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Chapter 123 Picking Persimmons and Cooking Taro Rice
The persimmon trees are not too tall. On a small piece of extra soil slope, I planted two persimmon trees. They don't look very big, and they should not be planted for a long time.

But there are quite a lot of persimmons growing on them, all of which are the size of fists, and are covered with branches, some of which are slightly reddened. It seems that there is no less fertilization, and the management is in place.

Ye Yaodong raised his head and looked, "There are so many, how can this small sack be enough!"

"Enough, these can hang on the tree for a few more days. If you pick too much at once, they will be overripe, and they will go bad if you don't eat them all. The fruits here are worthless, and the persimmons are easy to crush when they are ripe. , not easy to sell."

"In the past, most of the persimmons were picked and used to dry the persimmons. This can also be sold for some money, or pickled to make crispy persimmons. The adults and children in the family also like to eat pickled persimmons."

"Two days ago, the typhoon knocked out a lot, or more. Today, I will pick some and go back to marinate. When you leave the day after tomorrow, I will let you take it back. At that time, I will get up early and pick some raw ones for you to take back. It can be soft persimmons or dried persimmon cakes.”

The old man is too thoughtful!
Persimmon cakes are good, you can go to sea as a snack.Ye Yaodong also likes pickled persimmons. No one in his village knows how to make them. They just pick them and ripen them into soft persimmons. Only his father-in-law's family picks them. They often give them away in previous years.

"We don't need too much, just bring a few kilograms."

"It's okay to pick more. We don't need money for our own things, and we can't eat them all. Few people want to give them away. The whole village grows them."

"Hehe, pick first and pick first, these bastards can't wait to jump up and down to climb the tree." Ye Yaodong hurried over and hugged the eldest son who was climbing on the tree, "I will fall, you guys are waiting under the tree , I’ll throw it down for you to pick up later.”

As he said that, he climbed up the tree nimbly. He hadn't climbed a tree in decades, and his skills were not unfamiliar.

He stood firmly on the tree trunk, broke off a branch, picked the persimmons, and carefully threw them at his son's feet.

"Ah? Dad, it broke!"

"Cracked?"

He was very careful, and it even cracked.

"Then I'll lower it a bit later and throw it in the grass."

He picked three more at once and put them in the palm of his hand, then squatted down to lower his center of gravity, and gently threw them into the grass.

"It's not broken now!"

"Well."

Lin's father stood under the tree and picked them. After picking them, he handed them to several children and asked them to put them in sacks, while the two uncles ran to another tree to pick them.

The three little kids were like hardworking bees, running around in front of the porters, and having fun, their faces flushed.

But at some point, the ground was covered with persimmons and no one picked them up, and the ones that Father Lin picked were thrown on the ground for the time being.

Ye Yaodong stood on the tree and looked around, only to find that Ye Chenghu ran to the grapefruit tree next to him at some point, and swung a branch with grapefruit there.

The bastard!
"Ye Chenghu, get the hell out of here and go back to work, what are you doing there?"

"Oh, here we come."

He trotted over again, and accidentally slipped when stepping on the dirt slope. He lay down on the dirt slope and ate a mouthful of dirt.

"Bah bah bah..."

"Hahaha~ my cousin is an idiot~"

"You are the idiots, I was just careless, bah bah~"

"You are an idiot!"

The three children were arguing childishly there, Ye Yaodong didn't bother to care, as long as they didn't run around.

He bent down and plucked the branches that he could reach, and he could only rely on the long hooks from his uncle for the other high places that could not be picked.

Jumping down, he picked up the persimmons all over the floor and put them into the sack. After picking up, there was half of the bag.

"How much did you pick there? There's half a bag here, don't pick too much to fit."

The two brothers-in-law also stopped when they heard the words, and after putting in all the persimmons they picked, they were almost seven or eight points full, so everyone just stopped.

In order not to pick too much, the rope is not easy to tie.

Seeing that they were going back, Ye Chenghu reluctantly said, "Aren't we going back soon after we come out? Don't we want to play a little longer? When can we pick them again? Is it possible?" Go pick grapefruit over there? I want to eat grapefruit!"

"As long as you can wake up the next morning, I will bring you to pick it. The grapefruit is not yet ripe, it will be next month."

"Oh yeah~ I'm sure I can get up! Then we'll come back the day after tomorrow."

Ye Chenghu happily jumped directly from the slope, not afraid of falling!

The other two boys followed suit, jumping down one after another, and it was too late to stop them.

"Grandpa, Dad, we will come to pick them the day after tomorrow."

"Let's talk about it when you wake up."

Father Lin tied up the sack with a rope, and was about to carry it by himself, but was stopped by Ye Yaodong. He lifted the bag and tried the weight. He originally wanted to help carry it.

In the end, it was snatched by the uncle, and he couldn't help but carry it directly on his shoulders, "This is still a bit heavy, so I'll do it."

Ye Yaodong had no choice but to follow behind, watching Ye Chenghu by the way, so as not to lose sight of him walking away.

But he missed one, so he ran to a vegetable field at the foot of the mountain where several rows of ear beans were planted, and grabbed a large handful of ear beans.

Children are cheap!
If this was his own village, Ye Yaodong might be able to provide cover for his son, but this is his father-in-law's family, so it's not easy to embarrass him here.

With a headache, he hurriedly stopped, "Don't owe me other people's beans, you will be beaten up if you get caught!"

"Isn't it from my grandfather's family?"

"It was planted by grandpa. You can pick it casually. After picking it, you can cook taro rice at night. I planted some taro at the back door of the house, and hoe it when I go back." Father Lin said with a smile.

"Aww~ I want to eat taro rice, I like taro rice the most."

Taro rice is also called salty rice locally!
On September [-], the Double Ninth Festival, their custom here is to cook taro rice for a picnic. Now they are not far away, and when they go back, they can cut a little pork belly and cook taro rice.

Usually it’s sweet potato shredded porridge every day, and everyone can only eat it once during the Double Ninth Festival on September [-]th, so let’s eat it in advance now.

As soon as the other two children heard that they could pick and cook taro rice, they rushed forward in a hurry, for fear of falling behind.

"My family, you pick less, I want to pick more."

"It was planted by my grandfather, not you, so many, you pick yours, I pick mine..."

"That belongs to our family too!"

"It belongs to my grandfather!"

"You are not from our family..."

"Yes...you can only pick a little bit. The beans were planted by my grandfather, my father and my second uncle, and it has nothing to do with you..."

The three boys picked beans unevenly, and even quarreled. Regardless of their young age, each of them was still organized.

Ye Chenghu was so annoyed that he was run on by his two cousins ​​that he stopped picking the cabbage. Looking at the Chinese cabbage growing in the vegetable field next to him, he simply put the ear beans on the ground and ran to pull the cabbage.

But the Chinese cabbage is so easy to pull out. Everyone always cuts it at the root with a knife. He still holds a Chinese cabbage in his arms, and pulls it out with all his strength. It's kind of funny, but it's not about pulling carrots.

The other two boys watched and followed suit, but all three of them exerted too much force and fell to the ground.

Several adults quickly stepped forward to pick them up, patted the soil on their bodies, and saw that they wanted to pull them out before they had played enough, so they hurriedly stopped.You can play, but you can't waste it. These are enough to eat for two days, and you can't serve cabbage every meal.

They pouted now, holding the Chinese cabbage and turning their heads three times.

"Grandpa, is there anything else growing in your house? Do you need to pick it?" After finishing speaking, before Father Lin replied, he said again, "Father, grandpa's fruit mountain is so interesting, shall we pick it again tomorrow?"

Ye Yaodong patted the back of his head, took the Chinese cabbage in his hand, "I have nothing for you to pick, pick some persimmons the day after tomorrow and go back."

Father Lin smiled and the wrinkles at the end of his eyes narrowed into a line, "Haven't you picked enough yet? Why don't you just stay for a few months and I'll take you up the mountain every day. If you want to pick pumpkins tomorrow, I'll take you to pick pumpkins and chrysanthemums." , by the way, pick some more sweet potato leaves and feed them to the pigs."

"Okay, okay ~ yeah yeah ~ I will play again tomorrow ~" Ye Chenghu jumped three feet high excitedly.

"I'm going back, I'm playing with dirt all over my body, I should scold your mother when I go back."

"I can say that Dad took me to play! Just let mother scold you, what do I know as a child?"

The old man and the brothers-in-law all laughed, "It's quite clever."

Ye Yaodong rolled his eyes, he didn't even know, so his eldest son looked quite smart too?He also knows how to let him take the blame, and he speaks in the same way.

"Believe it or not, your mother didn't beat you, I'll beat you first? Go home honestly, and if you mess with women, take off your pants and beat me up first."

"A little bit~"

Ye Chenghu was not afraid at all, and even made a face and ran forward.

Father Lin hurried after him, fearing that the child would run away and fall, since the elderly are all intergenerational relatives.

There are many people and strength, and it didn't take long on the mountain, but it was quite late when they went, and when they returned to Lin's father's house, it was already past four o'clock, and Lin's mother was busy with dinner.

There are more guests at home, so you must prepare well. For this, Lin's mother even killed a chicken.

When they came back, she was shedding chickens, and Lin Xiuqing and her two sister-in-laws were also helping to pick vegetables and wash taro.

Originally, she planned to cook the taro directly, peel the skin and dip it in fish sauce to eat, but when she saw that they had picked the ear beans back, Mother Lin immediately changed her mind, and just went to the village butcher Bin to buy a piece of leftover pork belly.

Taro rice is also their local specialty. Pork belly is cut into small thin strips, and some ginger is put in the pan to fry the oil, then the taro and ear beans cut into small pieces are poured into the frying pan, and then some shrimps are added. Taste, put the washed rice, stir-fry, add water to cover the ingredients, and then wait for it to cook.

Super fragrant!
You can also add some scallops, sea oysters, etc. as the case may be.

When Ye Yaodong had nothing to do, he sat at the door and chatted with his neighbors and his father-in-law's family, asking about the autumn harvest some time ago, and how many fruit trees were planted this year...

While talking, I could smell the aroma of taro rice in the house...

　Three chapters are combined into two chapters, and the height is equal.

　　You can't eat persimmons when you eat crabs. The persimmons in the article were picked raw, and they were not eaten right away.

　　I went out to play in the past few days, and I will go back to add updates on the 25th-26th.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)