Chapter 1365 1372. That Person at That Time (1)

Chapter 1365 1372. That Person at That Time (1)

Amidst the scattered singing, a group of three people took the dog and wolf up the mountain.

Zhu Zhu had Fu Fu lying in the basket on her back. Fortunately, she had Fu Fu accompanying her, otherwise she would have really wanted to cry.

Blessed's big ears moved back and forth, his original intention was to tease Zhu Zhu, but Zhu Zhu was too weak to sing folk songs and had no time to take care of it.

It was very anxious, so it stretched out its paws to scratch Zhu Zhu. Zhu Zhu turned around and said, "Stop scratching me. I know you have gained weight again. I tried it out. Just lie down in it."

Ao Muyang said: "Xiao Zhu, why do you have any objections?"

Zhu Zhu said in a long voice: "No, I am very happy."

Ao Muyang said: "You must be happy, let's go get some grass for the pigs to eat."

Zhu Zhu's big eyes blinked a few times, and suddenly she became really happy: "Ah, I know, we are going to pick wild vegetables, right? I like to eat wild vegetables. Our school made wild vegetable cakes in May, so It’s just a lie. All the wild vegetables are grown artificially, and it’s not like I can’t eat them.”

Sixth Sister licked her lips and said, "I think it's good. Pure wild vegetables are unpalatable."

Zhu Zhu retorted: "No way, eating wild vegetables is so fashionable and popular now. My mother took us to that private restaurant a few days ago. They specialize in wild vegetables. The business is so booming and the seats are packed."

Liu Mei shook her head and said: "Wild vegetables are not delicious. In our place before, wild vegetables were eaten by pigs. You are right. When we go to hunt pigweed, we dig wild vegetables."

Zhu Zhu looked at Ao Muyang and asked: "Wild vegetables are so delicious, why should they be given to pigs? Don't tell me why not eat minced meat. I know Emperor Hui of Jin is a pure fool, but wild vegetables are really more delicious than meat." "

Ao Muyang said: "That's true for you, because you don't like to eat meat and you like to be vegetarian. In addition, although you don't like to eat meat, you still have oil and water in your stomach. Wild vegetables have to wait in your stomach. It’s delicious when there’s oil and water, but it’s really hard to eat when there’s no oil and water.”

In fact, he has never experienced a very difficult period in life. Although the village was poor when he was a child, it was relative. At least they could eat enough steamed buns and a meal of meat and vegetables every now and then.

After entering the 21st century, the living conditions in the village have become better, and every household can add meat to their cooking.

This was not the case before the 1990s. At that time, food was still in short supply. The spring breeze of reform and opening up blew to the red ocean, but not to these small villages surrounded by mountains.

Ao Muyang still hears old people like Ao Zhibing recall that at that time, people relied on sorghum, corn, sweet potatoes, and potatoes to satisfy their hunger. There were few paddy fields in the village, and only those who had paddy fields could eat a few meals of rice.

At that time, the people really had enough to eat wild vegetables. There were a lot of wild vegetables in the mountains, so the children went to hunt wild vegetables and came back to feed the pigs, sheep and cows.

Ao Muyang's family also raised pigs. He told the two of them: "When I was a child, I was still very young. My family didn't buy a boat. My dad raised pigs by himself except fishing with other people's boats."

"Every Chinese New Year, my dad goes to the market and buys some piglets. Now that I have experience in raising pigs, I have to raise a few more. They have to grab food to enjoy themselves, and they also grow fast. , It won’t work if you only raise one, it won’t grow vigorously.”

Zhu Zhu had never experienced such a life, nor had she seen that era, so she urged: "Uncle Xiaoyang, continue talking."

Ao Muyang laughed dumbly and said: "What are you talking about? My dad bought the pigs and my mom raised them at home. They usually raise them for a year, until the twelfth lunar month..."

Liu Mei suddenly interrupted him and asked Zhu Zhu: "Guess, what will we do if we raise pigs here until the Chinese New Year?"

Zhu Zhu's eyelashes flickered, she pursed her lips and smiled: "According to my opinion, the pig must be slaughtered and eaten during the Chinese New Year, but I know that since you asked me, you have guessed my answer, and My answer is pretty stupid, so I’ll keep it until the Chinese New Year and then sell it on the market.”

Sixth Sister said: "That's wrong. If you raise it until the Chinese New Year, it will be stolen."

Zhu Zhu looked at Ao Muyang, and Ao Muyang said: "In the past, there were pig thieves in Niangen. The family of three can save money by selling a pig, and they can live for two or three months."

Someone came up from the mountain and said hello: "Village chief, what are you doing here?"

Ao Muyang smiled and said: "Go kill the pigs."

The man suddenly smiled from ear to ear: "Really? It's interesting. I haven't seen a little girl playing pigweed in a long time."

As he spoke, he looked at Zhu and Zhu, then he frowned and asked, "Isn't this the princess of Mr. Yan's family?"

Zhu Zhu sighed: "The princess also has to fight pigweed."

The villagers laughed and said, "You are not professional at killing pigweed. You have to use a flower basket."

Zhu Zhu then asked: "What is the flower basket? I know the Pu basket."

Ao Muyang took her to continue walking up the mountain and explained: "The flower basket is not the same as the cattail basket. It is similar to our bamboo basket. It is also made of bamboo, but the opening is larger and opens to all sides, like a bamboo basket. It looks like a flower in full bloom, so it’s called Hua Liao.”

Zhu Zhu thought for a while and said happily: "It must be beautiful if the bamboo is woven into flowers."

Ao Muyang sighed: "It's very tiring to carry that thing."

He used to cut hogweed when he was a child. After elementary school, he would go with his mother carrying a flower basket and a sickle to cut hay. His mother also carried a hoe and a fertilizer bag.

In spring, there is dew in the mountains in the morning and evening, and in summer, it is scorching hot. At that time, it was really painful to pick pig grass. His mother took him to the mountains not to let him pick as much grass as possible, but to let him know the pain of doing farm work, so as to urge him to study hard and work in the city in the future.

As a result, Ao Muyang finally returned to the village.

He recalled some things in his childhood, which had been hidden in the depths of his memory for a long time, so that he thought he had forgotten them.

But now when he was walking on the mountain road with a bamboo basket on his back and a sickle in his hand, he vaguely remembered those scenes again.

This feeling can be remembered. Many years ago, he walked this road to pick pig grass, and many years later he walked this road to pick pig grass again, but unfortunately the people who accompanied him had changed.

The people who took him to the mountain road at that time were gone, and he would never see them again for the rest of his life.

That year and that day, as if behind him; this time and this place, it is difficult to reproduce.

Thinking of this, he fell silent and walked slowly into the mountains with the two girls.

Zhu Zhu was very sensitive and immediately noticed the change in his mood. She took the initiative to come up and hold his hand and asked, "Uncle Xiaoyang, are you unhappy?"

Ao Muyang shook his head and said, "No, don't talk, let me be quiet."

Zhu Zhu nodded obediently and followed him obediently.

Sixth sister also wanted to talk, Ao Muyang said in advance, "Don't talk, okay? I want to be quiet."

They walked for a while, and Sixth sister was about to speak again. Ao Muyang smiled bitterly and said, "Really, I want to be quiet..."

"I don't know Jingjing or who Jingjing is, but I have to speak. We missed a piece of plantain just now. Now there are a lot of gray vegetables here. Don't we pick them?" Sixth sister couldn't help but say, "If you don't want them, what do you want to feed the pigs?"