Chapter 270 270. Tremella fuciform powder
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At this moment, there was a big bowl full of sticky food. Everyone who ate it was covered in sweat and felt comfortable all over.
The satisfaction brought by high starch and high calories is unimaginable to those who have never eaten it before! As picky as Song Tan was, he still finished a large bowl today.
Speaking of which, she has been back for more than two months, and now her picky eating problem has gradually improved.
Of course, compared to the minimum appetite of the other Lao Song family who often start with two large bowls, this appetite is still not worth mentioning, but it is already a lot better.
However, dinner was finished, and at 7:30, the newly installed large light bulbs in the yard turned on again, and the aunts from the village came here one after another.
There is no other way. There were quite a lot of white fungus harvested in the afternoon, and I haven’t finished processing them in a while.
This thing naturally needs to be dried as early as possible. Everyone can't go to bed so early anyway, so they might as well work two hours of night shift at night to earn some money, so that they can be put away early.
So the yard of grandpa’s house is now full of decorations.
A layer of clean plastic film was spread on the ground, and large baskets of white fungus were poured on it. The aunts moved small benches next to the plastic film and sat in a line. Each of them selected the pile of white fungus in front of them. With a sharp knife, they quickly cut out the dry and hard fungi and sawdust on it, as well as the yellow and old ones. corners.
Everyone is used to farm work. Although they were not very skilled at it at first, after working for about 10 minutes, they got started quickly.
After a while, there were fewer and fewer white fungi on the film, while more and more were piled in the basket in front of them.
The Tremella must be cleaned and sorted after being sorted, and then they can be spread out one by one on the bamboo curtain to dry.
It is late at night now, so I have to tidy it up in the house for fear of dew. At this point, the entire courtyard already felt tense and cramped.
As for the scraps that everyone picked up, the seventh cousin and grandma have many tasks every day, and they don’t have the energy to carefully pick them now.
Aunt Lianhua has been busy all day but refuses to stop.
Even though Song Tan tried to persuade 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 placed a big basin in front of the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, which was full of scraps and scraps that everyone had cut out. Offcuts.
The old lady is old and her eyes are a little drowsy, but there are so many people in the yard now, and everyone is laughing and smiling. She does not feel lonely at all, and her overall mental state has improved more than once.
At this moment, Aunt Lianhua and I were slowly sorting through the scraps in the basin in front of us. We put aside the visible scraps, cleaned them briefly, and then spread them flat to dry.
Aunt Lianhua was reluctant to eliminate those that she really couldn't watch. When Song Tan was out of the yard alone, she asked in a low voice if she could take a bowl home.
Logically speaking, this thing can neither be sold for money nor eaten, so it is not worth giving to Aunt Lianhua for free.
But Song Tan was afraid that setting this precedent would arouse other people's thoughts, so he decided on the number: "Okay, Aunt Lianhua, please take two kilograms back with you!"
The leftovers are heavy. In fact, they don’t taste very heavy, but they are still nutritious. Aunt Lianhua has tasted them, and she is very happy now.
She and her mother-in-law whispered secretly, and the two of them reminisced about the taste of the white fungus soup, and their confidence increased. They sat there and picked more carefully.
At about 10 o'clock at night, after everyone had finished their work and collected their wages, Aunt Lianhua pushed her mother-in-law to say goodbye to Song Tan.
She opened the plastic bag she was carrying and showed it to Song Tan: "I just showed it to Qiao Qiao. It's two pounds."
No other reason, it’s because Aunt Lianhua is too honest. There isn’t even a piece of crystal-white white fungus in this bag, it’s all the yellowed and hard leftovers. Logically speaking, what everyone has cut off is the root, but there are also a lot of broken ears on the edges! But how...
She reached out and pulled the bag down, then went back to the small warehouse to take a look -
Sure enough!
On the bamboo curtains stacked up on the shelves in the house, apart from some intact Tremella fuciformis of uneven sizes, the top layer was clearly covered with layers of gauze. Those shredded Tremella fuciformis were like a layer of broken snowflakes. They are all spread out individually on top to dry.
This made Song Tan feel a little uncomfortable.
It’s true that I increased Aunt Lianhua’s salary, but it’s only 2,500 yuan a month, which is not much.
Although she would not allow her to bring her mother-in-law to dinner in a normal workplace, her mother-in-law did not stay in vain and did everything she could.
Without saying a word, she took out a plastic bag from the side and directly put a large amount of the shredded white fungus that was drying on the gauze into it.
He estimated that it weighed about two or three kilograms, and then handed it to Aunt Lianhua:
“Auntie, it’s hard for you to help us at home, and our whole family will remember it in our hearts. I can’t help but feel sorry for you to make such a mess with just a little bit of white fungus powder.”
"Here, you and grandma have worked hard all your lives. I am a big tonic of white fungus. I can stew a bowl of it at home every day to keep myself healthy, so that I can help us for a long time."
She laughed: "I have been running this farm for decades, and it's hard to find employees like you."
What he said was so thoughtful and passionate that Aunt Lianhua's heart was filled with unspeakable warmth.
Even my paralyzed mother-in-law felt her heart tremble.
It has been decades. This old woman has been paralyzed for decades. She has always felt that she is a burden to her daughter-in-law. However, she is too timid to die...
Now, just lending a hand can actually help!
She eats food from Song Tan's family every day. Now she looks good and has strength in her hands. She knows that the food at home is really good for her.
He was getting more and more embarrassed now: "What are you doing with this good stuff? Keep it and sell it... Don't we have enough to eat at home every day? Just take the leftovers and soak them in water to drink."
What she said was that the scraps were really broken into pieces. Even the ones on her hands were only as big as a fingernail.
They were all picked out bit by bit with scissors, knives and tweezers.
Just these, Qi Capto's boiled soup was impatiently cleaned up, but the pair of mother -in -law could sit for two or three hours and pick them up all.
In ancient times, people were not so meticulous in picking bird's nests!
They deserve these things.
The solar street lights in the village are still bright at this moment, the road back is flat and stable, and the lonely and lonely sound of the wheelchair is particularly clear in this quiet night.
Aunt Lianhua took a deep breath: "Mom, we have to 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, so I can clean up the house as well."
They appreciate the work at home and know what is good.
This year I finally couldn’t bear it anymore and decided to install a heater. It’s really expensive. It’s expensive to install and use.
(End of this chapter)