My village can't be like this

Chapter 5 The Bandit Has Entered the Village

"Why do you want to dig the ground, the sun is so big."

When Wang Fang came back, she saw that Zhang An had turned over the vegetable field and said.

"What's the matter? I'm idle anyway. You and my dad are still working in the fields under the sun. I'm still a rural person after studying for a few years. Besides, I didn't pass the exam."

I fetched a basin of water to wash my parents and said, "Mom, I'm going to take a shower in the river. I'm covered in sweat."

After speaking, he carried a short sleeve and went out.

"It's fine on the river bank, don't run to the deep place, do you hear me?" Mom's voice came from my ear.

"Okay, I see, I just wash it casually."

In hot weather, although the river water has been exposed to the sun for a day, it is at normal temperature because of the flow.

He took off the short sleeves on his body, put on his big trousers and plunged into the big river.

In fact, Changqing's dolls grew up by the water since they were young, and everyone's water skills are not bad, but for some unknown reason, every year this big river drowns some people, casting a shadow on everyone in the village.

Especially in the mountains, people are still superstitious about ghosts and gods.

In the past, Zhang An didn't really believe it, but now Zhang An began to believe it. After all, he had traveled through time, and there was a big treasure in his mind. If he didn't believe it, how did it come about.

In any case, it is better to believe that there is something than nothing.

There is a saying in my previous life that the end of science is metaphysics, and some things cannot be explained clearly by science.

Zhang An, who was soaked in the water, suddenly felt comfortable all over.

After feeling that it was almost done, Zhang An didn't want to go home wearing wet pants, so he found a big rock and changed the pants, only wearing the cropped pants outside, and went home in neutral gear.

Zhang An took the initiative to help his mother make dinner. Today, my parents dug some ear roots from the mountain and came back.

This is Zhang An's favorite thing, whether it is stir-fried, cold or used as an ingredient, it is a kind of wild vegetable that local people often eat.

Although the folded ear root is not as tender as it was in March and April, after Zhang An picks and picks and picks off the old one, only the tender part remains.

"Mom, why don't you get some bacon and fry it tonight, I haven't eaten bacon for a long time." Zhang An's favorite is fried bacon with Zheergen.

"You're just greedy, let me cut a piece and wash it." Although Zhang An was greedy, Wang Fang didn't say anything because his son wanted to eat meat. For him.

Soon, Wang Fang cut a small piece of bacon from the cabinet, which looked like a little over a catty.

These meats are all slaughtered by their own pigs, which are much tastier than the feed pigs in the pig farms of later generations.

Don't you see how many people in later generations said that the pork at that time had no taste and was not fragrant at all.

One of the reasons for this problem is the pig breed problem, and the other is the feed problem.

Originally, the pork that has been fed feed has a relatively high water content. Many butchers add water to the pork after purchasing it and then sell it to others. How can such meat be delicious?

Put a small knife of bacon on the fire to burn the skin, then pour hot water and start scraping and cleaning.

After some hard work, the bacon that had been blackened by firewood was washed golden.

The washed bacon is boiled in a pot and then taken out and sliced. You can smell the fragrance wafting around when you just cut it.

While Wang Fang was cutting the meat, Zhang An reached out and grabbed two pieces and put them in his mouth, causing Wang Fang to laugh and curse.

Not long after, the dishes were cooked.

Boiled cabbage dipped in chili water, stir-fried bacon with folded ears, and roasted chili that is eaten every day in July and August.

The family of three ate happily.

I didn't dare to make more dishes, because the weather was too hot, and the family didn't have a refrigerator like later generations, and it would easily go rancid if I cooked too much.

At night, Zhang An, who was lying on the bed, entered the space to check the situation in the space after Zhang Jianguo and Wang Fang both turned off the lights and went to sleep.

Both cherries and peaches are already ripe. Cherries are relatively expensive products among local fruits. They can be sold for five or six yuan a catty when they first hit the market, and they can be sold for two yuan a catty even when they are ripe.

So this is why there are cherry trees planted in the yards of every household in the countryside, because they want to eat them, but they are too expensive to afford.

Local cherries are not big, and the diameter of mature ones is only about one centimeter.

But because of the growth in space, the cherries on the tree are about the size of pigeon eggs.

Zhang An picked a few and put them in his mouth. Because they were too big, he could only eat one at a time.

As soon as it is put into the mouth, a sweet and fragrant taste blooms from the tip of the tongue. It tastes thin, tender and juicy, not inferior to the beautiful Guoda cherry of later generations, and its pit is very small.

After eating, I wanted to eat again, Zhang An ate a few in a row and stopped, because the peaches next to him were not bad, each one was the size of a bowl.

You must know that this is a local peach, not a flat peach that can grow to a large size.

The pink skin is wrapped around the pulp. Zhang An picked one, but because there were many short hairs on the outside, Zhang An took it to the edge of the pond and washed it before eating.

Once you bite down, the deliciousness of the pulp and juice fills your mouth. The pulp is very soft, and it doesn’t take much effort to eat. It should be a male peach. The pulp of a female peach is generally more brittle and hard, which is not suitable for the elderly and children.

Although the food is good, it is not easy to be greedy for too much. Eating is delicious, but eating too much is easy to get angry.

After eating one peach, Zhang An actually felt a little full. Although he was very greedy, Zhang An still held back.

When I went to the next pool, the big pool was already full of leptospirosis. I haven't seen them for a few days, and the biggest one in the pool weighed almost four or five catties.But more are small fry.

There were also a lot of grass carp, some of which were transferred over at that time, but because of the predation by leptospirosis, the pond was not as crowded as it used to be.

After leaving the space, Zhang An leaned on the pillow, thinking about how to get rid of these cherries and fruits. Fortunately, as long as he doesn't let them rot in the space, they will always be fresh, and he doesn't worry about time.

In the middle of the night, Zhang An, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened by a loud noise, and the villagers seemed to be shouting something.

During this period of time, nothing major will definitely cause such trouble.

Just as Zhang An got up and opened the door, his father Zhang Jianguo also got up and was opening the door of the main room.

Walking on the road, I saw people in the village chasing something with flashlights.

"Uncle, what's going on here." Dad asked the old man who came behind. This is Mr. Li, the neighbor next door to Zhang An's family, and Zhang An was called Uncle.

"Li Heping's house in the back of the village was just entered by a group of robbers. His family was sleeping too hard. The pen door was opened. I don't know if the cows are all brought to the door. If Zhang Erye happened to wake up at night to see , Just wake people up, now the cows are all gone." A bunch of young people in front were chasing, so Mr. Li explained to Zhang An and his son.

At that moment, Zhang Jianguo chased after him with a flashlight and asked Zhang An to close the door of his house.

Zhang An, who turned back to close the door, saw that his mother, Wang Fang, was already up. Because he was worried about his father, he said a few words to his mother, grabbed a wooden stick under the eaves, and went out to catch up.

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