My 1995 Small Farm

   Chapter 136 Sneaky

After chatting with Wang Laishun at the entrance of the village for a while, Chen Ling also knew that this interview did not come right away, but this old man has dealt with the county most of his life. Looking for Chen Ling.

   I’ve been living in the mountains for decades, and I haven’t touched this stuff.

In addition, there is not much TV watching here, and it is often just listening to the news broadcast on the radio. In his eyes, the interview, he thought it was like the old life, picking a person to stand up and make a report, he has not gone through such a big time. In the battle, he was only thinking about the relief fund, and he was afraid of this and that.

   After Chen Ling chatted with him for a while, it was only then that I could understand what the situation of such an interview was, but I was still a little confused in my heart.

   walked halfway, then turned around and asked, "You kid didn't fool anyone, did you?"

   "Oh, how dare I fool you, fifth uncle, if you don't believe me, go ask Brother Jusheng, and if you can't ask Qin Qiumei, they all went to college outside, and don't have more knowledge than me?"

   "Alright, then I'll ask again."

   Wang Laishun murmured and walked away with his hands behind his back.

After he left, Chen Yuqiang followed behind Chen Ling, and couldn't help but say: "The fifth grandpa is also true, and he came to ask Uncle Fugui about such a thing. There are college students at home, don't you think about it? ?"

  Chen Ling replied with a smile, "Isn't this brother Jusheng going to work in the countryside all day long? Even if he asks, he won't be at home."

   said that, Chen Ling actually shook his head in his heart.

  The fifth uncle has a good heart, but it is inevitable that he will be influenced by his mother-in-law, and he does not take his own boss seriously.

  I have work to do, and I am called to be a cow and a horse. I immediately put it aside when the work is done, and I don’t want to take another look.

   Not only the old couple, but also the aunt in the county seat.

   is too eccentric.

  Wang Jusheng has been suffering side by side all these years without a single complaint.

Although Wang Jusheng was considered a top student in their generation, those who knew him knew that this man was full of old ideas. To say it was unpleasant, he was a little filial. When he was in college, he was very short of talents, so he didn't do it. In addition, he could at least be a cadre if he stayed in the city, but he was called back to the countryside by his mother, and he only became a policeman in the village police station, which is a pity.

   "Here comes the pot repairer, the pot repairer is here, who hasn't repaired the pot yet, come out and take a look..."

  The tinker rode a shabby bicycle and wobbled in the village shouting.

At this time, the sun is gradually falling, and they have to prepare to leave. Today's business is really good, but before leaving, they still have to come and shout to see who has not repaired the pot. It is estimated that they will not be able to transfer here for half a year. .

  Wang Zhenzhen came back just before dusk. It was Da Ni'er and the two little daughters-in-law in the village who brought it back together. They also came to the house in advance to let them know.

   It doesn't matter who is free to help pick up and drop off the doll.

   "What are you doing, really, where do you want to run after dinner?"

   "I didn't run, I went to feed the chickens."

Xiao Nizi returned home and put down her schoolbag without resting. She threw a sentence and ran to the chicken coop to feed the chickens. Chen Ling walked over and took a look. a whole lot.

   "Amazing, really, you just catch bugs on your first day?"

   "Of course not. There are two physical education classes this afternoon. The teacher asked us to pull grass in the playground. I caught it by the way."

   "Good guys, let you pull the grass as soon as you go?"

   "Brother-in-law, don't you know? The county town school started later than last year, so I went two weeks later. The grass on the school playground hasn't been plucked yet."

   "Okay, why don't I bring you a **** tomorrow?"

   "Why bring a hoe? We won't have gym class tomorrow, we won't pull the grass."

  Wang Zhenzhen gave him a strange look, shook his pigtails, and threw two bunches of grasshoppers into the chicken coop: "Hurry up and eat, you won't be able to grab the chicken from my sister's house later."

When the old hen saw the grasshopper dropped, she immediately moved her head and clucked and clucked together, making the little girl very happy: "It's delicious, eat more, wait for the meat to grow, and let my brother-in-law cook you both. into hot pot chicken."

  Chen Ling watched from the side and couldn't hold back the joy. He glanced at Wang Susu who came over and said, "It looks like you are going to school on your first day in the county town. You're doing well."

   "That's not right, our classmates are always having fun, and the teacher even guesses the riddles."

   Hearing this, the little girl smiled brightly, threw all the grasshoppers in her hands into the chicken coop, clapped her hands, walked over to her sister and brother-in-law, and told interesting stories about the school with great interest.

   How can there be a little bit of fear of life.

  …

The next day, the red sun rose in the east, and the birds outside the window were chirping on the treetops, flying and falling from time to time, and they landed on the lotus pond to secretly drink two sips of water, and waited for the ferocious fish to jump up in the pond. Suddenly volley flew away.

Chen Ling held a bowl of white porridge, steamed buns and half a piece of scallion, and squatted at the door to eat breakfast, talking to Chen Yuqiang and several others. Today, Wang Lihui and his wife are going to the market, and they will take the village dolls to school. Now, he still doesn't need to worry about it, so after making a meal for my sister-in-law, he and Wang Susu are not in a hurry to eat.

However, the wolves on the mountain are getting more and more daring. Last night, several big wolves ran to the entrance of the southwest village. It took a while for their guns to be frightened away. Before breakfast, Chen Yuqiang came to Chen Ling to talk about it. Here, after all, they should be on duty the day after tomorrow.

   Be prepared.

   Actually, it's nothing, they didn't say anything, Wang Laishun came to the door and told them to go to the brigade to pick up guns after dinner, and after that, he brought his grandson to chat with them at the door.

Chen Ling sucked the white porridge, pointed to the birds on the tree and asked a little boy with open crotch pants: "Bastard, uncle will test you. If there are ten birds on this tree, uncle hit one with a slingshot. Come down, how many are left?"

  Xiaowazi clenched his fingers, thought for a while, and said in a milky voice, "It's nine."

   "Uncle Fugui, am I right?"

  Chen Ling shook his head lightly and said with a smile: "These are not nine. Uncle Yi slingshotted them, and the birds were so frightened that they flew away. Not one was left, so it was zero."

   Stinky was stunned for a moment, staring at him blankly, his black and white eyes not turning.

   After thinking about it for a while, he still couldn't figure it out, and said innocently to Chen Ling: "My sister taught me that ten minus one equals nine."

   The elder sister he was talking about was Dandan, the eldest daughter of Wang Jusheng's family.

  Although the relationship between the two brothers is not very good, the children still have a good time.

   "Nine what nine? I taught you in vain, why don't your mind turn around."

Wang Laishun tugged at his little grandson's ear: "What a little idiot, he's far worse than when your uncle Fugui was a child. Your uncle Fugui is as big as you, and you can take the village dolls to deceive the old man who sells sugar. Study hard."

   Hearing this, Chen Ling hurriedly said, "Uncle Fifth, teach some good, teach some good."

   This guy accidentally talked about the dark history again. Don't pass on this **** from generation to generation.

   Amid the laughter of the crowd, Wang Laishun picked up the rotten egg and looked into the yard: "Haha, what are you trying to fiddle with and the yard is full of water."

   "After washing the grinder, I'm ready to grind the surface."

"Tsk tsk, if you want me to say that your baby is idle, you will be fooling around. This grinding wheel is too big and heavy to use. You still take it home like a baby, what are you doing with that old nose, go to Yingqiang's place He has a few cents to save worry and trouble."

  Chen Ling smiled and did not speak.

   "You can grind it yourself if you want. Now that you have a good meal, you guys come to the brigade to pick up the guns."

"Row."

  Chen Ling put down the bowls and chopsticks, and went to the brigade to get the shotgun in his hand.

   This is for night duty. Anyone can get it when it’s his turn, but if you go hunting in the mountains, you can’t get one shot per person, not so much.

   But this time, when he got the gun and came back, Wang Laishun deliberately dragged Chen Ling and explained a few words to him.

   "Whether it's a night watch or going up the mountain, you have a share. Uncle will keep it for you. Remember not to fight blindly, and you can't fight during the day."

   "Don't worry, Uncle Fifth, once there was trouble when I was a child, I have a long memory."

   "Haha, just remember it."

After returning home and putting away the gun, Chen Ling stood at the door for a while, holding a slingshot, and punched the surrounding people. The couple on the opposite side hadn't returned to the village, and the second aunt Wang was also picked up by her daughter before the Mid-Autumn Festival. , In the past two days, as long as he has nothing to do, he stands at the door and shoots a few slingshots, and his accuracy is getting better and better.

   Now he has strength, and the slingshot in his hand is much more powerful than when he was a child. All kinds of birds can shoot seven or eight in a short time, which is not worse than a shotgun.

  The previous Chen Ling was also very skinny when he was a child. Not only did he play with slingshots, but he could also touch guns from time to time, but he basically played under the supervision of his elders. Once Chen Juncai was not at home, he couldn't find a gun himself, so he found a large bag of bullets from somewhere in the house. At that time, there was no shortage of bullets, and there were specific consumption indicators for a few years, so it was not a problem in the countryside. Rare stuff.

  Chen Ling couldn't touch the gun, so he played with a group of leather monkeys smashing bullets with bullets.

Smashing a bullet is actually quite simple, just find a crack or a small hole, fix the bullet, and smash it down with a nail. As a result, they only saw adults and older half-sized boys play like this at that time, and they didn't think it was interesting. There are too many. Who knows that if the bullet has no chamber or barrel, in many cases, it will explode directly or shoot randomly.

  Good guy, that time scared a few skin monkeys.

   As a result of several people playing together, the hands of two little babies were blown up.

   The shot that was successfully shot also hit someone else's chicken pen, killing an old hen directly.

   That time was too miserable.

   Injuries became trivial matters. One of them was counted as one, and they were beaten by their parents. During that half-month, they were beaten every so often, with bamboo boards and pulleys attached, just to keep their memory long.

  Thinking of the ridiculous things of childhood, the slingshot in his hand didn't stop.

It didn't take a lot of time to fight two magpies, and he came down with some miscellaneous birds. He mainly aimed at these thieves and attacked them. After a while, they would be fine and the scars would be forgotten. Falling into the yard and drying some wheat can also be ruined by them.

   "Whoosh!"

  A hawk falcon hovering in the air was hit by a slingshot in its tail, and it made a sharp cry. The tail feathers exploded in the sky, and they kept making panic calls, struggling to flap their wings and fled away.

   "You can run fast..."

  Chen Ling put away the slingshot. There are many rabbits, chickens, ducks and quails at home, and it is easy to be targeted by eagles in the mountains.

   It's been like this recently. When the morning or afternoon is approaching dusk, there are always falcons lingering over the yard. Fortunately, there is a dog at home, and it is not afraid of it coming down.

   However, Chen Ling will still give a slingshot to those who fly low.

After a short time of hand addiction, I looked back and looked at the birds that were shot down. Most of them have been picked up by the two dogs in the bamboo basket, and the ones that landed on the house or in the yard of Mrs. Wang, leave it alone, Huangpizi They will eat it.

Putting the bamboo basket down, Chen Ling washed his hands, and the water in the kitchen just boiled, so he walked to the stone mill with a pot full of boiling water, and carefully scalded it with boiling water. In the morning, he washed it with clean water. However, this stone mill has been soaked in the flood, and it has not been used for many years in the threshing field. It is better to wash it properly.

   After all, they grind their own noodles and eat them, so they have to be cleaned up.

   After brushing several times with boiling water, Chen Ling stopped his hands again. After drying the grinding disc, he could grind the surface.

  The reed poles were not well dried, and there is no need to make straw mats today, so in the afternoon, Wang Susu was left at home, and he led the cattle and hoes to the ground to weed the peanuts and soybeans.

   There were not many weeds, and they worked slowly until nearly dusk. After hoeing nearly an acre of land, Chen Ling stopped working.

Just as he was walking back, Chen Ling sat on the back of the cow and found a few shadows flashing by in the corn field at the entrance of the village, and then the corn stalks clacked, and he suddenly murmured a little: "What? Something inside? Don't be a wolf!"

   I thought so, but when I saw the little white cow, there was no reaction, so it was probably not a wild animal.

   However, Chen Ling's eyes were still fixed there. After a while, he heard a voice. After he heard it, he immediately knew who it was, so he stopped the little white cow and waited outside.

   Sure enough, two or three minutes later, the little ghosts came out of the corn field. When they saw Chen Ling, they screamed and turned their heads and ran back in fright.

   "Come back! The sun is about to set, and you're still playing here? Aren't you afraid of going home and getting beaten up!"

   "Uncle Grandpa."

   "Uncle Rich."

   "Shh, keep your voice down, uncle don't shout..."

   At this moment, Komori led the stinky **** sneaking over and called him softly.

"What's wrong?"

   "Uncle Silent, there is a secret in the corn field."

   (end of this chapter)