Fast time travel: He made up for his mistakes in the plane

Here, Song Shi had already gone up the mountain and was sitting by the river ditch, grilling fish.

There is everything in the mountains.

Plane a few wild sweet potatoes, skewer a few mushrooms, smash some ginger and garlic, sprinkle a few green onions, squeeze a little wild fruit juice, the hot fire makes the fish make a sizzling sound, the fish skin shrinks, and the juice drips to the ground Disappeared instantly.

He swallowed.

He stared straight at the fire.

Mature soon, mature quickly...

In fact, he was not hungry, but there was no oil or water in Yuanzhao's stomach.

The conditions of the Song family are not bad in the village. However, there are too many people in the family. It is enough to be able to eat three meals a day without fighting famine.

Besides, the two daughters-in-law have their own thoughts.

It’s not easy to divide anyway.

The original dregs look tall, but are actually so thin that their ribs are protruding.

But in this day and age, this is the norm.

Soon, the fish is grilled.

He wrapped the stick with skewered fish in leaves and couldn't wait to take a bite, regardless of whether it was hot. His eyes suddenly lit up, the skin was slightly burnt, and all the sweet and sourness of the fruit penetrated, accompanied by the aroma of chopped green onion and the unique spicy taste of ginger and garlic. , take one sip, and your mouth will be full of fragrance and you can’t stop.

Unfortunately, the fish wasn't big enough, so I finished it in just a few bites.

The temple of the five internal organs of a young man is like a bottomless pit, which cannot be filled with anything he eats.

He ate the mushroom again.

I planned to come over in the middle of the night, pick all the mushrooms and fungus that were planted in the hidden place, and go to town.

I just took a look and saw that the mushrooms are as big as a palm and the fungus is growing well and can be cut.

That's right.

The original dregs have a secret here.

In fact, many people in the village know this place. However, firstly, it is far away from the village. It takes an hour to climb the mountain. Secondly, the river is shallow and there are no fish at all. It is better to go downstream to block it.

Only he thought of growing mushrooms and fungus on the edge.

Both of these things are easy to grow.

There are many trees in the mountains. Just find a few dead ones and pile them in a moist, dark and inconspicuous place. It is best to be near a cliff where groundwater seeps out. Plant the pre-dug mushrooms and fungus with the soil underneath. Over time, they will grow. , within a few months the dead trees will be covered with them.

He discovered this way to make money two years ago.

Also sold for a long time.

It has already had its own stable customer group. If there was a certain letter in this era, it would have developed several large groups of more than 500 people.

Song Shi thought for a while, took off his shoes, rolled up his trousers and got into the water. The small, palm-long fish were thrown into the grass, and they opened their eyes for the last struggle of life.

It took about a dozen of them to be caught before they came out.

I found it on a vine string and carried it down the mountain.

Although everyone in the family has their own thoughts, on the whole they are pretty good to Yuan Zhi.

He himself had no complaints.

Every time I go into the mountains, I always bring something back, maybe mushrooms, fungus, or wild vegetables and fruits.

After all, it's still a waste of time.

When he was almost at the foot of the mountain, he picked a few large taro leaves and wrapped the fish tightly, and put the wild oranges picked on the road on top. He didn't feel guilty when he met an acquaintance and said hello.

Just like that, we got home smoothly.

Mother Song had just finished feeding the chickens.

As soon as he saw the filial son who "had a car and a house" came back, he turned around to look for the big broom.

"How dare you come back!"

Song Shi hurriedly put a packet into her hand, "Mom, pack it up quickly, otherwise it will stink and it won't taste good!"

Mother Song was stunned by these words.

What?
What stinks?
Subconsciously grabbing the taro leaf bag, I felt something moving inside.

She was startled. It couldn't be a snake, could it?
This stinky boy!

He quickly threw it into the basket and grabbed a dustpan to cover it.

Song Shi was confused by what she did, "Mom, what are you doing?" He looked so disgusted!

The taro leaves spread out, and the wild oranges, which were green and yellowish and looked so sour at first glance, rolled everywhere, revealing the small fish hidden underneath with grass and vines strung on them.

Mother Song: ...I’m embarrassed.

Overjoyed again.

Lowering his voice, "Where did you come from? Have you been seen?"

Where is it?
Of course I can't tell you.

He said: "I went for a walk in the mountains and blocked a river ditch. Isn't this my luck? Who would have thought that there would be fish at this time? It's just too small to fit between the teeth." He asked again, "Mom, what should we eat?"

Song's mother asked her eldest daughter-in-law to bring out the water and replied: "How do you want to eat it? Stew it in one pot and add some vegetables to it." Could it be that she needs to make a flower out of this little fish.

Song Shi said oh twice.

ready to go.

But I saw Mrs. Song frowning, "Why do you smell fishy?"

Song Shi's eyes widened.

If you can smell this, then I must not recognize it!
"Is it obvious?" He stretched out his hand and smelled it. "It's a little bit, maybe no one smelled it. We said hello when we met on the road. We were quite far away."

"Hurry up and wash up! Really, I have to worry about you all day long!"

Song Shi was busy running away.

Sister-in-law Song was very quick with her hands and feet. In this short time, she had processed half of the dozen or so fish. She said with a smile, "My little brother is smart and capable. Look how good these fish are. There are so many. Add more water and cook a big pot of food." , several boys can eat until their bellies are full."

"Don't praise him, I hope he can be more honest and not so clever. It makes my brain hurt every day, and I get annoyed when I see him!"

Mother Song pressed her temples.

Go pick vegetables in the fields.

Sister-in-law Song smiled and said nothing.

No matter how much the mother-in-law despises her brother-in-law, he is still her old son. He spent half his life almost stepping into the palace of Yan and Wang to give birth to him. It is not something that she, a daughter-in-law, can say. What's more, that is not a disdain at all, right? , as much as you dislike it on your lips, you will love it in your heart.

She'd better pack up the fish.

Song's second sister-in-law went out for a walk and was about to share the gossip she heard outside with her elder sister-in-law when she came back and saw her squatting under the eaves and hurriedly walking over.

"Is it a fish?!!"

"Where did it come from!"

"My little brother brought it back." She replied as she cleaned up, scooped out a ladle of water and rinsed the fish clean. Sister-in-law Song used a broom to pack up the unwanted fish intestines and other items, so that she could take them to the backyard to feed the chickens.

When I heard that it was my brother-in-law who made it, I was surprised and surprised at the same time.

In the past, it was all mushrooms and wild vegetables.

This time it was meaty.

My sister-in-law said that it was blocked in a ditch, and she sighed, "I'm so lucky."

The two sisters were busy in the kitchen, one cooking and the other cooking.

Second Sister-in-law Song thought about the gossip she had heard.

He lowered his voice and said, "Sister-in-law, you don't know yet, but there's Zhi... Qing in the bungalow over there getting married."

"Who is it?" Sister-in-law Song asked casually, then thought for a moment, "Is it Yao..., Zhi Qing?"

"She and Zhou Zhi...Qing have been dating since last year, and they are almost ready to get married."

"No way." Sister-in-law Song glanced at the fire in the stove, moved the bench out, and made a standard "I have a drama to start telling" gesture, "It's with Yang Qing from our village."

"Yang Qing? The mistress's little bastard?" Mrs. Song opened her mouth so wide that she could swallow an egg. "Is she crazy? She's not afraid!"

But, but...everyone is shouting to beat him!

The key is still very poor.

Both parents are dead. In addition to a blind old woman, there is also a little girl who is eight or nine years old.

really...

There is nothing to think about.

A young man with knowledge and culture from the city opened his eyes and jumped into the fire pit.