SFS Chapter 165 Brotherhood cannot be spoken casually
Chapter 165 Brotherhood cannot be spoken casually
If you put up a wooden frame outside in this season, you have to build a roof, which can more or less block the cold wind at night. After all, there is a big temperature difference between morning and evening in the mountains, and it is not a warm season yet.
The roof is also very simple, just a triangular shape, covered with a layer of tarpaulin, and branches, leaves or hay are spread on the outside of the tarpaulin.
It can shelter from wind and rain, and hide from people's eyes. Looking from a distance, it is still green and does not attract attention.
You can just lay down their palm mattresses and sleep on them without feeling uncomfortable at all.
Of course, this work was done by the strong laborers. The old ladies and women were responsible for steaming the buns, while the old men and the boys continued to pinch the tender shoots of the Chinese cabbage.
Shen Youyou led the young ladies to separate the leaves and flowers of the tender buds, and spread them out to dry in the sun.
While working, Shen Zhiqiu noticed a spider on a tree with its web upright. He nudged Hunter Gao with his arm and said, "Uncle Gao, look, is it going to rain?"
Hunter Gao looked at the weather. It was sunny and there was no sign of rain. "No, the crows are calling during the Waking of Insects and the ground is dry during the Spring Equinox. How can there be so much spring rain?"
Shen Zhiqiu was still a little worried: "Let's be careful and try to avoid those trees that are particularly tall, especially those that are single and stand out from the crowd. Once it's cloudy and rainy, it's likely to thunder."
After hearing what Shen Zhiqiu said, everyone started to pay attention and deliberately chose shorter trees that would not be struck by lightning.
Don’t worry about whether it will rain or not. Even if you spend some time in advance, it is much better than if it rains and something really happens.
None of these guys are cunning or lazy. In fact, it is not true to say that the ancient people were not cunning or lazy.
From what Shen Zhiqiu could see, Shen Mazi, Shen Fugui and Shen Wangfu were the three most thoughtful and perceptive people in their clan.
The only shortcoming is that in ancient times, people did not travel far, encountered fewer things, and lived in the village, where there were not so many intrigues, so it was not so prominent before!
But along the way, these three people were really useful. They taught everything with great care and were able to get started very quickly. Now they can all help Shen Zhiqiu manage the team.
Of course, these three feel like the best in their generation except for himself. The next generation of guys are also okay. He needs to take care of them and train them well in the future. Now is the time for them to train more.
At this moment, Master Shen came over.
Holding two large pig tusks tied with straw ropes, it was obvious that the head was not the two that were hunted now, but the tusks of the largest wild boar that was hunted that day in winter.
The old man held it up like he was presenting a treasure: "Little Sanzi, put it around your neck. I have been drilling holes in these two pig tusks for the whole winter."
Shen Zhiqiu was puzzled: "Grandpa, why do you still keep it?"
The old man said: "It can ward off evil spirits. The bigger the tusk, the better it can ward off evil spirits. How can you throw away a wild boar tusk weighing more than a thousand pounds?"
Shen Zhiqiu was a little touched. He took it and put it around his neck. In fact, he thought, since it was for warding off evil spirits, he might as well give one each to his daughter and son.
The old ladies used yam and kudzu root powder to make dough, and the women rolled out the dough and made dumplings.
The big pot is set up, the steamer is placed on top, the water boils, and the steam rises.
In this smokey and hot atmosphere, they were still chatting enthusiastically.
The old ladies smiled with their gap-toothed faces showing. They were thrifty, but who wouldn’t want to eat something good?
Mrs. Fang said: "It's actually quite nice to live in the mountains. There aren't so many people to harm us, and we can still find so much food."
Old Mrs. Hua also laughed at this and said, "Of course not, otherwise why would our fourth child always say that the food in the desert is better than the food at home!"
Old Mrs. Tian hadn't contradicted her sister-in-law for a long time. This time, she couldn't help but said:
"You just can't bear to eat. The third brother has bought a lot of land for the family and given a lot of money. Who can you blame if you don't eat good food?"
Old Lady Hua was not angry. After going through so much, she was already extremely grateful to God for being alive. Instead, she said earnestly:
"I'm thinking of saving more money, in case I can take the imperial examination in the future. If San'er wants to take the exam again, can we give him some money?"
Shen Zhixia's mother-in-law, Old Lady Wang, also interrupted:
"We have lived a hard life for most of our lives. Who can afford to spend lavishly? Money can make a hero fall, not to mention that we all have families to support."
Many people agree with this statement. It’s not that they like to live in misery, but they are afraid that if something happens and they need money but can’t take it out, they become frugal out of habit.
The little kids did nothing but hang around their grandmothers and mothers who were cooking. Shen Yuanbao led the way, with a bunch of kids holding hands and forming a circle.
He jumped and shouted, and even knocked down several people.
But even if they fell down, no one cried or made a fuss. They just stood up and casually brushed off the dirt on their bodies.
He was still shouting: "It's the New Year, it's the New Year!"
They were laughing so hard and were really supportive. Looking at them one by one, they seemed to be going crazy.
The women who see this are all worried. Don’t get too excited, or you may wet the palm mat when you sleep at night!
Shen Zhidong, who was working, endured it again and again, but he couldn't help it anymore and scolded his son with a smile:
"What kind of New Year are you celebrating? You just celebrated the New Year and you're celebrating it again? You talk nonsense all day long and you can't stop gloating over delicious food!"
When Shen Luming saw his brother Yuanbao being scolded, he immediately behaved himself. This was definitely not the time to talk about brotherhood, and he should stop showing off. It would not be worthwhile to take them with him.
There is strength in numbers. When the buns come out of the pot, the transparent bun skin is wrapped with green filling, and each bun has a thin skin and a large filling.
It is obvious that the old ladies know how to live and eat as much food as they can.
The steamed buns are very big, and I think the little kids can be full with just one.
Everyone just squatted on the ground, the buns were still hot.
But there was no way to stop them from eating it one bite after another.
Shen Luming sat on his father's lap, waited for his father to cool it down, then took a careful bite. His big, bright black eyes curved into crescents while eating!
"Is it delicious?"
Shen Zhiqiu asked his son while blowing on the buns to cool them down.
This child, today, refused to be fed by his wife, and refused to eat with his sisters, let alone hang out with the other kids. He insisted on sitting on his lap, eating a bun and drinking a bowl of pork soup with him.
It was as if his buns and pork soup were tastier than the ones in the pot.
He blew on the pork soup in the bowl again and said, "Come on, open your mouth!"
Shen Luming sipped the soup, then turned his head to look around and found that everyone was also slurping soup and eating buns.
She quickly used her oily little mouth to give Shen Zhiqiu a kiss on the face. She felt shy after the kiss, and with the oil on her mouth, she went to Shen Zhiqiu's neck.
But she was shy but didn't forget to express her joy: "Dad, the meat buns are so delicious, so greasy, you should eat more too!"
Shen Zhiqiu was very happy because his son had learned to act like a spoiled child, and when he did, he was even more lovable than a little girl.