Rural things (24) Mulberry

Last week, my friend invited me to pick mulberry fruit in Zhenze sericulture garden. When I checked the weather forecast, it rained the night before. It is always awkward to think that the mulberry fields are muddy after the rain and the branches and leaves of mulberry trees are dripping with water. Thanks, it didn't make it.

the next morning, Mr. Wang bought a box of mulberries from the vegetable market.

This mulberry fruit is purple and black. According to experience, it feels completely mature. Rinse with clear water, then soak in cold salted water for half an hour before eating. Except for a few very well-cooked ones, which are rotten and bad, most of them are ok. Purple mulberry fruit is so sweet that there is almost no sour taste, accompanied by a faint plant fragrance.

Looking at these mulberries, I feel a sense of intimacy.

When I was a child, there were large tracts of mulberry trees in my hometown, near the Shajiayang River beach. Because grandma's farm is on the bank of Shajiayang, I often wander in the mulberry fields. The mulberry fruit has long been in my eyes and in my heart. Before the mulberries are ripe, they are picked. Blue mulberry, not sweet, only sour. The reddish one is slightly sweet and still sour. Only when it is red and purple, it is sweet and sour, just right.

in the era of food shortage, I am not the only one who pays attention to the mulberry fruits in the mulberry garden, and other children are also watching closely. Therefore, once the mulberry fruit is red, everyone is vying for it. You pick it, and I also pick it, even the blue mulberry fruit is not spared. The children ate their mouths black, and their pockets were all dyed black with mulberry fruits.

Juice is difficult to clean, so I always get scolded by my parents when I get home.

In the years when I went to high school in the town, I walked through the wild duck pond, and the lake pond was drained of water and planted with food crops. On the sloping beach on the shore, there are all mulberry fields. In the mature season of mulberry fruit, I just passed home on weekends, so I put down my bags and picked some mulberry fruit to go home as a gift for my sister and brother to taste.

a few years later, for some unknown reason, the mulberry garden that I once paid attention to disappeared completely, leaving a sigh.

I have a special feeling for Mulberry because of my deep childhood impression.

there is a traditional industry of mulberry sericulture in Zhenze, Xihengtou, Wujiang, where silkworms are spun into silk fabrics and drawn cotton is made into silk quilts. A few years ago, the local enterprises in the silk industry became bigger and stronger, and people of insight developed leisure tourism. Therefore, mulberry fruits can be picked, wildfires can be cooked, and sightseeing can be carried out in Zhenze sericulture garden ...

In one year, at the invitation of Wenyou, all the sisters went to the sericulture garden to pick mulberry fruits, and everyone laughed while eating. It seems that the situation is still in sight. I didn't rush to pick it this year for various reasons. Fortunately, I tasted it and talked about my thoughts. Otherwise, I still have thoughts.

There is a mulberry tree growing in the yard of my hometown, which is full of lush foliage. Instead of uprooting it as a miscellaneous weed, I pity it all the more. I look at it from time to time and touch it. In my eyes, it is more than just a tree. Even if it doesn't bear fruit and there is no mulberry to taste, I still love it and regard it as a treasure.

Mulberry fruit is rich in nutrition. Besides being eaten raw, it can also be soaked in wine and made into mulberry jam. On the night before Mother's Day, my old classmates invited me to dinner, and I made a cream cake decorated with mulberry fruits as a holiday gift to the aunts at the table, which was unanimously praised by everyone!