Spring is deep, and the grass in the pond is dusk.

Tomb-Sweeping Day worships his ancestors, and a group of people march along a narrow path or stream. Passing by the stream, I took a look and saw weeds and springs gurgling in the stream.

I asked sir, will there be pond fish in this water? Mr. Wang said there should be, but the pond fish usually leave the mud after dusk and chase the water plants for food. It's hot in the sun now, so it's hard to see the fish in the pond.

After what Mr. Jing said, it occurred to me that my mother was often shrouded in mountains at dusk. In the stream, she dug up a pond fish with a shovel.

Small pond fish, many memories, delicious taste.

Pitaya is warm and sweet in taste, tender and delicious in meat, rich in nutrition, has the effects of enriching blood and spleen, tonifying middle energizer and benefiting qi, and has excellent dietotherapy and medicinal value, so it is regarded as a nourishing good product. Tangren fish is suitable for people who are weak and malnourished, and has a good effect on treating malnutrition in children.

Tang people have low vision, fear of light and gluttony. Usually dive into underwater mud during the day and come out for food at dusk. It only relies on its whiskers and olfactory sacs to perceive its surroundings. Because of its greedy nature, it is easy to take the bait.

When I was a child, my mother came back from the vegetable garden at night, and there were usually three or five pond crabs in the bucket, strung their gills with fern stalks and surrounded them. At that time, I wondered how the pond dolphin was so easy to be caught, because it mowed the grass at dusk and had poor eyesight.

Mother used to wait for us to finish our studies. We packed our schoolbags, and my mother told us to do it. Then we picked up a pair of plastic buckets filled with soil and fertilizer and went to the gala to dig up the ground to plant melons and beans.

I am keen to watch my mother work, so I walked in front of her and danced briskly all the way, saying, "As you sow, so you reap."

Finally arrived at Gala, my vegetable field. Mom is here, too. She laid down her burden and didn't rest, so she turned the ground with a hoe. Mother asked me to clear the weeds in the field, so I did, and threw the weeds into the deep stream of the mountain stream.

It is said to be a deep stream, but this stream is not deep. It's just that the water is too rich to see, giving people an illusion. I was curious about what was in the seemingly deep stream, so I picked up the yellow mud at my feet and threw it into the water. There was a bang, and the yellow mud head sank in, and there was no other movement.

I told my mother my doubts, and my mother promised me that when the land was turned over and the seeds were planted, I would look for them. I am happy in my heart and my hands are much faster. I mow the grass and my mother turns the soil. When the ground is turned over, my mother will open the mud ridge and I will order melon beans.

At about dusk, all the melons and beans were planted. Mother picked up two plastic buckets and walked to the stream.

I followed my mother to the stream. Mother walked barefoot into the stream. The spring in the stream is deep, just past my mother's ankle. It turned out that the stream was only covered with weeds and was not deep at all.

At that time, it was sunset and dusk. Shan Ye was lush and full of shadows. The sky overhead didn't know how late it was, but it was already vaguely in the mountains.

Mother grabbed the weeds I threw into the stream and cleaned the plastic bucket. Mother asked me to salvage weeds with a hoe so as not to block the stream. I put my hoe in the weeds, and the handle of my hoe was touched lightly. I threw down my hoe lest there be a snake in the water. I explained the situation to my mother, who bravely turned the pile of weeds with a spoon.

Mother fiddled with weeds with a water ladle, but I didn't know she had picked up a pond dolphin. After a while, my mother scooped up four or five pond fish with a water ladle. The pond fish is oily yellow, with a big mouth, flat eyes and a drum, and four tentacles on the side of the mouth.

Mother found a fern stem, strung the pond mud into a circle and put it in a bucket.

On the way home, my mother was all smiles. She told me that there was delicious food in the evening, steamed pond fish!

When I got home, my mother asked me to take a porcelain basin and fill it with water. She pulled out the fern stem and let the pond fish move freely. I was reaching out to touch the pond when my mother quickly stopped me. It turns out that the pectoral fins of pond fish are very defensive, and they can sting without touching their hands.

Mother washed the crabs in the pond, cut them into pieces, covered them with ginger slices and black lobster sauce, topped them with oil and sprinkled them with white wine. Put it in the pot when cooking, and the cooked food will be very fragrant.

When eating, my mother carefully removed the fishbone and gave us fish. Four brothers and sisters, with tender fish between them, quickly finished a bowl of rice. Mom asked us to add some more rice. The soup steamed by dolphins in the pond is delicious. So, we added rice and soup, which was really delicious.

Besides steaming, soup and porridge are also sweet and delicious. My grandmother once said that soup and porridge are cooked by crabs in the pond, which can stimulate the appetite and strengthen the spleen for children and eliminate malnutrition. So my mother will get up early and cook a pot of soup and porridge for us. When the porridge in the pot is almost cooked, put the pond mud in it. I can still smell the fish-flavored porridge from time to time, and look around.

I remember it was the night after the spring thunder, and I got a call from my mother. Mother asked me how the two children's appetites were. I said I have an average appetite, and children always don't like it. Mom said that in the evening, in that mountainous stream, she got some pond dolphins and asked me if I wanted them. Before I could answer, my mother said, yes, make soup or porridge for the children. Wild pond fish are hard to find. I have to promise.

The next day, before I woke up, my father's phone had already called. When I opened the door, my father was standing in front of the door, smoking a cigarette with a fern stalk with several ponds strung on it. Later, my father helped me with the fish in the pond. He said that Tang people would prick their hands, fearing that I couldn't handle it. Tang people are fine, but their hands are pricked.

By the time my father dealt with the crab in the pond, the porridge in the pot had already rolled up. I left my father for breakfast. My dad said he had already eaten, and he was going to start work in the village next door.

I looked at the white smoke rising in the pot, and in the dim light, my eyes saw the picture of my mother catching fish in the pond yesterday evening.

It's spring water depth, and it's pond mowing dusk.

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