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- Chapter 492: Looking for a leader
"Isn't this coming to see you? I've been out for more than a month and I don't know how to call your grandma. The old lady comes to our house every day to inquire." What Aunt Zhang Qian just said was good, but when she saw He Yifan - she He couldn't believe that the person standing in front of him was his son.
When I was at home, I was white and fat, with a rosy complexion. Now I am tanned and shiny, as if I just came out of the black coal mine. Fortunately, she was in good spirits, otherwise she would have suspected Zhang Qian and the others of abusing her son.
In fact, the problem of tanning can be completely avoided. Zhang Qian suggested that He Yifan drink a few cups of local honey every day or apply some honey on his face, but this person was not used to the taste of honey and finally ignored it.
Looking at her son¡¯s appearance, Aunt Zhang Qian felt extremely distressed. Her son had never suffered any hardship since he was a child, but she didn¡¯t expect that he would now be forced to go to Liujiagou to suffer. She insisted on dragging He Yifan home, saying that this work was not done by humans, and we didn¡¯t want it no matter how much money we made. Don¡¯t you just want to buy a computer? Mom will pay for it
Liu Junhao finally understood that it was not that He Yifan had no idea, but that he was beaten down by Aunt Zhang Qian. The way she educates her children is wrong, she is too doting on her children. He Yifan is seventeen or eighteen years old. At this age, it is possible to become a father in rural areas. Now she still treats her son as a child and has no intention of letting him have sex. No wonder he has developed such a character.
¡°You must not raise your children like this in the future. You must cultivate their sexual nature. Liu Junhao made up his mind again.
Fortunately, this time He Yifan didn't listen to the old man's intention of not going back, and insisted on earning money to buy a computer.
Uncle Zhang Qian thought it was right to let her son come to Liujiagou, at least now he knew he was making money. Finally, he persuaded his wife and said that it was a good thing to let the children exercise. Besides, one¡¯s own children are children, but other people¡¯s children are not. Haven¡¯t you seen how many children younger than him in Liujiagou are also cracking cicada shells?
When his parents arrived, it was naturally impossible for He Yifan to crack the cicada shell.
A group of people were sitting under the neem tree to enjoy the cool air. Liu Junhao hugged a big hu¨¡ peel and was about to cut Jianhui when he shouted, "Uncle, I don't eat watermelon. I will go to the backyard to pick melons to eat."
¡°Pick one for me too,¡± He Yifan warned from behind. Whatever they eat every day will feel normal. After eating enough hu¨¡ skin, they now feel that melon tastes better.
Liu Junhao didn¡¯t deliberately plant melons. He only planted five melons in the backyard and planned to eat them at home. Nourished by the spring water, these melon seedlings are doing very well. They can pick two or three bowl-sized melons every day. It is already August, and the flowers on the melon seedlings are still in full bloom, and they are probably going to bear some fruit.
"This watermelon is really good. Some time ago, we had a few of the watermelons you sent us. We ate them for half a month. The last one was even thought of spoiling. Who knows, it will still be sweet and chewy." Zhang Qian My aunt took a piece of watermelon and sighed.
"Haha, this watermelon will be fine if stored at room temperature for two months." Liu Junhao replied with a smile. He did an experiment and last year he ate his own watermelons until November.
"Is it raining?" Uncle Zhang Qian was holding a watermelon and munching on it. He felt a few drops of rain falling on his head. He quickly looked up to the sky, but the sun was shining brightly.
"Haha, uncle, it's the urine of cicadas." After saying this, Xiao Jianhui took the bamboo pole from the side and hit it on the neem tree a few times. The cicadas were frightened and ran away with a few "squeaks" before leaving. Not forgetting to drop a few drops of urine on everyone's heads.
There were guests at home, so when it was getting dark, Liu Junhao led everyone to dig cicadas in the courtyard. In half an hour's work, more than twenty were caught, and a dish could be cooked at night.
Liu Junhao also wanted to fry an eel plate, but Aunt Zhang Qian stopped him and said that he had eaten a lot of watermelon in the afternoon and he was not hungry at all now, so just keep it simple.
So he went to the chicken coop to mow a few eggs, get some dried Chinese toon, and make Chinese toon scrambled eggs. Pick some freshly picked cucumbers from the vegetable field, smash a few cloves of garlic into them and mix them coldly, then make a loofah and stir-fry the meat.
"Xiao Hao, are there any Smilax cocos on your mountain? One of my sisters asked me to help dig some before we came here." After dinner the next morning, Aunt Zhang Qian asked as she was clearing the table.
"Smilax, what is this?" Zhang Qian looked at her husband suspiciously.
"There's nothing strange about it. It's the dog's head on our mountain. Its scientific name is Smilax smilax." Liu Junhao explained later, "There are some, but they were dug up almost all in the past few years. Now if you want to dig them up, you need to go to the mountains to find them." .¡±
Smilax cocos is a kind of Chinese medicinal material. Now is the time to dig it up. Remove the fibrous roots, wash and dry it, and then it can be sold as medicinal material. This is the ingredient in the "Smilax Turtle Soup" often consumed by Cantonese people. It is said that this soup has a very good dehumidification effect.
Liujiagou people have a tradition of digging dog heads, but they were not used as medicinal materials at first, but as food during times of famine. Goulangtou contains starch, which can be extracted and used to bake pancakes.
Liu Junhao once heard the old people say that we should start from "dog Langtou".Extracting starch here is not an easy task. First, dig out the root of the dog's head, rinse it with clean water, slice it, dry it in the sun, then grind it into powder, then use a sieve to remove wood fiber and other impurities, and finally wrap it with gauze and put it in a water tank to settle. After a day or two of hard work, a layer of white starch will be left at the bottom of the water tank, which can be used to make porridge or pancakes. It becomes a life-saving thing in times of famine.
¡°However, the younger generation has never caught up with this kind of thing. Most of them only heard about it from the elderly at home. At that time, there was a famine in the spring, and people had to go up the mountains to dig for several months every year. The spring famine was not over until after the Dragon Boat Festival and the wheat harvest.
"It's strange. Ten or twenty years ago, there were a lot of dogheads on the mountain and they grew very big. No matter how hard you dig, you can¡¯t finish it.
Later, when people stopped digging, there were much fewer of these things. When Liu Junhao and his friends were children, they also tore off the vines when they went up to the mountains to play. Its tubers were hard to find, and the vines were often broken when they were pulled halfway.
But the fruit on the vine tastes good, a little pink.
Later, this stuff became a traditional Chinese medicine and was purchased in large quantities in the town. Adults and children went to the mountains to dig. There were pits dug with dog heads all over the mountains and fields, which was shocking and sad.
A few years ago, when the mountains were closed for forestation, Goulangtou recovered. In addition, there are many ways for people to find money now, and few people go digging in the mountains anymore. Aunt Zhang Qian wants to dig, she should be able to dig a lot.
In fact, there are many kinds of Goulangtou Liu Junhao stone locks, and the quality is definitely better than those outside. According to his idea, he would dig some for them later, and don't let people bother going up the mountain anymore. But Aunt Zhang Qian disagreed and even said she wanted to dig it herself in the mountain.
Well, Liu Junhao could only let his wife-in-law take care of the two little babies at home, while he led a group of people up the mountain to find Goulangtou.
There are quite a few vines growing on a nearby hillside, but unfortunately they are all thin vines that have just grown in the past two years. The tubers growing from the bottom are very small, and there is no value in digging them.
But probably because few people come here, there are a lot of cicada shells in the bushes, and most of them are attached to the half-meter-high wormwood leaves, so you can just reach out and pick them. He Yifan and others were very excited. They immediately threw away their shovels and turned around to pick up the cicada shells.
Aunt Zhang Qian didn¡¯t want to run away anymore. She even said that with so many Smilax smilax seedlings, she could just dig some small ones.
"Auntie, I definitely can't dig it up." Seeing her insistence, Liu Junhao had no choice but to give an example. He squatted down and picked a thicker vine to dig up. After a few shovels, there was still a thin vine in the soil, and no tubers were found. .
Aunt Zhang Qian couldn¡¯t find it, so she could only follow Liu Junhao to look for it in the mountains.
As for the few little guys, they were busy picking up cicada shells, so naturally they did not follow. I wanted to take Xiaopi over to explore the way, but after a while, this guy ran away to nowhere.
Liu Junhao led them to a ravine, which was formed by mountain torrents. Later, the rocks collapsed and the mountain stream changed its course, turning it into a dry ravine. The bottom of the ditch is covered with thorn seedlings, thorn branches and other wild grasses, so it is also a natural paradise for foxes, rabbits, badgers, insects and other small animals.
"However, people from Liujiagou rarely enter this ditch, mainly because there are many snakes in it, and they are all quite large.
After hearing his description, Aunt Zhang Qian began to back off. Fortunately, as soon as he entered the bottom of the ditch, Liu Junhao found several thick vines.
He and Uncle Zhang Qian immediately started digging with shovels. After digging a few times, they suddenly heard a soft crash above their heads.
Aunt Zhang Qian stood up in confusion, but when she looked around, there was nothing.
She thought it was her lack of attention, but as soon as she knelt down, the sound of "clatter, clatter, clatter" started again.
"Xiaohao, what's that sound?" Uncle Zhang Qian also felt something was wrong.
¡°Maybe it¡¯s some wild thing, it¡¯s okay.¡± There are many wild animals in this ravine, so it¡¯s normal to see movement. Liu Junhao replied and continued to wave the shovel. Little did he know that the ravine he had just described was a bit scary, which made Aunt Zhang Qian and the two of them fearful.
As soon as the words fell to the ground, the voice sounded again in the grass in front. This time they all saw it clearly. It seemed like something was moving in the grass.
"It's just that the grass is too deep, so I can't see it clearly.
"It can't be a python, right?" Uncle Zhang Qian said, holding the shovel in front of her chest.
"Let me take a look." Liu Junhao picked up the shovel and walked forward.
He walked to the patch of wormwood and searched carefully for a while, but found no trace of the snake. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he saw a half-clear bamboo pole next to him. Liu Junhao squatted down and pulled suddenly.
"Mom!" A voice shouted in the distance, and a person fell out of the grass. It was the furry child.
Behind him, a few guys came out laughing.
"You naughty kids, break out of the cicada shell and run away"Why are you going so far away? You are not afraid of encountering a big snake, and you are deliberately trying to scare people. "Liu Junhao was so angry that he twisted the ears of the stupid kid and scolded them.
"It hurts, it hurts, Uncle Xiao Hao, we are here to cut wild celery."
"Cut wild celery, what do you want to do, and do you want to do something bad?" Without guessing, Liu Junhao knew that these guys must have some crooked idea.
Some time ago, they didn¡¯t know who they heard said that drinking peppermint oil can increase height, so they went up the mountain and cut half a snakeskin bag of peppermint to boil peppermint oil. Fortunately, they were discovered early, otherwise these guys would have drunk it in their stomachs.
And this wild celery is even more toxic, so it would be bad if it causes trouble.
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