The Rebirth of the Portable Space The Red Age

The happy days passed quickly, and it was autumn in a blink of an eye.I heard from Father Du that wild ducks generally don’t lay eggs at this time, and now Ya’er rarely goes to the reeds to release duck eggs.The vigorous activity of picking duck eggs by the little ones has gradually come to an end, and now few people go to pick duck eggs anymore.

But with fall comes the season of happiness for kids.Children of this age usually don't have any snacks to eat.However, it’s different in autumn. At this time, there are many freshly ripened wild fruits on the mountain, as well as mature pecans, chestnuts, pine nuts and the like in autumn. The sweet and sour wild fruits are fragrant and crisp. The pine nuts are the best snack in their eyes.Every autumn, looking for wild fruits all over the mountains and plains is also the most unique fun of children in this era.They seldom eat fruit, but they eat with their stomachs wide open at this time of year, and their stomachs are full all day long.

Although at this time of year, the two elder brothers would bring back some wild fruits for themselves, but Ya'er still wanted to experience the unique fun of children in the mountains.In the past two years, Ya'er has been more than once envious of his brothers being able to go up the mountain to pick fruits. Every time he wanted to go with her, she was forcefully suppressed by Du's mother under the pretext of being too young.In fact, Ya'er is in good health. Although she is only four years old now, she is about the same size as a 6,7 or [-]-year-old child.

On this day, under the banner of helping his brothers pick mushrooms, Ya'er finally got permission from his family to go up the mountain.He called his other four little golden flower partners, and followed his brother and a dozen of them into the mountain mightily.In fact, Ya'er went to the mountains mainly to have a mouthful and experience the feeling of going wild with friends.If I picked fruits and mushrooms alone, there would be plenty of them in my own space, but I didn’t have this lively feeling and the joy of harvesting.When this group of half-children entered the mountain, it was like devils entering the village.Go up the tree to pick fruit, go down the tree to pick mushrooms, jump up and down flexibly like a monkey, and pick a lot of fruit and mushrooms in a short while.

Except for Ya'er, the other four little golden flowers are not slow in their hands and feet.Although the few of them can't climb trees to pick fruits like the dozen and a half children, picking mushrooms below is their strong point.They also knew that it was Ya'er's first time to go up the mountain, and their subordinates were non-stop, and they told Ya'er what kind of mushrooms they could pick and what kind of mushrooms they couldn't pick. [

"Ya'er, you must not pick those beautiful mushrooms. They are all poisonous, and you will get a stomachache if you eat them. If you want to pick them, pick these ugly gray mushrooms. They are delicious. And these If you have worms, it’s fine to eat worms, and people can eat them too.” When I heard this introduction, I knew it was a fat girl.

When the mushrooms were almost harvested, more than a dozen half-sized men plucked at the bushes nearby, and it didn't take long for them to come back with a bag full of wild fruits.Eating sweet and sour wild fruits, Ya'er listened to his brothers telling him what kind of fruit it was and what kind of fruit it was.However, there are so many kinds of wild fruits on the mountain, even if Ya'er has a small head with a photographic memory, she can't remember all of them for a while.Now her attention is all on these wild fruits, all of which look delicious.I tasted one of each kind of gluttonous buds. I personally think that wild grapes are the best, which are sour and sweet, but the others are also good.At the end of the meal, the inexperienced Ya'er lost his teeth, and drooled as soon as he spoke, which made Ya'er, a pseudo-child, blush with embarrassment.

After eating the fruit, I picked mushrooms on my back and went down the mountain.These mushrooms are dried in the sun, and they are kept for their own food, and the rest are sold to the purchasing station, which will be another income at that time.Waiting for more than a month at night, the hickory nuts, chestnuts, and pine nuts in the mountains can also be picked. These are the children's favorite snacks in winter.Every autumn, every family picks a lot, and children's pockets are full every day in winter.

In a blink of an eye, the field is already colorful and gorgeous.The red sorghum, the yellow rice, and the full tassels drooped their heads heavily.Although the corn pole still stands straight, like a soldier waiting for the villagers to review.But the corn mustaches have already begun to wither. The corn sticks that are as long as an adult's palm are golden yellow. In the eyes of the villagers, they are more important than gold and silver treasures. At least wait for them to fill their stomachs.

After the autumn harvest begins, every household, old and young, men and women, all have to go to battle, and they are so busy that they don't even have time to eat, and the food has to be sent to the field.Because we have to take advantage of the good weather to get the crops home as soon as possible.If there is an autumn rain, half a year's harvest will be destroyed.Although the autumn harvest is the busiest and the most tiring, everyone has a smile on their faces, and such days are the only way to move forward.

Today is the first day of autumn harvest.The whole family also got up early, and Grandma Du specially filled two jugs full of honey water with the military water bottle for Father Du to take to the field. Even children as old as the older brothers had to help with the autumn harvest.

All the people, old and young, arrived in the field early in the morning. The village head said a few words as usual, just to seize the time to harvest and not to be lazy. At 9:[-] sharp, a long string of firecrackers was set off to thank God for his face. good.As soon as the firecrackers rang, the village head gave an order, and all the people, young and old, rushed into the field.

Everyone divides labor and cooperates. Some are responsible for cutting rice, some are responsible for breaking corn, and some are chopping sorghum. Swish, swish, waving sickle, kakkaka, corn sticks draw a golden arc, and fly up to the corn pile like a hill.The aunts and aunts are quick, and they are responsible for dexterous tasks such as breaking corn.Uncles and uncles are strong, so they are responsible for cutting rice, chopping sorghum, and transporting crops.Of course, the middle-aged and the girls are not to be outdone, and they work well.The little ones are responsible for picking up leaks, and the older ones are responsible for logistics, drying food and so on.

Ya'er and the other five little golden flowers all had a basket hanging on their arms, and they followed the adults to pick up the fallen ears of rice.The little faces were all red from the sun.When the rice was being cut, the wild rabbits that had been hiding in the rice fields immediately had no place to hide. Because there were too many wild rabbits, one of them would run away from under the sickle from time to time, causing a group of half-sized children to scream and throw the sickle away. I have to go after it, where can I still catch up.There are also many water snakes and grass snakes in the rice fields, and sometimes the heads of the snakes are cut off with a scythe.Fifth Grandpa likes this one the most, and he usually puts it away.Children in the mountains in this era have basically eaten snake meat. It is said that snake meat tastes very delicious.But when Ya'er thought of it, goose bumps all over her body.When picking ears of rice, he followed closely behind Yang Yue and the others, fearing that one would emerge from the ground at some point.

Seeing that the sun was almost noon, the old man and the child went home to prepare lunch first, and continued to do the rest.If you collect it one day earlier, you can rest assured one day earlier.Before Ya'er went home, she went to Du Dae's place to get the two green military water bottles, and planned to bring them water in the afternoon.At first I thought the weather was not too hot, so I was sure there would still be a lot left in the kettle, but it turned out that there was not a single drop left in it, and I drank it all up long ago.I don't know which half-grown child took a sip, but they all knew that the water brought by the old Du's house was sweet. Those boys took a sip, and I took a sip.

Noon time is tight, and lunch is also simple. Grandma Du specially steamed a large pot full of pure white flour steamed buns, each of which was as big as a bowl.Boil a dozen salted duck eggs, add a pot full of fried bacon with beans, and cook a large pot of mung bean soup.Simple yet hearty.When Grandma Du and Ya'er sent their grandfather to the field in a basket, the basket full of white flour steamed buns made the people around drool. The one who has a good relationship with the little uncle has the cheek to come here to beg for food.Grandpa, grandma, father and mother Du didn't care about these things, so there was not a single drop left in the pot full of steamed buns, and even the pot of mung bean soup that my uncle went to fetch later.

In the evening, Grandma Du thought that everyone must have something good to eat after a day of hard work.Now there is no shortage of eggs at home, so I killed an old hen cruelly.The native chickens in the mountains usually eat worms, vegetable leaves and so on, and they are extremely fat.After the killing, the meat of the chicken thighs will be lumpy.When stewing the chicken, there is no need to put oil, just simmer for an hour on low heat, and when the stew is almost done, add some sun-dried oyster mushrooms, hazel mushrooms, shiitake mushrooms, and fungus.The stewed chicken soup is fragrant and bright, with a layer of oil floating on it.Stir-fry a pot of old cucumbers, and steam a pot of rice.There is no rice cooker at this time. When Grandma Du is steaming rice, she first adds a proper amount of water and rice, and then boils it slowly over low heat. Steam for ten minutes.The rice steamed in this way, the rice grains are crystal clear, not sticky at all, and there is a pot of thick rice soup.

When the little uncle and brothers came back in the evening and saw the dinner Grandma Du had prepared, they didn't care about washing their hands or waiting for Grandpa Du to be the first to stretch out their chopsticks. The three of them directly picked up a piece of chicken with their hands and ate it.After hearing Grandpa Du's cough, he looked at Grandpa Du's face and washed his hands quickly.The family members who ate a simple dinner were satisfied, and even grandpa ate two bowls of rice.Not to mention the three little calves, uncle and brother, each ate four bowls.The brothers who eat said that if they can eat such a meal, they can go to grab the autumn every day.In fact, it is difficult to eat rice all year round, so it tastes very delicious. Usually, I only cook rice porridge occasionally.

After dinner, everyone went to bed early, and they will continue to work tomorrow.

In the next ten days, grandma still changed ways to prepare delicious food for everyone, and at noon, there were still a few half-children who came to grab food.After the autumn harvest, the family lost a few old hens and ducks.However, from the second day of the autumn harvest, it seems that everyone's life has improved a lot. Many villagers also eat white flour steamed buns, and there is no shortage of eggs and bacon. It seems that everyone's income this year is good.

After more than ten days of busy work, the fields became bare, and all the crops were taken back to the home. The villagers finally let go of most of their hearts.The harvest of the year is finally almost in the pocket.In previous years, after the autumn harvest, the villagers seemed to have peeled off a layer of skin, and they were too thin.After the busy autumn harvest this year, many villagers seem to have gained a lot of weight.

The harvest is not over yet, and the next step is to thresh, dry, and finally put into the warehouse.Seeing the food entering the warehouse, the villagers finally put their hearts into their stomachs, and they don't have to worry about being hungry this year.This year, God took care of the common people, and the harvest was very good.After finishing this year's crops, the villagers will continue to be busy plowing the land, fertilizing, and planting seeds. It will be the end of October when the seeds are planted in the ground.