Dad's Pastoral Life

Chapter 542
Roasting sweet potatoes on the ground, Bai Qian sat in the wind, feeling that she really had a picnic.

When she felt that it was almost done, she used a thick branch to get out the sweet potato, let it cool down a bit, and then she could hold it in her hand and peel it.

The sweet potatoes that have just been dug out are baked and eaten, and they feel sweet even thinking about them.

By the time she peeled off the skin, Cheng Xinxin had already left the shovel in her hand and ran over to wait here.

Bai Qian deliberately asked: "The sweet potatoes that have just been baked, who will eat them?"

Cheng Xinxin raised her hand and said, "Mom, I want to eat."

Cheng Ximei also raised her hand and said, "I want to eat too."

The two little guys often go to school together, and after school together, they have a very good relationship.

Bai Qian broke the sweet potato into two halves, asked each of the two children to have one, and said, "Eat slowly, be careful not to burn it!"

Cheng Xinxin took it over and said, "Let's hold it and blow it first, let it cool before eating."

Bai Qian looked at the muddy hands of the two little guys, and didn't let them wash them off first - anyway, the surface of the sweet potatoes was baked to black, and clean hands would get dirty, so forget it.

She said: "Look at it, don't eat the burnt ones."

Cheng He said: "You don't need to say this, they promise to eat better than you."

The two little girls eat as if they are in a competition, take a bite and look at each other to see if the other eats faster than themselves.

Bai Qian looked at them with a smile, imagining that after the baby in her stomach was born, would it be the same with Cheng Xinxin in the future?
It's interesting to think about it.

Looking at the smile on the child's face, she felt that Time really treated her very kindly. The child was obedient, her husband was loving, and her life was pleasant. Another child was about to be born. In this life, it can be said that there are no regrets up.

The only wish is that time can go slowly, so that she can slowly and carefully savor this kind of life.

Looking at the green hills in the distance, the geese migrating north passing overhead, and the warm sunshine shining on her head, she said in a good mood: "Come, come, I will tell you a story after eating."

Cheng Xinxin is fine, she listens to stories every day before going to bed, before her father told her alone, but now her parents take turns telling her, and Cheng Ximei doesn't get such a good treatment.

Even if she sleeps with her parents, there are no stories to listen to.Not everyone has the leisurely mind of Cheng He and his wife to tell stories to their children.

So, now, Cheng Ximei was much more active than Cheng Xinxin, she quickly finished eating the sweet potato with a big bite in her mouth, and said vaguely, "Auntie, I've finished eating."

Cheng Xinxin also finished eating quickly, and said, "Mom, I finished eating too."

Bai Qian wiped their mouths with her hand, and said, "Okay, let me start. Once upon a time, there was an old man who lived in the mountains. It was very inconvenient to go in and out. One day , he gathered the whole family to discuss and said, "Why don't we dig up these two mountains..."

She told the story of Yugong Yishan, and the two children listened with wide-eyed eyes.

Cheng He digs his sweet potatoes.

Go back to cook at noon, and take a rest by the way.The weather is cold, and it will be cold if you eat it again, which is not good to eat.

In addition, the weather will be good these days, and the sweet potatoes are not afraid of getting moldy in the rain.Sweet potatoes are not like peanuts, they need to be dried in order to be preserved.

They put the sweet potatoes directly into the cellar, and they can spend the whole winter. They can eat them whenever they want, and they are not afraid of spoilage.

This year Cheng He's sweet potatoes are naturally less compared to others, but compared to other vegetables he grows, they are more.

The main reason is that he likes to eat that kind of sweet potato chips before Chinese New Year, and he can make some sweet potato snacks at ordinary times. He thinks it tastes good. In addition, he can also process some sweet potato vermicelli and cook some breakfast or something.

This is the case in the countryside. You can eat a variety of whatever you want, and estimate your own weight.

Rest for a while, and then continue digging the remaining sweet potatoes.Originally, Bai Qian and Cheng Xinxin were going to play at home, but they still had to keep up.

On the way, Cheng Xinxin thought about Yugong Yishan, which Bai Qian told her in the morning, and suddenly asked Cheng He: "Father, do you know why Yugong moved mountains?"

Looking at her, Cheng He always felt that there was a sly look between her eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Those two big mountains block the way of their house, how can they do it if they don't move?"

Cheng Xinxin shook her head vigorously, and said, "Father, it's actually not like this. Yu Gong lives there, the mountain blocks their house, and there is no mobile phone signal. If the mountain is not removed, won't the mobile phone become useless?"

After finishing speaking, she laughed.

Cheng He also smiled and rubbed her little head lightly. What is this little guy thinking about!

But having said that, it's always good for the little guy to diverge her thinking like this and draw inferences from one instance. It won't be that what the adults say is what she doesn't think about.

In addition, the children of today are really different from those of the past.

In Cheng Xinxin's eyes, there are always mobile phones in the world, and she has never imagined a world without mobile phones, where she can be easily contacted even for storytelling.

When Cheng He was young, he didn't have a mobile phone.Therefore, when he was a child, he certainly couldn't think of a reason for moving mountains to get a mobile phone signal.

This is the difference of the times.

Seeing Cheng Xinxin laughing into a ball, he also smiled.

In the afternoon, when the sweet potatoes were dug, Cheng He dragged the cart to drag today's harvest home.Along the way, Cheng Xinxin was still thinking about pushing the cart for her father, she wanted to save him some effort.

In short, she just likes to do things beyond her powers.

Cheng He laughed, hugged her on the bench, and let her sit in the car.

She is still growing tall now, she is too hard, what should I do if she is not tall?
In their area, there are some sayings, such as doing too many things when you are young, you will not grow taller, and you will not grow taller if you work too hard.I don’t know if it’s true, but let’s just believe it.

When I got home, I had to make sweet potato porridge today, after all, it was the harvest day, Bai Qian and Cheng Xinxin both liked sweet and fragrant sweet potato porridge.

Eating whole grains is good for people's health, so let them eat more.

At around eight o'clock in the evening, the entire mountain village was shrouded in darkness. Except for some autumn insects chirping, everything was quiet. Even the tourists and night owls who couldn't sleep could not help but lower their voices, for fear of disturbing the place.

Cheng He's family is still lit.

It's foggy tonight, and I can't see the sky or the stars.However, the nights are foggy and the next day is generally sunny.

Cheng Xinxin had already fallen asleep. After watching TV for a while, Bai Qian was about to go to bed when she suddenly felt hungry and wanted to eat.

Originally, she wanted to eat some roasted sweet potatoes, but she thought it tasted good after eating it today, so she wanted to eat it again. Anyway, the oven at home is also ready-made, which is very convenient.

But when Cheng He was about to do it, he thought, how boring is it to wait for roasted sweet potatoes?Why don't you just make a hanging pot and cook some broth.

How about just eating sweet potatoes?It's too bland and needs some meat.

Thinking about it this way, I might as well cook the two eels that were raised yesterday, and then order other dishes for a hearty supper.

Moreover, the hanging pot is also cooked with firewood, so you can put sweet potatoes in the firewood. Doesn't Bai Qian want to eat it?eat as much as you want.

Just do it, Cheng He immediately put on his clothes and got up to get eels.

After the eel was cleaned and finished, it had to be marinated for a while. During the marinating time, he went to get some side dishes, such as onions, radishes, mushrooms, tofu, and some green vegetables.

After finishing these, he lit a fire in the yard, set up a pot, and fried the eel in the kitchen first. After putting in the condiments, he put them on the hanging pot and started cooking.

Before the pot boiled, Bai Qian came out wearing a coat. In the thick night fog, one could see a puff of white gas in one breath.

In the late autumn, the temperature difference between day and night is even greater. Regardless of the bright sun during the day, you have to take off your coat after working, but it is still very cold to stand in the yard after the cold at night.

Knowing that Cheng He would nag her, Bai Qian consciously put on her coat and went out.

Cheng He was busy in the pot, when he heard her voice, he said, "It's not healed yet, you came out so early, so you can only wait."

"Just wait, it's also very interesting to warm up." Bai Qian said.

Cheng He also meant the same thing, otherwise he wouldn't have thought of making a hanging pot.Bai Qian had already come out, so he just came over like a deck chair under the tree and said, "Let's wait here by the fire."

Bai Qian looked at the dishes on the side and said, "So many? Can we finish this?"

"Can't finish it?"

"It must be too much to eat, isn't it too much?"

Cheng He said, "That's easy."

He sent Cheng Shi a message: "Are you asleep? Come and drink, both of you."

Live together.

Still think there is too much to eat?
If it was during the day, I would have yelled at the top of my voice, but at night the sound could be heard far away, so I was a little embarrassed, for fear of disturbing people's dreams.

It is estimated that Cheng Shi is busy getting dressed right now.

After looking at these dishes, Cheng He thought, let's add more.He went and cut some bacon, and some sausages.

I almost ate all the ones I made last year, but the Chinese New Year is only a few months away, and there will be fresh ones by then.

Thinking about it this way, the years go by pretty quickly.

Not long after, Cheng Shi and his wife came over, Cheng Shi was still holding a bottle of white wine.

As soon as he entered the yard, he saw Cheng Henong's firewood hanging pot, and the smell of meat wafted out of his nostrils. He praised: "You are still making such a rich meal at this time? Not bad, talking at night around the stove, it is emotional."

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