Chapter 55 Hairy Legs

"How can anyone buy wild vegetables? They are all used to make a living when they are poor and have no food to eat. The situation is not bad now. There is no one who can't eat. Who will eat it? Besides, wild vegetables are not delicious. Can it be sold?" Mo Quan laughed and listened to the fight between their grandparents and grandchildren, but at this time, he couldn't help interrupting. He was afraid that his granddaughter had miscalculated.

"Master, let me ask you, how did you eat wild vegetables at that time?" Molan did not refute her grandfather's words, but asked Mo Quan how to make wild vegetables.

"How can I eat it? Make wild vegetable balls or wild vegetable soup. As long as you can fill your stomach. Mo Quan didn't understand why his granddaughter asked this, but he still answered her granddaughter's question.

"Is there any other way to eat it? Do you put oil in it? Do you want to put seasonings?" Molan sat up straight and continued to ask.

"The age is not good. How can the precious things of oil be put into wild vegetables? If possible, put some salt, and don't even put salt if there are no conditions." Mo Quan said, and fell into meditation, as if he remembered those difficult days.

"That's right, don't put anything. Can wild vegetables be delicious? Good food must be made to be delicious. Besides, milk told me a lot of other ways to make mountain vegetables. It is not only delicious, but also can cure and prevent diseases. Mo Lan smiled, raised her head, and said to Mo Quan angrily.

"What?! Wild vegetables can cure diseases and prevent diseases. Why don't I know? Mo Quan obviously didn't believe it, and his eyes stared at Wang and Molan.

"Um. I also heard something from a gentleman before. Wang nodded and said, which was a cover for Molan.

"You girl, you have taught you so much, but you have started to show off to your master. These are all thanks to your milk." Mo Changhe looked at his daughter's aura, smiled and said something to her, signaling her not to be proud.

"Hey hey, the milk teaching is good, and Lan Lan's memory is also good. Otherwise, how can you remember it? Dad, are you happy that your daughter is so smart? Molan was not afraid of him, but teased his father.

"You girl, you have to praise yourself." Mo Changhe stared at Mo Lan's smiling face, shook his head helplessly, and grinned at the corners of his mouth. In fact, he was really happy in his heart.

"Milk, you just agree. No matter whether the mountain cabbage can be sold or not, I'll go and see if it's good. Molan grabbed Wang's arm and said, his hand kept shaking.

"Akay, okay, can't the milk agree?" Wang nodded helplessly and muttered in a low voice, "I'm afraid that if I don't agree again, this old bone will be shaken away by you."

"Hey hey, the milk is so good. Thank you, milk." Molan didn't shake Wang anymore, but hugged Xiao Saner and kissed him on the face.

"Your girl is getting less and less decent." Mo Changhe's face is really heavy this time. His little daughter is getting more and more jumpy. If it goes on like this, he is really afraid of spoiling his daughter's character.

"Why do you talk about her again? I don't think it's bad for Lanlan to be like this. I'm happy to see her." Mo Quan looked at his son dissatisfiedly and knocked on the cigarette bag.

"Dad." Mo Changhe shouted helplessly.

"Dad, you blame Xiao Saner. Don't blame your sister. It's Xiao San'er who likes to stick to his sister. Xiao San'er likes to kiss Xiao San'er. I think it's very comfortable here." The little guy stood up and stopped in front of his sister. The little face said to his father with perseverance. After saying the last sentence, he pointed to his heart.

After listening to his words, Molan suddenly held him in his arms, Chizi's heart. Whoever treats him well, although he is small, he is clear in his heart.

"Long river, my mother knows that you are afraid that it's hard to manage when she grows up. However, it is a good thing for Lanlan and the young children to be close to each other. Their brothers and sisters have a good relationship. Only when they grow up can they help each other in the village. You can also save the care of the old and the young. The girl Lan is a little naughty. But she is kind-hearted. It's true for people. If you let her suppress herself, I'm afraid that the girl Lan will become a person for a long time. Is that what you want to see? What Wang said to his son is that he is serious about his words.

Mo Changhe did not answer immediately. He looked at his shy but satisfied little son, who was held by his sister, and bowed his head and began to meditate on Wang's words.

After a long time, he raised his head and said in a loud voice, "My mother is right. I want to make a wrong. Originally, I was afraid that Lanlan's appearance would be unpleasant and her reputation would not be good. Now think about it, as long as these children are good. What do we, parents, ask for?

Wang Shi and Mo Quan nodded with satisfaction, and Mo Lan also looked at her father gratefully. Her father was not a pedantic person. She was very satisfied, otherwise this would not be allowed, and that would not work. She has to suffo to death.

In this way, several people discussed it. Four days later, Mo Changhe took Erlang and Molan into the mountain. Because he was going to enter the mountain, Xiao San'er was very obedient and said that he would not go. Although he really wants to be with everyone, he knows that he is young and doesn't want to make trouble to everyone.

His sensible appearance made Wang and Molan hold him in his arms and feel distressed.

Four days later, when she got up early in the morning, Molan went into the stove and told her mother to make porridge for everyone, and prepared pickles and pancakes with mixed noodles. If you can't come back at noon, you will deal with it in the mountains.

Several people drank some porridge, changed their old clothes, wrapped their necks tightly, wore deep-mouthed shoes underneath, and tightened their trouser legs with straps. They were afraid that insects would climb in from the bottom of their trousers. In fact, it was best to wear boots when entering the mountain, but there was no one here, so they had to

Get the basket ready, and there is also a sack in the basket. A hemp rope, a few pieces of rags, and a kettle of dry food and bamboo tubes. Molan is very greedy. This time she is going to pick more mountain vegetables.

After several people packed up, they just walked out of the courtyard door and saw a ox cart parked at the gate of their house. There were several big burdens in the car. In addition, there was a young man sitting on it. Looking carefully, it turned out to be Molan's cousin Qiu Dajun.

"Father-in-law, Erlang, Lanlan, what are you going to do?" Qiu Dajun, who jumped off the ox cart, looked at the three people in front of him and expressed puzzled why they were so tightly armed. You know, it's the beginning of April now. Isn't it so tight and hot?

"Brother Dajun is coming. It's packed with ready-made things. Take these into my mother's room, and then ask my mother to find you a set of old clothes to go with us. Molan's eyes turned, and her cousin came so early. God took care of her. Isn't this ready-made labor?

"All in. I'm going now." Qiu Dajun answered cheerfully and didn't ask more questions. He turned around and took out three cents and handed it to the driver. After a few polite words, he carried a big burden to the yard with Mo Changhe Erlang.

Molan waited for a while, saw the three of them come out, and then walked to the back of the mountain together.

There are also a lot of wild vegetables on the road, but Molan did not stop. Her purpose today is to go into the mountain and can't waste time by the roadside.

The mountain looks close, but it is far away. Slowly, Molan can't keep up. After all, she is the youngest. Although Erlang is not big, he is used to picking up firewood.

Mo Changhe handed over the basket of things to Qiu Dajun, then squatted down, patted Molan on the shoulder and said, "Come on, girl, Dad will carry you."

"No, Lanlan can still go." Molan smiled and thanked his father for his kindness.

"Come up quickly. When you enter the mountain, you have to pick vegetables. You are tired of walking, and there will be strength there later. There are a lot of things to come back. If you want Dad to carry it, Dad can't carry it. Mo Changhe smiled and asked his daughter to come up quickly.

"Well, thank you for your hard work." Molan no longer smiled mischievously. She silently lay on her father's back. It was not tired to be carried on her. Her father's back was very wide, and she was also very powerful when she was used to doing farm work. On her father's back, Molan felt smooth and peaceful. But I don't know why her eyes are sore.

Finally in front of the mountain, Mo Changhe put down his daughter, wiped the sweat on her forehead, smiled and said, "Fortunately, my daughter is not fat, otherwise my father really can't carry it."

Molan's eyes were a little red, and she whispered, "Thank you, Dad. Lanlan is tired of you."

"Silly girl, how can you be tired? Dad is happy. Next, Dad and your brother will listen to your orders. What kind of vegetables do you pick?" Mo Changhe touched his daughter's head and changed the topic.

"Um, Um. You are all in my control today. You can pick whatever I say. Don't be far away from me. Don't act privately. Do you understand?" Molan hurriedly adjusted her mood and looked up and asked everyone.

"Undert it." The three of them answered in a funny way.

"Follow me, I'll tell you what you want." Molan walked ahead. I began to introduce wild vegetables to them.

Although they should have eaten wild vegetables, they may not have picked them. The work of picking wild vegetables is generally done by women, and men are busy.

"This kind of piece is called hairy legs. They are usually piles of long, purple and green, and there are a lot of hairs on the rod. We pick up a thick pinch. This is very tender. It will be broken as soon as you pinch it. If you keep pinching it, don't want it. The root will grow again next year. Molan pointed to a pile of hairy legs and told the three people.

The three of them looked at it carefully and pinched it with their hands. It was really tender and broke at once. The three nodded and signaled that they understood.

"After pinching it, you should keep a neat coded handle. Don't put it randomly, otherwise it's not easy to choose when you get home." Molan said another sentence.

"Well, I know." The three answered, and then began to pinch their hairy legs.

Hairy legs is a local name in Northeast China. Her scientific name is Molan. She only knows that it is called hairy legs in the northeast, and there are also places called green stem vegetables and monkey legs. The height is 60 to 100 cm. There are general meadows, miscellaneous forests and bushes.

Its rhizome is short, generally obliquely upright, long piece by piece, and the stem is covered with small black-brown needle-shaped hairs, but it does not prick the hand, and it basically falls off as soon as it touches.

This is the best thing to pick in spring. The fresh hairy legs are scalded with boiling water, and some seasonings are put in. It tastes good. Of course, it can also be marinated, basked, or stir-fried.

Hairy legs have a lot of medicinal value. I remember that at that time, my mother-in-law said that it can kill bacteria, reduce inflammation, and fight against viruses: it has a preventive effect on influenza viruses.

can also stop bleeding. Hemorrhagic diseases such as vomiting blood, hematochezia, etc. have a little effect.

In addition, it is very nutritious. It is said that if you eat it often, it can strengthen the body. It is also said that pregnant women and children should eat more, which can improve immunity, prevent aging, and increase children's intelligence.