My 1995 Small Farm

   Chapter 132

   The Mid-Autumn Festival is here, and every household is busy and has a festive atmosphere.

  Chen Ling's family is rarely quiet.

   In the past two months, I haven’t stopped since I’ve been busy with my own home.

   After the house was built, there was another school entrance banquet, and another full moon wine party, which continued for a few days.

   Today is the real idle time.

   Even though Wang Laishun had shouted on the loudspeaker yesterday that he wanted to find someone to patrol at night to prevent wolves from entering the village, but he would definitely not be able to turn himself in in a short time.

   Now that I have nothing to do, Chen Ling feels a lot more relaxed. After getting up in the morning, he took two dogs and went out with a slingshot.

   After a while, when the wolf is beaten, he will go up the mountain to hunt.

   But the shotgun has not been applied for yet.

   When Chen Ling's hands were itchy, he used the slingshot to enjoy it first.

   The villagers have been busy these days, and the birds have been left unattended for a while, and there have been more birds.

   There was chattering everywhere in the morning.

  Chen Ling had stones in his trousers pocket. He stopped where there were many birds and hit two slingshots.

   Let the villagers see it and shake their heads: "This kid has just settled down for a few days, why did it start again..."

   As the old saying goes, catching fish and catching shrimp will delay crops;

   are things that people who are not doing their job properly will do.

  What a good baby, young and strong, why don't you do anything serious?

  The villagers secretly shook their heads and sighed.

  Chen Ling didn't care what these people were thinking. When he saw that he should say hello, he would say hello if he should be joking. He walked out of the village all the way.

   He didn't go to his own fields today, but went south after leaving the village.

   But there are indeed quite a lot of birds.

   As soon as the sun rose, the dew on the grass had not dried completely, so he went out to look for food to eat.

There is no grain to grow in the south. This is the farmland that Chen Erzhu contracted when he built the greenhouse. After Erzhu was arrested, it was left idle. It was just that when the water rose a while ago, the food of the villagers was washed out. Wheat, rice, sorghum , Soybeans have grown, that is, affected by weeds, and those that grow sparsely are not high.

   As soon as Chen Ling approached here, a large flock of birds flew up, most of them were magpies, wild tits, and gray thorns, often twenty or thirty birds were dispatched together.

   With so many birds, he only hit two slingshots and caught one.

  Although he only scratched his wings, he was still affected. Heiwa easily pressed him to the ground, picked up the clean hair, and ate it into his stomach.

  Xiaojin followed Chen Ling, looking at the tree not far away, wagging his tail restlessly, and humming softly.

  Chen Ling glanced at it and knew that it must be the Harrier again. This silly bird always followed him secretly. Although he liked to move around him, he didn't show up very much.

   Anyway, you don’t need him to feed or raise him, just follow your love.

   Then he took two dogs and walked around while hunting birds.

   After a while, the quasi-head gradually came up, and the more he hit, the more smoothly he hit, but not many birds were hit. But he was purely for entertainment, and he didn't care about the harvest, so he was eaten by two dogs.

  Only when you see something you are interested in, will you put it in the cave, there are birds, saplings, and fish, shrimp and crabs in the puddles.

   Slowly, getting closer and closer to Nanshan.

  Chen Ling hadn't been on the mountain for a while, so he called out two dogs and walked up the rugged mountain road around Laohewan.

   There have been fewer people on the mountain recently, and the surrounding weeds and shrubs have become denser, blocking the mountain road.

   It cannot be said that it is hard to walk, but it is also extremely difficult to walk.

   made Chen Ling feel like he was returning to the future. At that time, life in the countryside was better, with the Internet and TV. Most of the villagers would rather stay at home than go to the mountains in their spare time. At most, it is to go to the mountains in autumn to make some wild fruits to make dried persimmons, candied fruit, or to get some wild grapes to make wine.

   At that time, it was not easy to enter the mountains, and the mountain roads were covered with flowers, trees, shrubs and wild vines, which was much more serious than the current situation.

Chen Ling took out a hatchet from the cave and walked up while driving the road. He crossed a small hillside. There were many small animals in the grass. From time to time, birds startled up from the side of the road and flew over the head. Saw some mushrooms, lichens, and wild fruits such as snake bubbles.

   Even Chen Ling was reminded by Xiaojin when he saw a badger hole, just beside the bushes, he dug out a mound of debris, and next to the mound was a deep hole.

The    cave should have just been dug out, and the soil is new.

Xiaojin didn't dig this thing last time, and he still kept thinking about it. When he noticed the familiar smell, he circled around the Badgerzi hole and sniffed back and forth. Maybe he knew that the hole was deep, and after a while he still bit Chen Chen. Ling's trouser legs were pulled towards the hole, wanting him to help catch it.

   "Okay, Xiaojin, they can't run away again. It's the same thing when they come back in two days, darling, we have to be obedient."

  Chen Ling patted Xiaojin's head and comforted.

  Heiwa just squatted beside Haraziliu, looked at the entrance of Badgerzi Cave, and then at Xiaojin, as if waiting for Badgerzi to come out by himself.

  The meat of this stuff is delicious. It was stewed last time. Although there was not much left for them, the bones were all in their stomachs. It can remember the taste.

   "You know that there is a stream of halazia to watch, but you can't develop any skills other than remembering to eat?"

   Chen Ling got angry when he saw Heiwa's greedy face, gave it a kick, and led Xiaojin forward.

  Heiwa is used to being trained and doesn't care at all. He shook his hair, urinated beside Badger's hole, and followed him with small steps.

   After a while, there were more and more wild fruits in front of me.

   No, Chen Ling stood beside a mountain grape, holding a stone **** and digging down two of them.

  This kind of grape is pure wild. The fruit is much smaller than the grapes grown at home. Most of them are about the size of an adult's little finger belly. They have thick skin and few seeds and are sour and astringent to eat.

  This thing is not rare for little dolls in the village now.

   is like Chen Ling. When I was a child, I had few snacks, so I rushed over to pick and eat it. I thought it was a rare delicacy.

   Now is the time to make wine in autumn. Every family goes into the mountains to pick some. Not to mention, the wine produced tastes really good and has a lot of energy.

  Chen Ling also remembered this mouthful, so he directly cut two plants down, and threw them into the cave to let them grow.

  Digged up two mountain grapes, Chen Ling aimed at the wild hawthorn not far away...

  This is also a wild fruit that I used to eat when I was a child.

   is too sour.

   It is estimated that the taste will be much better when it grows in the cave.

   Soon, he went to dig two more kiwi fruit trees, which were also put into the cave.

  This wild kiwi fruit is also very small. When it is just picked, it is very hard and needs to be covered in wheat bran for half a month before eating.

   After digging out the kiwi fruit, he dug up the pomegranate, and finally even a few wolfberry plants were taken in by him.

   I felt that the time was almost up, and when I was walking down the mountain, I happened to encounter another bamboo forest.

   is not a big moso bamboo, but a local stupid bamboo.

  This kind of bamboo grows slowly and is not tall. It just grows well-proportioned, about the thickness of three fingers. They cannot be used as building materials, and bamboo shoots are not tasty. They are mainly used by farmers to make bamboo utensils, such as bamboo baskets, bamboo sieves, bamboo rakes and so on.

   The bamboo utensils made are durable, even if they are made by ordinary people, they are too rough and not very beautiful, and they will not sell for a good price if they are brought to the collection, unless they have the craftsmanship of Chen Dazhi.

  Chen Ling chopped bamboo mainly because Wang Susu used it to make bamboo grate. Naturally, he couldn't let his wife do this kind of thing, so when he saw it, he cut two trees on the way back.

   After cutting the bamboo, Chen Ling withdrew his hands and called the two dogs to go down the mountain.

  …

   "Little Cangwa, I'm leaving, Dengfeng Xiaoxian~"

   As soon as Chen Ling arrived at the entrance of the village, on the opposite dam, a rooster's voice sang in a tone that scared a group of water birds by the river flapping their wings and flying away from the reeds.

I saw a middle-aged man wearing a blue vest, army green pants, and a chicken coop head riding a bicycle and swaying and singing. When he saw Chen Ling carrying a bamboo and leading two dogs over, he suddenly He squeezed the brakes and let out a squeak.

   looked at Chen Ling blankly for several times before asking uncertainly, "Is it wealth?"

   "Who else could it be if it weren't for me, what's wrong with Brother Chunsheng, I haven't seen you for half a year, can't you recognize me?"

  Chen Ling stopped, leaned the bamboo on the ground, and smiled at this man.

   This man is Wang Chunyuan's eldest brother, Wang Chunsheng.

   He lived in the county town with his parents all the year round and never came back. He opened a small timber factory and used it as a daily livelihood.

  In the 1970s and 1980s, for a few years, Wang Chunyuan and his father, Chen Erzhu and his father, and Wang Erzhu’s old man were in charge of the brigade in the village. These three were domineering in the village and had a bad reputation.

   Later, of the three families, only Wang Chunyuan and Chen Erzhu made their fortunes, and they also took advantage of the loopholes in the years of encouraging business.

At that time, Chen Ling's father also wanted to do some business. Because he often sent letters, his vision was relatively open. He was going to borrow some money to buy a truck to run goods in the city. Disappointed, I gave up on the idea.

After   , only Chen Erzhu's old man saw that there was no lime production here, so he built a lime factory.

  Wang Chunsheng, his father had the money to sit in the mountains, eat, drink, prostitute and gamble. Later, the money was like flowing water, and it was not until the two sons reached the age of starting a family.

   But because he did things too much when he was in the brigade and got along badly with the villagers, he and Chen Erzhu, the family moved to the county town to live.

   Now the villagers of Chenwangzhuang don’t speak when they meet these two old guys when they arrive at the county seat. The two old guys were even more shameless. When they saw an acquaintance, they turned their backs and turned their faces away, daring not to show their faces. At this age, I can't go back to the village, and the fallen leaves can't go back to their roots.

  Only Wang Chunsheng came back every time during the Chinese New Year and festivals, and sometimes stayed for two days to help Wang Chunyuan with some farm work.

   "Haha, you kid has changed a bit. Looking at it from a distance, I thought some college student went to the countryside to work."

  Wang Chunsheng smiled honestly, and then said, "I just met you when I came back. Aunt Junying asked Xie Xin'er to give it to you, saying that she will not be able to come to Uncle Juncai's grave this year."

   "Well, auntie is far away, so it's fine if she can't come."

  Chen Ling nodded, it was just right that he didn't think so, so that he and Wang Susu would not feel comfortable.

   Then he looked up at Wang Chunsheng and asked, "Brother Chunsheng, are you going to Tongshi?"

   His aunt is from Tongshi County, Tongshi County is not close to Lingyun, the place is poor, there is nothing necessary, and it is not very easy to pass.

   "No, I didn't go. It's the daughter of your sister-in-law's eldest nephew married over there. I went there to pick up the relatives a few days ago and met Aunt Junying."

  Wang Chunsheng said, took out a crumpled cigarette and handed it over.

  Compared to Tongshi County, they are considered richer, so Tongshi County marrying a daughter is either Kuliu County or Lingyun.

  Chen Ling took the cigarette, and the two chatted while walking.

  It was only then that he knew that Wang Chunsheng was coming back during the Mid-Autumn Festival to see how his old house looked like.

   As for the Mid-Autumn Festival, his father and mother didn't have the face to come back, so he came back to see it by himself.

Walking in the village, Wang Chunsheng, his hometown who had changed a lot, was both dazed and a little sad. After a few words with Chen Ling, he went back to his parents' old house. Every year during Chinese New Year, I come back and stay for half a day, just to catch up with a few acquaintances.

   Now his parents can't go back to the village, and there is no need to flip the old house.

   On the other hand, when Chen Ling returned to his house, he couldn't help but glance at the other side, thinking that this family is quite noisy.

   In their entire family, only Wang Chunsheng and his wife were honest husbands and wives with straight tempers. Otherwise, no one would pay attention to him when he returned to the village.

Shaking his head and walking into the yard, Chen Ling saw his sister-in-law brought Liu Ni'er and a few dolls, sitting on the eastern wall, each holding a meat bun in their hands, causing a group of local dogs to raise their heads and shake their heads. The tail was staring at the ground. This girl is still wearing her head, and from time to time she will smash two leaves from the pear tree next to them and throw them in a ball, making a bunch of dogs bark and fight for it. There was a giggling on the wall.

   "Eating a meal is also uneasy, and if you fall down in a while, you won't be able to do it."

  Chen Ling leaned against the two bamboos, walked over, and beckoned to the dolls on the wall: "Come, line up and come down one by one, I'll pick you up."

  The top of the wall is less than two meters high. Judging from several shoe prints on the wall, you can tell how the group of leather monkeys got up.

  Wang Zhenzhen suddenly raised his face, shook his head, and his two pigtails were also tossed around: "I won't go down. Go and eat, my sister is ready to cook and wait for you, we will eat here."

   "Okay, let them eat there, send them to school on Monday, and let them have fun these two days."

  Wang Susu walked out of the room and gave Chen Ling a gentle smile: "You wash your hands, I'll bring the pot."

   The little girl looked at the two of them, and her whole face suddenly turned into a bitter face: "Why go to school? Before school starts at home, I just live for a while and leave, why do I have to go to school here?"

  Chen Ling smiled when he heard the words, "Why don't you stay for a while and leave, this year is the leap August, you have to stay for half a year."

   "Besides how beautiful your stationery box is, it's a pity to buy it and keep it unused."

   "But I didn't bring a book, why did I go to class?"

   The little girl's eyes rolled around, and she choked her neck.

   "It's alright if you don't bring books. I'll have dinner later and ask your brother-in-law to borrow them from the village."

  Wang Susu brought the pot out of the kitchen, holding the porridge without lifting the head.

   "If you can't borrow it, tomorrow happens to be Sunday, and there is still one day left. Just ask your brother-in-law to go to the county seat to buy it for you."

"what?"

  Wang Zhenzhen was helpless now, pouting and crying, only feeling that the meat buns in his hands were no longer fragrant.

   (end of this chapter)