Chapter 955

"Isn't it that business is not very good? Why are you tired? "

Liu Qingqing looks at Ye Guangrong doubtfully and asks.

"Last night, I asked fan Binbin and Lin Xinru to advertise for our sister's shop. Who knew the effect would be so good. It's so crowded. I used your husband as three people."

Ye Rongrong said.

"Ha ha, hard husband, I don't want to give you a massage."

Liu Qingqing said with a smile.

"Wife is better!"

Ye Rongrong said happily.

……

Autumn morning is hazy. As soon as people open their eyes, they put on hazy fog. When people walk on the road, they can only vaguely see a few meters away, just like entering a fairyland.

Although the landscape in the distance is not clear, it gives people a mysterious feeling.

Fog, thin fog, if there is no fog, such as silk, such as gossamer, floating around in the air, on the ground, a wisp, a silk, very beautiful.

Ye Guangrong walks in the yard, and the fog also follows. It is soft, cool and comfortable to attach to Ye Guangrong.

This is a world of fog. Immersed in the world of fog, I feel as if I am in yaochi fairy palace. Surrounded by clouds and fog, the thick tree trunks are the pillars of the fairy palace.

All of a sudden, behind a cold ice dragged ye glory back to reality, it turned out that the naughty little drops of water on the tree got into ye glory's neck.

Gradually, the fog is a little lighter, and the morning light seeps in, making the fog seem to be dyed with a light layer of Chengsha.

With the passage of time, the fog became lighter, gradually became a wisp, a silk, floating, small, disappeared.

People say that breakfast in late autumn is the most beautiful. Ye Rongrong thinks that the fog in the morning is the most beautiful.

……

After breakfast, ye Rongrong bored to move a chair, sitting in the yard to read a novel.

On the national day, Fang Bolin and her family went on a tour, and there was no outsider in the yard, so the whole yard seemed a little lonely.

"Wuwuwuwu, Uncle..."

Xiao Meng's cry moved Ye Rongrong's spirit away from the book.

"What's the matter?"

Ye Rongrong looks at the weeping little dream and asks suspiciously.

"Uncle, I have a pain in my arm!"

Xiao Mengmeng shows ye Guangrong her arm.

It turns out that xiaomengmeng went to the big chestnut tree in the north of the village with the bear children's gate today to beat chestnuts. She didn't escape in time, but was hit by the chestnuts falling from the tree.

"Well, don't cry, uncle, just give you some medicine."

Ye Rongrong says to take ointment to small dream wipe, this ointment is Ye Rongrong special, the effect is particularly good.

"No more pain!"

Ye Rongrong looks at Xiaomeng and asks.

"Well, it doesn't hurt!"

Little dream nodded and said.

"If you don't have adults in the future, don't beat chestnuts. There are thorns on them. If you hit your face, don't break your face."

Ye Rongrong said.

It's very dangerous to make chestnuts. Chestnuts grow on trees and are covered with thorns. It's impossible for people to climb on trees and pick them by hand.

They are all made of bamboo poles or wooden sticks to beat the branches to knock down the chestnuts. If a chestnuts accidentally falls on a person, he will definitely be injured.

So people in the village do not allow children to play chestnut, for fear that children will hurt themselves if they are not sensible.

"Well!"

Little dream nodded and said.

"Uncle, people still want to eat chestnuts. Erhwazi said raw chestnuts are delicious, but I haven't eaten them."

Children are more greedy, small dream quiet for a while, can't help but say to Ye Rongrong.

"Well, my uncle will take you to chestnut this time, but when there is no adult in the future, you can't chestnut. It will hurt you. At that time, my uncle won't give you ointment."

Ye Rongrong said to Xiaomeng.

"My uncle won't wipe it for me, but my beautiful aunt will."

Little dream whispered.

"You Forget it, uncle, take you to chestnut

Ye Rongrong said gloomily.

After all, I'm a grown-up, so I can't have the same opinion as a child.

Soon Ye Guangrong came to the chestnut tree in the north of the village with Xiaomeng.

This chestnut tree has a history of many years. When ye Guangrong was young, this chestnut tree was already here. More than 20 years later, this chestnut tree is still here, and it still blooms and bears fruit every year.

Because this chestnut tree is a bit old, I don't know who planted it, and it was planted on the collective land in the village, so it became a ownerless fruit tree.

If anyone in the village wants to eat chestnuts, they will come here to beat some and fry them. Of course, no one will get all the chestnuts off the tree.Ye Rongrong picked up the bamboo pole beside the chestnut tree. This is for the convenience of playing chestnut. People in the village put the bamboo pole beside the tree.

"Stay away."

Ye Rongrong said to the little dream beside him.

After xiaomengmeng got to a safe place, ye Rongrong took the bamboo pole in his left hand and patted it gently on the edge of the chestnut tree. Soon, the chestnut on the tree began to fall.

If it's too heavy, it will not only hurt the chestnut tree, but also make the immature chestnut fall from the tree.

General mature chestnut, gently tap, will fall down.

Look almost, ye Rongrong stopped beating the chestnut tree, but picked up all the fallen chestnuts.

"Uncle, how can you get this chestnut out?"

Xiao Meng ran to Ye Rongrong anxiously and said.

This chestnut is wrapped by chestnut bud. If you want to eat this chestnut, you have to smash the chestnut bud with thorns all over.

"Look at your uncle."

With that, ye Guangrong found a sharp stone on the edge and chiseled it slowly on the edge of the chestnut bud. He couldn't face the middle, otherwise he would chisel all the chestnuts inside.

Soon the shell of chestnut bud was chiseled. With the help of a stone tip, the chestnut inside broke away from the enclosure of chestnut bud.

This kind of chestnut tree, which is almost wild, has small chestnut, red brown skin, bright color, and yellow brown hair at the tail.

Peel off one, and there's a shell inside.

If you crush the shell, you can see the tender yellow flesh. This kind of chestnut, which grows naturally and matures naturally, is especially delicious. Unlike the chestnut sold by people now, most of them have measures to promote the growth of the chestnut, and the taste is not delicious.

Looking at the tender yellow flesh, ye Rongrong couldn't help thinking of himself and a group of friends playing and eating under the chestnut tree when he was a child.

At that time, it was still a grain drying farm. However, as many people in the village moved to live outside, most of the fields in the village were abandoned. This grain drying farm has not been used for more than 20 years.

Nowadays, cracks and weeds appear everywhere in the concrete grain drying field. Maybe in a few decades, the traces of the grain drying field will never be seen again.

Just when ye Rongrong sighs, xiaomengmeng grabs the chestnut on Ye Rongrong's hand and puts it in her mouth.

"It's so sweet. It's delicious. Uncle, if you peel it for me again, I'll eat it."

Xiaomengmeng takes Ye Guangrong's hand and shakes it up to act like a spoiled child. It's really a greedy child.

But if children are not greedy, they are not children.

Ye Guangrong also came from childhood. Ye Guangrong remembers that he was more greedy than xiaomengmeng when he was a child.

What good things in the family, mother will not give them to eat, will hide, but ye glory can secretly find, eat it up.

For this, ye Guangrong was beaten by his mother.

"Good, good, don't shake, uncle, you peel it for you."

Ye Guangrong said with a smile.

This kind of raw chestnut is Ye Guangrong's favorite when he was a child.

Raw chestnut is sweeter than cooked chestnut, especially for children.

Children are greedy, but they have such a big appetite that they can't eat without a few.

Ye Guangrong won't waste so many chestnuts. After breaking all the chestnut bracts, ye Guangrong takes out all the chestnuts. Ye Guangrong is going to cook them.

Picking chestnut bud is really not the work of ordinary people. If you don't hold it down or slip your hand, you will get it. It will hurt.

But for ye Guangrong, it's not difficult. Now ye Guangrong can't get a needle into his skin, not to mention that the thorn on the chestnut bud can hurt him.

Many people like to eat the fried chestnuts on the street, but ye Rongrong doesn't like the fried chestnuts on the street because it's very unhealthy. Many vendors on the street add industrial paraffin and saccharin sodium and other sweeteners to stir fry the chestnuts.

In recent years, people also know that food containing industrial raw materials is not a good thing. If you eat too much, you will easily get sick.

is like the Baijiu incident many years ago. It is because of the addition of industrial alcohol, which causes many people to suffer from alcoholism, blindness, and even some serious and direct deaths.

It was only then that people realized that industrial raw materials were the most harmful to human body.

Ye Guangrong put the peeled chestnuts into the bag, but there were still many. Ye Guangrong estimated that there were more than three kilograms of chestnuts.

"Gone, home!"

Ye Rongrong takes Xiaomeng by the hand and goes out in the direction of home.

"Auntie, uncle said to cook chestnuts for us at noon."

When she got home, Liu Qingqing was holding her child and playing with her in the yard.

"Really?"

Liu Qingqing said with a smile.

"Just now I went to the north of the village and picked some chestnuts. After lunch, we cooked them. We haven't eaten them for many years. I miss them very much."Ye Guangrong said with a smile.

When ye Guangrong was a child, if anyone in the village cooked chestnuts, ye Guangrong would give them to the children.

It's a pity that when ye Rongrong grows up, he won't have such treatment. That is to say, ye Rongrong hasn't eaten boiled chestnut for many years.

Just now when I picked the chestnuts, I recalled the taste of Ye Guangrong when I was a child, thinking about cooking them myself.

I don't know if there will be the smell of childhood.

After all, the food I ate when I was a child is delicious in retrospect, but when I eat it again, I don't have the same feeling as when I was a child.

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