Chapter 47

Jing Xian also stir-fried soybeans with mustard greens, added minced meat, and a little bit of chili for seasoning.

The taste is really amazing.

The children ate the slightly sweet elm rice, and when they felt sick of it, they ate a spoonful of stewed soybeans with salted vegetables. When they felt dry in the mouth, they could drink a sip of shrimp ball soup. It was like a heavenly life.

Jing Xian ate the bitter sesame seeds with sauce. After hearing what Song Ning said, she said calmly, "This is not grass."

"If this isn't grass, then what is it? Is it magic grass?" Song Ning refused to eat it and took a big bite of the pork head, thinking that this was the most delicious food in the world.

The pork head this time is a little spicy, but not so spicy that you can’t eat it, but it makes you want to eat more.

This is Song Ning's favorite.

“This is the seed of the tree.”

"What the hell?"

Song Ning looked at me and said, "Are you kidding me? How can you eat the seeds of a tree?"

"Maybe this is the difference between you city people and us mountain people." Jing Xian had a faint smile on her lips. Everyone could see that she was joking with Song Ning.

There happened to be a string of fresh elm money, which Fusheng held in his hand.

Jing Xian pulled off a little and stuffed it into Song Ning's mouth. Song Ning closed his mouth unexpectedly and wanted to spit it out, but he thought it was not a good idea to do so at the dinner table. So he had to eat it.

Eating grass is a very unbelievable thing for city dwellers.

As she ate, her eyes widened.

Fusheng cautiously took the small string of elm money in his hand and put it behind him.

Song Ning: “…”

She didn't want to eat even a single bite.

"Do city people eat tree seeds?" Jing Xian asked Song Ning with a smile.

Song Ning, who vowed never to eat grass, carefully handed the bowl over and said nervously, "Don't give me too much, just half a bowl. I can't eat more."

Jingxian readily accepted the advice and did not add any more.

One minute later.

Song Ning: "Give me another bowl, more!"

Everyone: “…”

People in Lvshi don't eat elm money, people in Shengshi eat more. But many people in the military area came from Shengshi, and many people came from Longcheng, and they all like to eat these things.

The money spent on the elm trees on the back hill was not wasted at all.

We had acacia flower buns for dinner.

The buns are not made of white flour, but are mixed with corn flour.

The acacia flowers were filled with chili peppers and pork fat, and the taste was really delicious. Jing Xian steamed a pot but it was not enough to eat. Fortunately, she did not have to worry about wasting it, so she steamed another pot. After finishing the first pot and taking the second pot out of the oven, Jing Xian took three and sent them to Mrs. Wu next door. She took another three and sent them to Ma Shufen.

There aren’t many things, just want to give everyone a taste.

Zhao Xiuzhi held half a bun in her arms, smacking her lips as if she were still not satisfied after finishing it.

It’s so delicious!

She had never eaten such delicious buns in her life.

The food that Mrs. Wu cooks is pretty delicious, but we only have so much oil at home, and we don’t buy enough meat every month, so we can’t cook a proper meal.

Wu Zhanfu's family life was not bad in his early years. After eating half a bun, he said, "Mom, this bun tastes almost the same as the one you made before. It's really delicious."

Old Mrs. Wu looked at her grandson and granddaughter wolfing down the buns, and gave most of her own portion of buns to the two sisters.

She said, "Go up the mountain and pick some Robinia flowers, and tomorrow morning go buy some suet. When I'm refining the oil, I'll make Robinia flower buns for you to eat."

When Gousheng'er heard that there was food, he immediately said, "Mom, you should go too. There is strength in numbers."

Zhao Xiuzhi, who didn't want to go to the back hill to pick acacia flowers, said with a fake smile: "You can just go with your dad, why do we need so many people?"

"Let's cut down the branches, and you can pick the acacia flowers below! Otherwise, will grandma have to do it herself when we get back? Grandma still has to cook, and you can't cook, so why don't you go pick the flowers? Sister goes to pick the flowers." Gou Sheng'er played with Grandma Wu every day, and found that his sister was also special to him.

good.

At first, he followed his grandmother and sister to work, because his mother was the laziest in the family.

Zhao Xiuzhi: “…”

Even Wu Zhanfu glanced at Zhao Xiuzhi, who blushed and said, "I thought you were going to carry the branch back."

"Mom, you are really a rich lady. Do you think that thing can be taken down? How much should we take? Besides, we are not allowed to cut big branches, only small branches are allowed." Gousheng'er really disliked his mother now, "You are really not good at anything, and you are never satisfied with anything you eat. You are totally incomparable to Tiedan's mother. She doesn't even break branches off trees, she just goes up the tree and picks them. The food is delicious when cooked, and it can also cure diseases."

Zhao Xiuzhi became increasingly angry as she listened: "Then you will become her son?"

"I would like to go. If it weren't for the fact that they have four sons now and don't want any more children in the future, do you think I wouldn't want to go?" Gou Sheng'er sat next to his grandmother. "Grandma, don't worry. Even if I'm not my mother's son, I'm still your precious grandson."

Zhao Xiuzhi was so angry that she fell backwards.

This son was born in vain.

She wanted to take action, but when she met her mother-in-law's eyes, she immediately stopped.

I can only grit my teeth in silence.

I thought that I would give this guy a good beating when I got the chance.

"Grandma, I'm done eating!" Gousheng'er got up and put on his shoes. Before leaving the house, he said to Grandma Wu, "Grandma, I'm going to play the hoop game with Tiedan and the others. I'm just staying outside and not going anywhere else."

"Go play."

Old Madam Wu thought that her eldest grandson used to be a bad boy, but after following her for a while, he has become much more obedient now. In the past, the child would not call Hongmei "sister" when he saw her, but would always look at her with that kind of eyes, as if Hongmei was their little servant.

Now not only does she call me sister, but she also supports me. This is a good thing.

There were quite a few children, with three or four in every household, and some even had five or six. A group of boys were rolling the hoop, trying to see who could push it the farthest. Several children lined up and pushed it over.

The girls standing nearby also felt happy watching.

The alley is extremely lively.

After dinner, Xu Ning had something else to do, so she left first because she had to go to the hospital for duty. Song Ning didn't leave, and after helping Jing Xian pack up, she helped her farm.

The yard is very big and it was empty anyway, so Jing Xian had already set her sights on using the yard.

This won’t work if we don’t grow something.

Every household has a private plot, which is usually a vegetable plot, where every household grows their own vegetables. At the end of the year, the brigade will distribute cabbage, radishes and potatoes. If you want to eat some cabbage, eggplant, etc., you have to grow it yourself.

Jingxian didn't plant vegetables on her private plot, so she planted wheat and corn on the private plot allocated to her family after the land was cleared. She also intercropped the crops. She also planted a lot of soybeans in the corners.

When the time comes for these crops to be harvested in autumn, she will plant more radishes, cabbages, potatoes, sweet potatoes and so on.

In the yard, she plans to grow some cucumbers, eggplants and peppers.

She didn't know what kind of seeds she brought with her, but she just planned to plant some of them.

The yard must not be left empty.

Plowing the soil is very tiring.

Jing Xian was very strong and turned the soil very quickly. After she turned the soil, Song Ning helped to level the soil, and Shang Nanchen divided the soil into ridges. The three of them divided the work and worked very quickly.

Several children came in and picked up the stones in the yard and threw them on the car. After finishing their work, they ran out to play, played for a while and came back to pick up stones.

"Children are so energetic. They don't look tired at all." Song Ning was really envious.

She felt very tired after practicing dancing every day, and after practicing she just wanted to lie on the kang and not move.

"You talk as if you are so old." Jing Xian looked at the perfect pond, turned back into the house and took out the rapeseed.

Song Ning didn't understand: "You've planted it now? Can it grow out?"

“It’s a little early to plant now, but it doesn’t matter.” There are leek seeds in it. Leek seeds are more stubborn and not afraid of freezing compared to other seeds.

Besides, other people worry about not being able to grow vegetables, but she is not worried at all.

Jing Xian was a little impatient to eat the vegetables she grew herself as soon as possible.

It’s different from reclaiming wasteland and farming.

Jing Xian now has a different feeling in her heart, as if planting these vegetables means a new life and new hope.

The pond for planting vegetables should not be too deep and should be shallow.

Shang Nanchen used a pickaxe to dig trenches, Jingxian was farming in the back, and Song Ning's job was relatively simple, just spreading soil in the trenches. The iron shovel was very obedient in Shang Nanchen's hands, but it seemed completely useless in her hands.

At the beginning, Song Ning's speed was not only slow, but also not good-looking at all.

At least it's all covered.

Later on, I got familiar with it and it worked like a real pro.

Song Ning wiped his sweat, sat down on a small stool, and said tiredly: "Is this what we do in the countryside?"

"This is just the beginning." Jing Xian thought Song Ning was just an innocent little girl who had never experienced the beatings of farming in the countryside. "Cutting grass to feed livestock and pigs. This is the easiest job, usually done by children, without special assignments. The little boys earn as much as adults. After the educated youth went to the countryside, they got up before dawn and followed the members to dig canals. After digging the canals, they plowed the soil. After plowing the soil, they dug trenches and then planted the land. After planting the land, Weeding. There is more land there than when we were reclaiming the land. Some land is good to grow, but some is not so good. The land on the hillside is dry and has many rocks. We planted it with great effort, but the yield is not much. We also have to line up in the middle of the night to water the land, and it takes more than half a month to a month to water the land. Moreover, we have to water the land several times. If there is no water in the dry river and the water in the canal is dry, we can only pump water from the well to water the land, and if we can't pump water..."

"What should we do then?" Song Ning asked stupidly.

Jing Xian turned her head to look at her, her eyes seemed to say everything, yet also seemed to say nothing.

Song Ning felt that he was being looked down upon.

"What else can we do? We have to leave it to fate and pray to God for some rain."

Jing Xian saw Shang Nanchen digging a trench in the field, and then he got up and went to plant some vegetables with seeds. Now he was focusing on Chinese cabbage, and then carrots. They would be ready to eat in a month or so.

Song Ning also stood up and went to Pingtu: "It's really not easy for farmers. If it doesn't rain, can we still have a harvest?"

"No, usually there is no harvest at all."

Jing Xian thought of the drought that year. There was not much harvest or even rice left on the hillside, not even enough to feed the livestock, let alone distribute to each family for burning.

Song Ning feels that she is quite happy.

When people go to the countryside, she doesn't have to go because she has a job.

She doesn't have to make others suffer.

Not as good as the best, but better than the worst.

"Sister-in-law, I'd better get married later."

"Why?"

Song Ning said sadly, "I'm worried that my son will starve to death when he goes to the countryside. After all, not everyone is as lucky as me. I came here from the Wen Gong Tuan in the city and met a sister-in-law with such good cooking skills as you."

Jing Xian: “…”

For a moment, I didn't know what to say.