Chapter 30
Yunmo said that he turned over the wasteland and built a vegetable garden, and Yun Xiaotong was immediately excited.

"Mother, let me help you, let's tidy up the vegetable garden together." As soon as he spoke, he had already taken the bamboo basket from Yunmo.

The empty bamboo basket was not heavy, so Yunmo let him carry it.

Soon, the mother and son stepped over the bamboo fence and came to the wasteland.

The white thatch grows more than one meter deep on the wasteland. The white thatch is cut off, tied into bundles, and put in the yard to dry, which can be used as kindling.

Yunmo pulled up a stubble, picked up the sickle, and cut down the white thatch from the root like cutting wheat. The newly bought sickle was extremely sharp, and with a few clicks, a large area was cut down.

After cutting a piece of thatch, it is easy to put your feet on the ground, Yunmo stopped working, led Yun Xiaotong to a cluster of hibiscus flowers, and said in a soft voice: "Tongtong, mother wants to mow the grass, you just need to cut the grass." Pick hibiscus flowers here, don't move around, pick more flowers, we will use them to cook porridge at night."

In early summer, there might be snakes and rats hiding in the thatch. She was worried that Xiao Douding would accidentally step on it. It just so happened that she had already cut all the thatch near the cluster of hibiscus flowers, so it was safer for Xiao Douding to stand there.

"Mother, I will pay attention to safety, don't worry." Yun Xiaotong seemed to understand Yunmo's concerns, put the bamboo basket on her thin arm, and started to pick flowers on tiptoe.

Seeing that he was serious about picking hibiscus flowers, Yunmo felt relieved, picked up the scythe and continued mowing the grass.

Tufts of white thatch had been cut down, exposing the wet yellow muddy ground.

Yunmo lowered her eyes to the ground, and inadvertently found some green wild vegetables among the grass piles. Those wild vegetables grew very well, and the leaves were so tender that water could be squeezed out. She squatted down and took a closer look. It was shepherd's purse, it turned out to be shepherd's purse , the last time she picked hibiscus flowers, she really didn't notice it.

Wild shepherd's purse is a good thing. It is refreshing and nutritious. Today I went to the market to buy white noodles, and dug these shepherd's purse back, which is just right for baking shepherd's purse pancakes.

As if she had discovered a treasure, Yunmo was no longer in a hurry to mow the grass. She held the sickle tightly, and used the tip of the sickle to dig out the shepherd's purse from the soil by its roots.

Those shepherd's purses grew luxuriantly and were pleasing to the eye. One tree was as big as a man's palm. Yunmo dug the vegetables swiftly, and within a short while, he dug up a large pile.

After picking hibiscus flowers for a while, Yun Xiaotong turned her face and saw her mother squatting on the ground planing wild vegetables, tilting her head, and asked curiously, "Mother, can these wild vegetables be eaten?"

While digging vegetables, Yunmo smiled and said, "Tongtong, this is shepherd's purse, it's delicious. Mother has dug up so much. Tonight, let's bake shepherd's purse pancakes."

Shepherd's purse pancakes?It sounds delicious, just like hibiscus sweet potato soup.

Reminiscing about the dishes mother made, Xiao Douding swallowed unknowingly.

Yunmo dug the shepherd's purse for a while, and felt that it was almost enough to make shepherd's purse pancakes, so she stopped and continued to cut thatch.

After working hard for more than half an hour, I finished cutting all the white thatch on the wasteland, then cut the vines, tied the raw thatch into bundles, and moved them into the yard to dry in the sun.

At this time, Yun Xiaotong also picked a lot of hibiscus flowers, more than enough to cook hibiscus porridge at night.

As soon as the couple came out of the wasteland, they heard Qiuyue calling.

"Sister Mozi, Tongtong." Qiuyue called out twice, and she had already entered the fenced courtyard.

Seeing her coming in, Yunmo joked, "Sister Qiuyue, I haven't lit a fire to cook yet, so you are in a hurry to come to the door."

Qiuyue knew that Yunmo was teasing her, so she grinned and replied, "I'm just here to see, what delicious treats are you cooking for me tonight?"

"Of course there are delicious ones." Yunmo handed over the bamboo basket in his hand, "If you want to eat delicious food, please help me quickly and wash these dishes."

"Okay." Qiuyue smiled and took the bamboo basket, turned around and went to the kitchen to fetch water and wash vegetables.

The reason why she came here so early was because she was afraid that Yunmo would not be able to do it alone.

Qiuyue washed the vegetables, and Yunmo took care of the pig bones and pig intestines.

The pork bone should be simmered slowly. The longer the stewing time, the stronger the aroma and the fresher the soup. It must be stewed as soon as possible while the time is still early. Otherwise, pancakes and porridge will be cooked later. I also need to stir-fry the pig's intestines, and the time is a bit rushed.

"Mother, you go wash the pig bones, and I'll light the fire." Seeing Qiuyue washing the vegetables, Yun Xiaotong couldn't be idle for a moment, and exerted his energy as a young fire-burning expert. After saying a word, he ran away. Gathering firewood in the donkey shed.

Yunmo cleaned the pig's bones, and knocked them into two pieces with one knife. In front of the stove, Yun Xiaotong had already lit the fire.

"Mother, the fire is already on fire." While speaking, Xiao Douding raised his head from the stove door and looked directly at Yunmo.

Yunmo looked at his small figure, with pot ashes on his face, and said with a casual smile, "Tongtong is really like a little cat." This little bean in his house can turn himself into a little beggar every time he burns a fire.

After casually joking with Yun Xiaotong, Yunmo picked up the gourd and poured two scoops of water into the pot. After the water boiled until it was bubbling, he put the pig bones in the pot and passed them in boiling water to get rid of the blood and fishy smell. smell, then take out the pot, rinse it with clean water, drain the water, then put it in the pot and stir-fry, after the aroma is released, add two ladles of water, add some wild pepper, cover the pot and simmer for a while, after a while, Change to a slow fire and boil slowly.

"Tongtong, you don't need to watch over the fire. It's too hot at the door of the stove. You can go play in the yard for a while, and mother can just watch the fire." Yunmo put the lid on the pot and told Yun Xiaotong in a soft voice.

Although it wasn't too hot in May, it was a tormenting thing to stand in front of the stove and light a fire. Seeing Xiao Douding's face covered in stove ashes and sweating profusely from the heat, her heart was numb with pain.

"Yeah." Yun Xiaotong obediently dropped the tongs, walked to the door of the kitchen, and was about to go to the yard. When she went out, she didn't forget to tell her: "Mother, if you are too busy, just call me, and I will take care of you." Practice calligraphy in the yard, don't run far."

"Okay." Yunmo said yes in a warm voice, looking at Yun Xiaotong, with deep maternal love flowing in her dark eyes, "Tongtong will play for a while, if you are hungry, go to the room to get fruit first, red date cake for matting abdomen."

The pig's bones were boiled slowly over a slow fire, and Yunmo was busy while watching the fire while tinkering with the pig's intestines.

The pig intestines in the wooden basin were marinated for nearly an hour. Yunmo soaked in a few scoops of water, rubbed a few handfuls, and slowly turned the intestines over to expose the inner layers of the intestines. Take off the white layer of grease, rub it with clean water, and wash it five or six times, and the strange smell is gone, so I stopped.

Yunmo washed the pig's intestines, and Qiuyue cleaned up the hibiscus flowers and wild shepherd's purse.

Holding the wooden basin, she walked to the earthen stove and saw Yunmo cutting pig intestines, she asked curiously: "Sister Mozi, how do you fry this pig intestines? The intestines stink, if it is not done well, it's not good Eat, like this kind of pig offal, few people can make it, and generally few people buy it."

(End of this chapter)

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