Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 1853 - 1673: High-Energy Kids (Still 6000 Words)_4
"Walk inside, there’s heat-resistant cilantro planted year-round; it’s especially good during summer, with a stronger flavor."
These are vegetable varieties that more adapt to the market’s needs and seasons, carefully selected and paired by Yan Ran and the others.
Not far away, there’s a large area of perilla; pick the tender parts to stir-fry with tofu or mix with cold noodles, both are exceptionally good.
If you can’t get used to it...
Oh well, if you can’t get used to it, there are plenty of other vegetables to choose from, the key is freedom and choice.
Apparently, everyone doesn’t eat this often. At the moment, smelling this distinctive aroma, everyone reacts differently:
"Why does this smell so strong to me? Is this catnip?"
"I don’t think so. That’s not what perilla looks like online. Is it mint?"
"They say perilla’s scientific name is basil, right?"
Song Tan found it funny yet helpless: "No, it’s not catnip, nor mint, this is our local perilla, which isn’t the same thing as the scientific perilla."
Besides this, there is also patchouli, delicious when cooked with fish, also called big fat.
And up ahead there’s—
"Basil?"
"Yes," Song Tan explained: "Wrapping grilled meat or dunking hot pot, the taste is very good. Ahead there’s a small patch of mint too. Adds a unique flavor when cooking rice noodles."
"But let’s not pick them today; let’s pick some basil in two days when we slaughter the pig, to wrap grilled meat."
At these words, everyone immediately felt their appetite whetting.
Looking over the ground full of colorful vegetables and the soon-to-be-bursting sunshine, everyone wanted to say: why don’t we head back to eat first!
But their stomachs were filled with morning snacks, making it tough to eat more.
While hesitating, familiar children’s voices sounded from the vegetable plot ahead:
"Spin! Spin! Spin me!"
It was He Tuo’s voice.
Another child excitedly cheered: "Brother Qiaoqiao! Use some strength!"
Everyone: ...
Song Tan cleared his throat first: "Don’t worry, Qiaoqiao isn’t the type to hit kids."
He Kuang’s family looked quite peculiar: "I know, but my son... he’s quite a sturdy child..."
Everyone followed the sound, bypassing the large vegetable field ahead, and saw under the green tangled vines, He Tuo squatting and spinning his small feet fiercely.
Qiaoqiao, Qin Beibei, and Yun Danqing each held a long old bean vine.
The silly child surrounded by the crowd yelled: "Spinning top! Transform! Spin at super speed!"
As expected, Beibei raised the old bean vine and smacked it down with a "clap".
The seeds of the old bean vine were mature, the skin white and swollen, lightweight and soft, lacking any solid weight when swung.
Despite thin summer clothes, it didn’t hurt.
Not to mention Beibei didn’t have much strength.
Yet He Tuo acted as if he had been whipped, making a rotating sound "woo woo woo", speeding up his spinning pace...
Then suddenly dizzy, he plopped down onto the ground.
When he came to, he saw the crowd of adults and children, all with peculiar expressions.
Song Tan pursed his lips, holding back, but finally couldn’t resist laughing.
He Kuang looked grim, clearly not the first time witnessing his son’s antics.
While his wife stayed calm: "It’s okay, keep spinning. Swinging the bean vine is better than using a dog leash."
Hit away, kids or adults won’t get hurt.
Clearly, this family had grown immune to the lively child, watching a bit more before pulling out phones to record a video, then turning attention to the nearby vegetable field.
Still, Song Tan reminded: "Qiaoqiao, don’t break He Tuo."
Qiaoqiao looked aggrieved: "I’m tall, but when I swing once, he only spins 3 circles... Danqing swings once and he spins two and a half."
He Tuo had evidently crawled back up, squatting again:
"You haven’t swung before, it’s about technique, swinging a top requires effort... I can feel the spinning force..."
"Really?" Qiaoqiao hadn’t swung before, now seeking advice wholeheartedly.
Everyone: ...
Mrs. Qin felt a bit embarrassed: "Kids don’t know better, no sense of light and heavy..."
Mrs. He stayed calm: "It’s fine, he’s tough-skinned, back in nursery school he had classmates sneak dog leashes from home to swing."
Once, he even attached a caster to his sandal, trying to actually spin. Ultimately, he tripped and hurt himself, cried loudly...
All in all, the family said blandly: "Do as he wishes, as long as his energy is exhausted."
Yun Feng breathed a sigh of relief.
Honestly, he and his wife wanted to have a second child, an ideal one boy, one girl, but...
They couldn’t take it!
Why are boys and girls so different!
Song Tan turned back after walking a few steps:
"Qiaoqiao, also pick some old bean vines later on, let’s stir-fry some bean rice at noon."
"Okay." Qiaoqiao was studying spinning techniques with He Luo, probably thinking the whip was too short, already found two extra-long ones, tied them together.
The two remaining girls seemed never to have had stir-fried bean rice, they’d only eaten tender beans, now intrigued:
"My whip’s breaking, I’m going to pick a new one to swing."
"I want two!"
Chatter and cheer, so lively.
He Luo’s voice: "I’ve lost a tooth, will bean rice get stuck between them..."
Lun Chuan paused, tactfully concluded: "Kids... really are energetic."
He Kuang sighed, shoulders dropping: "Chuan Er, it’s lucky you have a large area here—tomorrow if the kids have nothing to play, could you arrange for two dogs? Let them chase, it’s quite good."
This highly energetic new child, we ineffectual adults really can’t manage a bit.
Lun Chuan: ...
"Take them boating tomorrow; I’ll buy some small paddle boards, life jackets, swimming rings this afternoon... sis-in-law, if those kids’ gloves haven’t shipped, cancel them, I’ll go buy instead."
Driving to the urban area evidently is more manageable than dealing with a child.
He Kuang sighed with relief: his son could spend a day at a water park and still bounce around energetically!
Immediately: "Get swimsuits and trunks too, we’ll all go!"
