Mo Ziwan took a vegetable basket and ran to the vegetable garden. Fortunately, there were some late-season tomatoes in the garden, otherwise there would be nothing in the sandwich except a fried egg. When I walked into the vegetable garden, I walked towards the place where tomatoes were planted. Tomatoes were planted together with the green beans. There were only a few people in the family before. When it came time to plant some vegetables, although there were varieties of every vegetable, there were not many. But Every summer, there are always more tomatoes in the Mo family than in other dishes.
There is an acre of vegetable garden, and tomatoes occupy almost a quarter of it. The two elders of the Mo family are usually reluctant to part with it, but they always think of ways to make Mo Ziyuan eat better and dress better.
In order for Mo Ziwan to eat fruits, a pear tree and a plum tree were planted in the yard in front of Mo's house, and there were two orange trees in the back yard. In addition to planting fruit trees, they also planted tomatoes for Mo Zi. The aster grown can be eaten raw or cooked. Anyway, it is just to give Mo Ziwan a lot of snacks to eat. Of course, if it was just for Mo Ziwan to have snacks to eat, he would not plant so many. The two elders also planned to plant Han Chunlin and Han Shuxian's. Inside.
Mo Ziwan came to the vegetable field carrying a basket that was quite large for her. As she approached, she saw Song Nanzhi bending down to work. Mo Ziwan shouted, "Grandma!"
Song Nanzhi was picking cabbage, and when he saw Mo Ziyuan coming over, he asked with concern, "Why are you up so early?"
Mo Ziyuan still pretended to be hungry and answered, "Grandma, sister Mo Li and I made something delicious."
Although Song Nanzhi is still frugal with food, his family has now paid off its debts and saved some money. The food harvest at home is not as good as before, and food is not what it used to be. As long as it is not wasted, she will not hold back the little food and let the children eat well and be full. Otherwise, she would not buy so much meat from Mo Ziyuan. When I heard that something delicious was being prepared, I just smiled and asked, "What delicious food are you cooking?"
Mo Ziyuan said mysteriously: "You will know when grandma goes back and takes a look." In fact, she didn't know how to say this name.
Song Nanzhi was not unhappy because she didn't say anything. Instead, he laughed and said, "Okay, we'll find out when we get back."
Mo Ziwan saw the basket on the side, which had several cabbages neatly packed in it, and asked: "Grandma, we can't eat so much cabbage at once, why are you cutting so much?"
Seeing Mo Ziwan asking about them, Song Nanzhi told Mo Ziwan about his plan to deliver some vegetables to Xie Wenhua and Liu Yuan. After finishing speaking, he said: "I also picked some green beans and put them under the cabbage. Wait until I get back." Then divide it into two portions, and after dinner you and I will send it to them together."
After hearing this, Mo Ziyuan said: "Okay, then I will pick some tomatoes and send some tomatoes to Uncle Xie and Uncle Liu."
Song Nanzhi also wanted to pick tomatoes, but she was stingy about tomatoes and was afraid that they would be crushed if she put them down, so she thought of waiting until the cabbage was chopped before picking tomatoes. Looking at the basket her granddaughter was carrying, she usually came to the field when she wanted to eat. She was used to picking it, so she let it go and said, "Okay, pick it slowly, don't hurt your hands."
Mo Ziyuan nodded in agreement and walked towards the tomatoes. She looked at the tomato branches with withered branches and leaves. It would be impossible to eat them in a few days. Although the branches and leaves are withered, the tomatoes hanging on the branches are still juicy and can be eaten for several days.
In front of the tomato branches, Mo Ziwan was still tall, so she was bending down to look for ripe tomatoes like Song Nanzhi. There were so many tomatoes, even if she picked them, she would pick them. After a while, I also picked a basket full. On the top of the basket were several big red tomatoes.
After picking two large handfuls of peppers, Song Nanzhi picked about eight or nine eggplants, then straightened up, turned to look at Mo Ziwan, and shouted, "Wanwan, have you picked the tomatoes yet?"
Mo Ziwan also stood up straight and replied: "It's picked." After answering, she said: "Grandma, I can't lift it."
Song Nanzhi didn't dare to let him carry it, so he hurriedly replied: "Don't worry about it, I'll carry it." After saying that, Song Nanzhi walked towards Mo Ziyuan. When he got there, he looked at a basket of tomatoes, and then looked into the ground. On the branches, Although there is still some, it will take two days to mature, and the rest can probably be eaten for five or six days. "You can keep a few for a while, you can eat them if you want, but you have to wait two days for the ones in the field." eat."
Mo Ziwan responded: "Yeah
, I will also use tomatoes for cooking later. "
Song Nanzhi carried the basket full of tomatoes and walked towards the place where the basket was carried. Then he squatted down and put the basket on his back with all his strength. Maybe there were too many vegetables in the basket, and he was carrying a basket of tomatoes that was not light. I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
Mo Ziwan looked at Song Nanzhi who was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly reached out to help her, "Grandma, be careful." After Mo Ziwan stood firm, she quickly picked out two more tomatoes from the basket and held them in her arms.
Seeing the worry on Mo Ziwan's face, Song Nanzhi comforted her with relief: "It's okay. Grandma is feeling much better now. She just couldn't stand firm when she got up."
The vegetable garden was at the door of the house. The two of them walked to the door of the house in a few steps. Song Nanzhi walked directly to the backyard with a basket on his back, preparing to clean up the vegetables. Naturally, Mo Ziwan followed him to the backyard.
Song Nanzhi smelled the Kang cake before entering the kitchen: "Is this Kang cake?"
Mo Ziyuan replied with a smile on her face: "Well, brother Qingyuan is lighting the fire, and sister Mo Li is making cakes."
Song Nanzhi also laughed after hearing this, "Why did you ask your brother Qingyuan to light the fire? Isn't he studying?"
Mo Ziyuan replied with a childish look on her face: "Brother Qingyuan was afraid that Sister Mo Li and I would not be able to do well, so he came to help us. As a result, he couldn't even cook, and I taught him how to make a fire." After saying this, he laughed loudly. laughed.
After hearing this, Song Nanzhi said angrily: "Your Qingyuan brother is a boy, and he has never done anything like this. It's normal if he doesn't know how to do this. Tell me what you want to eat in the future, and I will make it for you. Don't delay your Qingyuan brother's studies."
Although Mo Ziyuan did not agree with this concept of reading only the books of sages and ignoring the outside world, she did not want to change their inherent thinking. Firstly, this was their concern for brother Qingyuan, and secondly, This era, and even the era I lived in before, is the same. Reading and studying are the only serious things for children, and everything else has to take a back seat. The only thing she could try to change was the child she was currently teaching, so she responded obediently to Song Nanzhi's instructions: "Okay."
The two of them entered the kitchen as they spoke. Song Nanzhi looked at Mo Li who was still standing by the stove and said with concern: "Mo Li, be careful, don't burn your hands."
Li Li turned to look at Song Nanzhi, who was being bent by the basket on his back. He put down the spatula and ran to Song Nanzhi, lifting the basket with his hands, "Why does grandma carry so much?"
Song Nanzhi looked at Mo Li running over, and his heart suddenly softened into a puddle of mud. How could this girl be so popular? He stretched out his free hand and touched Mo Li's head, and said lovingly: "These are just vegetables. It's not heavy." After that, he added: "Go and take care of the pot, so as not to burn it in a while."
Murong Qingyuan also came out, first took the tomatoes from Song Nanzhi's hand and said, "Grandma, you should ask Wanwan to come back and call me." He put the tomato basket aside and prepared to put the basket on Song Nanzhi's back.
After Song Nanzhi gave him the basket, how could he ask him to pick up the basket on his back again? However, being cared about by the children made his heart sweeter than eating honey. He walked to the backyard with the basket on his back and said, "It's not heavy. thing."
Murong Qingyuan carried the tomatoes and followed them to the backyard before helping Song Nanzhi put the basket on the well. After putting down the things, Song Nanzhi said to Murong Qingyuan: "Is the meal ready? If not, I'll light the fire. You go and see. your book."
After Song Nanzhi spoke, Murong Qingyuan replied: "The rice is ready, just waiting for Wan Wan's other dishes."
Song Nanzhi turned to look at Mo Ziwan who was picking tomatoes, "Whatever else you need, I'll do it."
Mo Ziwan replied: "Everyone fry an egg and cut the tomato into slices." After that, she looked at the cabbage in the basket and said, "I want some more tender cabbage leaves. Just the top leaves. No need to chop the leaves." , blanch it in boiling water, then wrap it with tomatoes in the cake and eat it directly." I thought to myself: If there is no lettuce, just use cabbage instead, they are all vegetables, the same.
Song Nanzhi said angrily, "You are the only one with many ideas." But he followed up by saying, "Just do whatever you need to do, and I will take care of the rest."
Mo Ziwan knew that she couldn't help, so she said, "Well, grandma, let me brush my teeth and wash my face first."
Murong Qingyuan said, "I'll get you some water."
Mo Ziwan thanked her sweetly: "Thank you.
Brother Qingyuan. "
With the addition of Song Nanzhi, the omelette Mo Ziyuan mentioned was fried in a while, the tomatoes were cut into slices, and the only cabbage leaves were blanched and neatly placed on the plate for later use.
After washing up, Mo Ziwan drank a glass of warm water that had been cooled for her and then came to the chopping board. She reached out and took a cake in her hand and said, "Break the cake from the middle." As she spoke, she opened the cake from the middle. Break it into two cakes, and then continue: "Put the fried egg, vegetable leaves and tomatoes in the middle."
Break a cake into two layers, then add a layer of tomatoes and eggs, add bright yellow cabbage leaves, add a layer of tomatoes on top of the leaves, and finally cover the cake.
Mo Ziwan looked at the sandwich in her hand and said that it was a sandwich, but it had the round shape of a hamburger, but it was not as filling as a hamburger. If the eggs were replaced with chicken steak, and a layer of luncheon meat was added, it would at least be considered a sandwich. It's a Chinese burger.
Well, next time I’ll make burgers instead.
Seeing that the sandwich in his hand was a little too big, he said, "Grandma, help me cut it into smaller pieces. It doesn't have to be too small, just split it into two."
Li Li and Mo Ziwan were holding vegetables next to them, while Song Nanzhi was cutting with a knife. After everything was done, Song Nanzhi took another plate and put three dishes for the Han family and said to Mo Ziwan: "You can give it to yourself. Godmother, send them over and let them try the new trick you came up with."
Mo Ziyuan held the plate and responded, "Okay, I'll send it to you now. I guess Brother Chunlin has only been up for a while, so he can just send it over to eat."
When Song Nanzhi saw Mo Ziwan walking out while talking, she couldn't help but tell her again, "Slow down."
Mo Ziyuan smiled and said to herself: Of course I know to slow down, I'm not a real child. However, he was not vague at all and responded crisply: "Yes, I know."
