Portable space

Seeing Zhang Taiping coming in, the little girl's face immediately changed, and she wanted to get off the kang and run outside.

Zhang Taiping quickly stopped him and said, "Yaya, just sit on the kang, Dad will ask you something."

Zhang Taiping sat on the kang, looked at Yaya who was sitting far away, patted beside him and said, "Come and sit here."

The little girl moved a little, but she was still more than one meter away.He lowered his head and grabbed the hem of his clothes with both hands.

Seeing that Zhang Taiping was speechless for a while, he had no choice but to give up.

"Why are you so afraid of Dad?" Zhang Taiping tried to soften his tone.

not talking.

"Say it, Dad won't hit you."

Unexpectedly, the little girl burst into tears, wiping her tears with both hands, and said sobbingly.

"Tell me that I'm a loser. You want to sell me to traffickers."

Zhang Taiping was stunned for a moment, but he didn't remember when he said such words.I guess it was because of the evil spirit of telling people when I saw it before, I said it casually, and then forgot it.

Let him do it, but he really dare not.If it is done, the old man on the mountain will be the first to come down and eradicate this evil.

Zhang Taiping hugged the crying and sad little girl to him and said comfortingly.

"I won't sell you to a trafficker. How can I be willing to do so. I used to scare you. As long as you listen to your father in the future, I won't sell you."

He was crying to death just now, but he stopped immediately.

He raised his head, pursed his mouth, and asked in disbelief with his flickering eyelashes and teardrops: "Are you really not going to sell me?"

It made Zhang Taiping feel as if he had done something very wrong.

"It's really not for sale anymore!" Zhang Taiping replied simply.

The little girl seemed to believe it, and her tense body relaxed.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Taiping grinned and said, "Come on, Dad has something nice for you."

"What good stuff?" The little girl asked, still sniffling.

"You close your eyes, Dad will do a magic trick for you, count to three and then open your eyes."

The little girl closed her eyes obediently, counted to three aloud, and opened her eyes again.

A fluffy little thing appeared in front of his eyes.

"Ah! It's a kitten." Shouted in surprise.

Zhang Taiping choked for a moment and said, "It's not a cat, let's guess again."

"That's a puppy."

Zhang Taiping had no choice but to say with a wry smile: "It's a little squirrel. Come, give a hug, do you like it?"

"Well, I like it." She said, stroking the fluffy hair of the little thing with her small hands.

Seeing the happy look of the little girl, Zhang Taiping felt relieved.

I don't know if it's because children are easy to coax or because of the constant blood relationship. After a while, the father and daughter are talking and laughing.Cai Yazhi, who brought the meal in, was quite surprised.

The special big old bowl is full of noodles, and a layer of whistle is poured on it.

After the noodles are rolled out, they are spread out and plowed into long strips half a centimeter wide with a knife. Putting some salt in the noodles will make them stronger.

The whistle is made of fingernail-sized eggplant, one-centimeter-long cowpea, chopped green onion, diced tomato and shredded green pepper.When it is almost cooked, pour egg juice on the surface, cover the pot, keep it on for 1 minute without burning the fire, and then stir it with a spoon to form an egg flower shape.

Such eggs are more tender than scrambled ones.

Zhang Taiping took the bowl, it looked delicious even if he didn't eat it.

It is a pity that there are too many noodles, and the old bowls are a bit small and cannot be stirred.

"If you can't stir it up, take another bowl and pick some out." Zhang Taiping said helplessly to his wife.

After a while, the wife turned around and took a smaller basin instead of a bowl.

I heard in my last life that people in Guanzhong have the habit of serving bowls to eat, but I have never had the chance to see it. I didn't expect to experience it for myself today.

Poured it into a basin and poured some more whistles.Silihulu finished eating while sitting on the kang.

In the afternoon, I have been sitting in the study in the back room, looking through the medical books in the box under the desk, comparing with what I have learned in my previous life.

It's not that he doesn't want to go out, it's just that it's inconvenient to wear gauze on his head.

In rural areas, there are two situations for wearing gauze.One is head injury, and the other is wearing mourning.

When you meet someone on the road, you will often ask, "Who is getting old again?"

Everyone in the family is still alive, which sounds bad luck.If it is said that he was injured, a series of problems will be involved, and it will take a long time to explain.

Otherwise, there are weird eyes all the way.

It's better to hide at home and read a book for a few days, and then take off the gauze when the injury is supposed to heal before going out.Save yourself a lot of talking when you meet someone, and explain for a long time.

During the period, the little girl poked her head at the door from time to time, as long as Zhang Taiping put down his book and waved, he would happily run in.Hold the little squirrel and ask this and that.

I heard Zhang Taiping say that little squirrels can't eat anything else, they can only drink milk.He took a bowl and ran to squeeze some goat milk, opened the little squirrel's mouth, and poured it in with a spoon.

The little squirrel was jealous, and ran to tell Zhang Taiping first.

For these, Zhang Taiping not only did not feel annoyed, but felt very happy and warm.This is a way for young children to express closeness and friendliness.

Such days lasted for more than 20 days until the gauze was removed.

This afternoon, Zhang Taiping moved a deck chair and lay down under the front eaves, thinking about what to plant in the space.

Yaya is teasing the little squirrel who already knows how to eat pine nuts.The wife is cleaning up the schisandra that has been drying in the sun for two days in the yard.

"Schisandra" is the name of the medicinal material, and it is called "Wulinger" in the mountains.Growing in dense forests, the vines are naturally entwined on the tree supports, and the fruits hang down in clusters. When they are unripe and green, they are picked and dried to become "schisandra".After ripening, the granules are as big as peas, and the color turns to light red, hanging on the branches like a string of agates. The taste is sweet and sour, and it is a kind of gratifying wild fruit.

This season is the time to pick schisandra, and the hills not far away are full of slopes.The wife would pick some when she had free time, and accumulated more than ten catties of bits and pieces.

At that time, there will be hawkers who will collect all kinds of mountain products and medicinal materials picked by the mountain people in their spare time.

Because schisandra is a good medicine for nourishing qi and nourishing the five internal organs, it has no side effects if taken for a long time.And it has the functions of protecting the liver, promoting liver cell regeneration, and enhancing liver detoxification.It is widely used in traditional Chinese medicine formulations and drug manufacturing, so the price is slightly higher than other common medicinal materials.

Dry, about 40 yuan a catty.It's just that this is the uniform price for purchasing medicinal materials in towns or cities.The hawker will lower the price by five to ten yuan. Anyway, the people in the mountains don't know the exact price. As long as they feel that it is not too different from previous years, they will sell it.

Admire the busy figure of his wife Miaoman, and calculate that these medicinal materials can be sold for 500 yuan.Suddenly, the flash of inspiration when I saw saffron in the past twenty days came to my heart.

"That's right, we can start planting some saffron or other rare and precious medicinal materials first, and accumulate some funds, then things will be easier in the future." Zhang Taiping sat up straight and waved his fists, thinking to himself.

According to the saffron planting method popularized in Tibetan areas, the saffron is planted in early autumn and September, and the saffron can be harvested in winter, which only takes two to three months.This is still in the environment where the outside world grows naturally. If it is in the space, it only takes three days to harvest.Based on the 0.75 kilograms per mu of land advertised by the outside world, and about 25 yuan per gram, you can earn 37500 yuan for two acres of land in three days.

Thinking of this, my heart is hot.If this goes down, there will be more than 400 million a year.

After thinking about it, he shook his head mockingly.I really lost money's eyes, and was fascinated by money.I don't know if it can be planted in the space, and even if it can be planted, it is hard to explain it out.This kind of medicine is a regional specialty, and it is difficult to grow in other regions.A small amount of them appearing in the Qinling Mountains can still marvel at the magic and mystery of nature, but too many will lead to doubts and guesses.

My heart quickly cooled down. This is a one-time deal, and it can only be done once.Or think of other long-term, reasonable and reasonable methods that will not arouse suspicion.

Sighing, I have already decided to live in the mountains for the rest of my life, so it is useless to ask for so much money.If you don't bring it with you, if you don't take it with you when you die, it's enough to live.

In the future, you must be more cautious when using the space. It is best to use it as an auxiliary tool instead of using it as a tool for profiteering.Greed and dissatisfaction are also a kind of original sin. If you desire too much and want too much, you will lose other precious things after all.Having witnessed too much in the last life, the warm and happy life in this life is even more precious.If the eyes are blinded by the desire for profit, the hard-won life will be shattered.

It was only at this moment that my state of mind calmed down from the ambition of gaining space, as if the Monkey King who had removed the curse, only then did I feel that the sky in the mountain village was far away and relaxed.

"Father, does the kitten have a father and a mother?" Just as Zhang Taiping was wandering in emptiness, Xiao Yaya's voice pulled him back.

Zhang Taiping was taken aback, and asked amusedly, "Little cat? Is this the name you gave it?"

"Well, she looks like a little cat, so I'll call her little cat." Xiao Yaya nodded affirmatively.

Zhang Taiping couldn't help but smile.

"The little squirrel also has parents, just like Yaya."

"What about her parents?" She asked curiously, tilting her head.

Zhang Taiping thought for a while before answering: "Mom and Dad were captured by leopards in order to protect the little squirrel."

After hearing this, Little Yaya's face was sad, and she swayed the little thing's soft fur with her face and said: "It's a pity that the little cat has no parents."

He held the little thing up to Zhang Taiping and said innocently: "Dad, then you should be the kitten's father too."

This made Zhang Taiping dumbfounded.

"Are you willing to give daddy to the kitten?" Zhang Taiping asked intentionally.

After hearing this, Xiao Yaya was embarrassed for a while, her little face was wrinkled, and finally she nodded with difficulty.

Zhang Taiping was both surprised and pleased.

In a child's mind, nothing is as precious as parents, and the absence of parents is the most tragic thing in the world.Now because she sympathizes with the little squirrel, she is willing to divide her father in half, which shows that Yaya is very compassionate and knows how to share.

Then he raised his head and asked pitifully, "Father, do you still want Yaya?"

Zhang Taiping picked up the little girl and put it in his arms, said with pity: "Of course, the little girl is Dad's most precious treasure, the best gift God gave Dad."

The little girl smiled like a flower again, and squeezed her head into Zhang Taiping's arms.

Zhang Taiping held Yaya in his arms, looking at his wife who was like a butterfly gliding through the courtyard, his heart was full of satisfaction.