Chapter 432

There was one more thing Zhang Wangjia didn't say.

He has been eating and drinking at Song Tan's house every day for this period; maybe the oil and fat were enough, or maybe the food at home was really good, making him accidentally eat a little too much...

Rural people, as long as they eat well, good health is sooner or later.

He now feels that his physical condition is much better than in the first half of the year; not to mention anything else, carrying things around with Brother Wu Lei Lei, this big young man, every day is not that strenuous anymore.

At this rate, it's not impossible for him to live another ten or twenty years.

When he can work, he'll watch the peach orchard; when he can't work, he'll weave straw mats for Song Tan's house... If he really can't do anything, he has nowhere to spend money now; his salary and savings are all accumulated, and he'll hire someone to take care of him later...

If he really can't be taken care of, then that's that.

Nowadays, as long as he can let go in his mind, Zhang Wangjia feels that life couldn't be more comfortable.

Therefore, he became increasingly carefree.

Song Tan didn't know that his Uncle Zhang, who had always been honest and simple, could now think so openly.

At this moment, he just got on the tricycle: "Alright then, Uncle Zhang, please keep an eye on Brother Wu Lei Lei here."

"What are you saying?"

Zhang Wangjia laughed: "Having a big young man to help, at worst it's still easier than me alone, and there's even someone to talk to."

When Song Tan drove the tricycle to the edge of the chestnut orchard, she heard Song Sancheng regretting inside:

"The soybeans ripened too fast this year; I haven't eaten edamame many times. I was thinking of having it with wine."

And Qiao Qiao spread his palms: "Dad, here, this pod is green, it's edamame."

Song Sancheng:...

With yellow leaves and pods all over the ground, just this one green one... what, can he make a cold dish for this one pod?

Song Tan walked in and also laughed.

"It's okay. Next year we'll plant in batches, separating early-ripening and late-ripening ones..."

But that's just for home consumption, not for sale. Fresh edamame still requires someone to clean it specifically; it's not as efficient as soybeans all at once.

Looking at Song Sancheng again, cutting soybeans on one side while picking up the pods and beans that fell on the ground, he was truly busy.

Song Tan looked at Dabao and Erbao who were excitedly surrounding them:

"Dad, stop picking them up."

"Our beans are delicious; it's a pity to leave them here."

Song Sancheng was reluctant.

"It's okay." Song Tan patted Dabao and Erbao's heads: "With them here, can't you just leave them as a snack?"

Don't say, thinking of the scattered beans on the ground, Song Sancheng would feel heartbroken.

But thinking that Dabao and Erbao would eat them, he was instantly satisfied again.

He laughed:

"Okay, our Dabao and Erbao are so obedient, they watch the chestnut orchard so well! Eat, eat as much as you want!"

Well, Dabao and Erbao can understand words now; as soon as they heard "eat," both dogs became spirited, quickly using their noses to root around on the ground, impatiently finding the scattered beans—rolling them up with their tongues and chewing them directly into their stomachs with a crunch.

Although, however... guarding the treasure mountain and not tasting a single bite, it's truly moving.

Song Sancheng was clearly approving.

But Song Tan looked at the two treasures and thought: eating so skillfully, it's estimated that they haven't been without a private meal usually.

As for the culprit...

She looked at Qiao Qiao, who was burying his head in cutting soybeans in front without saying a word, and also smiled helplessly.

The family of three grabbed the branches and leaves of the soybean vines with their left hands, and with a sickle in their right hands, they slashed downward; handfuls of soybean stalks were soon filled in the baskets and then poured into the tricycle.

Among them, Song Tan, who was the most efficient, was simply unstoppable wherever she went, which made Song Sancheng gasp in admiration:

"Tantan, if you had this skill when I was young, the whole village wouldn't have been able to work as well as you."

"Of course!" Song Tan also became proud: "Dad, you don't see what kind of genes I inherited."

For a time, laughter, wind, and barking sounds spread far away in the whole forest.

Before leaving, Song Tan also casually broke off a branch with four or five chestnut burs—the branch was too thin, and the chestnuts were too heavy, making it almost droop down.

Doing this, she could be considered to have reduced the burden on the chestnut tree.

And Qiao Qiao held that branch expectantly: "Let's go! Going home to eat chestnuts!"

Chestnut, this plant, don't look at it as having a lot of defensive power; in fact, it's also very convenient to eat.

For example, on the oval chestnut bur, there is actually a cross-shaped weak point. There are no thorns there, just protected by the thorns on both sides. When it's ripe, it will burst into four petals from this cross opening...

In short, it's still in the tender chestnut state now; a skilled farmer only needs to step on the other half with one foot, then take scissors and gently insert them along any longitudinal or transverse mark, and then break it—

The round chestnut bur splits into two halves, revealing the soft, tender, white chestnut inside.

At this time, because the chestnut hasn't aged, the shell is milky white and very soft. The skin inside is also moist and soft, especially easy to peel.

Put the light yellow chestnut kernel into your mouth, take a crunch, and it's a mouthful of clear, tender moisture.

Sweet and exceptionally wonderful.

Honestly, it's a hundred times better than mature chestnuts!

Just these few chestnut burs, with three or four small chestnuts inside, were divided among the family, two each, like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, making Qiao Qiao look eagerly in the direction of the chestnut forest:

"I want to eat more..."

"Eat!" Song Tan was exceptionally straightforward: "Things are planted to be eaten, but these chestnuts are still a little small; in two days, when they grow bigger, they will be more worth eating."

"When you feed the dogs, just pick some back."

"But..." Qiao Qiao looked at Wu Lan hesitantly: "Didn't Mom say chestnuts can't be eaten if they aren't ripe? It's very wasteful."

Wu Lan was also stunned, then laughed: "How many years ago is this old calendar you're talking about? Back then, we were counting on chestnuts to sell for money; eating a small chestnut bur meant selling half a jin less, so we were definitely reluctant."

"Now we don't rely on this, so eat as much as you want; you can eat the whole mountain if you want."

Back then, before and after the chestnuts matured, we had to go up the mountain every day to watch them, otherwise someone would steal them.

Nowadays, how many chestnut forests in the whole village are deserted; whoever wants to eat can pick them.

The times are different!

And on this side, Song Sancheng spread the soybeans on the open ground in front of the door. Many pods had already fallen off, but some were still connected to the stalks:

"Dry them first, then knock and beat them later; it's easy to clean up."

And Seventh Uncle looked, then went inside to flip through to see if there were any green ones, and picked them directly:

"Stir-fry some fresh soybeans for lunch."

Qiao Qiao came over and curiously followed to flip and look, and it took a long time to gather a small basin.

Unripe soybeans are green when peeled; after removing the shell, remove the semi-transparent membrane. Braise them in a pot, then stir-fry with green pepper sauce and minced meat, which also has a unique flavor...

This chapter makes up for the update I promised last month but didn't write.

I love tender chestnuts!!! But when I was a child, in order to make money, my family really rarely let us eat them.

I've written a lot for another update, but I can't stay up late now, so... if it's not out before twelve, then we'll continue tomorrow.