Pinellia pastoral

Chapter 180 Visit
Tree shadows whirling, cooking smoke curling up.

Ma'an Village, five miles away from Dongwang Village, lies under two connected mountain peaks like a belt, and looks like a saddle from a distance, hence the name.

Backed by Ma'anshan, there are stretches of trees in the village, especially the famous chestnut forest. I don't know when it was planted. I only know that those who died of illness or fell down will be replanted. New ones will be planted every year. Keep it, and it will be a lively event when chestnuts are hit in autumn.

The life of the people in Ma'an Village is still passable.

Now, looking up at the chestnut forest, the leaves are green, just because it is getting late now, it looks a little gray, and occasionally I can see the fluffy flowers, swaying leisurely in the wind.

Wujin Xizhuo, at this time, the rice has already been planted and is growing well, and the people in the village don't have too many things to be busy with.

Those who have been in the fields for a day return with a hoe.

Or take the old cow and go outside to beat the dog.

A man in straw sandals, carrying a load of empty baskets, stopped and turned in as he passed the chestnut forest.

There were a lot of mosquitoes in the woods, especially at this time, he slapped it a few times without paying attention, and squatted on the ground.

At the foot of the trees in the chestnut forest, there are many fist-sized fungus sacs. The tender ones are milky white, and the longer ones are powdery when pinched. They are not tasty and expensive, so not many people pick them up. .

Qiu Daming just squatted under the chestnut tree, slapping the troublesome mosquitoes, and picking up the fungus called horse manure bag in the basket, with a calm face.

Occasionally, a neighbor passing by, seeing him like this, sighed and said: "This good family, as long as there is one sick child, it will be dragged down."

"That's right, I heard that Daming is planning to sell the land. In the good old days, this..."

"Old Qiutou is also a blessed man. If he hadn't left so early, there would be no filial son in front of his long-term sick bed. No one can compare to Daming in this respect."

Having said that, some people lowered their voices and said mysteriously: "That's what you said, but you don't know that Old Qiutou is also a stubborn person, and you don't know who said the news about selling land for medical treatment." , He is not willing to take medicine, he just wants to go early so as not to drag the family down, look at this horse manure bag, I don’t know how long I haven’t cooked vegetables in oil, and I still do such heavy work..."

Someone passing by also greeted: "Brother Daming, work is over, let's add another meal!"

Qiu Daming was still searching inside, and replied: "No."

The person who came continued to ask: "I heard that your rice sold for a good price? Where did you sell it? Those bosses outside are really not good. I pulled it out and brought it back."

Qiu Daming's heart skipped a beat, thinking about what Banxia said when he accepted his rice, and because of this, he didn't dare to send it away, so he didn't have to embarrass anyone.

"Last time, I had better luck, but I heard people say that the price can be higher if you go to the mill to sell it." Speaking of this, his face was a little sad. There was nothing at home, and he was afraid that he would continue to sell rice. , The family is afraid that they will not have enough to eat.

There are days when there is no last meal...

Fortunately, the boys at home are sensible, and grandpa was worried when he saw that there were few things in the house, so he asked him to take a look. He also knew how to bury straw in the grain pile to trick his eyes, in order to coax him to drink medicine.

I have no ability, I owe him in the end, it is time to grow my body.

"Uncle Daming, this is said to be from Dongwang Village, I'm looking for you!" An eleven or twelve-year-old boy shouted cheerfully outside the forest.

As soon as Qiu Daming came out, he was a man in his 30s. He was very stocky, with a smile on his face, and he was very kind. He looked very familiar, but he didn't recognize him, "Brother, you... "

Su Youli chuckled, with a frank expression on his face, and said: "I am older than you, this old man is not wrong, my daughter is not sensible when I bought your stuff, and said to let me Help me, I'm also thick-skinned, didn't I find myself at home?"

In this way, there is still something Qiu Daming doesn't know.

As soon as he patted his forehead, he grinned, his face full of gratitude: "Brother, you were joking, I have nothing to do, so I just went over, I'm really sorry."

Su Youli was very proud of the method that Ban Xia said, and it would be great if it could be done seriously. Whether it was for the workshop or the people in the surrounding villages, many details were discussed one by one. When Yuan Guang heard about it, he mentioned several more points. Thinking of his children, the smile on Su Youli's face deepened.

"Brother, I really dare not admit it. I used to watch you selling tofu in the town..." Seemingly aware of something wrong, Qiu Daming stopped talking in the middle of his words in embarrassment.

Thinking that they have several workshops now, and have gone to the city to make a lot of money, this is becoming more and more capable.

Su Youli has lived a good life these years, and the family's affairs are improving day by day, and he no longer needs to worry about food and clothing for the family, and because he does business, he meets many people, and the people in the village respect him. I often wrinkle my face unconsciously, but now it's all stretched out, and people naturally change a bit.

Hearing what Qiu Daming said, Su Youli smiled indifferently. Before he came, he also inquired about Qiu Daming, and he also knew about the sale of the land. After that, he didn't sell the rice again, and he didn't tell others. It can be seen that He is a person who knows the importance and is filial to the elderly. He even inquired about the price of rice outside, and it was really difficult at home.

So he said, "That's right, when the bean curd was ground and sold, it was getting dark and the work hadn't been finished yet. We farmers are suffering."

The two stood in front of the chestnut forest and talked, but Qiu Daming felt that man and nature were at war in his heart. When he saw someone coming, his instinctive reaction was to let him sit in the room and have dinner by the way. So, let people drink porridge with bacteria like this?He was embarrassed and embarrassed.

He didn't say a word.

Before Su Youli came, he knew that he was busy, so he held the things in his hands and said, "Brother Qiu, I'm afraid I'm going to go home to beg for a mouthful of porridge tonight. Drink it, don't blame it."

When he said this, Qiu Daming didn't have any worries, so he quickly took it home.

The two walked all the way and said that when they arrived at the door of the house, they had already become acquainted with each other a lot.

Qiu Daming's house is at the entrance of Ma'an Village. There is a gentle slope in front of the door. Walk up and enter the yard. It is a bright tile-roofed house with side rooms on both sides. It can be seen that it used to be very good.

Seeing him enter the door, a woman was splashing water in the yard outside, "Didn't you say you came back with vegetables? Dad's medicine has been boiled, so you can't drink it on an empty stomach, it's so late..."

Qiu Daming felt more and more unable to take out the horse manure bag in his basket.

Su Youli hurriedly said, "Sister and sister, sorry for the trouble, I came here uninvited, and I want to discuss something with brother Daming, please heat it up, it's all from my own home."

After speaking, the basket was handed over.

Yao Shi, Qiu Daming's daughter-in-law, saw that the basket was already placed in front of her feet, and then realized that there was a person standing in the hazy sky. She looked at Qiu Daming and said nothing, and carried it into the kitchen.

A basket is quite heavy, like a small basket.

She opened the lid, and saw a handful of bean curd sticks lying obliquely inside. There was no light in the stove, but she couldn't see it clearly through the firelight. She gritted her teeth, but she was still reluctant to light the lamp. Firewood, take a closer look.

Yao shi took a deep breath. After taking out this large amount of bean curd sticks and a large amount of rice noodles, there were still several items underneath, one piece of stewed pork wrapped in lotus leaves, one piece of roasted pork No matter how it was made, there are dozens of round eggs lying on it.

The kid from the Qiu family was sent by Qiu Daming to serve water here, and when he entered the stove, he was shocked when he saw his mother holding the burning firewood, and quickly said: "Mom, what are you doing!"

After finishing speaking, he smelled the smell of meat, and looked at the things in the basket, and was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.

"Mother, meat!" The excited Qiu family boy finished speaking, and then he remembered the purpose of his visit, "Mother, Dad told me to light the lamp. I heard from Dad that that person is the owner of the yuba workshop. Shall I ask for it?" If you ask, you can go to work, earn a lot of wages, and get medicine for your grandfather.”

Yao shi was about to burst into tears.

But it was said that Su Youli followed Qiu Daming into the main room, the room was lit with hemp sticks, and red lights were lit on and off, and there was a pungent smell of medicine in the room, as well as an indescribable strange smell.

He just spoke.

An old man's hoarse voice was heard: "Go! Go! Our Qiu family doesn't sell land. If you dare to sell land, you bastard, I'll hit you to death!"

Su Youli was shocked, with mixed emotions in his heart.

He was stunned and heard that Qiu Daming had already told him about Su Youli, so Old Qiu heaved a sigh of relief, his expression was still not very good after all.

Yao Shi lit the lamp, quickly heated up the things brought by Su Youli, put them on the small table in the main room, quickly put the porridge on the table, and quickly put the boiled rice noodles and eggs on the table , The mother and son hid in the kitchen again.

Only now did Qiu Daming realize that the things on the table made him even more embarrassed.

He called out to his own boy, "Drinking wine——"

Su Youli hurriedly stopped him, the Qiu family is like this, how can they drink wine, and said: "Brother, don't joke, I get dizzy when I drink, and I came here to ask you to do business, I'm afraid that I might miss the job by drinking."

Qiu Daming didn't insist.

He took a few mouthfuls, but his heart didn't fall to the ground at all.

Lao Qiu didn't sit at the table with them, saying that he was unwell, and he was holding a bowl in his hand, but he kept listening to the movement here with anxiety.

Su Youli knew that if he didn't talk about it, he would definitely not taste it, so he quickly explained his intention: "Brother, you also know that I make bean curd sticks. We can't do without soybeans. It's troublesome to collect them outside, and they can't be evenly cleaned. Last time you The beans given away are the best, we have discussed it over there, so I can only ask to come to see if I can help us manage the soybean planting."

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(End of this chapter)