Chongxi little husband

The embarrassment in dialect is only for a while, and when I get busy later, I forget all the embarrassments in the morning.

On the trellis on the right corner of the front yard, the climbing vines also sprouted new leaves. Fortunately, the sun is not as it is in summer, and it is quite comfortable to bask in the sunshine in the spring morning.

On one side of the stone table is a young man lying on his stomach. At the moment, he is holding a brush and writing with a correct attitude. At the other end, he is also writing and calculating in dialect. Recorded, watched very intently, and occasionally took time to look at the two teenagers at the other end.

There is a leaf hanging directly above the heads of the four of them, swaying with the wind, occasionally refracting the sunlight and flashing crystal light.

Quiet and peaceful.

Zhang Yi peeked at his brother while he was writing, seeing that Zhang Ji was concentrating on the book in his hand, or turning his head to look at his brother-in-law. Winking, it's a pity that the little friend was too focused and didn't find his password.

I couldn't help being a little anxious, but I didn't dare to make any noise, and my buttocks began to move around on the stone bench.

"Zhang Yi, if you move again, write an extra hundred characters."

After the voice-changing period completely faded away, the deep voice turned into a warm and comfortable voice, and now it was faintly sung, but it made Zhang Yi freeze for a moment, and he didn't dare to move again.

Dialect couldn't help being amused when he heard that he took the time to glance up over there while he was busy, but he didn't say anything and then continued to lower his head and go about his own business.

Anyway, Zhang Ji is doing it for Zhang Yi's good. Although according to my uncle and aunt, I have given up my son and took the imperial examination, but Dialect thinks that even so, it is good to be able to read and understand books.

Therefore, Zhang Ji was strict with the two of them in their studies, and he seldom offered to help them. Later, even his uncles, aunts, grandparents, and grandparents pleaded for the two of them in their studies.

Over time, no matter how much Zhang Yi didn't want to study, he had to sit obediently every time he came to study.

So after being warned by Zhang Ji, Zhang Yi had no choice but to calm down and continue writing big characters, and he didn't dare to look around anymore, for fear that his brother would really ask him to write more later.

The courtyard became peaceful again.

It wasn't until nearly noon that the tranquility was broken.Chen Daniu pushed the door in while holding the plow and pulling his trouser legs. Thanks to his strength, he was holding something wrapped in wild taro leaves in his pocket.

Since he came to work in Zhang's family four years ago, Chen Daniu has almost become a long-term worker in Zhang Ji's family, and he couldn't persuade him to leave.In the end, the dialects saw that he really worked hard, and he took over all the heavy and heavy work at home. Although he ate a lot, judging from his ability to work as two or three of them alone, this was also true. It's really worth it, and after getting along for a while, this person looks fierce, but in fact he has a pretty good temper.

Knowing the kind of repaying kindness, it is not like the rumors at all, so the dialect Zhang Ji also acquiesced in his staying to help with work, and this stay has been up to now.

And Chen Daniu, needless to say, went to plow the field the next day with the plow on his back.

It's just that I came back a little early today, and yelled loudly as soon as I entered the door.

"Hey! You are all here."

Dialect turned to look at it and said with a smile: "Are you back? It's been hard work, let's sit and rest for a while, and I'll cook right away."

"Hey, good." Chen Daniu smiled, and put the plow under the wall, seeing that Fang Yan had already left and there was no one else in the yard, so he pulled up the hem of his clothes to wipe the sweat off his face without much scruple.

Zhang Yi looked at the leaf pocket in his hand very curiously, "Brother Big Niu, what is that?"

"Oh, you said this, it's a snail." Chen Daniu strode over and put the thing directly on the table, and said with a smile: "I found it when I was plowing the field today, so I picked some back. Anyway, your family doesn't raise snails. Are you eating chicken? I heard Brother Yan say that chickens also eat meat, so I thought that chickens would also eat this."

As soon as Zhang Yi heard it, he lost interest a lot. He also knew about those little things. He used to pick them up and play with the children in the village.

These are often found in rivers or canals, and he thought they were some kind of wild fruit.

Seeing Zhang Yi's disappointed expression, Chen Daniu couldn't help laughing again, Zhang Ji didn't say anything, but just started to clean up the paper, pens and books on the table. After washing my hands, I was covered in mud. I was afraid of soiling the paper and books, so I didn’t go forward again. I took the snails back to wash and change clothes, and the chicken coop happened to be on the way.

When passing by the door of the kitchen, dialect came out to pour water, and asked casually what those things were, Chen Daniu replied again, and couldn't help laughing again when he mentioned Zhang Yi, "Haha, Xiaobao thought I was taking food. "

I didn't want to speak in dialect, but was a little surprised. I came out and lifted the leaf to look, "Is it a snail? It's quite big... Are there any snails at this time?"

Seeing that he was interested, Chen Daniu lowered it a little so that he could see more clearly. He couldn't help being a little puzzled when he heard the words behind him, "Isn't this thing found in the water?"

Dialect was taken aback, let alone, in fact, he didn't know exactly when these snails were found, anyway, he remembered that they were often found in street stalls in the night snack market, and people loved to eat them.

Even in this life, he hasn't eaten it yet, and he hasn't noticed it before.

Sour bamboo shoots, peppers, perilla, snails...

No, my saliva has already started to flow!

Fang Yan swallowed, staring at the snails in the leaf pocket, his eyes glowed unconsciously.

"what happened?"

Zhang Ji, who has been paying attention to this side since the dialect came out, walked over and looked at the snails, and then looked at the dialect and asked.

This was the first time he saw dialect showing such an expression towards these things, and he couldn't help but find it interesting.

"Edible?"

Fang Yan was taken aback by the familiar breath covering his body and the sound of voices in his ears. He didn't even notice that the person had come to him.

He smiled and said, "Well, it is indeed edible."

"Huh? Aren't you feeding the chickens?" Chen Daniu's eyes widened.

Children occasionally grab these things to play with, but they never think of eating them, even for such meat-deprived people.

Zhang Yi, who had been pricking up his ears to eavesdrop, couldn't sit still any longer, dragged Fang Jin and ran over, and asked in dialect anxiously: "Brother, is this snail really edible?"

Looking at them, Fang Yan smiled and nodded, "Yes."

Zhang Ji frowned slightly, and looked at Fang Yan with a little disapproval in his eyes. Fang Yan noticed it, touched his arm comfortingly, looked back at the other three and said, "It's really fine. I ate it secretly when I was naughty when I was young. Not bad... don't worry, I'm fine now, don't worry." Finally, he looked at Zhang Ji and said.

Although Zhang Ji still had some disapproval, but seeing that he said so, he had no choice but to let him go.The other three didn't think too much about it. When they heard him say that they had eaten it before, they immediately believed it.

Chen Daniu looked at the snails in his hand and immediately felt a little eager to try, "Then, then, today, you won't feed the chickens?"

Zhang Yi and Fang Jin also looked over with anticipation.

The three of them had no doubts at all, they had all eaten dialect fried dishes, and they had no doubts about how to make these snails delicious.

Each of them thought of the words "delicious taste" in their dialect, and started to salivate when they saw those snails.

"If you believe me, then leave these to me. By the way, you are stronger, big cow. Can you please help me remove their tails?"

"No problem!" Chen Daniu waved his hand, "Leave it all to me."

"Well, then cut off these parts, and then soak them in water for a few times. They should be kept for a day or two to let them spit out mud, but let's make do with this for today. Let's try it first." Dialect said to the two The little one said: "Let's finish writing today, go and find some perilla leaves for me, I will use them later."

"Yes!" Zhang Yi immediately opened his mouth to agree. After answering, he remembered the cousin next to him, and couldn't help but glance at him nervously.

Catching his small movements at a glance, Zhang Ji glanced at his own dialect with a smile, and finally nodded helplessly, "Go."

"Ah."

Zhang Yi breathed a sigh of relief, even Fang Jin showed a small smile, happy for him.

Although he would accompany Zhang Yi when he was punished, he still hoped that his only good friend would be happy. Although it was funny to see his friend's frowning face, he also sincerely hoped that his friend would read more books.

Smiling at Zhang Ji and his elder brother, he followed Zhang Yi and rushed out of the courtyard gate.

Because of the dialect they used to fish for them when they were young, both of them knew wild vegetables like perilla, and they both knew the places where they grow often, so they didn't take long detours when they went out, but went straight to the past to pick them. Go to the land of perilla.

In the yard, Chen Daniu had already taken the snails to the edge of the ditch, scooped water into the basin and poured them in. Afraid that the dialect would need to use the kitchen knife, he went to get a hatchet, and chopped it at the third turn of the snail shell according to the dialect. Down.

Not to mention, it's quite hard and slippery.

"Ah, I forgot to mention, it would be better if there are scissors to cut this thing." Fang Yan came to the door again, just in time to see his movements, so he patted his forehead and said embarrassedly.

Chen Daniu held up the knife and nodded, indeed, he noticed it just now, but fortunately, he is strong enough, because the snail is small, it is not easy to hold it, other people may slip away and may chop it off .

"Okay, I know, I will pay attention." After speaking, he took another one to try, this time he paid attention, the opening and closing movements were not that big, and he made another one with ease.

Fang Yan stood by and watched, seeing that he was indeed doing a good job, so he took another wooden basin filled with water for him to put the snails with their tails removed, and then went back to work on his own.

On the contrary, Zhang Ji looked at it for a long time before returning to the room with a book, paper and pen.

After a while, there was some movement in the backyard, and then several women and brothers came out one after another from the backyard. They were people who came to weave.When these people passed by Chen Daniu's side, they couldn't help being a little curious, and the more straightforward people asked, Chen Daniu knew more or less these people who came to work, and he gave the answer without much twitching.

The author has something to say: Zhang Ji: Take your time, don’t scare your wife away