Leisure party, leisure supplement, leisure sketch. People are reunited and their hearts are warm.
There is no coast, no mountains and rivers around Jieshou Town, and the scenery is unique. Houses, fields, streams, flowers and plants, especially bamboo there, are not affected by seasons and environment, and are sprouting every year and green every year. Birds are also close masters. When you walk alone in a small town, birds fly around in the fields, and sometimes bold people will fall on your shoulders and make faces at you. If you go to a yard, have a look! Chickens and ducks are jumping around happily, persimmons are shaking red, and birds are standing on the wall, giving them audience, shouting, clapping and dancing.
Most farmers are hardworking and kind. It's cold, and in the slack season, women take out their pickled pickles, duck eggs, eggs, garden vegetables and garlic, mix them together and make a table of dishes. Although life is rich now, it is not easy to earn money in the countryside than in the city. Farmers still live a simple life, eating ordinary vegetables and drinking leisure tea.
Lunch. Mother prepared some shredded radish, cabbage mutton soup, and last year's bacon stuffed with beans, and then went to the front of the house to pull out some vegetables and stir-fry a plate. It is very pleasant for the family to get together to eat some side dishes and cakes and drink some soup and water. I always feel that something is missing. This is why my mother began to shout "tea". My mother took out her own mint tea, or willow tea, or bamboo tea, or barley tea. She would prepare tea for everyone according to our different bodies or seasons.
Tea is not good tea, or it can be said that it is not real tea. Farmers pay attention to harmony, drinking tea is not to show off tea, nor to promote tea making. Women are virtuous, know how to keep the house and worry about the whole family, but they have the habit of making tea when they think that everyone has worked hard for a year and hope that they can eat, drink and be comfortable.
When I was young, I would drink tea. My mother said that we didn't take people seriously either, but only solved our own poverty. Drinking tea is not a performance, but an art. What we drink is a state of mind, and what we drink together is warmth. Leisure tea, because I like it, so I drink it.
In our place, women will make some tea in their spare time and drink it all year round. I remember most people drinking willow leaf tea in spring, mint tea, iris leaf tea and bamboo leaf tea in summer, hairy root tea and dandelion scented tea in autumn and barley tea in winter. It's cold, and my mother says drinking barley tea is mild and beneficial, suitable for people with spleen and stomach deficiency and cold. Mother rushed to it slowly, and a coffee fragrance slowly spread from the cup until the tea fragrance overflowed the whole room, with the warmth of wheat fragrance and lingering love. When the tea is ready, we each put our cups on the table, smelling the fragrance and waiting for tea. At this moment, my father began to speak. He tells stories. After telling a story about the water margin of Lu Yu in the Three Kingdoms, my father said, "Drink tea, drink tea."
I wonder when the leaders began to drink tea. However, the people of the world will never forget the habits of world leaders. Besides local lunches, people always talk about drinking tea for breakfast and dinner. If you travel around the world and meet an acquaintance and a stranger, the meeting is usually: "XX, do you drink tea? If not, come to my house to drink! "
Drinking tea reminds me of the making process of barley tea. At the end of May, my mother took me to the fields to look for the barley I needed in the wheat fields (all the fields are planted with wheat, and occasionally there are some barley). We found the ripe barley, cut the ears of wheat with scissors and put them in a bag. About half a pocket is enough, so I followed my mother home.
When I got home, my mother began to smooth the wheat from the stalk, sift out the awn, leaving only the barley, then cleaned it and put it on the poncho to dry evenly.
Everything is ready, just waiting for the fried barley. Mom said that there is nothing particular about making barley tea, mainly frying.
After the barley is dried, my mother will burn a pot and hold a broom in her hand (made of sorghum head, which is a tool for copying). After the fire, she would sweep the broom back and forth in the pot and pour the barley into the pot. Walking around with a broom, my mother said that the most important thing in frying barley is the heat. The fire should not be too big, and the fire should be roasted slowly. Slowly roll and bake until the wheat smells fragrant and even slightly burnt, then immediately spread the barley on the board, naturally cool it and put it into the container. When you want to drink barley tea, take it out and make some.
The medicinal value of highland barley has long been recorded in Compendium of Materia Medica: "Highland barley is sweet in taste, flat in nature, and has the functions of promoting digestion, eliminating swelling and digestion, calming stomach and quenching thirst, relieving summer heat, benefiting qi, regulating middle and broad chest, tonifying deficiency, strengthening blood vessels, benefiting qi, strengthening five internal organs and dissolving grains. Barley tea has the functions of clearing away heat and toxic materials, strengthening spleen and slimming, clearing away heat and relieving summer heat, removing fishy smell and greasy, helping digestion, moistening skin and blackening hair.
Look at the season, it has been many days in beginning of winter, and it has added a lot of chill. Sitting alone at home, staring at the barley tea made by my mother, thinking about the past, fortunately, the beauty is in my heart, and the warmth suddenly surges. Barley tea, idle writing, idle thinking, undiminished feelings.