The fragrance of chrysanthemums is very weak, and she has picked them frequently in the past. There are more than yesterday. When the ropes under the eaves were full and turned golden, she did not smell the fragrance of chrysanthemums. On the contrary, she only picked a small handful yesterday. I still smell it when I hang it outside.
Could it be that my sense of smell has become more sensitive? That's not right, the smell of the pig pen is so strong, why didn't you smell it? I took a few deep breaths deliberately, but I still didn't smell it, but my nose was no longer blocked and was much clearer than before.
As Song Nanzhi went to the backyard to fetch water to wash his face and mouth, he looked at the wooden basin that was used to cut pigweed in the past and saw that most of the basin had chopped red sweet potato vines. "Grandma, why did you go to the fields to cut red sweet potato vines and come back so early?" Are you tired? Are you not dizzy yet?"
Song Nanzhi said: "I didn't cut this back. It was your Aunt Chunxia who brought it with a large basket on her back. She came early in the morning and washed it, and helped cut it and feed it to the pigs. She didn't say anything about paying back the pigs after they were fed. He helped us bring water to the pig pens and rinse them before leaving."
I thought it was because I was overthinking it, but it turned out that the pig pen was being flushed. Was it because I was overthinking it? Or has your sense of smell really suddenly become more sensitive?
Mo Ziyuan decided to go to the pig pen to smell it when she was feeding the pigs with dishwater after the meal.
After washing her face and gargling her mouth, Mo Ziwan turned around and returned to the kitchen. At this time, Song Nanzhi had already shoveled the pancakes into the bowl. Seeing that Mo Ziwan had washed up, he handed the bowl with the scallion pancakes to her hand and said, "You put it in Send these pancakes to your Aunt Yu, and then come back for dinner."
"Okay." Mo Ziyuan took it and walked out with the bowl in hand. From time to time, the Han family would give the Mo family something to eat, and the Mo family, who had whatever they had at home, never forgot to send it to the Han family.
The Han family and the Mo family were only ten feet apart. They walked down the steps under the eaves and came to the yard. As soon as they reached the center of the yard, a breeze blew in their faces. Along with the breeze, there was also a light smell of fruits and vegetables. smell.
Mo Ziwan stood in the yard holding a bowl and looked at the cucumbers, loofahs, and delicate tomatoes in the vegetable field beside the yard. These three vegetables, green onions and cabbage are also available. She was familiar with the smell of fruits and vegetables in the fields and could easily distinguish them. However, she now carefully distinguished the smell carried by the wind. The smell was indeed more obvious than before, even the growth on the roadside. The smell of Zheergen also slipped into the nasal cavity.
I no longer have to go to the pig pen in the backyard to confirm that my sense of smell has indeed changed. Although the sudden change came out of nowhere, as soon as I thought that I could live in this other world again, I was relieved of the sudden change in my sense of smell and stopped worrying about the reason. It was just a good thing.
Holding the bowl in his hand, he continued to walk towards Han's house. He was in a good mood, thinking about what Song Nanzhi said in the morning. His nose was like Xiao Huang from Uncle Yuanshan's house.
Walking out of the yard and to the edge of the vegetable garden, the smell of fruits and vegetables became more obvious. Except for the slightly stronger fruits and vegetables that I just smelled, the smell of other vegetables also slipped into my nose.
After walking out of the yard, Mo Ziwan carefully felt the different smells of wild flowers and grass on the roadside. It was only a few steps, but today it took half as much time as usual.
When she arrived at the door of Han's house, she stood in the yard and shouted: "Aunt Yu, brother Chunlin, sister Lulu!" After shouting, Mo Ziwan raised her feet and walked towards the eaves.
Yu Silian responded in the room: "Hey!"
After hearing Yu Silian's response, Mo Ziwan walked towards the room where they were eating. When she reached the door, Han Chunlin walked out, surprised that she came so early, "Sister Wanwan, why are you here so early today? "
Mo Ziwan handed the bowl she was holding forward, "My grandma fried scallion pancakes and asked me to get some for you."
Han Chunlin took the bowl and said happily: "The scallion pancakes fried by Grandma Song are the most delicious."
Yu Silian looked at Han Chunlin and said, "Why don't you thank your sister Wanwan quickly?"
Han Chunlin immediately thanked her and said, "Thank you, sister Wanwan." Then he added, "Thank you, Grandma Song, too."
After Han Chunlin spoke, Yu Silian also said: "Thank you, Wanwan." Even Han Qiulu also thanked her: "Thank you, sister, I want to eat cakes." As she spoke, her hand reached out to the bowl held by Han Chunlin. .
Mo Ziyuan: "You're welcome!"
Mo Ziwan returned from the Han family. In order to verify her sense of smell again, it was more of a novel experience, so she smelled it again on the way back. After smelling all the way home, and becoming more sure that her sense of smell had really become very sensitive, Mo Ziwan's mood was just like the asters and wild chrysanthemums blooming everywhere in summer, brilliant and gorgeous.
I am secretly happy that when I go up the mountain in the future, in addition to using my eyes to find medicinal materials, I can also identify what kind of plants are around based on the smell. God is so good to me! In the future, it will be easier to make more money by finding medicinal materials. This is easier than copying books.
After returning home and having a meal, Mo Ziwan went back to the house to copy the book. She had to hurry up and finish the second book. If she finished it earlier, she would have more time to go to the mountains to find medicinal materials.
At nearly noon, Li Dagang came to Mo's house carrying most of the basket of firewood. Song Nanzhi was very surprised by Li Dagang's arrival, but Mo Ziyuan was not surprised. When she saw Li Dagang coming, she stepped forward and shouted: "Brother Dagang, this Did you collect the firewood for us?"
Li Dagang is still indifferent to Mo Ziyuan, because if it weren't for her picking wild chrysanthemums alone yesterday, everyone wouldn't be thinking about looking for him. If he didn't go to her, he wouldn't have any conflicts with everyone. , then nothing will happen later, and there will be no beatings, and there will be no father calling him out early in the morning, asking him to go out to look for firewood all over the mountains and plains after breakfast. So after Mo Ziyuan's words, Li Dagang responded coldly: "Yeah."
When Song Nanzhi heard that he was bringing firewood to his family again, he hurriedly refused: "Dagang, you are a good boy. You didn't mean to push the wand into the river yesterday. You should carry this firewood back quickly. We still have plenty of firewood." , you carry it back to make a fire and cook." It's said to be a lot, but how can it really be a lot. Farmers live a life in which nothing is too much. Just like this firewood, although it is worthless, it is still saved in handfuls.
When harvesting rice, we save straw, and after harvesting wheat, we save wheat straw. Corn stalks, soybeans, mung beans, and pea stalks all have to be saved for daily use for cooking. That's not all. When I have some free time on weekdays, I have to go outside to cut some branches and cut some weeds and keep them.
This was not the only time Li Dagang got into trouble, but this was the most serious one. The most serious thing but I didn't get scolded severely.
Like now, not only was she not scolded, but she was very polite to him, and even said that she was a good child. This made Li Dagang feel a rare sense of embarrassment. Like his father, he could only speak a few dry words. , "We have it at home." After saying that, he put down the basket and prepared to pour firewood under the eaves of Mo's house.
Seeing him putting down his backpack, Mo Ziyuan was about to pour the firewood inside under the eaves. She hurriedly shouted: "Brother Dagang, please pour it later." After shouting, she said: "Brother Dagang, please put the firewood under the eaves." In our backyard." In any case, the firewood is going to be collected, so we might as well let him carry it to the eaves where the firewood is piled in the backyard and then dump it out, so that grandma won't have to clean it up again.
After hearing this, Li Dagang responded: "Okay." Then he picked up the basket again.
Mo Ziwan led the way, and after bringing it to the corner of the backyard, she said to Li Dagang: "Brother Dagang, just leave it here."
Li Dagang obeyed and flipped the basket upside down from his back. In an instant, the firewood in the basket was scattered all over the floor.
Mo Ziwan looked at his flowing movements. They were really child's movements, and she didn't know whether to be gentler or slower. He walked forward and picked up the firewood scattered on the ground one by one and piled them together. Li Dagang saw this and knelt down to pick up the firewood.
When Mo Ziwan saw him taking the initiative to squat down and follow her to pick firewood, it was true that she had some winks.
Song Nanzhi had been following the two of them, but when the two children were collecting firewood, she did not step forward to help. Although the dizziness was relieved, it was not completely fun. When squatting, the dizziness was even worse. When the two were collecting firewood, she just scooped out a basin of water for them. After they finished collecting, she shouted: "Come here and wash your hands."
Mo Ziwan responded: "Okay." Then she pulled Li Dagang and said, "Brother Dagang, let's go and wash your hands."
Li Dagang said: "No, I'm going back."
Mo Ziyuan said: "Brother Dagang, are you anxious to go back?" But before he could answer, she added: "I want to go to the mountain again. Brother Dagang, can you accompany me?"
When Li Dagang heard that he wanted to go to the mountain with her again, he immediately refused: "I just came back from the mountain. It was very hot and I didn't want to go." It was because of going to the mountain that what happened later happened, and he didn't want to go again.
Song Nanzhi was also afraid that something would happen if she followed Li Dagang, so she said: "Wanwan, your brother Dagang is right. He just came back from the mountain. It's very hot outside and it will be noon soon. If you want to go again, you will be delayed." Brother Dagang is having dinner." Although she didn't agree with Li Dagang taking her, he didn't let her go to the mountain. "If you want to go, grandma will take you there another day." She was also thinking about going to the mountain.
Mo Ziyuan insisted on going, going there with adults or with children to fool around. She imitated what Mo Tingyu said before and said: "There are trees in the mountains and it's not hot at all!" Then she said to Li Dagang: "Big Brother Gang, if you go up the mountain with me, I will teach you how to identify the medicinal materials. Once you learn how to identify the medicinal materials, you can dig up the medicinal materials and sell them for money."
Don't say that adults are very sensitive to money, even children are the same. So after listening to Mo Ziyuan's words, Li Dagang never thought about whether the child in front of him, who was half his age, would recognize medicinal materials. After hearing that they could be sold for money, He immediately agreed and said: "Okay." After agreeing, he asked again: "I will go back and put the backpack away and come back to you."
But Mo Ziyuan said: "No need, carry it on your back, you can still pick up some firewood later."
Although Mo Ziwan said that Li Dagang was moved, Song Nanzhi disagreed and said: "Wanwan, it will be noon soon, and grandma is still a little dizzy. You can still help grandma cook if you stay at home. If you go out too, grandma How do you cook alone?"
