Chapter 844: Mrs. Zhou’s Thoughts
Chapter 844 844. Mrs. Zhou’s thoughts
Teacher Qiaoqiao irresponsibly broke off the necklaces and hung them one by one on Grandma's head and neck. The gray-haired old lady hanging them was swaying in a beautiful way, which was not a big deal in the eyes of the old men and women in front of her.
As a little baby, I just love to play like this.
On the contrary, they were sitting together, chatting away, looking very old, but the movements of their hands were extremely nimble.
The tangled sweet potato vines were quickly dismantled and sorted out. The old men and women could tell at a glance which vines were tender enough to be eaten and which old vines could only be fed to pigs.
After the long vines were picked and thrown aside, they started again with the neat sweet potato stalks in their hands, and neatly pinched off the top leaves.
"Papa papa pa", the movement was neat and rhythmic, and it quickly brought the distracted students in the live broadcast room into rhythm.
Don't tell me, it sounds pretty good when stuck.
Only the netizens in the live broadcast room were heartbroken——
【leaf! leaf! 】
[Don’t pinch off the leaves, you can still eat them! 】
[Give me the leaves, ah, ah, ah, I can make them. Knead them, pickle them, and make them sour and spicy.]
【Picky eaters! The anchor's family is too picky...why on earth do all the good things go to pigs? 】
[What are you talking about... I already find it incredible when the anchor said eating sweet potato vines, you even want to pinch off the leaves]
【Yes, yes...it's not that bad...】
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[I have sworn to God that I have set three alarm clocks in a row and decided to go treasure hunting at the vegetable market tomorrow morning! 】
[The food delivery software has been cut from yellow to blue, but no one sells this spicy and sour sweet potato vine! ! ! 】
[Ah, I’m the only one watching after eating. Is obsessive-compulsive disorder cured at the first level? 】
No, the sweet potato stalks that have been smoothed out have a similar arc and are placed into a clean basket one by one. Everyone's movements were rhythmic and rhythmic, they were chatting easily in dialect about things they couldn't quite understand, and their hands were moving one by one...
Not only does it cure obsessive-compulsive disorder, it’s also quite hypnotic!
Even though the sweet potato vines were piled up into a small hill, a bunch of old men and women sat together, and they had already tidied up the place neatly before it got dark.
The sweet potato stalks that have been picked out and neatly arranged are lying in the basket with a natural curvature. It is a feast for the eyes!
The picked leaves were not wasted. The old lady with quick hands and feet made a pile in twos and twos, picked up a big tattered cutting board, "Duo Duo Duo" chopped it up and put it in a basket. The basket was handed to Qiaoqiao:
"Be good, take it and feed it to your chickens, ducks and geese."
As for those unloved sweet potato vines and the old leaves on the old poles, we can’t waste them, right?
Song Youde found an old man as his partner, and dragged a knife out from the corner - there are so many farm tools in the factory on the mountain!
The two of them stroked and matched each other very smoothly, and soon they chopped up a basket of pieces. But this time he didn't hand it to Qiao Qiao, but moved it to the tricycle. Song Youde arranged:
"Give half to our pigs, and half to the cattle and sheep on the riverbank."
After all, the pigs are in the pen every day, and they don't have the pleasure of eating grass on the river beach like the cattle and sheep.
As for the basket of sweet potatoes dug by Qiao Qiao, Zhai Xiaofeng from the canteen has now rubbed them clean with a steel brush. They put the red-skinned ones in a pile and the white-skinned ones in a pile. They also neatly peeled off one for them first. Jojo eats.
Qiao Qiao happily took it, and her eyes lit up after taking a bite. The sound of "click" was picked up by the microphone on the collar, which made the netizens in the live broadcast room turn blue--
【Ah ah ah ah I want to eat too! ! ! 】
[Hmph, what’s so great, I’ll go to the supermarket and buy a box of Wuwuwu! 】
[Good guys, Teacher Qiaoqiao taught us a new skill again. I will open my offer later and there will be another raw sweet potato in the skill column]
[I am the only one who discovered that when this sweet potato is grown, not a single bit is wasted from top to bottom! 】
【joke! Didn’t you hear what Teacher Qiaoqiao said? All the weeds removed from the vegetable garden are thrown into the fermentation tank! 】
[Making the best use of one thing...this is too much use! 】
But that's all they could say, because the new phone had managed to hold on until this point and finally ran out of battery.
The old men and ladies on the mountain were not idle either. After finishing their work, they went into the kitchen to help Zhai Xiaofeng put away the dishes, tables and chairs. While he was marveling at the disinfection cabinet, he also looked at the shiny stainless steel dinner plates...
Smell the aroma of the big pot dishes carefully cooked by Chef Jiang again——
Oh my god! This is no better than having pickles and noodles at home!
…
However, not everything in the village is so harmonious.
For example, among the old men and ladies invited by the Old Song family, there is definitely no infamous Old Mrs. Zhou.
Why?
Why should others flatter the old Song family and get money and food? My unfilial son Zhou Maozhu puts rice and noodles at the door every month and doesn't care about anything...
What did she eat today?
Just stir-fry the old cowpeas and there will be leftover rice from yesterday to today.
She didn't clean up the vegetable patch herself, so she went to pick the cowpeas from someone else's vegetable garden ahead of her!
It's just that the season is wrong. After searching for a long time, I only found this handful. It took a long time to pull out the old tendons, and two chubby meat bugs were pinched out in the middle.
Fortunately, half a bucket of water was added when the cowpeas were fried, and the cowpea rice inside was cooked thoroughly and fragrant.
As a result, while she was eating, she heard the old lady on the main road talking loudly about the winter melon braised pork belly, the loofah egg drop soup, and the stir-fried pumpkin shreds for dinner tonight...
In comparison, the old cowpeas in front of Grandma Zhou were too miserable!
But the big white goose in the old Song family was too fierce. It hurt her for several days last time. She didn't have the courage to torment him again. Now, when she heard people discussing how to pick sweet potato vines on the roadside, the old lady's eyes rolled and she had an idea in her mind.
So Grandma Zhou burned oil and lit the lamp at home, and she held on until midnight, then she took the flashlight and quietly went out.
It was dark, and there was still the scary big dog in the back mountain. She didn't dare to go through the woods, so she had to take the main road.
But it was quite a long way from the main road to the hillside. Usually, the old Song family rode electric bikes and tricycles, which made the old lady walk breathlessly.
But before she got there, she heard someone talking. When she approached quietly, she looked——
Hey, the lights on the mountain were bright, and there were quite a few people!
Old Mrs. Zhou:...? ? ?
No one in the village talked to her, and she was isolated from the news, so she naturally didn't know that people were picking vegetables on the mountain every night!
But it was already midnight, and she was unwilling to do so. She couldn't walk again if she went back. The old lady looked at the juicy vegetables, not to mention how greedy she was.
At this moment, she gritted her teeth and sat on the side of the road waiting!
Update 1, do you still remember Old Mrs. Zhou?