Chapter 270 270 White Fungus Crumble

Chapter 270 270. Shredded Tremella

Hulu Noodles, as the name suggests, are noodles cooked soft and mushy, with sesame leaves, peanut shreds, chili oil and chopped green onion oil at the bottom...

At this moment, the whole bowl is full of sticky noodles, and everyone who eats it is sweating and feels comfortable.

The satisfaction brought by high starch and high calories is unimaginable for those who have never eaten it! Song Tan, who is picky, also finished a big bowl today.

Speaking of which, she has been back for more than two months, and her picky eating problem has gradually improved.

Of course, compared with the minimum amount of food in the old Song family, which starts with two bowls, this appetite is still not worth mentioning, but it is already a lot of progress.

But, dinner is over, and when it is 7:30, the newly installed large light bulbs in the yard are lit again, and the aunts in the village come here one after another.

There is no way, there are really too many tremella collected in the afternoon, and it has not been processed for a while.

This thing naturally needs to be dried as soon as possible. Anyway, everyone can't sleep so early, so they might as well work two hours of night shift to earn some money and finish it earlier.

So the yard of my grandfather's house is now full.

A layer of clean plastic film is spread on the ground, and large baskets of white fungus are poured on it. The aunts moved a small stool next to the plastic film and sat in a line. Each of them selected the pile of white fungus in front of them, and took a sharp knife to quickly scrape off the dry and hard mushroom blocks and sawdust, as well as the yellow and old corners on it.

Everyone is used to doing farm work. Although they were not very skilled at the beginning, they were very fast after working for about 10 minutes.

Soon, there were fewer and fewer white fungus on the film, and more and more piled in the baskets in front of them.

After the white fungus was picked up, it had to be washed and selected, and then it could be spread out on the bamboo curtain one by one to dry.

Now it was late at night, and there was fear of dew, so they specially picked it up in the house. Just like that, the whole yard has already felt tense and cramped.

As for the scraps that everyone picked up, Uncle Seven and Grandma Seven had many tasks every day, and they didn't have the energy to pick them carefully now.

Aunt Lianhua was busy all day but refused to stop.

Even though Song Tan persuaded her to go back several times, she didn't listen at all. Now she simply pushed the paralyzed old lady at home over, and then put a big basin in front of the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, which was full of the scraps and scraps that everyone had cut.

The old lady was old and her eyes were a little dizzy, but there were so many people in the yard at this time, coming and going and laughing, she didn't feel lonely at all, and her whole mental state was more than a step better.

At this time, she and Aunt Lianhua slowly picked the scraps in the basin in front of them again, put the scraps that were slightly acceptable aside, washed them a little, and still spread them out to dry.

Aunt Lianhua was reluctant to discard those that were really unbearable to look at, so she asked quietly when Song Tan left the yard alone if she could take a bowl home.

In theory, this thing can neither be sold nor eaten, so it is not worth giving it to Aunt Lianhua for free.

But Song Tan was afraid that this precedent would easily arouse other people's thoughts, so he decided on a number at this time: "Okay, then Aunt Lianhua, you can take two kilograms back!"

The scraps were heavy, and in fact they had no taste and were heavy, but the nutrition was still there. Aunt Lianhua had tasted the taste and was already overjoyed.

She whispered to her mother-in-law, and the two of them recalled the taste of the Tremella soup, and their confidence rose, and they sat there and picked more carefully.

It was more than 10 o'clock in the evening, and everyone finished the work and took their wages back, and Aunt Lianhua pushed her mother-in-law to say goodbye to Song Tan.

She opened the plastic bag she brought with her and showed it to Song Tan: "I just showed it to Qiao Qiao, two kilograms."

Song Tan was a little stunned

It was because Aunt Lianhua was too honest. There was not even a piece of crystal white fungus in the bag, all of which were yellowed and hard.

It stands to reason that everyone cut off the roots, but there were also many broken ears on the edges! But how come...

She reached out and pulled the bag off, and then went back to the small warehouse to take a look--

Sure enough!

On the bamboo curtains stacked on the shelves in the house, in addition to some intact fungus of uneven sizes, the top layer was clearly covered with a layer of gauze, and those broken fungus that could not be broken any more were like a layer of broken snowflakes, all spread out on it to dry.

This made Song Tan feel a little uncomfortable.

It was true that he had increased Aunt Lianhua's salary, but it was only 2,500 yuan a month, which was not much.

Although she brought her mother-in-law to eat, she would not agree to it if she were in a normal workplace, but her mother-in-law did not stay for nothing and did everything she could.

Now, without saying a word, she took out a plastic bag from the side and directly put a large amount of the white fungus crumbs hanging on the gauze into it.

It was estimated to be about two or three pounds, and then she handed it to Aunt Lianhua:

"Aunt, you have worked so hard to help us at home, and our whole family remembers it. I feel bad for you to treat a little white fungus crumbs so strangely."

"Take it, you and grandma have worked hard in this life, and my white fungus is very nutritious. Stew a bowl of it at home every day to keep healthy, so that you can help us for a long time."

She laughed: "I have been running this farm for decades, and it is not easy to find employees like you."

The words were so soothing and warm that Aunt Lianhua felt happy and excited.

Even the paralyzed mother-in-law felt trembling in her heart.

For decades, this old woman has been paralyzed for decades. She has always felt that she is a burden to her daughter-in-law, but she is timid and has not dared to die...

Now, she can help with the matter of helping her daughter-in-law!

She eats Song Tan's food every day. Now her complexion is very good and her hands are strong. She knows that the things at home are really nourishing.

At this moment, she is more embarrassed: "What do you do with these good things? Keep them and sell them... Don't we eat less at home every day? Just take the scraps and soak them in water to drink."

When she said this, the scraps were really broken into pieces. Even the ones in her hands were only a little bit bigger than a fingernail.

They were all picked out bit by bit with scissors, knives and tweezers.

Even the seventh cousin was impatient to clean up these when he was cooking soup, but this mother-in-law and daughter-in-law could sit for two or three hours and pick them all clean.

People in ancient times didn't have this meticulousness when picking bird's nests!

These things, they deserve.

The solar street lights in the village are still on at this moment. The main road back home is flat and stable. The lonely and desolate sound of the wheelchair is particularly clear in this quiet night.

Aunt Lianhua took a deep breath: "Mom, we eat and drink every day... I think we still have to work hard. The house will be built tomorrow. I don't want a salary increase, just clean up the house."

They cherish the work at the doorstep and know what is good.

This year, they finally couldn't bear it anymore and planned to install heating. It's really expensive... It's expensive to install and it's also expensive to use...