Chapter 155: Water hyacinth tofu soup

A meal at noon, everyone ate especially comfortably, and praised Seventh Uncle's cooking skills endlessly. However, Seventh Uncle himself was very dissatisfied:

A full basin of egg silk wolfberry bud balls, although Seventh Uncle said the big pot dish selling appearance is average, but what everyone saw... green wolfberry buds, yellow egg silk, and a handful of red wolfberries.

The fresh fragrance of pork leg meat mixed in these green leaves and red flowers, especially tempting.

Not to mention when cooking, Seventh Uncle strolled around the pond at the door, and pointed to Zhang Yanping to fish out a handful of water hyacinth.

What is water hyacinth?

Invasive species!

If this grows in whose pond, no one manages it, it can cover the entire pond in half a month.

That is, there are many grass carp in the pond at the door now, which maintains growth on the edge.

But looking at Seventh Uncle, it is simply not knowing the goods—

"Water hyacinth tofu soup, that is very fresh and tender."

"Besides, look at this tenderness, obviously the quality is better than those carefully cultivated, the taste is sure not to be bad. Being in a treasure mountain and not knowing how to eat, that is you..."

"When the time comes, pick some tender water hyacinth, remove the roots and wash them clean, blanch them, and with tofu, use pork lard and ginger slices to make soup, sure to make you drink it clean."

Song Tan remembered—oh, when digging wild vegetables by the pond before, spiritual energy promoted growth, about some were stuck by water hyacinth...

"Eat, eat, eat!" She made a decision on the spot: "Uncle, whatever you make, we eat."

So Song Sancheng, who had just finished work, was sent out again:

"The gas tank at home should be changed, there is no gas. By the way, carry two catties of water tofu, make soup at noon."

With water hyacinth, the original rape flower rice soup doesn't need to be made, Seventh Uncle pondered for a while, simply use it to mix wild onions.

The rest can be stewed with some meat.

This meal was eaten like a whirlwind and especially satisfied, just looking at the menu, foodie Zhang Yanping felt that he had learned a lot.

Not to mention the people at home—even Song Tan, for the first time, tasted two more bites of these "ordinary" vegetables.

After eating, everyone could feel that the sky was not good.

Originally it was just drizzle, but at this moment the dark clouds in the sky were heavier, as if heavy rain was in front of them.

Until Wu Lan frowned:

"Why does it feel like heavy rain is coming? I just picked tea leaves."

Grandma Wang Lifen was also full of regret: "Exactly! During this time, it was busy and chaotic, and only today could I put my heart down to go to the tea mountain... why is it going to rain suddenly?"

It didn't rain so heavily around Qingming in previous years!

Song Tan laughed, the spiritual energy catalyzed last night made the peach trees take root, and the vegetable garden was full of vitality, which was exactly when the water demand was high!

This rain came just in time.

"Mom, you and Grandma should take a good rest. Everyone has been busy like a top during this time, this is God wanting you to slow down."

This is true.

However, as a standard rural person, Until Wu Lan just glared at her: "You know how to be lazy, isn't it not raining yet? Mom—"

She shouted loudly: "Go, go, go, let's go to the tea mountain and work for a while."

Seeing the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law go up the mountain, Song Tan was also helpless, thought for a moment, simply go to the back mountain to stroll around.

Also found the pig feed bucket from home, mixed the leftovers, and added some to Dawang who ate dog food at noon!

But Song Sancheng had already taken the tools with Song Youde:

"Uncle, I'll go to your house first to see where it needs to be repaired."

Old houses in the countryside, even if they are just adobe houses, as long as someone lives in them, they will be as solid as ever for decades.

But once the house is empty, no matter if it is reinforced concrete or concrete, it won't be long before the house starts to have problems—

In old words, houses also need human spirit to nourish.

Seventh Uncle and Seventh Aunt have lived in the city since they moved, and only come back to be lively during festivals, and the houses are just barely lived in, and haven't been renovated for many years.

Song Sancheng has already planned: just because of the seriousness of teaching Qiaoqiao, if he can't do it alone in the afternoon, he will invite more people to work together, striving to let Seventh Uncle live comfortably at home!

Seventh Uncle?

He was not idle either, at this moment went to turn over Song Tan's freezer: "There are quite a few green vegetables and chili peppers in the kitchen, I'll see if there is anything meaty, when doing farm work, if you don't eat something oily, you won't have strength."

Only Qiaoqiao held the tablet and was focused, attracted by the charming Ultraman inside.

Zhang Yanping looked around—seems like, he is the only idle person at home?

He strolled around the courtyard twice, thought for a moment, reached out and picked up a little puppy in his arms, and then opened his mobile phone to start various contacts.

Back mountain, Dawang's house was built very majestically.

If a stranger came, I'm afraid they would ponder whether this is for people to live in or for dogs to live in.

But look twice and you will understand—

Inside the high door without shelter is a piece of rough cement floor, covered with a layer of dry straw.

Dawang loves cleanliness, and now the straw is the same, neat and bright.

And at the door of the doghouse, in a large enamel basin with white bottom and red flowers that was eliminated, the dog food was licked clean.

On the other side was a plastic bucket, with only half a bucket of water left.

Song Tan carried a small bucket up the mountain, and saw Dawang had excitedly wagged its tail.

What's wrong with eating leftovers? Its Dawang loves leftovers, the taste of leftovers is a hundred times better than dog food!

It's a pity. Dawang probably also knows its appetite is too big, if it really takes leftovers as proper food, it has to dry a pot in one meal—

Can't stand it!

Anyway, there is still a lot of dog food from the previous owner, let's eat dog food first.

Song Tan poured the rice in the bucket into the old enamel basin, watched Dawang eat fragrantly, and couldn't help but touch its smooth and oily fur:

"Dawang, do you often cheat things from Qiaoqiao's hands? Why do I feel like you have grown taller again?"

Dawang's tail stiffened instantly, and then wagged as if nothing had happened.

Song Tan looked carefully, just aimed at Dawang's small eyes looking upward.

Well, what else is there to understand?

Look at its oily and smooth appearance!

Song Tan still remembers: "Look, you were reluctant to leave when you left your previous owner, can he give you better food than I give you?"

"Work hard, every grain of food you eat is your salary, eat freely!"

Now mentioning the previous owner, Dawang is no longer sad, it just accelerated the frequency of wagging its tail, and at this moment buried its head deeper into the basin.

By the way, it kept taking its nose to try to arch away the Dabai goose that wanted to grab food, Dabai's long neck and flat beak took advantage of the situation, you come and I go.

Don't say, it's really interesting!

Song Tan couldn't help but take a video of this snatching food and posted it to Moments.

And then she began to speak earnestly:

"Dawang, guarding this back mountain every day, is it actually quite boring?"

"Do you consider adding some burden to yourself?" ===== CHAPTER 156 =====