When, when, when

A sound came from the other side of the valley.

Zhang Yanming turned his head and looked at it, and said to Huang Ke: "Let's go, go back and have a meal."

The four people turned back and walked back.

"What's that sound?"

"I haven't heard of knocking the basin, have you? Isn't it? Isn't it a tool for sending messages in the fort? In the past, every family had a copper basin, which was just here to do this. Once knocking, something happened, and everyone in the fort ran to his house."

"What's the matter?"

"It's on fire, it's wild beasts, it's an emergency. It's all a big deal anyway, so I don't dare to knock it. The children here have basically been beaten for knocking the basin. Although the rural people don't know the story of the wolf coming, they do it very well. There are rules."

No matter how many people walked away, they were just over a hundred meters above the slope, and they followed the fields and were in the valley.

"Dad, it's time to eat." Two little babies were mixed between a group of children, shaking their heads to look for dad (second uncle). After all, it was the first time I came here. I was not very familiar with it, and it was quite amazing if I didn't cry.

As a result, when he saw Zhang Yanming, he was excited and rushed over and hugged him and refused to let go.

Zhang Yanming could understand this feeling, so he squatted down and hugged two babies and kissed them, but ended up kissing a bitch.

"Ph, spi. What are you doing?"

"We're playing with them. Cat is blind. We got into that house. Dad, what is the use of a big machine there? It's so big."

Zhang Yanming turned his head and looked at it: "That?"

"Well, the big machine is that big, and there is a big pit, and it won't be a big deal if it falls."

"No one cares about you?"

"Hehe, some. We didn't go in, we were there and lay down and looked in."

"That's a food-making machine, and children can't get in."

"How to fight? Why do you need to fight food?" The little girl raised her hand and compared it. She was so fierce.

"Grain is rice, white flour, corn, sorghum. It is all crust-free when collected, so it cannot be eaten. You have to use a machine to grind it out and you can eat it."

Zhang Yanming took out a handkerchief to wipe the faces of the two girls. He was sweating so much that he rubbed some dust and had some spider webs on his head. He had just arrived for a few hours.

"There is a warehouse over there, there is food inside. There is a donkey shed, and there is a big donkey. You can make irons there, and there..." The two little girls chattered and reported the gains of the past few hours.

The old man walked over with a cigarette in his arms and smiled: "It seems that he is cooking some vermicelli, so he can't eat it tomorrow. I'll bring some when I leave."

Zhang Yanming didn't say politely: "Potato flour or sweet potato flour?"

"The melon powder is made by myself and I don't add anything. I can't eat it outside. I also soaked beans and I will pick the tofu for you tomorrow. When I was a child, you loved hot tofu the most."

Zhang Yanming subconsciously swallowed the saliva and scalded tofu.

In fact, it is the tofu that I ground in my own small mill and made from the brine. It is tenderer than the old tofu and older than the tofu. Mix it with my own chili egg sauce and it will taste so good.

In the past, every family in rural areas had stone mills and macaque grinds, but tofu was not often eaten. It was rare to get one or two times a year, all of which were only in winter.

It is usually the New Year, killing New Year pigs, pulling tofu, steaming sticky cakes, etc.

The main reason is that the yield per mu of soybeans outside the pass is low and valuable, and no one can bear it.

Although life is better than before and the living standard is improved, it is still far from the city, and few families can afford it.

Later, the old ones are gone, and the younger ones are running to the city as they grow up. The rural population is getting smaller and smaller, and many crafts have disappeared.

There is no dining hall, just placed on the edge of the valley, with some tables built with boards, and there are not even stools.

The pig-killing vegetables in large basins were served, and the white rice in large basins was washed and cleaned and placed aside.

There are also various clean vegetables on the table, such as lettuce, cucumber and green onions, steamed potatoes and eggplant, large bowls of chili egg sauce, salted duck eggs and salted eggs, all of which are marinated at home, and everything is full of butter.

Everyone served the rice and stood by the table and ate. Large slices of pork, large pieces of blood sausage, and soft and stewed sauerkraut that was full of fat and was dipped in the garlic sauce, and the taste was full of fragrance.

Remove the bones and flesh, slice the heart and liver, and add the pickled vegetables such as scallions and cucumbers, which makes it very refreshing to chew.

The aunt and the aunts who cooked also ate here.

The old man and the captain set up a small table on the side, scalded a pot of tin and drank it slowly. They took a sip, squinted their eyes and sniffed, and then chewed a large piece of meat, which was comfortable.

"You nephew is amazing. I remember your second child, silently."

"I won't mention the past." The old man waved his hand: "Drinking. Yanming said that he would kill a few sheep from the team the day after tomorrow, and the whole house would be divided into pieces, and the whole family would not fall."

The captain was from a foreign surname and came from the village. In the past, when the production team was in the production team, the captain and the old Zhang family were not very good at dealing with each other. After a while, they were not very happy to get along.

The captain was a little embarrassed, took a sip of wine to cover it up, shook his head and sighed. The little plan in his heart was seen through by the old man, so he couldn't say it.

Several children also had tables, sat around the pony and sat in circles, and ate with rice and meat happily.

"Ha, this garlic is so spicy." The little girl stuck out her tongue and yelled.

"Then eat less, why don't I change the soy sauce for you? Don't add garlic."

"Well~, no, it's delicious, I'll eat it slowly." Does the meat slices still have a soul if they don't dip them in garlic sauce? The little girl doesn't do it.

Eat some meat, take a bite of tender and crispy cucumber, then sip sip of sauerkraut, and drink a sip of broth, so beautiful eyes will squint.

Shuanzi has been with the crew for several months, and now he feels like he has been having a lot of friends after eating. The main reason is that he has eaten enough meat and is not that anxious.

On a table, the few of them ate cleanly, and half of the table was filled with wind and clouds. The table was covered with rice grains.

There are also children in the fort, so it goes without saying that it is rare to let go of the countryside to eat meat. They eat with their rice bowls one by one and all over their faces. They eat with the aunts and aunts who cook and can take care of them.

After a meal, the aunts and the aunts started to clean up. Except for the old man and the captain, they were almost the same here.

The remaining meat and vegetables were stewed together, and they were filled in a basin and left, and they also gave one to the people who were staying there.

The big dog, puppy, big cat and puppy in the village are hiking around in the crowd to ask for bones and meat, and they are slim to this and that, staring at your meat-eating mouth without blinking, just looking at you quietly.

The people in the castle are not used to this problem. If they should not give it, they will not give it to you, for fear that it will not be difficult to raise it after being greedy. The people in the crew don’t have this awareness and throw them piece by piece of meat and bones over.

As a result, the meal was over, and the crew became the favorite people of these dogs and cats. After following him, he would rub his head against him. He would be as pleased as he would.

The digital camera on the rocker's arm was rotating, recording this lively life.

When the old man and the captain finished drinking this wine, the valley ground was cleaned up, and in addition to the smell of meat and vegetables floating in the air, it was still floating.

The aunt and a group of aunts and aunts went home with a smile. No one thought that this was leftover vegetables and there was so much meat. When I went back to stew, stew and cook, it was still hard to cook.
Chapter completed!