My 1995 Small Farm

  Today's weather is not bad, my father-in-law rushed to the county seat to send Wang Zhenzhen off. Chen Ling had no choice but to go to the mountain to pick green persimmons.

   In autumn, the mountains are full of fruits, and the trees and vines are covered with green and red wild fruits.

Carrying a basket on his back, Chen Ling took Erbald, Xiaojin, and three small yellow squirrels through the Temple of the Earth and walked into the Western Mountain. His eyes ranged from wild dates, pomegranates, and grapes at the foot of the mountain to hawthorn, walnuts, and chestnuts on the mountainside. persimmon, and kiwi.

  The wild persimmon trees on the mountain are quite common, but the distribution is uneven, and most of the trees are generally around a few decades old and very sturdy.

   A lower branch can even stand up to an adult.

  Look up and take a closer look. At this time, you can also find one or two red persimmons.

   Although the persimmons are not fully ripe yet, they are astringent to eat, but there are ways to ripen them when you pick them and bring them home.

   For example, put some white wine on it and put it with some bad grapes and bad apples, and it will become soft and sweet in five or six days.

   It’s just that the taste is not as good as the naturally mature one.

   "Little Jin, take them around and see if there are any honeycombs nearby?"

  Chen Ling waved his hand and asked Xiaojin to take the little weasel to search for the honeycomb, while he began to pick the branches of the persimmon tree.

  The wild persimmon tree is also not pruned, and most of the branches are adorned with fruits.

   I just picked it up a few times, and suddenly I felt a little coolness on my face, as if fine raindrops fell on my face. I reached out and touched it, and it was wet, and I suddenly understood...

   Damn it, the one on the tree urinated.

  Chen Ling looked up, kicked the tree, and flew away with a "squeak" sound, flapping its wings.

   "Dare to **** me, Erbald, go and catch me back."

With an order   , a ferocious harrier flew out from a tree not far away, and he didn't know how it did it. Those who knew it were placed at Chen Ling's feet after a while.

   And it went back to the tree by itself, looking left and right, obviously not interested in this little thing.

  Chen Ling glanced down and saw that a few cicadas were still alive, so they pinch off their wings and put them aside, waiting for the little weasel to come back to eat them. Those little guys are not picky eaters.

   Picking persimmons is quite fast.

   But Chen Ling didn't specifically catch a tree.

   Instead, he turned around and picked all the green persimmons on the big and small persimmon trees, regardless of their size.

   Just picked it casually, a basket full of green persimmons with two big snakeskin bags.

In the middle of the two persimmon trees, I saw a bird nest built by two Pulsatillas. Inside were young birds that had not hatched for a long time. Seeing the two bald boys flying around, they stuck their heads out of the nest and chirped with their mouths open. He seemed to think it was the big bird that had returned to its nest and was begging for food.

   Fortunately, Erbald is not hungry now, and he is not short of food every day. The target has always been pheasant, hare, or his old enemy, the magpie.

   So turn a blind eye to these young birds.

   was annoyed by the call, so he flew into the sky, flying around in the high air above Chen Ling's head, circling back and forth.

   "It's autumn, and there are still a lot of birds that hatch."

  Chen Ling didn't walk a few steps. Besides the Pulsatilla, he also found a lot of bird nests, and they also had a long breeding season.

   "Very good, these birds are solid, let's put a few in the cave some other day for research."

   Recently, he and several pen pals wrote bragging letters, talked over the air, and fought very hot. It was because he fiddled with paper mulberry in the cave and made some noise.

   gave him a lot of confidence, and when he was ready to get bored, he would cultivate some new species of birds to play with.

  When you don’t want to raise too many chickens and ducks in the future.

  You can also hang a circle of bird cages in the farm, without leaving home, it is also good to sell bird watching.

   As he was pondering, Xiao Jin's dog barking came from a distance. Although the barking was not hurried or flustered, the smell of warning was very strong.

   "Er Bald, take me there."

  Chen Ling heard that the sound was not close, and hurriedly made a gesture with the Harrier in the sky, put away the green persimmon and rushed over.

   often goes up the mountain, his physique is good, his speed is not slow, and after a while, he sees Xiao Jin with three weasels, barking and roaring, and confronting two small brown-gray beasts with fleshy flesh.

   "Damn, why is it Badger again, has Badger really been a disaster recently?"

   Chen Ling was stunned when he saw these two little beasts. Grandma's are two pig badgers again.

   And these two pig badgers are not too big. Although the meat is rolling, they are not as stout as the badgers I have seen before. It is estimated that they are the little ones born last year, and they just came out of the nest this year.

   Seeing Chen Ling running over aggressively, and Xiao Jin and the three weasels became more and more fierce after Chen Ling came over, especially the three little weasels, jumping up and down, pretending to be fierce for a while.

   scared the two badgers and ran away.

   So this battle hasn't been officially fought yet, so it's over.

   But after Badger fled, Xiao Jin and the little weasels did not run to Chen Ling as usual to ask for credit.

   Instead, he took small steps and walked to a stone ditch full of lush weeds and shrubs.

   The stone ditch on the mountain here is formed by the scouring of the water over the years. It used to be a stream on the west mountain, and it will flow to the ditch at the foot of the west mountain and the old river bay of the south mountain.

   However, after a major earthquake, some streams were cut off and diverted, and all of them were injected into Savage Valley, which formed the current Yamanaka Lake.

  Chen Ling followed them into the wild grass in the stone ditch.

  The second bald man also fell from the gap in the woods, walking slowly, following behind Chen Ling.

   Before walking a few steps, Chen Ling heard the desolate whine of "Ow~Ow~".

   Looking in the direction of Xiaojin and the others, it turned out that under the cover of the grass, under a thick old tree root, was a fox hole.

   At this moment, there was a red-haired fox, exposing its front half, lying in front of the cave and wailing.

When    saw them approaching, he screamed more and more desolately, and his brown eyes bright as amber also became alert. He unexpectedly got out of the cave and stood up with trembling legs.

   "What's the matter? Did the fox get hurt?"

  Chen Ling saw that the fox was a little unusual. After a closer look, there were bloodstains on the ground near the fox cave, and the withered and yellow leaves were dyed red.

   Taking a closer look, it turned out that there were still a few little foxes in the grass next to the fox hole, but the situation was rather miserable.

   Only two little foxes were left alive, and the rest of the belly did not rise and fall, and they were obviously dead.

   Seeing this situation, Chen Ling immediately understood what was going on.

   This is obviously two badgers who came out to find a ready-made nest to live in, and found a fox hole.

   Maybe the female fox was not in the hole at the time.

   So a few fox cubs suffered.

   This kind of thing is very common in the mountains.

  It stands to reason that a fox can give birth to at least six or seven fox cubs in a litter, but no more than three can survive.

   It is because the wild environment is harsh, the cubs are either eaten by natural predators, or they starve to death because they cannot compete for food when they are young.

   is a very normal thing.

   But this kind of situation is usually encountered on the mountain by ordinary people. Basically, they can manage and save if they can. Unless they are more stunned and bastards, they will take the opportunity to remove the nest of foxes and go back to kill the meat and sell the skins.

   "Xiaojin, restrain it in the past, I'll show them the injury."

  Chen Ling said hello, not only Xiao Jin rushed up, but even the little weasel leaned forward and joined forces to subdue the female fox.

   It was said to be subdued, but in fact it was just that Xiao Jin pressed it to the ground. The female fox was still struggling and resisting, making a sad cry.

   It thought that Chen Ling would also hurt its children.

It wasn't until after a while that Chen Ling took out a bamboo tube and placed it in front of him, giving medicine and water to its children, and then gradually calmed down. He stared blankly at Chen Ling's movements, and was held down by Xiao Jin in front of the hole. Stop resisting.

   Foxes have spirituality.

  They are smart and cunning, with a high IQ. Even if they are defensive against humans, they can still distinguish between goodwill and hostility.

   "Good guy, is it a badger, this wound is really deep."

  Chen Ling had no intention to observe the mother fox's reaction. He was holding a little fox in his hand to watch.

  I saw a long slit on the back of this little fox, the flesh was opened, and the injury was terrible.

   Unlike other little foxes, he was bitten to death by the badger, but was caught on the back by the claws, and was almost sliced ​​in half by the sharp badger's claws.

   "This one is still saved, the rest will not work."

  Chen Ling shook his head, except for the two who were slightly injured, and this one who was dying, a total of three little foxes were alive.

   If he hadn't carefully checked it again, this little guy would have been regarded as dead by him.

   After feeding two more drops of spiritual water, his breathing slowly recovered.

   Spiritual water.

   It is completely different to use it when you are in good health and use it when you are seriously injured and dying.

   In this situation, the spiritual water only has the function of healing wounds and restoring vitality.

   So Chen Ling doesn't need to think too much about using it for these injured little foxes.

   And after applying the medicine, he also checked the female fox, but the female fox was not seriously injured.

   After a simple treatment, he took Xiaojin and they slowly retreated.

   Watching the mother fox pick up her children one by one and return them to the hole. After putting them away, she returned to the entrance of the hole and looked at them secretly. A pair of eyes glowed slightly in the dim hole.

  Chen Ling turned around and went back the same way.

   In the next few days, Chen Ling will be busy brewing persimmon wine in addition to taking the baby at home.

   Making persimmon wine is a bit more complicated than wine.

  Before brewing, it needs to be steamed in a pot, which is similar to rice wine.

   Steamed persimmons remove the astringency.

   Then again wait for it to cool and harden.

   At this time, slice the persimmon, add the koji, and stir well.

After   , it is put into a vat for storage and brewing.

   After fermenting, pour all into a large pot.

  Place the wine retort on the pot for distillation.

   Distilled persimmon wine.

   But in the details, such as removing the head of the wine, putting wheat bran on the side of the wine retort, and filtering it with cotton cloth.

   It all depends on how you master it.

   In short, persimmon wine is not difficult.

   means that you can't drink it when you brew it.

  Inexperienced brewed persimmon wine has a high degree of alcohol, and you may lose consciousness after one or two sips.

   This point, you must be careful.

  …

  The weather was not very good this afternoon. After Chen Ling waited for his son to fall asleep, he sat down on the table and wrote a letter to the pen pal, and did not go out to wander.

  Wang Susu was talking outside the farm with Zhang Qiaoling and other mother-in-law who came to visit while his son was asleep.

  This is corn cobs that you can eat. People come to give them some corn cobs, and they also stop by to talk to Wang Susu.

After a long meeting, when everyone left, Wang Susu suddenly ran back downstairs and shouted, "A Ling, I really saw a fox in the reeds by the river just now, don't come here to steal chickens and ducks. Bar?"

   "Why don't you call Heiwa two to have a look."

  The fruit forest outside the farm covers a relatively large area, with 30 acres of land, even Heiwa and Xiaojin can't see it.

   However, because of their power, they patrol around every day, urinating to leave a good smell, and generally wild animals would not dare to offend them.

   "Fox? I'll go out and see."

  Chen Ling got up and walked out, thinking that it might not be the fox rescued a few days ago.

   called the second bald man and went outside along the bluestone path in the fruit forest.

   At this time, Wang Zhenzhen took Liu Ni'er and a few bamboo poles to fight in the reeds.

  Chen Ling walked over and looked at it, it was just a series of footprints.

   Heiwa Xiaojin was called from the mountain, but there was no response to the show, and the hostility was not obvious.

   Seeing this, he didn't take it to heart.

   Who would have thought that the next day, Wang Zhenzhen came here to play on Sunday, and said that he saw a fox, ran around in the reeds, and soon disappeared.

   She chased after her with a few little dolls for a long time, but she couldn't catch up at all.

  Chen Ling heard this, and secretly noticed it in his heart, and guarded the reeds in the river ditch for two days.

   This is a great defense. He thought it was some other wild fox. Whoever wanted to appear near the farmhouse was the one he encountered on the mountain before.

   The fox was moving, so for two days he had been hurrying around in the reeds, running around.

   But it does not move alone.

   There is actually a helper.

   These helpers are none other than Xiao Jin, who was raised by himself.

   A dog and a fox, one after the other, took small steps to shuttle among the reeds.

   From time to time they wagged their tails and slapped each other.

  Chen Ling was dumbfounded.

   He rarely sees Xiaojin playing with anything else.

   Even Heiwa is only intimate, but he doesn't play much, especially with other local dogs. In front of Xiaojin, he is a gesture of surrender.

   Unexpectedly, as the little overlord of the mountain forest, Xiao Jin is now playing so happily with this fox.

Moreover, with its keen sense of smell and hearing, it naturally knew that Chen Ling was nearby, so he brought the fox to him while making trouble, shaking his head and waving his tail to Chen Ling, as if to say, "Look, this is from me. friend."

   As for the female fox, she was still a little cautious, watching Chen Ling quietly by the river ditch five or six meters away.

   "People say Hu Peng Dog Friends, Hu Peng Dog Friends, you really answer that sentence. No wonder I didn't even touch the fox fur two days ago. It turns out that the fox was mixed with you."

  Chen Ling patted Xiaojin's head to make it feel at ease, and then waved at the fox: "It's Xiaojin's friend, our own friend, you are welcome to be a guest."

The fox naturally didn't understand human words, but when he saw Chen Ling beckoning, he still took small steps, stopped and walked, walked around in the grass, stopped two meters away from him and squatted on the spot, watching. Looking at him, Xiao Jin whimpered softly and screamed uncomfortably.

   This is obviously still a bit of a confession.

  Chen Ling saw that they looked like two little kids, so he patted Xiaojin on the neck and couldn't help but smile: "It's rare to make friends, then you can go play, I won't hinder you."

   After saying that, he left slowly.

   Can get Xiaojin's approval, this fox will not come here to harm chickens and ducks, so he has nothing to worry about.

   I don't even know where the fox's new home is. If it is near the farm, the little foxes are much safer here.