Chapter 47
It has the taste of pumpkin, sweet potato and taro, paired with the sweet and refreshing mung bean soup. It’s great to drink when the weather is hot.

Li Xiuju smiled and said, "Well, it's really good."

"Really?" Zhou Chenyu stared at Li Xiuju, still a little doubtful.Because the old lady never said anything bad about the things she made.

Although this is very encouraging, be practical.

"Mom, sister, I'm back!" Baoyu's panting voice came from outside the house.

Zhou Chenyu caught a glimpse of Baoyu coming back carrying a bundle of big bamboo poles. He was so tired that he sat by the well, scooped up a ladle of water and was about to drink it, "I'm so thirsty."

"Hey, hey, wait a minute!"

Zhou Chenyu shouted loudly to stop Baoyu, who was stunned like a dumbfounded chicken.

She picked up a bowl of mung bean and taro ball sugar water and said, "The sugar water for sale has been prepared. I'll give it to you to try. It's very sweet."

"Sugar water? Sister, is this what you want to sell?" Baoyu stared at the bowl of mung bean soup containing purple, white and yellow taro balls, smiled like a dog, and cheered: "Then I want to try it."

"It's delicious, eat it quickly." Li Xiuju urged with a smile while silently putting away the bamboo poles scattered on the ground.

Baoyu took a big sip from the bowl without using a spoon, which not only quenched his thirst, but also made his stomach full.

Zhou Chenyu looked at him nervously, "What do you think of the taste? Does it taste good?"

"It tastes good." Baoyu nodded fiercely, finished the bowl anxiously with his bare hands, came back with a bundle of bamboo, and said proudly: "Sister, give me another bowl."

The mung bean and taro ball sugar water that he worked so hard to make received a satisfactory answer. Zhou Chenyu saw that he had worked so hard and didn't care about it. He took the bowl and went back to the kitchen to fill him with another bowl of sugar water.

The mung bean and taro ball syrup has been well received, and there is no need to redo it. I only need to slightly improve the sweetness later, and the rest is just to prepare the tables and chairs for setting up the stall.

When selling sugar water, Zhou Chenyu is interested in the passers-by and the people harvesting rice nearby. He finds a place to rest on a hot day and drinks a bowl of cool, sweet sugar water to relieve the summer heat wave. .

Following the model of the tea shed, five or six tables were placed on the spot, with one table and four chairs.

It was their first time doing business, and they were doing a small business, so it was not advisable to invest too much money, so they planned to place only three tables and twelve chairs in front of the stall.

Therefore, Zhou Chenyu and Li Xiuju did not go anywhere that day, but stayed at home to help Baoyu.

Zhou Chenyu sat on a chair and looked at the scenery outside the courtyard, "It's great. It's more comfortable to sit like this without having to feed mosquitoes on the mountain."

Baoyu concentrated on making bamboo stools and felt that Zhou Chenyu was in the way. "Sister, please move the chair away and make some room for me."

Zhou Chenyu finally found a stretched position and reluctantly moved his feet.

Li Xiuju looked at them with a smile on her lips, "Do you still remember that when you were young, I made cages like this, and you played in the yard. Thinking about it now, it seems like it was yesterday. In the blink of an eye, You two siblings have grown up."

Zhou Chenyu and Baoyu looked at each other, sat aside and listened quietly.

Li Xiuju saw that the two of them had grown up, and smiled with emotion: "When I was young, my mother always looked forward to you growing up, starting a family, marrying a wife and having children. But now that you have grown up, I still miss life. Slow down, so that our family can stay together longer."

"Mom, when we grow up, aren't we still a family?" Baoyu wondered, "I'm not one of those black-hearted people. Even if my sister gets married, she can go home if she wants. As long as I'm here, this is her home. "Li Xiuju knew very well that after a woman gets married, she is like water thrown out. No matter how much Baoyu promises at this time, it will not be able to offset the changes that will happen in the future after getting married.

However, she, as a mother, was very pleased that he had such an idea.

"This is natural, future mother..." Li Xiuju paused, and temporarily changed her words: "You are brothers and sisters, the relationship between broken bones and connected tendons, you support each other, you can't be like some people, for the sake of profit Turn against each other and become enemies.”

Zhou Chenyu noticed something strange about Li Xiuju. Life, separation and death are things that everyone has to experience. Since you can't control your destiny, just live every day well.

She blinked and muttered, "Who said I'm going to get married? I won't get married. I'm going to stay at home for the rest of my life."

Stay at home for the rest of your life?

Baoyu whispered, "Sister, are you really not going to get married?" He thought of the times he was deceived, and joked: "Oh, I don't know who saw it..."

Li Xiuju stopped what she was doing and looked at Baoyu, full of expectation: "Who is he?"

"You brat, you're the one with the big mouth." Zhou Chenyu lifted up the soles of his shoes, and Baoyu ran away, and the two of them fought all over the yard.

Seeing this scene, Li Xiuju finally found a trace of their childhood memories, laughing and having a headache at the same time: "Okay, okay, Chen Yu, Baoyu, don't run away, don't trip over the bamboo poles, be careful." ,Slower."

The three of them tasted a bowl of taro ball sugar water, and there was still a large pot left, so Li Xiuju did not go to the vegetable garden to pick vegetables at noon. She only opened the jar of pickled pickled radish a while ago and grabbed a large plate full.

Prepare the red chili peppers, chop them into pieces, add a spoonful of lard, pour in the chopped chili peppers to release the fragrance, then mix in the whole plate of pickled dried pickled radish, fry until the water is dry, and a layer of pepper and radish adheres to the surface. Glossy.

"Don't be busy, come and have lunch." Li Xiuju entered the room carrying dishes and bowls, while Zhou Chenyu and Baoyu put down their things and washed their hands.

A stack of chili peppers stir-fried with dried pickled radish, it tastes sour, spicy and crispy, and it seems like even a few bowls of white porridge are not enough.

In midsummer, after midday nap, it is when the sun is at its strongest.

The air outside the courtyard seemed to have been roasted by fire. People who had finished their farm work outside were so hot that they hid under the shade of trees to enjoy the coolness. Children playing in the village and elderly people sitting quietly at the door also returned to the house one after another.

Suddenly, there was no sound of people in Zhoujia Village, and only the chirping of cicadas and birds was left in silence.

Zhou Chenyu knew nothing about making bamboo chairs and tables, so he stayed aside and watched Baoyu make one.

He first used a knife to cut the bamboo into two sections of equal length, then punched several round holes in the bamboo body and inserted the remaining bamboo into them to connect.

Then, take a long bamboo, compare the length of the bamboo base, make two grooves at the marked position, roast it with fire until soft, bend it, and clamp the bamboo base in it, and do the same on the other side.

In this way, a simple bamboo stool is ready.

Li Xiuju was older and not as strong as Baoyu. It took a little longer, but she still made a bamboo stool.

The steps to make a bamboo stool were so troublesome, and it was her suggestion again. Zhou Chenyu looked at the unformed stool in his hand, and could only be anxious. He didn't pay attention for a moment, and he cut his finger with a bamboo thorn when he cut it with a knife. "hiss."

(End of this chapter)

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