uncle Sun kept shaking his head, seemingly deeply moved by Old Lady Sun's nagging.
"Yes, carry more next time and say it was the fourth brother who let you do it." Brother Sun agreed.
The other three brothers turned their eyes to the terrified Uncle Sun. Uncle Sun looked as if he had no love for his brothers. How could he do such a thing to his brothers?
Except for Uncle Sun, everyone else burst into laughter. No wonder the fourth uncle liked to tease the old man so much. It turned out to be so fun.
"Why don't you guys wash your hands quickly and come eat pumpkin pie."
"Hey, okay, mom, I'll be right there."
"Mom's pumpkin pie is still the best!"
Fourth Uncle Sun was a sweet-talker, and he kept praising the pumpkin pie to the highest heavens.
Old Mrs. Sun was laughing so hard that her mouth couldn't close. Only Mrs. Sun Er was not happy about her meal. Brother Sun Er couldn't even fart even if he was hit with a stick. He was like a transparent person at home.
It was dinner time, and the family ate and went back to their rooms to sleep.
Sun Ye vaguely heard the second wife talking a little louder, and then the voice soon disappeared.
Today’s pumpkin pie is so delicious. Grandma said that we are out of flour and won’t be able to make pumpkin pie anymore. She doesn’t know what flour is and she just feels sorry that there is too little of it.
He smacked his lips, thinking that the food made by humans was really delicious. The elves ate fruits and flowers to keep their bodies pure.
The days are neither salty nor bland like flowing water, and today we are going to slaughter the pig!
When the topic of slaughtering a pig was brought up, the two Sun Sen brothers became extremely excited. Killing a pig meant they would have meat to eat, and that was meat, oh meat, the meat of their dreams.
The team first drove the task pigs to be handed in, leaving three pigs for the villagers to divide among themselves.
The brigade raised a total of seven pigs. Thanks to the brigade leader's strong support, all the pigs grew fat and strong, and the brigade did not suffer any loss. The pig farmers received high marks for their meticulous care and attention.
"Wow, this year's pig is the fattest I've ever seen. I can get a lot of meat."
"This pig is well-raised."
“…”
The family that raised the pigs raised their chins. The pigs were raised by their family. In other words, they raised the pigs, and praising the pigs was praising them.
If Sun Ye knew about this, he would definitely complain in his heart.
Sun Ye had no chance to see the pig being slaughtered. His mother was afraid of scaring Sun Ye, so she waited until the pig was slaughtered before going.
When a pig is slaughtered, it is necessary to have a pig-killing meal. All the old ladies and women in the village will join in and use their skills to prepare it. You chop the garlic and I wash the vegetables. You stir-fry the meat and I light the fire. We chat and laugh while the food is cooked.
He ate the meat with big mouthfuls and his chopsticks flew around, and in the end, he mixed the little soup that was left with his rice.
This is the most delicious thing Sun Ye has ever eaten, even better than pumpkin pie. She wants to swallow her tongue. It is so fragrant. The meat is really delicious. No wonder Sun's father and mother are craving meat. She is also craving it before they finish eating.
The highlight is here: dividing the meat!
The points were also distributed according to work points. The Sun family ranked second. The meat looked neither good nor bad, and was above average.
There is fat and lean meat. The fat is good for making lard, and the lard residue is a delicacy.
As Sun Ye listened to her mother's words, her saliva couldn't help but flow out. This was explainable. She was not greedy, but she just couldn't control herself because she had grown teeth. Seeing that everyone was laughing, Sun Ye embarrassedly threw herself into her mother's arms. Didn't she have any face?
In the afternoon, the whole yard was filled with the legendary (aroma of meat), and every household was filled with it.
Mother Sun was frying oil, surrounded by a group of children. From time to time, she would stuff the fat and lean oil residue into the children's mouths, one after another, without favoritism.
After feeding her twice, Sun's mother said, "Go out and play. If you keep sucking my milk, I'll cut you."
The naughty boy was reluctant to leave, so Sun Ye sat obediently on the small stool without moving, and her mother did not chase her daughter away.
Sun Ye's stomach was already bloated and he couldn't eat any more, but his mouth still wanted to eat. He held his stomach and hated it for being too small, as there was very little food left when he needed it.
After boiling a large jar of oil, Old Mrs. Sun was very satisfied, and the family had another sumptuous dinner.
Sun Ye was already familiar with the fact that whenever there was something delicious at home, they would always have a full meal first, so she worked out in the afternoon to allow her stomach to digest the food and make room for dinner.
As expected, a dish of braised pork, a plate of oil residue, a plate of fried pork slices with peppers, a pot of cabbage and pig blood, and pig intestines, it was comparable to the Chinese New Year.
Everyone glanced around to see which piece of meat was the best, and then grabbed it quickly and accurately when the meal started.
Thanks to Sun Ma's quick hands, Sun Ye got a piece of braised pork. Well, it tasted amazing, delicious, fatty but not greasy. You can't find anything more delicious than this.
Sun Ye ate like a little hamster, directing his mother with his little hands to pick up this and that. For a while, there was no sound of talking at the table, only the occasional clatter of dishes and chopsticks.
Hey, this is how people should eat while they are alive!
Sun Ye held a bowl of pork bone soup and drank it happily. It was milky white and tasted fresh and delicious!
After eating the pig-killing meal, the Chinese New Year is not far away.
The snow was thick this year, so Dad Sun and his family worked hard to sweep the roof. The snow in front of and behind the house became the children's toys. Sun Ye was very jealous, but his three heads were not strong enough and he could only sigh at the snow.
Next year, next year, there will definitely be my Sun Ye’s footprints left in the snow.
Sun Ye is becoming more and more popular and more childish now. Maybe it’s because someone cares about him and loves him.
Children, don't be greedy, after Laba, it's the New Year. On the 23rd, eat sticky sugar melons, on the 24th, clean the house, on the 25th, make tofu, on the 26th, cook meat, on the 27th, kill the New Year rooster, on the 28th, let the dough rise, on the 29th, steam buns, on the 30th, play all night, and on the first day of the New Year, have a good time.
The children in the village recited their teacher's Protestant songs from one end of the village to the other, and they were very appropriate.
This is the Sun family's situation. This is Sun Ye's second year of involvement.
The dishes this year will be much better, and Sun Ye firmly believes that they will get better and better. Despite this thought, he cannot resist the urge to eat.
Four years later.
Sun Ye is five years old now and it's time for him to go to school.
Today, the Qianjin Brigade has changed a lot. Four years ago, a group of intellectuals from the capital came to settle here and found that the soil in the Qianjin Brigade was different from that in other places. It was more nutritious and the crops grown here were not only high in yield but also good in quality.
As a result, the Qianjin Brigade became a popular destination within a radius of 100 miles and was an important place. Girls from other brigades were trying their best to marry into the Qianjin Brigade.
However, this is not the Sun family's business. It will take several years for the Sun family to marry off wives and daughters. The eldest is Sun Lan, the daughter of the first wife. She is 15 years old this year and studies in the town. She has graduated from high school. Others say that the Sun family is very lucky to have raised such a top-ranking female scholar.
Sun Ye watched for a long time and found nothing special about the experts from the capital, so he felt relieved.
Also because the Qianjin Brigade is more important, those educated youth of varying abilities were not assigned here over the years. They were terrified when they thought about the events that happened in other brigades because of the educated youth.
Today is Sun Ye's school enrollment day, but Sun Ye doesn't care. She probably has more knowledge in her head than anyone else in the entire school.
However, seeing Sun Miao's happy expression, Sun Ye forced a smile.
After so many years, Sun Ye is still like this. Even if he is excited in his heart, his face is still calm. It is commonly known as: repressed and reserved!
"Let's go, Ye Zi, let's go to school!"
"Ahhh, school, my Sun Miao is here."
Sun Ye followed Sun Miao's strength and ran wildly.
"These two girls are really crazy!"
Sun Ma’s comment is brilliant and hits the nail on the head!
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