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- What shall we eat tonight? "The two of them wandered around the yard for a while, watching the sky and thinking about making dinner.
"How about having chicken stew tonight~?" Liu Junhao had been busy for a long time in the afternoon and was a little hungry. Now he saw the little hens in front of the courtyard and became interested.
The last time I ate chicken was when Zhang¡¯s mother came to meet her son-in-law. I hadn¡¯t eaten for a month, but now I¡¯m quite hungry.
It is said that the survival rate of the native chickens raised by ordinary farmers is very low when they first hatch out of the shell. They either get sick or are eaten by weasels, rats, etc. In the end, less than half of them may actually grow into adults.
Liu Junhao¡¯s group of chicks are quite impressive to him, and not a single one has been lost since hatching. Moreover, it has grown very fast. In less than two months, it has become half a pile and is completely ready to eat.
When Er Mazi came to buy eels, he would sigh every time he saw them, saying that these chicks are really cute.
The chickens he raises are of the same origin as those in Liu Junhao's courtyard, but they are quite different in size and their coat color is not so bright.
"It's better not to eat them now. It's a pity to eat these chickens now. Let's wait until they lay eggs. Let's make winter melon and mushroom soup tonight, which can clear away heat and diuresis."
It¡¯s winter melon again, and Liu Junhao suddenly looks sad. He doesn't object to eating winter melon, but he can't eat it every time. A few days ago, Zhang Qian heard someone tell me that eating winter melon in summer is not only good for beauty, but also can clear away heat and reduce internal heat, so she started doing it every day.
Seeing her about to pick the 50-60cm long winter melon beside the pond, Liu Junhao quickly stopped her and said, "This winter melon is being kept for planting. You can't pick it."
Don¡¯t look at the fact that there are only a few winter melon seedlings planted in the courtyard. But the winter melon has no fewer knots. And his size is terrifying. They all weigh almost forty or fifty kilograms.
¡° One winter melon like this can feed the two of them six or seven meals. Liu Junhao has enough food. In order not to eat winter melon anymore. He specially picked two and a half large winter melons for Er Mazi's family. Yesterday, Zhang Qian was still asking about the whereabouts of the winter melon field.
"Let's pick this one. We can finish it in one meal." Liu Junhao suggested quickly pointing to a bowl-sized winter melon.
"This winter melon has just grown. Let's wait and see." Zhang Qian said nothing but agreed.
"It has just grown. It has been growing for almost twenty days. Look at this mark. It was scratched with a knife when your nephew came last time." Zhang Qian, the second nephew, is very troublesome. The last time I came here, there was a lot of noise in the yard. After being stung by a bee, I lived happily all afternoon. But before leaving, something happened again. Use a knife to carve big characters on the surface of several large winter melons: "Zhang Jianhui is here for a visit"
"No. Why is this winter melon still so big? It seems that it has never grown?" Hear what he said. Zhang Qian immediately recalled it.
"How can they all be so big?" Before she could object, Liu Junhao had already picked the winter melons.
"You go to the backyard and use a net to catch some river shrimps, and then get some mushrooms to soak." Zhang Qian gave the order and started to get busy.
He had just taken down the small net bag from the wall, but he heard Zhang Qian yelling for him to hurry over and take a look.
¡°Look, what¡¯s wrong with this winter melon?¡±
Good guy, is this a winter melon or a watermelon? Liu Junhao was stunned when he saw this little winter melon.
The inside is filled with white winter melon pulp, but if you look closely, you will find a few reddish tinges. What is even more surprising is that there are many black watermelon seeds embedded in the melon.
This was the first time I had seen this thing. Liu Junhao quickly called Professor Zhao to come over and take a look. As soon as they heard that it was so special, all those naughty kids swarmed around.
Professor Zhao was amazed when he saw it. According to him, winter melon is easy to mutate. This should be the time when the winter melon flower is pollinated. It happened to be pollinated by the bumble bee that had just pollinated the watermelon. In the end, the winter melon grew into a watermelon.
The furry kid even tore off a small piece with his hands to try it, but he quickly spit it out and shouted, "It doesn't taste good at all. It tastes like winter melon."
Well, mushroom winter melon soup can not be eaten.
??????????????????????? But this is still a curiosity. Zhang Qian deliberately took a photo of it with her mobile phone and planned to upload it to the Internet for everyone to see after the meal.
Now the 18th floor has become Liujiagou¡¯s propaganda base. She and Liu Junhao upload some photos to it every now and then. Not to mention, the publicity effect is very good. Many people only learned about Liujiagou after seeing these photos.
And the photo of the butterfly colony that I posted last time was reposted by many websites. Every time after posting the photo, Zhang Qian felt a sense of accomplishment as she looked at the envious comments from netizens below.
After dinner, she occupied the computer and chatted with Suna Na. Liu JunHao Ze found Pang Xu's number and dialed it.
When I asked, I found out that this kid hadn¡¯t eaten yet. He only ate two bags of instant noodles a day. He could really bear it.
In fact, Liu Junhao is not very good at persuading people. The two of them talked miscellaneously for nearly half an hour before hanging up the phone. I don¡¯t know if Pang Xu listened.
After eating in the morning, Liu Junhao asked Wang
Get the key to the primary school gate, then take Chitu to the playground and tie it up
There was nothing to do after he came back, so he simply moved to a chair and sat under the poplar tree, reading a book.
The cry of cicadas on the branches echoed throughout the world, seeming to announce the arrival of summer. He used his book to look up in the dazzling sunlight, and saw a dozen cicadas crawling on a branch as thick as an arm.
¡°Probably because the bark of this tree is particularly thin and the juice is easy to suck, cicadas like to stay on it.
The leaves are quite sparse, and the small green leaves leave mottled shadows on the ground. The bunches of green seeds hung heavily on the treetops, suddenly looking a bit like unripe mountain grapes.
Although it looks pretty, it cannot be eaten. It tastes very bitter in your mouth. This thing is not of much use. Children usually pick a few strings from the tree when they are making guns.
Liu Junhao often played with the gun when he was a child. It is made of a bamboo pole as thick as a thumb. Remove the nodes at both ends of the embroidery section and make it into a bamboo tube. Find another section of chopsticks to complete.
When waiting for the shot, cut the chopsticks in half, seal both ends of the bamboo tube, then point the chopsticks hard at the bamboo tube and throw it, you will hear a crisp "pop" sound, and the chopsticks at the other end will He was beaten out.
Although this thing may seem simple, it also uses the principle of atmospheric pressure. Children will make several of them to play with each other during this season.
Two days ago, Liu Junhao had nothing to do and made one for Xiao Haoyu and Tongtong. Unexpectedly, these two little guys picked up their rifles and fired at the water ducks in the yard. The chickens and ducks were chased away for most of the day, and they did not dare to return. courtyard.
He was reading a book, and after a while, his thoughts were running out of ideas.
To say that his life is quite comfortable, he and Professor Zhao can't eat all the vegetables grown in the yard, and they even give many to the people in the village. Not to mention those chickens and ducks, selling scattered eggs and duck eggs can make a lot of money.
His thoughts wandered further and further, so he simply closed the book, half-lying on the chair and looking at his stone lock.
I didn¡¯t notice it for a few days, but there seemed to be a lot more bumble bees inside.
Various flowers in the stone lock are in full bloom, especially henna, which has now grown to the size of a small tree. There are probably dozens of flowers blooming on one plant.
"Hey, such a big lotus pod." When Liu Junhao glanced across the spring water, he discovered that a small lotus pod as big as the mouth of a bowl emerged from the lotus.
The lotus flowers in his spring are quite devilish. Not only are they blooming more than half a month earlier than outside, but the lotus pods are also the same.
"I'm afraid I'll get old if I don't eat this. Liu Junhao picked off the heavy lotus pods and prepared to eat them together when Zhang Qian came.
"WowUncle Liu, this is a lotus pod. When did you pick it?" Who knew that less than five minutes after it was placed on the stone slab, Xiao Zeyu and Tongtong ran in.
Well, looking at the eager eyes of the two little guys, Liu Junhao knew that the lotus pods could not be saved at all, so he shared the food with the two of them.
Several people peeled all the lotus seeds apart, and then Tongtong began to distribute them among the three people. The little girl's division was quite fair, everyone's quantity was equal.
Peel off the green lotus seed shell, and the white, fat and round lotus seeds will appear in the palm of your hand.
When you put this thing in your mouth, the aroma, crispness and sweetness are all released instantly, making people feel refreshing.
Liu Junhao was enjoying his taste, but he saw Xiao Haoyu and Tongtong both staring at the lotus seeds in his hand, obviously still unfinished.
"What are you doing? We just split it evenly." He didn't expect the two little guys to eat up all the lotus seeds so quickly.
"Uncle Liu, now go and see if there are any lotus pods in the lotus pond. Can you help us fix them?" The children were greedy, and they were addicted to the lotus seeds just now.
"No, I just found one after looking for a long time. What do you want to do here? Why don't you read the book?" Liu Junhao asked in confusion when he saw them holding long reed poles.
"Catch the old cicada. Feed the chickens if you catch them." Only then did Xiao Haoyu think of business, and he was about to hit him with the reed pole.
"No, you can only beat the cicadas away like this, let me catch them for you." Liu Junhao said, taking off the small net bag from under the eaves and tying it up.The top of the reed pole is used as a tool for catching cicadas.
Don¡¯t look at the two eyes of Cicada, which are quite big, but they are like blind eyes. Seeing that the net bag has been covered on the head, it still stops there motionless.
When he was thirty centimeters away from the tree trunk, Liu Junhao suddenly covered himself up, and immediately the cicada screamed loudly and started running around in the net bag.
"Caught, caught!" The two little guys also ran over quickly, pinched off the cicada's wings and threw them into the iron bucket.
Under his leadership, the three men moved from the yard to the woods and caught more than 20 cicadas in the iron bucket.
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