My aunt obviously didn't take this seriously.
After all, who hasn’t eaten dumplings? But she didn’t refute it. She just looked at the dumplings and felt a little worried:
"This is too much. I don't think the refrigerator can even hold it."
Song Sancheng took a look and said, "Almost. There are so many of us tonight. We must eat 300 of them!"
My aunt almost rolled her eyes—three hundred
When I eat dumplings normally, I usually eat about 20 to 30 at most.
There are only eight of us now, and you dare to brag about this
It seems that Tan Tan's vegetable selling business is not very reliable.
My uncle, a senior dumpling lover, agreed: "Let's cook a pot first to fill our stomachs."
So the men went to fork the straw onto the cart, while Wulan sat in front of the stove and slowly started the fire, while giving random instructions:
“Cook a few more… a few more—don’t rush to put them in the fridge, eat them first!”
People have emphasized this, if you don’t cook more, it will seem like you are not full. My aunt grumbled in her heart, but she finally cooked a full pot of dumplings.
On the big stove in the countryside, there are over a hundred dumplings in this pot!
Straw is not heavy, so you just need to put it from the straw pile onto the truck. Soon the back of the truck was filled to the brim.
At this time, the dumplings were cooked.
The uncle took a deep breath and exclaimed while washing his hands: "This shepherd's purse is really good, so fragrant, mom, you should eat more."
Then he took his first bite.
For a moment, the whole dining room was silent.
It’s just… how to describe it
My uncle thought for a long time, and was reluctant to swallow the dumpling stuffing in his mouth. Suddenly, he returned to his childhood, when he only ate meat once a year...
There is so much he can't praise about these dumplings. In short, they are just too delicious!
After my aunt took a bite of the dumplings, she regretted it even more now - if she had known that the dumplings were so delicious, why did she say to give them all to my parents
The shepherd's purse around here definitely doesn't taste like this!
No wonder it’s 20 yuan per pound, it’s really worth it!
The elderly grandparents were full of praise for the food. The wheelchair-bound grandpa even finished a bowl of food and passed it over again, saying, "Give me more."
This time it was Wulan's second pot, but as the old lady was old, she only served five or six more than usual:
"Dad, Mom, don't be anxious. Eat slowly. There will be more tomorrow. Don't eat too much today."
Grandpa ate with a great appetite and was in a good mood. He even said to Song Tan: "Our Tan Tan is born to be a farmer!"
This statement was unanimously agreed by everyone.
Wulan was in high spirits and looked proud: "How is Tantan's cooking? Is it delicious? I said she is such a good student, so she can be a good farmer too!"
Song Tan: A qualified tool person should keep silent when he shouldn’t.
…
Eat and drink enough.
The family of four went home under the cover of night. The car drove alone on the winding mountain road. The window was slightly open, and the cool night breeze blew on their faces, but it did not extinguish the passion in Wulan's heart at all.
She thought of her aunt's look of regret and reluctance, and the satisfaction and comfort on Song Tan's grandparents' faces that she hadn't seen in a long time. At this moment, she suddenly understood why her daughter had to eat all the fresh dishes herself every time!
Because some happiness really cannot be measured by money.
…
From that night on, Ulan became extra motivated.
The next morning, as soon as the dawn broke, she urged Song Sancheng to spread the straw in the yard to dry it. She also quickly mixed two more buckets of disinfectant and sprayed the pig pen again, and even checked the manure pit.
When everything was ready, she called someone and asked them to send the piglets over quickly.
When Jojo came to his senses, he saw that Peppa, whom he had been looking forward to seeing, was nowhere to be seen. Instead, in the pigsty warmed by the sun, there were five little pigs lying there, three white and two black.
The five little pigs are so cute, their big noses are wet and round, and they are well groomed. Their bodies are small and round, and they make tender "hum hum hum" sounds.
but…
Apart from a closer look at the two white pigs' skin, which shows some pink, there is no resemblance between them and Jojo's Peppa Pig.
Qiao Qiao was stunned for a while, and suddenly burst into tears: "My Peppa, my George, my Mummy Pig... they are all gone... they are all gone..."
The pigs in the pigsty were stunned for a moment, grunted twice, and looked at him curiously with their pink round noses, their black eyes full of intelligence.
Qiao Qiao's dreams were shattered for many days, and she burst into tears. Song Tan had no choice but to use his trump card:
"My dear, don't cry, don't cry. There's no Peppa Pig or George. Can we go see someone else? I'll buy you a doll next time I go to the city."
"Let's not watch it now, let's watch another one - have you seen Ultraman? Tiga! Let's watch this from today on."
Ultraman toys are much easier.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
Qiao Qiao was sobbing and gasping for breath, but Wu Lan laughed triumphantly, adding fuel to the fire:
"Come on, Qiao Qiao, don't you want to sleep with your pig mother? Pick one and see which one is your pig mother?"
Qiao Qiao: …
He cried even louder.
…
The piglets are too small and have just moved to an unfamiliar environment. Although they don’t seem to be uncomfortable at all, they even like this place too much (after all, they are more or less nourished by the spiritual energy).
But to be on the safe side, Wulan quickly cooked some hot pig food to feed the pigs:
Pumpkin, sweet potato, corn kernels, wheat bran and rice bran leftovers, and picked wild vegetable roots make for a big, fragrant pot.
Just smelling the taste, it's actually quite appetizing.
Song Tan thought for a moment and said, "Mom, let me go see how the astragalus in the field tastes. I'll pick some to feed the pigs."
I can still taste shepherd's purse once or twice a year, but I haven't eaten astragalus for more than ten years.
Wu Lan nodded: "Go ahead, get some more and clean up in the afternoon. Aren't you going to sell it tomorrow?"
Song Tan shook his head: "I told the customers in the group that I will go to sell it tomorrow morning. It's too early."
Chinese alfalfa is easier to clean than wild vegetables, but it is too tender and fragile. To ensure its freshness, it is better to pick it in the morning and take it directly to the city.
As the weather gets warmer, there are more wild vegetables. The sweet clover in this field was used to fertilize the fields and feed livestock, and it can be sold for 20 yuan per catty. Wulan feels a little unsure.
But she did not refute it. She had praised her daughter's farming skills too much yesterday, so much so that she herself was somewhat brainwashed in the morning. She always felt that -
Maybe there really is a difference
Song Tan took Qiao Qiao, whose face was covered with tears, and went to the field with a basket. She couldn't bear to step on the fresh green leaves and tender stems. She pinched the stems with her hands and gently broke them, and she got a bunch of green.
Qiao Qiao found a new way to have fun and thought pulling grass was very interesting, so he immediately forgot about his mother pig and started to work happily.