Chapter 168 Dafeng Mountain
Sit for a while.
Liu Qingqing also did not forget the main purpose of their visit.
Digging wild vegetables.
Besides the hook grass, the other thing she knew was the prickly ash.
Both of these are deeply loved by Liu Qingqing.
The scientific name of the hook-hook vegetable is Pteridium aquilinum, but here it is named "hook-hook vegetable" based on its curved shape.
As for the old buds of the prickly ash, they should be called young buds of the prickly ash or Aralia dasyphylla.
Both it and bracken are fresh, crisp, fragrant and delicious wild vegetables.
It can be stewed, stir-fried, or even better served cold.
Seeing his mother digging here and shoveling there, Song Xiangyang's curiosity was aroused.
He kept rushing out of the mat.
Song Jinglin quickly held down the small cannonball, tied it to his back with a strap, and followed Liu Qingqing.
Two people dig, one person watches.
Soon a large bag was dug out.
The place where they settled was a sunny slope, which was full of sun-loving plants.
The prickly ash likes a humid environment and grows in patches on the mountains.
Just pick a few handfuls when you go down the mountain.
"That's all I need. If I dig any more, it will be hard to carry them away." She had already moved to the space and planted a few.
Song Jinglin stopped what he was doing and said, "Don't you like to eat? You and the kids go sit over there and play for a while. I'll go pick some prickly ash buds."
Liu Qingqing responded but didn't stop him.
She went up and untied her son.
After Song Xiangyang got over his initial curiosity, he no longer wanted to stay on his father's back.
When he saw his mother coming to save him, he opened his little hands and waved them around wildly.
The mother and daughter returned to the bamboo mat affectionately, and Liu Qingqing picked a small flower and handed it to Song Xiangyang.
The little guy grabbed it and crushed it.
Liu Qingqing lamented that he was "cruel to the flowers" and continued to pick them and handed them to him with a smile.
The two of them were giggling while playing.
Song Jinglin, the old ox, had already dug and picked a lot of wild vegetables, and was a little distance away from here.
He weighed the wild vegetables and was about to stop.
The grass nest beside me made a slight sound.
He reacted quickly, the bag of wild vegetables fell out of his hand, and he rushed out in one step...
Liu Qingqing couldn't see clearly from a distance through the bushes and grass, and didn't know whether he had discovered a rabbit or a chicken.
Anyway, it's not big.
Look at Song Jinglin running away.
She took out the carrot and spinach puree from the space and fed Song Xiangyang a few mouthfuls.
Song Xiangyang was attracted by the strange things outside. He really didn't like eating these things that he saw every meal.
He opened his mouth with difficulty, uttered a few "ahs", and then turned his head away.
He had already set his sights on those little flowers and took advantage of the time when his mother was clearing away the food.
Song Xiangyang covered his mouth with his hands tightly.
Liu Qingqing quickly pulled it out. At this time, children use their mouths to understand the world.
I want to put everything in my mouth.
She didn't know if these flowers were edible.
When Song Jinglin came back with a pheasant, he looked at the mother and daughter. Song Xiangyang suddenly stretched out his hand, and his wife reacted quickly, one grabbing the other blocking.
"Wife, do you want to eat pheasant?"
Liu Qingqing turned her head and looked: "There are wild animals here too?"
"This height is not too high. There are many animals over the mountain, including tigers and black bears." Their troops often come here for training and are very familiar with this mountain. They don't have to and can't take their wives to unknown places.
I rejected the offer to eat chicken. What are the conditions of this place?
On the surface, she didn't even bring any salt.
Besides, someone comes up from time to time.
It’s better to take it home and do it.
Liu Qingqing took out the roujiamo wrapped in layers of meat and handed it to him.
Song Jinglin's attention was immediately attracted.
The two of them had a picnic with warm water.
Seeing his parents eating something he had never tasted before, Song Xiangyang climbed on them to get a bite.
Liu Qingqing casually stuffed the bottle of milk powder into his mouth.
The little guy instinctively grabbed the bottle that was about to fall with both hands.
While sitting here to rest for a while, I saw several people going up the mountain to pick wild vegetables.
Most of them are from nearby villages.
Ordinary soldiers in the army are usually not allowed to leave the military area. Even if they report, there are time limits.
Those who live in the family compound have children and wives, and those who go to work or school go to school.
After a day of rest, shouldn’t we kiss and chat with our children when they come back from school?
Few families like them and Yao Ranpeng have the leisure to run up the mountain.
Seeing that the child was getting sleepy, Liu Qingqing said, "Let's go home."
There's nothing to play with.
Dafengshan: Hetui~
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