Tuan Chong Fu Bao's 70s

Chapter 55 Spring rain is as expensive as oil

Zhou Xiangxiang tightly covered her small mouth, "No sugar, no sugar, sister Nuanbao and I dig wild vegetables."

After all, Dahua is three years older than her, "It must be the candy secretly given to you by grandma when you go out, isn't it?"

Zhou Xiangxiang shook her head and said loudly, "No, it was given by the captain's uncle!"

Nuanbao: "..."

She patted Zhou Xiangxiang's small bamboo basket and said, "Let's give the wild vegetables to grandma first, and let grandma make wild vegetables for eating."

Hearing this, Dahua couldn't help but already salivated, "Can you make wild vegetable balls? Milk must be steamed wild vegetables."

It is necessary to use lard oil residue to make wild vegetable balls.

But steaming wild vegetables only uses a pot of water.

Dahua felt that grandma was so stingy, she definitely wouldn't cook with lard residue.

She walked behind the two little girls, "Wow, you dug up a lot of wild vegetables."

Nuanbao said softly, "The weather is getting warmer, wild vegetables are sprouting, and there are more wild vegetables at the foot of the mountain. If you want to dig, Sister Dahua, let's go together tomorrow?"

Where is Dahua thinking about digging wild vegetables?

What she cared about was obviously the candy they ate when they were digging wild vegetables.

At that moment, when Nuanbao said that she could take her there, Dahua nodded quickly, "I'll go, let's go together."

Nuan Bao hummed, "We showed grandma the wild vegetables."

Dahua watched them carrying small bamboo baskets and walking slowly to the main room.

She snorted.

She will go to put on a show tomorrow, and she will come back when the captain gives candies.

in the main room

Mrs. Jiang is picking the soybean seeds she left behind.

Only when the seeds are good, soybeans can grow well.

Some bean grains that have been yelled at by mice will definitely not germinate, so they must be picked out.

But this year, the number of mice in the house seems to be much less, and the soybeans are all round, which makes me happy when I see them.

"grandmother."

"Grandma."

Two small voices sounded at the door.

Mrs. Jiang put down the dustpan, looked up, and saw two well-behaved girls coming in with a bamboo basket on their backs, "Nuanbao, Xiangxiang is back, are you two hungry?"

Nuan Bao shook her head, she first helped Xiangxiang take down the bamboo basket, and then put down her own.

Show Mrs. Jiang the fresh and tender wild vegetables in the bamboo basket, "Grandma, look at the wild vegetables!"

Mrs. Jiang's eyes lit up, "Why did you dig so much? Where did you two go to dig?"

Nuanbao smiled sweetly, "Listen to grandma, don't go to dangerous places. Xiangxiang and I are at the foot of the mountain, and wild vegetables are growing all over the ground."

Xiangxiang nodded in agreement, "One tree at a time, one tree at a time."

Mrs. Jiang laughed so hard that she couldn't see her teeth, "Okay, I'll make wild vegetables for you to eat in the evening."

The two little girls clapped their hands happily, "Wild Vegetable Tuan Tuan, Wild Vegetable Tuan Tuan."

At this time, the sky outside gradually darkened.

Mrs. Jiang ouched, "I'm afraid it's going to rain, I have to collect my clothes."

She is about to get up.

Nuan Bao held grandma's finger, raised her head, and volunteered, "Don't worry about grandma, I'll take it."

Zhou Xiangxiang also echoed, "I will help too."

Mrs. Jiang smiled with a warm current in her heart, "When the two of you grow taller and reach the clothesline, I will take off the clothes and you two will help deliver them to the houses, okay?" ?”

Nuan Bao thought about it, yes.

To get clothes by myself, I have to step on stones.

I am used to stepping on it, if my sister Xiangxiang also steps on it, it will be bad if I fall down.

They followed Mrs. Jiang out.

Dahua has already started to collect the clothes, "Grandma, I think it's going to rain, I'll put away the clothes for my mother."

Mrs. Jiang looked up at the clothesline.

Dahua really only collected the clothes in her own room, and she couldn't let go of the ones that were stacked together, so she just put them aside.

This style of pie is almost carved out of the same mold as Zheng Zhaodi.

Mrs. Jiang didn't like it, so she gave a muffled hum.

Start collecting clothes.

The items from each room were collected together and delivered to the house by Nuanbao and Xiangxiang.

As soon as the clothes were collected, it rained.

Nuan Bao stood on the edge of the door, watching the rainwater falling from the eaves lined up in rows like rain curtains.

She said worriedly, "I don't know if my parents have shelter from the rain."

The young people in the production brigade of Mingyue Village were all sent out to open up wasteland by the commune before the spring plowing arrived.

The older the population, the more land there is, it will definitely not work.

It's just that although Qingfeng Town is located in the middle and lower reaches of the Yellow River Basin, there are many mountains and it looks like a large area, but in fact it is suitable for living and farming.

The land is dead, but people are alive. If there is no opportunity, we will create it ourselves.

The commune has raised this issue with the county for five or six years, and it was only approved this year.

It's just a big project in this age of relying on manpower and material resources to open up wasteland.

It may take several years of intermittent work to create a plain.

But the land is the lifeblood of everyone. As long as we can grow more land and distribute more food, we will not be afraid of no matter how hard or tired we are.

This is the simplicity of farmers.

Facing the loess and back to the sky, there are seeds in the eyes and hope in the heart.

Mrs. Jiang sighed, "With so many people, there must be a place to shelter from the rain. Don't worry about Nuanbao. When the rain subsides for a while, I will cook wild vegetables for you to eat."

Nuan Bao took the big bamboo hat and went to the north room, "Brother, it's raining."

Qin Xiyan watched as Nuanbao took out the pot of winter weed and put it under the eaves.

She squatted on the ground by herself, chanting to the weeds, "Drink water, drink more, ah! The rain has washed uncle's leaves clean!"

The male plant grass sucked the long-lost rain from the sky, and whispered, "I am the most handsome Dong Lingcao, boy, see if there is a green light on the top of uncle's head?"

Nuan Bao nodded quickly, "Yes, uncle's hair is green and shiny!"

Male Grass: "It's a small thing~ Actually, I can be more green."

It rained for more than two hours, and the rain deeply moistened the land. The weeds in the cracks in the wall drank enough water, and stretched their tender green leaves lazily.

Nuan Bao touched Weed's head, "Sister Xiaocao, you must not grow up in the cracks in the wall, otherwise Nuan Bao's house will collapse."

Little Nencao is still a little grass cub, she said timidly, "Okay...okay, don't grow up."

Nuan Bao touched its hair with a smile, "Your hair is so beautiful."

Xiaonencao: "Thank you...thank you."

Nuan Bao carried Dong Lingcao back and placed it in front of Qin Xiyan again.

Qin Xiyan: "..."

He had the illusion that this grass came to spy on him.

Nuan Bao went out and walked around, and came back excitedly, "Brother, the air outside smells like grass, do you want to go out and smell it?"

Facing Shang Nuanbao's expectant, watery big eyes, how could Qin Xiyan say the words of refusal?
He reluctantly gave up his principles, nodded, and compromised, "Okay."

(End of this chapter)