Chapter 177 Bamboo Shoots
Sun Bomin said goodbye to Mr. Hong, walked out of the study in a leisurely manner, and turned to the dormitory to pick up Sun Shan to take home.
Sun Shan asked curiously, "Father, what does the Master want you to do?"
Sun Bomin kept in mind Hong Xiucai's instructions not to tell their conversation to any other person, especially Sun Shan, lest he would know that the Master was praising him and become proud.
He shook his head violently and said, "Nothing, nothing."
Sun Shan was speechless. Sun Bomin's eyes flickered, and it was obvious that he was lying. The teacher must have told him about himself.
But he didn't want to talk about it, so he didn't ask.
Judging from the way Sun Bomin walked, it must be a good thing. If it was a bad thing, he would have shouted it out long ago.
Sun Shan changed the subject: "Dad, let's go home quickly. It's too late. We have to walk at night."
Sun Bomin set out from Sunjia Village early in the morning and arrived at the school at about noon. He was caught by Hong Xiucai for a conversation, which lasted for three hours. It was about 3pm now.
Uncle Hong whispered, "Shanzi, the Master and your father really have a lot to talk about. I spend time with the Master every day, but I still don't talk as much as your father and the Master do."
After hearing this, Sun Shan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He also couldn't understand why Mr. Hong talked with Sun Bomin for so long. A scholar and a farmer, they had no topic at all.
Sun Boming also felt that it was a bit late as he still had to go to South City to buy things later.
He said hurriedly: "Shanzi, let's go quickly."
Then he asked, "Shanzi, what do you want to take home?"
Sun Shan took out the empty cans that Su had used to store salted fish and bacon and said, "Father, that's all. We've finished eating."
To be honest, the food in the school is pretty good, much better than what the farmers eat. Maybe it was because he used his brain too much from studying, but Sun Shan's appetite became bigger. One meat, one vegetable and one soup were not enough for him, so he ate all the salted fish and bacon fried by Su's family.
A belly that can hold something is big.
Sun Bomin took the empty can and said with a smile, "Bring some more when you get to school."
Sun Shan said goodbye to his roommate Hong Jian, Uncle Hong and Aunt Zhang, then followed Sun Boming out of the dormitory.
Sun Bomin first took Sun Shan to buy things, mainly daily necessities, such as oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, which were cheaper in the county town than in the town or from the peddlers.
Seeing a bunch of small fish, Sun Boming asked for several kilograms.
Sun Shan asked in confusion: "Dad, the fish are so small and bony, they are not tasty."
Sun Bomin said with a look of ignorance, "Don't underestimate these little fish. When we get home, clean them and ask your mother to wrap them in flour and fry them. They will be very fragrant and you can even eat the bones. Then you can bring them to school. I heard from the doctor that eating more fish will make you smarter. You use your brain all day long when you study, so you need to nourish it."
Sun Shan was deeply moved. Sun Boming and Su were parents who were devoted to their son.
It's true that they favor boys over girls, but they really love Sun Shan.
After sorting out his thoughts, Sun Shan said jokingly, "Father, it is wrong to use small fish to supplement. We should use like to supplement, and pig brain is the best."
When Sun Bomin heard this, he went to the pork seller to buy pig brains.
Sun Shan said hurriedly, "Father, don't use pig brains. I was just joking."
Unexpectedly, Sun Boming is a man of action. He ran to the pork stall to buy pig brains in no time.
Hearing about the phrase "human head and pig brain", Sun Bomin became superstitious again and nodded, saying, "Don't buy pig brain. You are a scholar and the more you eat pig brain, the dumber you will become."
The burly pork seller looked at the father and son speechlessly. He had waited so long for customers to come, but in the end they didn't buy anything. Was this a joke?
Sun Bomin looked at the big fat meat on the pork stall and asked, "Brother, how much do you sell this for?"
When the pork seller saw the customer asking about the price, he thought there was hope, so he entertained the customer warmly and praised the big piece of fat meat to the skies, as if if you didn't buy his fat meat, you would be a sinner for all eternity.
Sun Bomin obviously didn't want to be a sinner for all eternity, so he still bought 5 kilograms of fat meat.
The butcher nodded and bowed, sharpening the knife with both hands, and said cheerfully: "Brother, come back next time and I'll give you a discount."
Before leaving, Sun Shan looked up and asked innocently, "Uncle, is your name A Rong?"
The butcher was stunned for a moment, blinked his eyes, then stared wide-eyed, and said in surprise: "Boy, how do you know my name is A Rong?"
Sun Shan laughed and followed Sun Boming without looking back.
Everyone who sells pork must be called Zhu Rou Rong.
Don't ask why, I don't know why either.
After buying all the things, Sun Bomin turned to Manager Xia's shop. Sun Bomin brought out the ox cart and handed it to someone for safekeeping. On the one hand, he was worried about it, and on the other hand, he had to pay the storage fee, so he left the ox cart with his future in-laws.
Xia Zhiguang was swatting flies out of boredom. It had been shortly after the Spring Festival and business had dropped significantly, with not many people coming to buy cloth.
After seeing Sun Bomin and Sun Shan, he hurriedly stood up to greet them, smiling with his round face, "Uncle, Shanzi, you are back."
Sun Bomin did not look at his future son-in-law as an enemy, but was very satisfied with him.
He nodded slightly: "Yes, I'm back. I came to get the ox cart and I have to hurry back."
After looking around the store, Shopkeeper Xia was not there, so he asked, "Where's your father?"
Xia Zhiguang pointed to a shop not far away and said, "The shopkeeper over there asked him to help with something."
Sun Shan looked at Xia Zhiguang again, and found that he was no different from before.
A few days ago, Manager Xia and Xia Zhiguang also went to the school to visit Sun Shan and asked him if he needed anything.
Sun Shan said that everything was fine at the school and thanked them for their visit.
Sun Shan was very satisfied with the Xia family.
Judging from actions rather than intentions, the Xia family is already much better than others for being able to do this.
Sun Bomin said nothing more. He unloaded a sack of bamboo shoots and said to Xia Zhiguang, "Zhiguang, don't call your father. He is busy. These are the bamboo shoots picked from the mountains. You can eat them. I will bring you some more after I send Shanzi out of the mountains in a few days."
Sun Shan looked at a sack of small bamboo shoots. This kind of wild bamboo shoot is also called "bitter bamboo shoot". Although it is called bitter bamboo shoot, it is very sweet after being soaked in water. It can be fried or used as filling for making glutinous rice cakes. It is very fresh and delicious.
Sun Shan loves to eat.
The corner of Xia Zhiguang's mouth twitched. A sack is a real sack. This is too much.
I was happy in my heart, after all, it was sent by my father-in-law, so I said politely: "Uncle, thank you, but it's too much, we can't finish it."
Sun Bomin shook his head: "After peeling the bamboo shoots, there won't be much left. We can eat them all, definitely."
He didn't waste time talking to Xia Zhiguang and said directly: "Zhiguang, let's go. We'll talk next time. If we don't leave now, it will be dark."
Xia Zhiguang also knew that if he didn't leave now, he would have to travel at night, which would increase the danger.
He urged, "Uncle, Shanzi, go back early, we'll talk next time. Thank you for the bamboo shoots, you don't have to give them to us next time, keep them for your own consumption."
Sun Bomin waved his hand and said, "Okay, just eat it if I give it to you. We are mountain people, unlike you city people. If you want to eat, you just go to the mountains to pick it. It's very convenient."
After the two men said goodbye to each other, Sun Bomin led the ox cart and led Sun Shan to the city gate in a hurry.
Small bamboo shoots are very delicious. Especially fried with pork, fresh and delicious