Fields of Gold

She thought, “Half a pound” in her mouth is about to come out, suddenly thinking that the ancient half a pound equals eight taels, isn't there the idiom "half a pound eight taels”? So he hastily changed his tongue: “Use four or two of each. ”

Vinegar and soy sauce cost her five cents. Forget it, my mother gave me 20 cents to spend on coins, Xiaolian's embroidery sold 100 texts, bought 10 texts of silk thread, used 30 texts of seasoning, hard stuffed my brother 10 texts, there are 80 texts left, not too much loser, right?

“Grumpy...” Dinner was early today, even if I was used to eating two small stones a day, I held the belly of Grumpy protest, bitter face, but didn't say to buy anything to eat.

There is a stall selling breakfast in the vegetable market yet to be confiscated. Little grass carefully carries the bought seasoning, walks over with his brother, asks for a bowl of hot soup, takes out his own rice cake pancakes, and first soaks one in the soup for his brother.

Hot soup is actually cabbage soup, seasoned with only salt, with a few drops of oil flowers floating on it. Honestly, it doesn't taste very good, but it's been stewed in a small stove until it's warm in the stomach. The pancakes I brought in in the morning were cold, and I soaked them in for a warm tummy, not to mention how comfortable they were.

Buying a breakfast boy, he looked at his siblings as if they were four or five years old, eating a spray pancake, throwing his arm at his father: “Dad, I want to eat that spray pancake too, buy me one! ”

The owner of the breakfast stall, seeing the green vegetables on the pancakes, asked strangely, "Where did you get these, little girl? How can there be green vegetables at this time? ”

Little rock eats this pancake with a big mouthful of pride: “Pancakes are made by my second sister, not green vegetables, but vegetables that we dug in the mountains. My second sister is very well crafted and no one else can make pancakes that good. ”

“I'm going to eat pancakes, Dad, Dad, I'm going to eat vegetable pancakes, wow...” Little guy looks at the rock and eats it so fragrant, he's drooling and crying for pancakes.

In the morning, Liu brought the remaining three pancakes to the two brothers, who broke one into a soup bowl and left one on the table. Little Grass said, "We still have a pancake. If you don't mind, why don't you give it to your little brother? ”

“What's wrong with that? You two don't have enough to eat!” Uncle selling breakfast whispered to the child and laughed embarrassingly at the siblings.

“Nothing, we had breakfast this morning, just wanted to have some hot soup and warm up.” Little grass couldn't make the little boy cry, and his snot blew bubbles. She and her brother had a pancake and drank another bowl of soup, which had already been padded. When she came home for dinner in the evening, she gave up the pancake.

The old man who bought breakfast thought about it and said, "Thank you. I won't charge you for the soup you two drink. Consider it your thanks. ”

A bowl of hot soup is worth a penny. Save a penny. After thanking Yu Xiaocao, he left the food market with his brother. Before the scheduled time, he came to the city gate. Uncle Ma's donkey car was full of people, waiting for their two sisters.

It took 30 words to buy the seasoning. If Liu knew, he would say it for a while. I can't even eat at home. What else can I get for you?

When she arrived home, Little Grass pushed open the door, carefully probed in, and did the embroidered Lotus in the courtyard. She looked sneaky and chuckled: “Little Grass, what have you done wrong? Don't worry, Mama's not home! ”

Grass walked in safely and put her mouth to rest. “Who did the wrong thing? But I bought some spices back and was afraid of being read by my mother, saying that I was just spending money.” This is the rest of the money from selling embroidery.

“As I said, you can spend the rest of your money at random. How can buying spices be a waste of money?” Xiao Lian picked it up and weighed it down, strangely enough: “How much did you buy for the sauce? Why is there so little money? ”

She embroidered five bags, which used to only sell seventy-five characters. Today, the grass is only five more characters than usual, and it can still be measured.

Xiaograss told the owner of the embroidery shop about the price increase and said: “Xiaolian, don't tell your mother about the seasoning, I am useful! ”

“What's the matter? Don't let your mother know!” Yu Hippo limped out of the house with his legs and looked at his two lovely daughters with a smile. His leg, now he can walk without crutches.

“It's okay, it's okay! Dad, can you do this bamboo tube? Can you do two for me when you're free? I want it back!” Little grass crossed the subject and handed the bamboo tube with soy sauce to Yuhai's hand.

“It's the easiest bamboo job to take down your father's.” Yuhai smelled the bamboo barrel and smiled: “Soy sauce? If you call it a kilo of five-flower meat again, make a bowl of red roasted meat... that would be awesome! ”

Ever since Yuhai's own mother died, he hasn't tasted red roast meat, and he nostalgically slapped his mouth a few times.

Grass hastily grabbed the soy sauce from him and stressed again: "These spices are useful to me and I can't move! By the way, where's Mom? ”

“Aunt Zhou's wife next door received a big deal and asked her to help kill the chicken tomorrow.” Xiaolian picked up the sauce in her hand and put it in the secret corner of the kitchen.

Yuhai greets Little Rock: “Son, go and cover the quilt with Dad... Our dish is not bad, it only takes five days to send out half an inch of tall vegetable buds. When it was warm in the past spring, I didn't see it grow so fast...”

Of course, she grew up fast, and every day she poured vegetables with spiritual stone water. Little Grass felt her nose faintly, "I went to Aunt Zhou's house to see if I needed any help.” He ran off in a smoke.

The Fong family went to collect and sell chickens and eggs today. Master Huang's father's 60th birthday in town required more than 30 chickens to set up a banquet. The purchasing manager ordered 40 chickens from her, demanded that they be packed today and sent to her in the morning.

She hurried back. The family didn't have enough people. She had to kill the chicken in the afternoon. She had to pull out the chicken hair and clean it up. The man was not home, afraid that his three mothers could not make a big mistake, so he asked Liu's help.

When Grass arrived, the Zhou Linglong sisters were burning hot water in the kitchen. Fang Shi was working on a kitchen knife and was killing chickens. Five or six roosters were already lying on the floor, and her mother, Liu, next to a large wooden basin, was pouring hot water from a barrel into the wooden basin containing three dead chickens who had not yet faded.

“Mother, Aunt Chow, I'm here to help you!” Little grass frowned and stared at the blood of a chicken on the floor, greeting her with a carefree mouth.

Fang Shi picked up a chicken with his feet tied, pulled a small piece of chicken hair around his neck. He was about to take a knife. He heard the voice and looked at it. “Is the weed back?" I knew you were going to town today, and the two of us were together. How'd it go in town? ”

“Aunt Zhou, don't you want any chicken blood?” Grass answered unquestionably and looked with regret at the chicken's blood that had infiltrated the earth.

Fang Shi stunned. "Why do you want chicken blood? It's not good! ”

Yu Xiaograss blinked her eyes and said: "You can eat chicken blood! If you do it well, you can't eat the smell. Eating blood to make up blood, chicken blood can make up blood to make up blood, can also remove wind, live blood, network! ”

“Uh... chicken blood has so many advantages, I really haven't heard of it, who said that?” The knife in Fang's hand hesitated to know if it should be rubbed against the chicken's neck.

Yu Xiaograss rushed into the kitchen and asked Zhou Coral to grab a pottery pot and put it in front of Fang Shi. "Aunt Zhou, listen to me. If the chicken blood is well made, it's delicious and delicious. Chicken blood can be made soup with tofu, or cabbage can be stewed. If it is halogenated, it is soft and smooth, let alone delicious! ”

“The boy, he said, was dripping my saliva. All right, leave all the chicken blood for you. Don't forget to bring Aunt Zhou a bowl...” Fang Shili landed a knife on the chicken's neck, fresh red blood, and poured into the pottery pot.

Little grass seemed to see the food floating in front of her, and she couldn't help but eat it immediately with chicken blood. More than two months after the end of the year, let's not say it's dirty, but you can't even open up the coarse grain. These days, you've ruined her!

“What are you waiting for? Aren't you here to help? Go home and fetch our sink. Pull the chicken feathers together. Hurry up!” The Liu family glanced at her daughter with a smile and spoiled freak in her tone.

“Okay!” Grass promised to fly out.

Fang Shi looked at her happy back and smiled: “Sister Mu Yun, your family must have made a run for it. You see, since you moved out, your man's legs have been fine, the body bones of the little grass have been stiff, and you haven't been sick again. Don't worry, your family will definitely get over it. When Kaichun's family hatches chickens, grab some and raise them, lay eggs and make up for the kids, see if you and the kids are thin..."

Liu's head smiled gently at her. As she moved out, she smiled more and more. She grinned, skilfully pulled the chicken hair on her hand, the wood pot was hot, and the air was slightly fishy...

When Little Grass came back, she was watching Liu slice the chicken's stomach, pull the guts out of it, and throw them on the ground beside her. She asked, “Do you want to throw all this away? ”

Liu Shi glanced at her and said, “You're not going to eat something that stinks like this, are you? It's full of chicken shit. Make it and eat it yourself! All right, don't be lazy. Bring me the chicken that Aunt Chow killed. I'll burn it, you just pull the chicken hair! ”

“Grass, do well! If you do well, your aunt will pay you ten cents...” The Fong family laughed and promised when they saw that grass work was as good as wood.

Liu Shi shrugged: "Country folks, do me a favor and pay for what! Besides, how much help can one of her children do..."