Every time after the Qingming Festival, when the wheat turns green, clusters of green buds will appear on the hillsides, which are the new buds that emerge from wild chrysanthemums. When these buds grow by about an inch, pull them off, pick the dried leaf shavings mixed with them in the past, wash and chop them, add a little flour, and then fry them into pancakes. The unique fragrance is indescribable and describable.

The pepper tree next to the vegetable garden has also begun to sprout. The pepper buds with a slightly red color similar to the Chinese toon buds are the best. When the leaves are curled and not yet stretched, you can pick a few handfuls of them. It is also OK to eat them with wild chrysanthemum buds, but the best way to eat them is to mash them with garlic and turn them into green mustard-like garlic paste in Japanese cuisine, dip them on the white flour buns that have just been out of the pot. They are spicy and fragrant and very delicious.

Sun Gang also made a lot of them for Zhao Han to try them out. It was her first time eating these things, and it felt very novel.

I also caught a few eels in the orchard ditch to make a tooth sacrifice. These eels lie in the winter and consumed more food. Fortunately, it is spring now, so there is no shortage of what they eat.

The eel is crispy and delicious, and the whole family praised it.

This eel is 100% wild, without any hormones, and it tastes crispy and ten times better than what you bought in supermarkets in the city. Everyone likes to eat it.

Speaking of eels, although Sun Gang's eels are kept in ditches, they have never been fed anything like feed. At most, they can catch some fish, tadpoles and earthworms.

These days it is the egg-laying period of frogs again, and tadpoles are everywhere in the ditches and ponds. Sun Gang is not worried about finding food for eels and fireheads. He throws something in a few days. The eels in the pool don’t seem to worry about him, and he still looks quite happy.

I guess this should be the effect of spring water, so he was completely relieved and didn't have to worry about eels every day.

The two of them did nothing in the afternoon, and Sun Gang took Zhao Han to get to know the environment near the village.

In April, the wheat seedlings in the countryside are green, peach blossoms are like clouds, and pear blossoms are like snow. When Sun Gang and Zhao Han walk in this field that releases the fragrance of green, she thinks she has walked into a paradise.

Looking at the fields, the villagers were busy with their livelihoods.

"I remember there is a river there, right?" Zhao Han pointed to the west of a large area of ​​paddy fields.

"Yes, this river is about to turn into a stream." When I was young, the river was still relatively abundant, and only some trickle of water remained in the past few years.

In order to enjoy the beautiful scenery by the river, Sun Gang and his wife walked on the sheep intestine path leading to the river in the village. There were paddy fields on both sides and no seedlings were planted yet.

The sky was red, and the sunset came towards her smiling face. Sun Gang hurriedly grabbed the corner of her clothes, afraid that he would accidentally miss the appointment to appreciate the beauty.

Her floating clothes decorate the poetic and picturesque scenery of the mountains in the distance, hazy and beautiful and unique. The neat fields are also covered with a layer of colorful gauze, just like the exquisite rust product of Rust Niang in Jiangnan, delicate, round, and soft and bright color.

Walking on the velvet grass, I saw the smoke from cooking again, which was the smoke from cooking that flowed through Sun Gang's heart.

The thick one is like a beautiful painting hand and splashes ink at will; the light one is like a white veil released by a girl washing her hair casually, lingering over the village, lingering among the dense but sparse tree canopy, like fog and veil, and it seems like a series of soft stitches that embellish the dreams of the entire village.

The smoke of cooking fires with the smell of wheat stems and grass and the fragrance of delicious food, the cheerful singing of domestic animals and birds has become a friendly, simple country evening song, rippling in this evening glow of dusk, allowing you to enjoy endless aftertaste.

The smoke in the countryside is the mother's eager expectations and deep longing for her children before the bonfire; it is the father's firm belief in working hard in the fields; it is the warm nostalgia that the wanderer dreams; it is the hope in the disappointment of the tired traveler.

The two of them came to the riverside, and the winding river was illuminated by the sound of sticks. The water surface was shining with silver light, sparkling, and quietly flowing towards the river.

The unsolved childlike innocence stirred up the feeling of Sun Gang's desire to run barefoot. Sun Gang took off his shoes and stretched his arms to the river. The soft grass and soft beach by the river kissed his feet. The tender and fragrant feeling instantly wrapped around his body, so warm! So comfortable! Suddenly I remembered Haizi's poem, "Facing the sea, spring is warm, flowers are blooming, be a happy person."

At this moment, they are also a happy couple.

Watching the rippling waves kneading the sky into shining pearls and sprinkling them on the water, Sun Gang hurriedly stepped on the water barefoot, and the waves of light coolness diluted the fatigue of running.

A bunch of water pearls flowing in the water, and Zhao Han also took the opportunity to salvage the golden light all over the river. Women in various postures not far away were on the stones by the river, and the sound of sticks was colorful. The sticks were the special music in the village, and they played them every morning and dusk.

Gently snatch a handful of river water, the surface of the water was filled with melodious ripples, passing around. Spread the water in the air, reflecting millions of colorful lines, covering the whole body, like wearing a colorful cloud robe, making people feel infinite imagination.

The two tired of playing sat hand in hand on the grass by the river, blending with the scene, the winding river, the clean river, the quiet grass, the girls washing clothes not far away, the fields and mountains in the distance, gentle fear of shocking the sounds of fish and the noisy insects and birds, forming a beautiful picture.

"Let's go home, it's almost dark." Sun Gang put on his shoes, got up and patted the grass chips on his butt.

"You carry me..." Zhao Han was also barefoot at this time. Seeing Sun Gang get up, he acted coquettishly at him.

Sun Gang was so entangled that she had no choice but to carry her on her back and slowly walk home.

"I'm not heavy, right?" Zhao Han asked with some concern.

"It's not heavy yet, I'm almost catching up with the pig."

"Hate……"

The two were flirting and met a villager on the way, and everyone smiled at the young couple kindly. Zhao Han kept burying his head on Sun Gang's shoulders, so embarrassed that he looked up.

The village became quieter under the sunset. At this time, country singers gradually began to appear on stage.

Crickets, cucumbers and frogs began to become active and walked out to perform on stage. The grand symphony kicked off, with two melodious solos, and then a chorus of singing, with soft and hard singing one after another.

The simple singing is the most beautiful and moving song in the countryside. It sings the hope and future of the peasant family, adds infinite fun and imagination to the quiet night in the countryside, and writes fairy tales to the children's childhood.

The night in the village is calm, calm, warm and natural, and the symphony becomes a hypnotic pillow for rural areas. When the village lights are lit in the deep dusk, the farmers' pillows are quietly entering their dreams with the sound of frogs. There is a scene of harvest and prosperity singing from the sound of frogs in the dream, and there are generations of farmers' joyful wishes.

A little free time before spring planting.

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I hope everyone will collect it!!! The 5.1 holiday has just passed, the fat man didn’t even have a day off and was still at work during the day. His hard life!!!
Chapter completed!