Chapter 9 The idiot who fell into the eyes of money

After a while, Zhu's father couldn't stand it anymore. In his simple thinking, boys should not be entangled with flowers and plants. They should either study to get fame, or be honest and farm at home, picking flowers and messing with grass. What a good boy does.

"Well, today's harvest is good enough, let's go down the mountain." Zhu's father stopped the two sons picking flowers with their buttocks pouting to prevent them from going astray, "We have to go down the mountain before the sun goes down. It's not safe to go."

Zhu Ping'an saw that his small basket was full of honeysuckle, and lightly pressed the embossed flowers. Seeing that he couldn't put any more, he clapped his hands unwillingly and followed his father down the mountain.

On the way back, Father Zhu took the two of them to the place where they had set traps to catch rabbits.

The first trap is empty and has no harvest. Zhu Ping'an was a little disappointed.

But then I jumped for joy again, because there was a fat rabbit in the next two traps, which was still alive.

Father Zhu **** their rabbit legs with weeds, and let Zhu Pingan touch the rabbits enough before putting them in the basket.

It was the first time he went to the mountains, and he harvested pheasants, rabbits, fish, bamboo shoots, mushrooms, and honeysuckle. Zhu Pingan was also full of longing for going to the mountains in the future, and he didn't even think about the unbearable soreness in his calves.

"Ah, the second brother is back."

Zhu Ping'an and the others had just entered the door, and the fourth aunt Zhao rushed over with a stride. She was as virtuous as a wolf that had been hungry for several days, and her eyes were green.

Even Mrs. Chen, who had been waiting for her husband and children at the door for a long time, didn't realize that the fourth aunt had already gone to grab the basket behind Zhu Shouyi's back.

Those who didn't know thought it was the fourth aunt waiting for her husband and child.

Zhu Ping'an stared dumbfounded at the unusually enthusiastic fourth aunt.

"Ah, the second brother also caught two fat rabbits and two pheasants, ah, there are so many fish, mother, mother, come quickly..."

At this moment, the fourth aunt turned into an airport security inspector, screaming and starting to toss around in the basket, screaming when she saw something, for fear that others would not know.

Father Zhu Shouyi looked at Mrs. Chen with an embarrassed expression on his face. He didn't know where to put his hands because of the fuss made by his fourth aunt.

Mrs. Chen looked at the fourth aunt with disgust!

Really, you think everyone is the same as you and the fourth brother, hiding things privately, and being stingy!

The fourth aunt wailed, and the grandmother over there came walking like flying. She didn't ask her sons and grandchildren whether they had worked hard in the mountains, or whether they were in trouble or danger. , has it landed elsewhere?"

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Suspected of hiding?

"Without my mother, I have beaten so much. With the two of them helping to pick fungus, mushrooms, and bamboo shoots, my son has gained a lot more than the last time he went to the mountains." Zhu Shouyi seemed not to have heard the hidden meaning of the old lady Zhu. , answered very sincerely, and helped his son claim credit.

Mrs. Zhu also knew that her second son was honest, and as long as she didn't go through the hands of the second daughter-in-law, there would be no private possession, let alone the fourth daughter-in-law supervised, so she was relieved.

But when she saw the small basket Zhu Pingan was carrying, the old lady Zhu rubbed her eyes, why did she see that the little grandson was carrying wild flowers?

Old lady Zhu reached into Zhu Ping'an's small basket and looked through it. It was really full of wild flowers.

"You silly boy, what are you doing with so many flowers on your back?" Mrs. Zhu wondered if her grandson's head was abnormal, and it was just a girl, boy, what are you doing with so many flowers!

"Sell for money!" Zhu Ping'an answered crisply.

The afterglow of the setting sun hit Zhu Ping'an's body, and his small white teeth were shining brightly, looking like a fool who fell into Qian's eyes.

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The fourth aunt was laughing so hard that she couldn't straighten her back, coughing again and again, "Giggle, what Xiaozhu said made me laugh so hard, this wild flower can also be sold for money, hehehe, second sister-in-law, it couldn't be you who said that, right?" ?

Old lady Zhu looked at Mrs. Chen when she heard the words.

Mr. Chen wished that a big-eared melon seed would slant Mr. Zhao's smiling face! Fan the flames and stir up trouble. The old four's family can't stop for a moment!

"It's not what mother said, but I think it can be sold for money." Zhu Pingan hurriedly said before Chen's anger.

The old lady Zhu is right in front of her. If the mother and the fourth aunt fight, there will be no good results.

"Hehehe, Xiaozhu is tired and stupid when he goes up the mountain. Wildflowers also want to sell for money, then everyone in our village will be a rich man. If you can sell it for money, unless the sun comes out in the west."

Little Fourth Aunt can say that her mouth is not virtuous at all, her mouth is vicious and her heart is bitter, she is double-decker, with a smile on her face and a stumbling block under her feet.

"How do you talk, can you talk, you are so tired and stupid!"

Mrs. Chen just stopped doing it. My Bao'er is a good son. She can scold her, but others can't say a word! Just now the old lady said that my son is fine, but you keep saying it! Although she also felt that her youngest son's act of picking a basket of wild flowers was unreasonable, but others said it was impossible!

"Okay, stop arguing, you all go and help the second child to put things away." The grandmother only had things in her eyes, and waved her hand to ask Mrs. Chen and Mrs. Zhao to follow Zhu Shouyi to put things away. , As for the wild flowers in Zhu Ping'an's back basket, grandma didn't care at all. What can a little wild flower do, she wouldn't even feed them to pigs. "Let's keep the wild flowers for myself."

It seems that no one in the village can discover the value of honeysuckle, so it will be cheaper for yourself.

Honeysuckle can be said to be the easiest Chinese herbal medicine to prepare. There is no one. Put the flower buds on a reed mat or a bluestone board and spread them out in the air for a day or two. Break off the pistil.

The reed mat is impossible. Grandma won't give it to me, so I can only find a place to dry it. The ground in the yard should also be excluded. I am worried that the chickens raised at home will cause damage. Well, let's put them on the small shed in the pigsty.

Zhu Ping'an stepped on a small bench with short legs and successfully dried the honeysuckle above the pigsty.

Looking at the spread of honeysuckle, Zhu Pingan saw copper coins running towards him.

This is hope!

It was mother Chen's turn to cook for dinner, and Zhu Pingan followed suit to make the fire, and Chen couldn't drive him away. Because just now Zhu Pingan heard that his grandmother asked him to make fish soup for dinner. Although he also ate fish at noon on the mountain, after all, the seasoning outside was not complete, and the method was rough, so he could not really bring out the deliciousness of the fish.

Mrs. Chen is an expert at making fish. He removes the scales and gills of the fish, and cleans the internal organs. Afterwards, he rinses the whole fish with clean water and puts it in a pot to add water. Then, he puts the bamboo shoots and dried mushrooms at home And put it in the pot, raised the fire and simmered slowly. Slow work produces meticulous work, the fire is turned to a low fire, and the fragrance is emitted from the pot after a while.

Mrs. Chen looked at the second son who was looking at the pot eagerly, and couldn't help laughing, "Look at your gluttony, come, give mother a taste of the salty fish soup." He picked up a piece of fish and put it in the bowl Be careful except for the fishbone.

Said it was a taste of saltiness, but in fact it was a small stove for Zhu Pingan.

"Well, then I'll try it." Zhu Ping'an washed his hands in the basin next to him, waving his fat paws as if reluctantly, but the appearance of the saliva coming out of it still made Chen Shi quite amused.

The soup is delicious. Mother's handicraft is a hundred times better than father's at noon.

(end of this chapter)