Four Foods in the Mountains

The child was born at a good time, Yangchun in March, it is a season of vitality, the village is surrounded by willows and greenery all over the mountains, Yingying and swallows are singing, and spring water is full of ponds.

In spring, the peach blossoms are in full bloom, and the peach groves on the back mountain are in full bloom. Standing at the foot of the mountain, it looks like a large piece of pink smoke is hanging on the green hill, accompanied by a sea of ​​clouds on the top of the mountain, like a fairyland.

Lu Yunchuan got up early and went to the mountain to dig spring bamboo shoots. He picked off a few branches that bloomed well and took them home to show to Cen Ning.

Deep and shallow flowers are clustered on the branches, and the flowers are fragrant and fragrant.

Cen Ning sniffed the fragrance with the tip of his nose, and said with a smile, "It's a pity that I'm heavy now, otherwise the flowers would bloom so well, it would be a good time to make a plate of peach blossom cakes to eat."

The pastry skin is wrapped with salted egg yolk and red bean paste fillings. The pie skin is shaped into five-petal peach blossoms. It is tender and beautiful.

Lu Yunchuan was standing on the green stone steps in the courtyard to build a grape trellis. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "Then we will do it at this time next year and bring him to eat together."

It goes without saying who this "he" is. Cen Ning raised his mouth when he heard that, he will be one year old next year, so he can get a taste of it.

With the gentle mountain breeze, Cen Ning patted his stomach lightly, and said softly, "It's almost time. After sleeping peacefully for so many months, it's time to come out."

I was looking forward to his coming, but I didn't expect that the child who had been quiet all this time would come so quickly.

Lu Yunchuan dug fresh spring bamboo shoots in the morning, and Aunt Wu was frying a plate of bamboo shoots in the kitchen.

The tender bamboo shoot tips are blanched in water and then fried together with finely cut shredded pork. It is not greasy and delicious. When it comes out of the pan, it is served in a bowl. It is green and green, and it looks crisp and delicious.

Just as Aunt Wu thought that Cen Ning would love to eat this dish, she heard Cen Ning calling her loudly in the yard, her voice trembling: "Wu, Aunt Wu..."

Aunt Wu heard that Cen Ning's voice was wrong, so she quickly put down the spatula and ran out of the kitchen. In the back room, she saw Cen Ning stroking his stomach with one hand and supporting the cupboard with the other, bending over with pain on his face.

Aunt Wu panicked, and said repeatedly: "Well, I'm afraid she's about to give birth, hurry up, lie down..."

Cen Ning was folding the child's baby clothes and clothes in the back room by himself, when his stomach suddenly hurt. He thought it was a rare case of the child making a fuss, but he didn't think it was wrong until the stomach ache continued, and he was afraid that the child was about to come out.

Aunt Wu supported Cen Ning to lie down on the kang, and was in a hurry, not knowing whether to go to the field to call Lu Yunchuan or go to the village to find a midwife, Yao Chunling came with Brother Zhi.

As if seeing a savior, Aunt Wu said loudly: "Chunling, hurry up, go and call Chuanzi back, Brother Ning has a seizure!"

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I don't know how many hours later, Cen Ning's painful moans, as well as the high and low shouts of the midwife and Yao Chunling came from the back room from time to time.

Lu Yunchuan stood uneasily at the door of the back room and looked inside, his hands clenched tightly, his face sinking like water.

Brother Zhi brought a bowl of water and handed it to him: "Second Uncle, you haven't eaten since noon, drink some water."

Facing Brother Zhi, Lu Yunchuan looked a little more relaxed, patted Brother Zhi's head and said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you Brother Zhi, if you are sleepy, go home and go to sleep first."

Brother Zhi shook his head when he heard this, he still wanted to wait for the baby mama to be born and see him and the child.

In the back room, Cen Ning was in pain so much that his thoughts drifted away, he could only hear the shouts of "strength" in his ears, and he could still vaguely recognize that it was Brother Zhu who was holding a bowl and feeding sugar water into his mouth.

When the pain in his lower body accumulated to a critical point, Cen Ning gritted his teeth with a cry of hatred, and tightly gripped the bedding under his body with both hands. When the pain poured out from his body, he lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, the moon was shining outside, and the candles in the room were flickering.

Zhuge'er's face came into view, Zhuge'er saw him awake and said happily: "Ning'er, you're awake!"

As soon as the voice came out, everyone in the room gathered around. Lu Yunchuan sat beside him, and asked with worry and joy, "Are you awake? Are you thirsty? Are you hungry?"

Cen Ning smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled, and shook his head, unable to speak, he only raised two fingers to touch Lu Yunchuan's sleeve.

Lu Yunchuan understood, took the tightly wrapped swaddle from Yao Chunling's hand, and brought it to Cen Ning's face.

"It's a kid." Lu Yunchuan said.

A doll so quiet in the stomach, is it a kid?

Cen Ning turned his head to see that the child was curled up in a small ball in the swaddle, wrinkled and red, and was sleeping soundly with his fists clenched.

Yao Chunling smiled and said, "I just cried for a while, and fell asleep obediently after feeding some rice soup. She is white and fat. This child is very handsome!"

After hearing this, Lu Yunchuan glanced at his red son again, noncommittal to his sister-in-law's words, but Cen Ning nodded with tears in the corners of his eyes, not willing to let go of his eyes.

Just now, Cen Ning woke up, and Yao Chunling and Brother Zhu were gathered together again. From the child's small red forehead to the pinky little toes, he couldn't get enough of it .

There was either a girl or a brother in the room, Lu Yunchuan went to the kitchen alone, lit a fire and cooked a bowl of sugar water eggs for Cen Ning.

Cracked two eggs into the pot, opened the pot and put enough brown sugar, and the water vapor in the pot rose.

In the dimly lit kitchen, Lu Yunchuan leaned on the stove and looked at the eggs floating in the pot. For a long time, he lowered his head and covered his eyes.

After the child was born, Cen Ning had a comfortable confinement, not to mention that Yao Chunling and Aunt Wu were there to take care of her all the time, and Brother Zhu also saw Tian'er running over, wishing he could stay at Lu's house.

Let's say his mother and two sisters-in-law also rushed over the second day after the child was born, carrying big bags and small bags.

The whole family of the Cen family drove an ox cart into the village, and the cart was full of things. Some of the villagers who were talkative gathered together and murmured: "Those who know are here to see their grandson, and those who don't know just think Something happened at home, and the whole family came to join my brother-in-law."

But soon no one was gossiping anymore, because Aunt Cen Ning brought Yao Chunling and her two daughters-in-law, knocking on doors from door to door to deliver red eggs and maltose, which made the villagers stunned.

After accepting such a heavy gift, all of the village began to praise Cen Ning's good fortune, reliable husband, and caring family. I don't know what good deeds he did in his previous life.

Cen Ning didn't know anything about the outside world, he was half-sitting on the kang with his clothes on, with his back leaning on the soft cushion, hugging his son and softly coaxing him to sleep.

It's almost full moon, and the redness when it was just born has faded. The baby's skin in his arms is white and tender, his little face is soft, and his big grape-like eyes are tightly closed at this moment. sweet.

Yao Chunling entered the room with the bowl in her hand, and seeing the child asleep, she gently put down the bowl, took the child from Cen Ning's arms, and signaled Cen Ning to drink the soup first.

In the bowl was the black-bone chicken that she had stewed all morning. Lu Yunchuan went to buy it early in the morning, and stewed it slowly over a low heat. It was rich and mellow.

Cen Ning held the bowl and said softly, "Sister-in-law, tell my two sister-in-laws to stop washing and have a rest."

Looking out from the crack of the door, his elder sister-in-law and second sister-in-law hadn't stopped working in the yard all morning.

Yao Chunling hugged the child and said helplessly: "I also persuaded them, they just said that they are not tired, and they said that it is hard to get a headache today, and they have to wash and dry Boy Lan's diapers to make them comfortable to wear."

The child's name was given by Lu Yunchuan with eggs and wine, Lu Jianglan.

Holding her nephew, Yao Chunling patted it gently, unable to restrain her love: "This child is really easy to carry, he is good in the stomach, and he is also good when he was born. Except for humming twice when he was hungry, I have never heard him cry. I want to hurt my father and father."

He boasted again: "Our Lan'er is obviously a kid, born more beautiful than my little brother, like you, white and clean, just looking at it makes people hurt..."

Cen Ning looked at his infant son, his heart was so warm that it melted into water.

Comfortably confinement, Cen Ning is young, and has been taken care of by a big family for so long. The nourishment of black-bone chicken and crucian carp all day is better than before giving birth. His complexion is rosy, and his body has grown soft. Meat.

On the first day of confinement, Cen Ning handed over his chubby, finger-sucking son to his mother, rolled up his sleeves, tied a cloth towel and went into the kitchen.

In the courtyard full of flowers, Boss Cen and Mrs. Shen hugged and teased their grandson, loving them so much that they do not know how to love them.

Two pairs of brothers from Cen's family and Lu's family were holding pots in the corner farthest from Boy Lan, killing chickens and plucking feathers.

Brother Zhi took Yu'er and Ding Geer to swing on the swing frame beside him. Yu'er was dishonest, and from time to time he stretched out his chubby hand to grab a section of vines entangled on the swing frame.

The pots, pans, and pans in the kitchen were in full swing. Cen Ning and his three sisters-in-law gathered on the stove a few feet away, shredded green onions, croquetted meatballs, cooked fish and stewed meat, and talked endlessly...

Cooking smoke curled up from the small courtyard at the foot of the mountain, and scattered between the sky and the earth.

The small village is nestled at the foot of the mountain, facing the continuous green hills.

A few tile-roofed houses, a small courtyard, built at sunrise and rested at sunset.Four o'clock in the year, three meals a day, the years passed in such simple and light days.

Food in all directions is nothing more than a bowl of human fireworks.

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The author has something to say:

It's over, it's over, it's over!

The daily life of raising steamed buns and the story of Brother Zhu will be written in the extra episode!

I wanted to write this article a few months ago because I was under a lot of pressure during that time, so I wanted to write a simple and plain story.

So this article has no sudden wealth, no imperial examinations, just the trivial daily life of two farmers in the mountains (actually just a running account).

The writing is not good, and it is also very slow. Thank you for clicking, commenting and collecting. I am really grateful to everyone!

I wish you all a happy day, eat well and sleep well, and see you in the next book if you are destined~