Chapter 492: Looking for Dog Long's Head

"Isn't this coming to see you? I've been out for more than a month and I don't know how to call your breasts. The old lady comes to our house to ask every day." Aunt Zhang Qian said it just now, but when she saw He Yifan, she couldn't believe that the son was standing in front of her.

When she was at home, she had a chubby face and was rosy. Now she was tanned and shiny, as if she had just come out of a black coal mine. Fortunately, she was in good spirits, otherwise she would have suspected that Zhang Qian and the others had abused their son.

In fact, the problem of tanning can be completely avoided. Zhang Qian suggested that He Yifan drink a few cups of local honey or make some honey every day to apply it on his face, but this person is not used to the smell of honey and ends up leaving it alone.

Seeing her son's appearance, Aunt Zhang Qian felt so distressed that she couldn't do it. Her son had never suffered since she was a child. Unexpectedly, she ran to Liujiagou to suffer now. She insisted on taking He Yifan home, saying that this job was not done by humans, and we wouldn't want it no matter how much money it earned. Isn't it just that she wants to buy a computer? My mother paid for the money

Liu Junhao understood clearly, but it was not that He Yifan had no idea, but that he was beaten by his aunt Zhang Qian. The way she educated her children was wrong and she was too spoiled. He Yifan was already seventeen or eighteen years old, and he could be a father in the countryside at this age. Now he still treats his son as a child and has no idea of ​​letting him go. No wonder he has developed such a son.

Don’t raise your own children like this in the future. You must cultivate their **xing. Liu Junhao made up his mind again.

Fortunately, He Yifan didn't mean to go back this time, so he insisted on earning money to buy a computer by himself.

Uncle Zhang Qian thought it was right to let his son come to Liujiagou, at least now he knew that he had made money. In the end, he persuaded his wife to stop him and said that it would be a good thing to let his children exercise. Besides, his own children are children, aren’t it from others? Didn’t you see that there are so many children younger than him in Liujiagou who are also wearing cicada shells?

With his parents coming, He Yifan naturally could not get cicada shells again.

A group of people sat under the neem tree to enjoy the cool air. Liu Junhao was holding a big huā skin and was about to cut Jianhui and shouted, "Uncle, I don't eat watermelons, I will go to the backyard to pick melons and eat them."

"Pick one for me too." He Yifan advised him later. He would feel normal when eating anything every day. He had enough skin, but now they think the melon tastes better.

Liu Junhao did not plant melons deliberately, and only planted five plants in the backyard to eat them at home. Under the nourishment of spring water, these melon seedlings are very good. They can pick two or three melons of bowl size every day. It is now August, and the huā on the melon seedlings is still very prosperous and probably have to bear some.

"This watermelon is good. Some time ago, I asked someone to take a few of them. We ate them for half a month. In the end, the one was still thinking about letting them go bad. Who knew that it would be sweet and sloppy when you kill them." Aunt Zhang Qian sighed with a piece of watermelon.

"Haha, it's okay to keep the watermelon at room temperature for two months." Liu Junhao replied with a smile. He had done an experiment and ate his own watermelon until November last year.

"It's raining?" Uncle Zhang Qian was holding the watermelon and chewing it hard. He felt a few drops of rain dripping from his head. He hurriedly looked up at the sky, but the sun was shining brightly.

"Haha, aunt, it's the urine of cicadas." After Xiao Jianhui said that, he took a bamboo pole from the side and hit the neem tree a few times. Several cicadas were frightened and ran away with a few "squeaks". Before leaving, he did not forget to drop a few drops of urine on everyone's heads.

There were guests at home, and when it was almost dark, Liu Junhao led everyone to dig cicadas in the yard. In half an hour, he caught more than twenty pieces and could cook one dish at night.

Liu Junhao also wanted to fry an eel plate, but was stopped by his aunt Zhang Qian, saying that he had eaten a lot of watermelon in the afternoon and was not hungry at all now, just make it simple.

So he went to the chicken coop to make some dried toon, and made some fried eggs with Chinese toon. He slurped cucumbers from the vegetable field and slurped a few garlic cloves and stir-fried pork with luffa.

"Xiaohao, are there any wild yam on your mountain? Before I came, my sister asked me to help me dig some." After dinner the next morning, Aunt Zhang Qian asked when she was packing the table.

"Tianya, what is this?" Zhang Qian looked at her husband suspiciously.

"There is nothing strange. It's the dog on our mountain, and its scientific name is "Tianyaya." Liu Junhao explained later, "However, there are, but it was almost dug up a few years ago. Now if you want to dig, you need to look for it in the mountains."

The Chinese yam is a Chinese medicinal material. Now it is time to dig it out. Dig it out and remove the fibrous roots, wash it and dry it to sell it as a medicinal material. The ingredients of the "Chinese yam tortoise soup" that people often drink in Guangdong are like this. It is said that this soup has a good effect in removing dampness.

The people of Liujiagou have a tradition of digging dogs with a head, but at first it was not used as medicinal materials, but as food when there was a famine. The head of dogs with a head contains starch, which can be extracted and eaten with pancakes.

Liu Junhao has heard from the elderly that it is not easy to extract starch from the "dog head". First, dig out the root of the dog head and rinse it with clean water, slice it, dry it, then grind it into powder, then sift it away with impurities such as wood fibers and then use a sieve to sift away impurities such as wood fibers, and finally wrap it in gauze and put it in a water tank to settle. After a day or two, a layer of white starch will be left at the bottom of the water tank. You can use it to make porridge or pancakes, which will become a life-saving thing when there is a famine.

However, the younger generation has not caught up with this kind of thing, and most of them have only heard from the elderly at home. At that time, there was a famine in spring, and people had to go up the mountain to dig a dog's head for several months every year. It was not until the Dragon Boat Festival that the wheat was harvested, and the spring famine was over.

It’s strange that a hundred or twenty years ago, there were many dogs on the mountain, and they were big and big. They couldn’t finish digging.

Later, when people stopped digging, there were much less of this thing. When Liu Junhao and his friends were young, they also pulled the dog head vine when they were playing in the mountains. Its tubers were difficult to find, and they often got halfway through the vine.

The fruit on the vine tastes good and is a bit pink.

Later, this thing turned into Chinese medicine, and the town purchased a lot of them. Adults and children went up the mountain to dig, and the soil pits where Dog Langtou were dug all over the mountains, which made people sad.

A few years ago, when mountains were closed for cultivation, Gou Langtou recovered. In addition, people now have many ways to find money, and few people go up the mountain to dig. If you want to dig, you should be able to dig a lot.

In fact, there are many kinds of dog head Liu Junhao's stone locks, and the quality is definitely better than those outside. According to his idea, he can dig some for them later and stop letting others go up the mountain for trouble. However, Aunt Zhang Qian disagreed and even said that she wanted to dig on the mountain by herself.

Well, Liu Junhao could only ask his wife to take care of the two little babies at home, and he led a group of people up the mountain to find the dog's head.

There are many dogs on a nearby hillside, but unfortunately they are all thin vines that have just grown in the past two years. The tubers grown under them are very small and have no value to dig.

However, this area is probably because there are many cicada shells in the bushes, and most of them are attached to half a meter-high wormwood leaves, so they can directly reach out to pick them. He Yifan and others were very excited and immediately threw away the shovel and turned their heads to pick up the cicada shells.

Aunt Zhang Qian didn't want to run away anymore. She even said so much wild yam seedlings and digging some small ones.

"Auntie, I definitely can't dig it." Seeing that she insisted, Liu Junhao had to show off his example. He squatted and chose a slightly thicker vine to dig it up. After a few shovels, there were still fine vines in the soil, and there were no tuber at all.

Seeing that Aunt Zhang Qian couldn't find it, she could only follow Liu Junhao to search for it.

As for the little guys, they were busy picking up cicada shells, so naturally they didn't follow. They wanted to take Xiaopi to explore the way, but in a while, they didn't know where this guy ran.

Liu Junhao led them to a mountain valley, which was washed away by mountain torrents. Later, the rocks collapsed and the mountain stream was diverted to become dry ditches. The bottom of the ditch was covered with thorny seedlings, thorn branches and other weeds, so this is also a natural paradise for small beasts such as fox, rabbit, badger, and insects.

However, people from Liujiagou rarely enter this ditch, mainly because there are more snakes inside and they are quite large in size.

After hearing his description, Aunt Zhang Qian began to give up. Fortunately, as soon as she entered the bottom of the ditch, Liu Junhao found several thick dog-headed vines.

He and Uncle Zhang Qian immediately took the shovel and digged. After digging a few times, they suddenly heard a slight sound above their heads.

Aunt Zhang Qian stood up and looked around and saw nothing.

She thought she had heard it badly, but she just squatted down and the "shush" sound came out again.

"Xiao Hao, what's the sound?" Uncle Zhang Qian also felt something was wrong.

"It might be something wild, it's okay." There are many wild animals in this ravine, so it's normal for him to make movement. Liu Junhao replied and continued to wave the shovel. But he didn't know that the ravine was described just now, which made Aunt Zhang Qian and his wife feel scared.

As soon as the words fell, the sound rang in the grass in front again. This time they all saw clearly, as if something was squirming in the grass.

It’s just that the artemisia is too deep and it can’t be seen clearly.

"It's not a python, is it?" Uncle Zhang Qian said, putting the shovel across in front of Xiong.

"Let's take a look." Liu Junhao picked up the shovel and walked forward.

He walked to the wormwood bushes and searched carefully for a while, but found no trace of the snake. He was about to turn his head and leave, but he saw a half-clear bamboo pole next to him. Liu Junhao squatted down and pulled it suddenly.

"Oh my God" a scream came from a distance, and I saw a man falling out of the grass. It was the hairy child.

Behind him, a few guys came out with a sneer.

"You naughty kids, why are you doing so far when you hit the cicada shell? You are not afraid of hitting a big snake, and you even deliberately scare people." Liu Junhao didn't even get angry, twisting the hairy kid's ear and scolding them.

"It hurts, it hurts, Uncle Xiaohao, we are here to cut wild celery."

"Cut wild celery, what do you want to do? Do you have to do bad things again, right?" Without guessing, Liu Junhao knew that these guys would have had some bad ideas.

Some time ago, they didn't know who said that drinking mint oil could increase the height, so they went up the mountain to cut half a snakeskin bag and cooked mint oil. Fortunately, they were discovered early, otherwise these guys would have drunk it foolishly.

And this wild celery is even more toxic, so it would be bad if it causes trouble.

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