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After talking about pumpkins, he went back to yams. Zhao Baoqing tasted the yam cakes and praised them for being delicious. However, growing yams was not as easy and labor-saving as pumpkins. He didn’t mention planting them, but he saw the yam cakes soaked in large wooden basins. He looked at the wax gourd strips and acorn kernels and asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

Song Hongguo explained.

Zhao Baoqing heard that winter melons were made into sugar, and that five pounds of winter melons would have to be sprinkled with one pound of sugar. He immediately lost interest. This cost too much and none of the members could use it. However, he learned that acorns could be eaten after soaking in water. I suddenly became excited, squatted in front of the basin, picked it up with my hands, smelled it, and tasted another one. It was still astringent in my mouth, and I couldn't help but frown.

Song Hongguo smiled helplessly and said, "Uncle, you are too impatient. These acorn kernels need to be soaked for at least one night, and the water must be changed during this period. If you taste them again tomorrow morning, they will not have this bitter taste."

"Really?"

"Well, you'll know when you come and try it tomorrow morning."

Zhao Baoqing couldn't help but nodded, almost smiling, "Okay, okay, I'll try it tomorrow morning. If it's really edible, that would be great."

Song Hongguo asked, "There are also acorn trees on our mountain?"

When she went to the mountains before, she really didn't find them. Most of them were cotinus trees, as well as mulberry trees and persimmon trees. Walnut trees were very scarce, so she had to look around.

If there was one, she would have thought about it and picked it up.

Zhao Baoqing said, "Yes, you probably haven't seen it because you haven't walked that road. In the past, when there was a shortage of food, everyone was so hungry that they couldn't bear it, so they went to the mountains to pick acorns to eat, but the smell... It's so bitter that it's hard to swallow. I'm so hungry that no one wants to eat it. Even the pigs hate it. Moreover, I eat it every day and my stomach feels uncomfortable. In short, I always suffer. I used to call it a life-saving food, but isn't it just a life-saving food? , if you are not starving to death, who will eat?"

"Are there many mountains?"

"There are quite a few. In the past, every household would go to the mountains to pick it up, and they could carry two bags back."

Two bags weighed about 200 kilograms, and when added to the grain, they could last for a while. Song Hongguo asked again, "Are there any chestnut trees?"

"No, there is one in Xiangyang Brigade. The mountains there are deeper than ours. There are not only chestnut trees but also acorn trees. There are also wild peach trees, wild apricot trees, walnuts and persimmons. There is no shortage of them, but there is less fertile land for growing crops. , Otherwise, you won’t be poor, you bought these acorns from Lao Sheng, right?”

"Yeah, ten pounds for a dime."

Zhao Baoqing smiled and cursed, "He does know how to do business. He sells all the things that have no owner for flowers. Just watch, maybe he will come to you soon."

Song Hongguo's eyes flashed, "You mean, he wants to know how I eat these acorns?"

Zhao Baoqing nodded, "He's smart. Most people don't buy acorns. You're not short of food. If you buy so many at once, he will definitely think twice."

"Then if he asks, I will just tell him."

"Well, let's be honest, there's no need to hide it. It's hard for everyone to stutter. It's better to help each other. This is also to accumulate blessings for yourself..."

After the two of them talked about this, Zhao Baoqing got down to business, "Yonghui's mother came to me and said that Yonghui was getting married, and his daughter-in-law was a daughter of the Rong family in the commune. You know the Rong family, right? We used to live here The richest family in the country handed over their property after liberation, and they still have so many houses and shops... Well, nowadays, in terms of their composition alone, the two families are considered to be well matched, and it is quite good to live together. Otherwise, it will be too difficult for Yonghui to find a wife." Song Hongguo listened calmly, "Does the Qiao family want to ask you to be a matchmaker?"

Zhao Baoqing said "Yeah" and added a few words, "The current situation between the two of them is that it is not appropriate to make the marriage an open matter, so as not to cause any trouble. Yonghui's mother said, Yonghui doesn't even want to have a drink, ugh , she disagreed. After all, it was a marriage. It only happened once in a lifetime. It was a top priority, so how could it be done too perfunctorily? These girls from the Renrong family were not good-looking either, so they thought about the wedding ceremony. Save it, but set up a table at home and want me to sit there, as a witness to their family..."

"Then what you're telling me means...you want me to go too?"

"No, I was thinking that in the village, you and Yonghui can talk to each other and don't exclude the Qiao family. Before, Yonghui bought a lot of furniture for you. This time, do you want to take advantage of it? Do you want to marry him as a follower? It can also be considered as congratulations to him, so that the day will not be too deserted..."

Song Hongguo understood the meaning and couldn't help but sigh that Zhao Baoqing was really good to Qiao Yonghui's family. Not only did he not shy away from being a matchmaker, he also helped to take care of the banquet and the deserted situation. If no one in the village went to congratulate him, Qiao Yonghui might not care, but in the end Somewhat embarrassing.

She agreed, "When will it be done? I'll join you."

Zhao Baoqing said, "On National Day."

When he left, Song Hongguo packed up two portions of pear paste, cans, yams, etc., giving one portion to him and asking him to take the other portion to Zhao Yulian.

I didn’t give away pumpkins. Every family has one, so I don’t care about that one.

Early the next morning, Zhao Baoqing came. He soaked the acorn kernels all night and changed the water several times. He picked them up and tasted them. His eyes immediately lit up. After tasting a few in a row, he patted them excitedly. Thigh said, "Oh, it's really not hard anymore. It's great, great, hahaha..."

He was so excited that he didn't want to wait for a moment, so he hurriedly went to inform. Instead of going to work in the fields today, he would go to the mountains to pick up acorns with his sacks. The earlier he carried them home, the sooner he would not have to go hungry.

Not long after he left, Sheng Zhongxin came and pushed her not only a bag of acorns, but also walnuts, chestnuts, dried mushrooms, wild kiwis, and a sack full of them. This was a sign of sincerity. The food was plentiful and the words were nice, all for the sake of the villagers having enough to eat, so he ignored the shame and asked shamelessly.

Song Hongguo told him happily, and even asked him to taste the soaked acorn kernels in person. His reaction after tasting was similar to that of Zhao Baoqing. He was equally excited. He thanked him a lot, and because he was thinking about picking it up, Acorn, also rushed home without waiting.

The system couldn't help but sigh, "This is a good cadre for the people. He thinks about the people in the village. He is simple, kind and has a strong sense of responsibility. Alas, how can he be like some people in later generations who, huh, have a little power in their hands and see the benefits?" , they only go to their own homes and don’t care about the lives of the villagers.”

"You are too overgeneralized. There are good things and bad things in every era. There is always a shadow on the back of the sun. There is no way around it."

"I don't understand these big principles. Anyway, I just think that people in this era are more simple and capable, more hard-working and have passion no matter what they do."

Song Hongguo is irrefutable.

In the morning, they cooked millet, yam, and red date porridge, and ate pumpkin cakes with pickles. The mother and son were very satisfied with the food. The food they grew themselves felt delicious.

When she went to work, Song Hongguo carried a lot of things, for this and for that. It was not good for anyone to be left behind. When she arrived at the hospital, she first went to the dormitory to put some down, and brought the others to the outpatient clinic for Xu Xianghong and Dean Zhang. , and the colleagues in the ward all got points.

The main ones are pears, yam cakes and pumpkin steamed cakes, which are the most popular at home. Other pear pastes and cans are in small quantities and are really not enough to share. (End of chapter)