My 1995 Small Farm

   Chapter 108 Trivial

   "Mother, didn't you see how ignorant this prodigal son is? You don't even say a word when you see me, why are you talking to him so much?"

   After Chen Ling walked away, Wang Juxiang probably saw that Chen Ling didn't take the initiative to talk to him, so he fanned the smell with his straw hat and covered the towel on his face, and said in a muffled voice.

Hearing this, Liang Guizhen snorted, wiped his sweat, and said, "This prodigal son is ignorant, but he's used to big hands. Every time he comes to the door to give something, it's a pleasure. You can help him a lot, let him visit the house more often. , can there be less benefit?"

"In the past, I asked Lan Hua to bring back the green vegetables in the greenhouse, which was given by this prodigal son. That guy sells it for two yuan a pound in the county town. Who else would give such an expensive thing away? Only this prodigal son can do this. coming."

But when Wang Juxiang heard this, he sneered disdainfully: "Forget it, mother, look at this **** now running to the old people all day long, and all the good things are sent to the old people, how can I take Anda in my eyes. "

   "It's obvious that they are flattering the policeman, the boss, and they don't bother to talk to the secretary of the village party."

   Speaking of Wang Jusheng, his big brother, Wang Juxiang's eyes were full of boredom, and he seemed to look down on him very much, but he looked down on him.

   But when he heard these words in Liang Guizhen's ears, his old face sank immediately: "Damn it, what's the use of him cursing the boss? He doesn't look down on the secretary, why doesn't he say that the secretary is the father of the police?"

"The boss is really good. He can make friends as much as he can, take a big deal, and he has to invite people to eat and drink after slaughtering the family's sheep. This has been done twice, and I don't know what benefits they can give him. I'll have to say it another day. He goes in a few words."

   This old woman was swearing, but her eyes kept rolling, thinking that Chen Ling and the others must have brought good things to the old people.

   had a crooked idea for a while.

Wang Juxiang may have also heard the voice of the old lady, and his heart also became lively, and he said quickly: "Isn't it true, I heard that the boss did not know when he went to hang out with Li Xian of the village east. It was a festival a while ago. At that time, they even gave the boss half a cart of watermelons."

"Half a car? Oh my god, why did you give so much? There are only a few people in the old family, and you can't eat all the melon bosses who have sent so many melons. You are not afraid of breaking them in this hot day? One by one, they will be ruined. food."

  Liang Guizhen immediately widened her eyes, her old eyes lit up, and then she began to scold her eldest daughter-in-law. There are so many watermelons at home, and I don't know how to get two at home. Are there any parents-in-law in these eyes?

   "Okay, okay, what are you doing with so much useless stuff? After pulling this truck, you have to pull another truck. Hurry up and work, there's a lot of nonsense."

   Wang Laishun couldn't listen anymore, interrupted the old woman's words, and drove the donkey cart to the outside of the village. In the evening, he wanted to pull his second child into the field.

  …

Chen Ling didn't know that this little episode still existed in this family after he left. In the next two days, after he helped Wang Susu to tie up the silkworm shelf, he took the little dolls to catch scorpions at night. After searching all over the village, he went outside the village. Looking for, over and over again very hard, but fortunately the harvest is not bad.

After catching a lot of scorpions, it's time to sell them. At this time, the happiest thing is counting scorpions. Liu Ni'er and a few skin monkeys found a soft and flat place outside the yard of Chen Ling's house, sat down, and dug on the ground. He found a dirt pit, poured the scorpion into it, and quickly covered it with dirt.

Then they carefully peeled off the soil layer by layer with their respective clips, and the tail of the scorpion was gradually exposed. They poured in the scorpions they caught one by one, and after counting, Xizi wrote and drew on the ground with a branch next to them to memorize the number.

   "Xizi has to remember clearly, who caught how many, how many big ones and how many small ones. After uncle goes and sells the scorpions, he will come back and give you some money."

  Chen Ling squatted beside him with his pockets open, and asked Liu Nier to pick up the scorpions and put them in, while smiling and instructing Xizi.

   When he went to the county town to deliver film a few days ago, he asked. This year, the number of scorpions is slightly less than in previous years, so the price is good. There were enough scorpions caught last night, and Liu Nier just came to ask him how to sell it, so he came up with this idea.

   "Okay, Uncle Fugui."

   The little dolls were very excited when they heard that they had to pay for the scorpions.

   "Good guy, the wealth and honor are credited to the dolls."

   At this time, Chen Dazhi passed by on a bicycle with two heavy bags. When he saw the little dolls sitting on the ground and counting scorpions, he stopped the car and said with a smile.

   "Haha, just fooling around..."

  Chen Ling stood up and smiled: "Brother Dazhi, what are you doing?"

   "Ground two bags of flour."

  Chen Dazhi parked his bicycle and walked over to take a look: "There are quite a few scorpions. Have you fed them? If you don't feed them, you can put them in bags and fight easily. Big scorpions will eat small scorpions when they are hungry."

  Scorpions are gregarious creatures. A nest of scorpions is a big family and can get along in harmony, but if you put them together with other nests of scorpions, they will fight, and they will devour each other when they are hungry.

   "We have fed them, the worms and wheat bran, and they are full."

   The little dolls immediately shouted loudly.

   "It's good to feed it. Scorpions are good things. If a scorpion dies, you need to eat one less popsicle."

Chen Dazhi watched for a while with his hands behind his back, then turned his head and said to Chen Ling: "Fugui, do you have digging hoes in your family? I'm going to plant the old field in the west ditch into the corn in the past two days. After flipping through it twice, who knew that the digging **** at home was about to rust and broke, and it was useless."

   "A digging hoe? No digging hoe, can a moon **** work?"

  Chen Ling was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He didn't do farm work before, and Wang Susu did the harvesting and hoeing, so there were only moon hoes at home, not the kind of cumbersome digging hoes that men use.

  There are generally three types of hoes in rural areas, moon hoes, digging hoes and peace hoes.

As the name suggests, the crescent-shaped **** on the tip is a crescent hoe, also called a crescent hoe. It is mainly used for weeding. This **** is very sharp. Many young men and girls who have just gone to the fields to do farm work are unfamiliar and cannot control their strength very well. It is easy to injure the legs.

   So beginners generally use flat hoes.

  It is used by half-year-old children or the elderly with insufficient physical strength, and the strength requirements are not too high. The tip of the **** is gentle and the body of the **** is short, but the disadvantage is that it is easy to blisters when used by beginners.

Digging hoe, this kind of **** is more than 20 cm wide and extremely heavy. The digging **** is the main force for turning the soil in the mountains. The **** is relatively long and goes deep into the soil. Farm tools tailored by men.

Not all farmland in the village had to be ploughed with livestock. In the past, there were few livestock in the village, and there were only a few cattle and horses in the barn. The whole village had to line up. Even after lining up for a day, it can't finish the plow. At this time, the rest of the village needs to be done by the villagers themselves, carrying a **** to dig the farmland. This is a work that is more laborious than that of an animal. How can an ordinary woman do it.

  Although there is no shortage of livestock now, but some people have private plots at the foot of the mountain or in the ditch, like Chen Dazhi, if the livestock can’t get in, they can only do it themselves.

   "The moon **** is available at home, and your sister-in-law uses it. It's alright, no matter what, I'll look for it again."

  Chen Dazhi smiled. He just came to ask because Chen Ling's family didn't grow food this year and didn't need a hoe. Who knows if he didn't.

Although the   yue **** can also **** the ground, but the **** is not deep, it can only **** the surface of the ground, and it is too slow and time-consuming to use.

   "Uncle Dazhi uses a digging hoe. I have it at home. I'll go get it for you."

   Just when Chen Yuqiang heard the voices outside, he walked out and took a look, and then brought out a digging hoe.

  Chen Dazhi took the **** and thanked him and didn't leave immediately. He started chatting at the door of Chen Ling's house. After a while, the little dolls counted all the scorpions and put them in bags.

   "Dada, have you seen it? I have caught nearly 200 scorpions these days, and my uncle said at least 20 yuan."

   Komori ran to Chen Yuqiang and cheered, and let him look at the numbers that Xizi wrote crookedly on the ground.

Who knew that Chen Yuqiang just glanced at it, turned his face and slapped Komori on the head: "What are you talking about, how about twenty dollars, no matter how much more it is, your uncle took you to catch it, and you dare to let your uncle Ye ran to the county town to sell it for you, to see how capable you are."

Komori never thought that he would be scolded even after he made money. He stayed there for a moment, and then he pursed his lips and looked like he was about to cry. This baby is still too young, only five years old. Since the last time he drowned, his family has treated him very much. Strict, today is a rare joy, I ran to Chen Yuqiang to ask for compliments, but who knew I was trained again.

  Chen Ling hurriedly picked up the baby and comforted him: "It's okay, Komori is amazing, except for Liu Ni'er and Xizi, you are the ones who caught the most."

In the end, it's okay not to say this. The baby's tears fell down when I said it, but I have to say, this baby is really stubborn. Staring at Chen Yuqiang.

Good guy, it made Chen Yuqiang laugh and cry: "Uncle, don't protect him all the time, how can you be like this, just take them to catch scorpions, and even help them go to the county to sell them after catching them, you've spoiled them. Look at the naive people in my family, and they haven't come down from your uncle's arms."

"If I don't come down, I won't come down. Uncle didn't spoil us. He also told me to catch scorpions and sell the money to you and my mother. He also said that he would buy me candy and delicious food from the county seat. Let me listen to your words and don’t run around in the future, you will scold me if you don’t know anything, woo woo…”

   "When I grow up, I will be filial to my uncle, and I will not be filial to you anymore. When you are old, I will ignore you when you lie down on the bed. I will not let you eat. I will starve you like the third cow."

   Komori bulged out his cheeks and gritted his teeth and let out harsh words. He cried even louder while he said harsh words, lying on Chen Ling's shoulder and choking continuously.

   "Good guy, it's my father who doesn't care."

   Chen Yuqiang shook his head with a wry smile, and then said to Chen Ling: "Uncle, you can see it, this baby can actually tell the difference between good and bad, and now I rely on you to support him."

   After he finished speaking, he said to Xiao Sen, "Alright, alright, come down quickly, your uncle is going to the county town to run errands. If you don't obey him, you will annoy your uncle, and your uncle won't want to see you in the future."

   "Uncle will not."

   Komori retorted, but still slipped out of Chen Ling's arms, glanced at Chen Yuqiang, squeezed into the pile of dolls again, sat on the stone, and watched them play glass **** on the ground with tears in his eyes.

  …

   "Fugui, I heard that the two couples opposite your family are getting divorced?"

   "Huh? Uncle Dazhi, have you heard of it?"

   "Well, there are rumors in the village, and some people say that Dongmei is going to put a cuckold on Chunyuan, and Chunyuan is scared when she finds out."

   "Haha, we don't know about that, but her daughter went back to her parents' house in the spring, and she never came back, it's true."

   "Uncle Fugui, you don't go out very much, haven't you heard anything? Wen Li said a while ago that this woman is always standing on the room and peeking at your house."

Chen Ling just shook his head as to what the two of them said, "I don't know what's going on with the door, Wen Li told your aunt last time that this woman was peeking at my house, but there is a dog at home, so I'm not afraid of her having bad thoughts. ."

   After all, the Chen Erzhu affair has long since passed. Qin Dongmei, a woman alone, must have such great ability to be a demon.

In the afternoon, Chen Ling went to the county town, and after selling the scorpions to the pharmacy, he went to the photo studio to get the photos back. Two sets of these films were developed, one set was stuffed into an envelope to help Wang Susu send it to her parents, and the other set was kept at home. .

After finishing all these, Chen Ling went to the small courtyard in the south of the city for a circle, picked up the small pieces of paper on the ground, and estimated how much to prepare when he came back to the city. Dam, I saw the little dolls crowded at the entrance of the village, looking forward to him, waiting for him to come back.

   "Scorpions are sold out, ready to share the money."

With a cry from Chen Ling, the little dolls immediately jumped and cheered and surrounded him, climbing one by one onto his bicycle. After a while, three were squeezed on the big bar in front, three more on the back seat, and the front basket There was also a little boy in open crotch pants sitting there.

   Good guy crowded eight people on a 28-bar, shouting "spend money" while walking. Walking in the village attracted many villagers to walk outside the door, laughing and joking.

  Some people will ask why they don't understand why: "What kind of money do you want to give out?"

   At this time, the little dolls will answer proudly: "Uncle Fugui wants to sell us scorpions, 20 yuan per person!"

   "God, each doll can be divided into 20 yuan, and scorpions are so expensive this year?"

   All of them were dumbfounded. In the end, many parents of the little dolls were alarmed and followed behind Chen Ling's bicycle, asking if it was true.

   "It's true. A few days ago, each scorpion sold at most two cents per head. Today, I asked about it and it went up by one cent."

   "The main reason is that there are not many scorpions this year. We have basically visited the village and outside the village these days. We have almost caught all the scorpions and sold them for so much money. If we want to catch scorpions again, we have to go to the mountains to find them."

Chen Ling's words did not have much effect, but made many people even more jealous: "If you go to the mountains to look for it, you can go to the mountains to look for it. Don't you dare to go in the daytime at night? What are you afraid of? It is said that there are fewer scorpions this year, so don't go there again. If you catch it, you won’t be able to sell it for money.”

   So in the next two days, many villagers who were very thoughtful went into the mountains to find scorpions after their work during the day, and some sent their dolls to Chen Ling, asking him to take them into the mountains to find them.

For such people, Chen Ling would not be polite, and refused in person. He really didn't know how to bend his horns, he didn't know how long his face was, and he didn't know them well. .

However, the scorpions in the village and outside the village have been caught lately. Chen Ling is no longer going out to look for the scorpions, and Liu Ni'er is not going. Block two nests of birds, and after catching them, build a fire and roast them on the spot.

   (end of this chapter)