Zhang Fangyuan was angry for a while. He said that he was his eldest uncle, but in order to win over the villagers, he even invited the Guang family who he didn't deal with. He thought that it was impossible for him to go to their house. He made a direct move, but it turned out to be embarrassing in person.

    He walked on his own, and unexpectedly reached Haitang Bay, which Xu He had said earlier was good for mowing grass.

    Although this land was called Haitang Bay, there were no crabapples, only a large flat slope, covered with grass, even the tenacious ones in winter were still luxuriant. Going up was an old bamboo forest.

    Half of Zhang Fangyuan's anger subsided, thinking that it was not worth getting angry about these things, so he just cut some grass and went back to feed the horses.

    But he remembered that he was only carrying tools for slaughtering pigs, and suddenly a sickle was handed over to him, and his eyes lit up.

    "Why are you here?"

    Xu He was carrying a densely woven small backpack and a big hoe: "I should be the one who asked you why you are here."

    "Your parents are helping my eldest uncle, your sister also went there, Why don’t you go?”

    “You didn’t go, and it’s not surprising that I didn’t go.” After finished speaking, Xu He felt that the words seemed a little ambiguous, and added: “The family members have gone out. My mother asked me to watch the house."

    "Since she asked you to watch the house, why you come out?"

    After speaking, Zhang Fangyuan felt that he had said something wrong.

    "I went to my eldest uncle's house. They invited the Guang family. I didn't deal with them, so I left."


    He brought up the matter just now, and Xu He raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Don't be angry, If the charcoal doesn’t fall on the back of your foot, you won’t feel pain.”

    Zhang Fangyuan laughed: "Are you still comforting me?"

    "I didn't comfort you, I’m telling the truth." Xu He suddenly remembered that Zhang Fangyuan bought candied haws to coax him when he was changing the bandage of his wound in the city. He always felt that Zhang Fangyuan was looking at him as a child who hadn't grown up. He said these words like a joke, and he was a little embarrassed: "I'll go first."

 


    "Are you going up the mountain ? Are you going to dig bamboo shoots?"

    Xu He glanced at his hoe and responded. There were winter bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest on this side of Haitang Bay, peeled off the thick coat, the bamboo shoots inside were tender yellow, and made them into soup and stew, they were crispy and fresh. They were only available in winter, and they would rot directly in the ground after winter. It couldn’t grow into bamboo, as if it was born to grow to make delicious food.

    Winter bamboo shoots could be sold for five or six copper coins a catty when they were in good condition, and they were what people in the city called mountain delicacy.

    But these winter bamboo shoots were not easy to dig. They were not like ordinary bamboo shoots that grew tall and could be found in the mountains. They were buried in the soil and could only be found by digging along the bamboo whip (竹 鞭子)


    It was expensive for a reason. It was delicious, and it required a lot of manpower.

    "I went to the other villages this year, and I didn't catch up with digging bamboo shoots. At this time, the woods have been turned upside down by the villagers, so it's hard to find bamboo shoots." Zhang Fangyuan put the sickle back into Xu He's back basket, and changed the thought of mowing the grass: "Let's go, I'll dig with you."

    Xu He frowned: "This...you come with me..."

    Zhang Fangyuan strode ahead: "Don't worry, most people in the village, all went to my eldest uncle's house for dinner today, no one comes to this mountain, who can see."

    "I'm not talking about that."

    Zhang Fangyuan paused, touched his chin, and smiled maliciously: "Are you afraid that I will do something to you?"

    Xu He squinted at him, who could stare at himself without any brain problems, how could he look at a shriveled and dark little ge’er without blinking: "I want to say who owns the bamboo shoots and how to divide them , I only have a hoe here."


    Zhang Fangyuan was stunned, and couldn't help laughing: "Why are you so money-obsessed?"

    Xu He didn't bother to talk to him, grabbed the back rope with both hands, and walked in the front, followed by a huge pug. He heard that there were wild boars in the forest at the end of Haitang Bay. He was actually a little scared to dig bamboo shoots in the forest alone, but there was no need to worry about it now.

    Only the wild boars were scared when they saw Zhang Fangyuan.

    Zhang Shicheng chased all the way to Haitang Bay before he saw Zhang Fangyuan. From afar, he saw his nephew chatting with a ge’er for a while, smiling like a fool, he immediately relaxed his brows, and stepped back without interrupted them, and let the two go to the mountain forest together.

    He went back alone with his hands behind his back.

    Zhang Fangyuan took Xu He's hoe: "This hoe is used by your father. It's not okay for you to hold it. The work will definitely be heavy after a while. You should use a smaller hoe."

    "Our family doesn't have it, there are so many things to pay attention to, and you can use what you have."


    "I have big and small knives and also farming tools at home. After spring, if the tools in your family is not easy to use. Come to my house and get them. I will lend them to you."

    Xu He wondered why he was so enthusiastic, so he responded.

    When the two entered the bamboo forest, the hoe never left Zhang Fangyuan's hand, and he was the only one who dug the soil and bamboo shoots.



    When digging winter bamboo shoots, Xu He could only dig wildly, and dug wherever the soil was slightly messy, like the soil that had been turned upside down. He was even more like a headless chicken. And Zhang Fangyuan was used to dig winter bamboo shoots. His father had good hands at digging winter bamboo shoots in the village when he was alive, and he passed on some tricks to him.

    First of all, winter bamboo shoots grew along the direction of the bamboo whip. Dug along the direction of the bamboo whip depended on the growth of the bamboo. Only when the bamboo leaves were lush, it could be easy to grow bamboo shoots. It was not wrong to look for such bamboo and find his bamboo whip.
    Not long after, Zhang Fangyuan used a hoe to pull out the tips of the bamboo shoots, and shoveled the roots of the winter bamboo shoots as soon as the hoe went down.

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