My 1995 Small Farm

   Fenglei Town does not look like it is relatively remote, but in fact, every time there is a fair, the flow of people is even larger than that of Changle Township. Horses and boats all gather here.

   As the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, there are also various foods in the market.

  Chen Ling and the others didn't stay in the town for a long time. After a long lunch, they brought their two little nephews to pick puppies, bought some snacks at various stalls, and went to play.

   For him, as long as the two little dolls are having fun, that's it.

   Of course, it is said that they are picking puppies, but they don’t actually buy them. Black babies are paired with wolves, so why do they need to buy puppies from outside?

   is simply taking children to play.

  In addition to puppies and kittens, there are also foals, foals, and lambs in the market...

   One by one is screaming and jumping alive, which is the most endearing time.

   These little guys, just walking around the Luomashi Market for two laps and taking a look is enough to make people feel happy.

  The two little dolls are even more happy.

  After shopping at the big fair, Chen Ling parked the car in Fenglei Town Middle School, and then the family returned to Yaowang Village with their things.

This trip is mainly because the old man and his mother-in-law have not been home for a long time. I came home to have a look. At the same time, the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching. I also took this opportunity to pick up moon cakes, pork and other things, and go to my relatives and friends to sit next to each other. , reciting the past.

   We haven't seen each other for more than half a year, and the two old people are all affectionate when they see each other.

   went to the house, gathered around talking about his daughter, praised his son-in-law, and talked about his grandson.

   Not to mention the liveliness.

   Actually, Gao Xiulan originally planned to come back to visit these old friends at home after the Mid-Autumn Festival, when he went to the Yaowang Temple to offer incense.

   This time, I can come back early, especially if the two of them can come back together. Er Lao is really happy from the bottom of my heart, and they are very affectionate when they see relatives and friends.

   But unfortunately, because we have to go back before dark today, we can't stay for long.

  I also drank two bowls of hot tea, and after a brief description of the daily routine, I had to go down the mountain and prepare to go back.

  …

   When we arrived at the foot of the mountain and drove to Fenglei Town Middle School.

   Surprisingly, Chen Ling met two more acquaintances and stopped him for a while.

   These two are no one else.

   It is Wang Susu's high school classmate Xiang Yuhua, and her marriage partner Wei Jun.

   There are many people in Daji, and it is quite difficult to drive outside. You need to go around and find aisles with few people before you can drive your car out.

   As a result, the two of them couldn't finish talking. After asking about Wang Susu's situation, they asked about the situation at home. Good guy, this is so hot that outsiders might think that these two are his relatives.

   "I saw you driving a car with a Beijing card, so why don't you just post it?"

   After coming out of Fenglei Town and crossing the bridge, Wang Qingwen said, "A person like this, even if he is not Susu's classmate, will have nothing to say when he sees you."

   Gao Xiulan also nodded: "Isn't it true, there are not many good things in the family planning office in the town. With a little power, you will do everything without morality, and all of them are snobbish, which is very annoying."

   This is the man named Wei Jun, who is in charge of family planning at the Fenglei Town Government.

   "Hey, everyone has it, and it's not my car. I'm not very good at it. What's the use of wearing it with me? I really don't understand..." Chen Ling shook his head.

   As soon as he said this, everyone laughed. Those who said Chen Ling was lazy and knew him would definitely agree.

   But to say that Chen Ling is incompetent, they were the first to disagree, even if Chen Ling said it himself.

   This point, Wang Qingwen has a deep understanding.

   At the beginning, he just thought that his brother-in-law would make money now, and he could make money.

   At the same time, you can also make some friends who have skills outside.

   On the right path.

   Apart from this, that’s it.

   But when he heard that there were several pen pals who exchanged letters with Chen Ling, they were all professors and writers. All of a sudden, the shock was not light, and for a long time, I couldn't recover.

   Being a pen pal with a professor and writer, this guy is amazing.

   In his opinion, being able to sell the professor two fish is nothing, but being a pen pal with the professor is really amazing.

   After all, if there is no real thing on this body, if you write letters to others, they will not reply.

   Even if you want to talk, you can’t talk.

   So, this brother-in-law is still too modest.

   Or maybe you haven't realized what's good in you.

   In short, this brother-in-law always thinks that he is ordinary and strange.

  …

   "Uncle, look, there is a Harrier in front of you."

   Looking at the scenery along the way in the car, Xiao Dongdong suddenly pointed to the front and shouted.

  Chen Ling looked forward and saw that it was indeed a Harrier, leading a horse and carrying a Harrier pole. It was larger than the usual Harrier team, with as many as eight people.

   "Hey, why are these Harriers still heading east? Didn't they go directly to the south through the mountain road before?"

   "I don't know, I'll go down and have a look."

  Chen Ling stopped the car, pushed the door open and walked down.

   Then he shouted twice, walked over and stopped the group of Harriers.

   Generally speaking, ordinary people are reluctant to approach these harriers.

  Especially when the Harrier team is relatively large and there are many people.

  In their opinion, people like Harrier are barbaric.

  Walking from south to north, home in the world, maybe there is some murder weapon hidden on the body.

   If they stare at your belongings, they may change their bodies, and they will change from harbingers to blocking the way.

   If you target women and children, you become human traffickers.

People like   , Wang Cunye and the others are naturally unwilling to let Chen Ling provoke them.

   But Chen Ling has always had his own ideas. When they saw Chen Ling, they went on without saying a word, and they couldn't say anything more.

   Worried that the Harriers will be disturbed and misunderstood.

   just watched quietly in the car.

  Chen Ling talked to this Harrier, nothing special.

   Just saw that they were going east, and I was moved, an idea came up, and I wanted to make a deal with them.

  What saffron, Cordyceps, he is still a little greedy.

  These things are not difficult for Harriers to get their hands on.

   Of course, it’s not just these things.

   If you can go to the county seat, it will be very good to do some special small business with these Harriers in the future.

   These Harriers were surprised when they saw Chen Ling get out of the car and stopped them, but when they heard what Chen Ling said, they were even more surprised.

   But after Chen Ling carefully and repeatedly told them about the transaction, they couldn't help but get excited.

   "Next time, next time I come, I'll go to your side."

   The oldest white-bearded, red-faced old man in the team said.

   "When is the next time?" Chen Ling asked.

   "Next spring."

   "Okay, I'll wait for you next spring."

  Chen Ling nodded, smiled at the harriers, and then returned to the car without saying anything more.

   As for whether or not next spring will come, it is up to them.

   Anyway, if it doesn't work, find another Harrier.

   In short, there are many who can do this.

  …

   "Why are you still talking to the Harriers? What can I say to these people?"

  Chen Ling returned to the car. While the old man breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't help but blame him: "These people have guns and knives on their bodies, and they are all ruthless."

"The knives they bring are all hidden knives. Hidden knives, do you know? They are curved and pierced through your stomach. The tip of the knife can stab your heart. If you pull it out, your intestines can be pulled out. Miserable old."

   "Father, don't scare people, okay? There's a little baby in the car."

  Chen Ling rolled his eyelids, "Besides, Tibetan knives are not curved, you are talking about Mongolian knives."

   "Really? Is it the Mongolian sword that is curved?"

   "Well, Mongolia's famous three treasures: matouqin, cheese, Mongolian machete."

   "...Fuck you, you still have a set. Am I talking about the knife?"

  The old man blew his beard and stared.

Gao Xiulan also glanced at him at this time and said, "Be careful, this group of people is fierce in their bones, you call someone halfway, how dangerous it is, in case we are driving a car and hijack us What? Don't do this in the future."

   "I know mother."

  Since the mother-in-law also said it, Chen Ling naturally agreed.

   His mother-in-law seldom said anything about him.

   This face is still to be given.

   As for the transaction with the Harrier, since the family was very worried, they naturally didn’t talk about it.

  Actually, not only are the Harriers dangerous these days, but the Roadhog is also dangerous.

   When you go out, you really should pay attention.

   Apart from meeting the Harrier, there was nothing special along the way, and the trip back to Fenglei Town was very smooth.

   Back and forth, one day goes by.

When the jeep drove back to Chenwangzhuang, the sky was already dark, the rays of the sun were gradually dissipating, a few sparse stars hung in the pure sky, the bright moon showed its head, the breeze was blowing, it was quiet and natural, autumn evenings were the most comfortable but.

  After returning to the farm, it was rare for the family to get together again. The adults sat together happily and chatted about the world. The little children ran around under the bright moonlight, giggling with joy. It was really fun.

   Knowing that his family is welcoming guests, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming again, a few well-connected families in the village will come to send them here and there.

   This year, Wang Lixian’s family and Chen Yuqiang’s family have a bumper crop of soybeans.

   From Futianli, I have given a lot to Chen Ling’s family. Young soybeans are boiled into edamame to eat, and mold beans and soybeans are also made. Soybean soup, winter melon soup and bitter gourd soup are often used.

   Or he would also fry a plate of fried beans with salt and serve wine to Chen Lingweng and his husband.

   This time each family gave another big bag.

   Gao Xiulan saw that the soybeans were very good and full of grains, so she said to make a pot of tofu.

  Chen Ling loves tofu and all kinds of soy products.

   It's just right, Wang Qingwen's family of three also love to eat.

   This is not to say.

   Gao Xiulan soaked soybeans that night, and made tofu when the beans rise tomorrow.

  The next day is the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15th, so make some tofu or cook vegetables.

  …

   was speechless all night.

   August 15th.

  Early in the morning, before dawn, the backyard of the farmhouse rang loudly.

  The old couple rushed from the village to the farm and started to make tofu.

   Hearing the movement, Chen Ling and his uncle's family also got up and came out to help.

   Grind the beans, pass the slag, return to the pot, boil, marinate, and press into blocks.

   After a busy job, the white and fat tofu came out of the pot.

   Next, take out the large cutting board and use a knife to cut out pieces of tofu neatly.

  The hot bean fragrance from the pot is sandwiched with the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus blown by the morning wind in the mountains.

  The whole family picked up the bowl and watched the tofu that was just out of the pot.

  The hot tofu, white and solid, is fragrant and tender in the mouth, with an indescribable deliciousness.

   The tofu was still a bit hot, and Chen Ling took a breath of heat: "Well, it's delicious, but I prefer to eat it cold. It's a good taste when it's cold. You don't need to dip it in any ingredients, it's very beautiful."

Gao Xiulan glanced at him: "Don't wait here for the tofu to cool, take advantage of the time to eat in the morning, go and deliver two pieces of tofu to the villages. I will make the leftover tofu dregs into tofu flowers. , we can eat when you come back."

"Row."

  Chen Ling nodded, took out a few old white cloths from the kitchen, slipped the bamboo basket out, and filled it with tofu.

  Wang Susu also found a basket: "I'll go with you."

   So the young couple carried two baskets full of tofu and walked to the village, starting from Chen Dazhi's house, going around the village, and finally to Wang Jusheng's house.

  Whenever entering a door, the young couple would say once, "Try the tofu made by our family."

   Especially Wang Susu, who said "our tofu" very loudly.

   The other party was even more happy, either holding a rice bowl, or a bowl, or directly coming out with a pot, talking to their young couple with a happy face, and taking something to put tofu.

   "This tofu is so good, you can open a tofu shop if you are rich."

   "Haha, I can't do it. My mother-in-law made this."

  “…”

   After a large pot of tofu is delivered, only half of it is left in the house.

   But no one was reluctant.

   Instead, all of them were full of smiles. They sat down and served bean curd, or poured some saffron, or sprinkled some sugar, and sat outside the kitchen to eat fragrantly.

   This year's Mid-Autumn Festival has a festive atmosphere from the morning.