My 1995 Small Farm

  At night, the adults and the children played tricks and had a great time.

  It's a pity that the weather is not beautiful.

  It was almost nine o'clock in the evening, and the night sky began to rain.

  The summer rain falls as soon as it is said.

   Everyone has long been used to it.

   Moreover, the wheat has been harvested, the weather is so hot, and when it rains, everyone is happier than the other.

  Adults and children who play outside at night to enjoy the shade, either holding chairs and benches, or hugging a cicada monkey they caught, ran home in the rain yelling.

  It is a joy to have a rain at night on a hot day.

   At least I can sleep well.

   It’s okay even if it’s a little heavy. This year, a writer with a lot of money paid for them to dig a small river in the village. The river is so long around the village. It’s raining heavily, so there’s no need to worry about drainage.

  Besides, in the past two years, there has been a turtle prince town outside the village, and the weather has been smooth, so there will definitely be no more random floods.

  Everyone feels this way in their hearts.

  It rained heavily overnight and stopped in the morning.

  After the sun came out, the moisture after the rain had not dissipated, and the grassy air inside and outside the farm exuded a fresh smell everywhere.

   "It rains at night and stops in the morning, and the sun is still bright during the day. It's hot, so it's comfortable to stay here with you..."

  Zhao Yubao came to deliver some eggs in the morning.

   Said that the hens bought by the two of them laid eggs for the first time, and thought it was very commemorative, so I sent them here for them to taste.

   "It's like this in summer here, but well, there's nothing wrong with it, and it's not bad if it rains at night, it's cool... The sun stops during the day, and it's good for the corn seedlings in the field."

  Chen Ling put the eggs and came out, holding two small pouches sewn with floral fabrics, and stuffed them for Zhao Yubao, which was for them to keep insects in the house.

   "That's also... Speaking of which, after the rain, the water in the small river in front of our door also rose. When I came here, I saw that there were quite a lot of fish, but the water was muddy and I couldn't see them clearly."

   Zhao Yubao said happily.

   Chen Ling also laughed when he heard the words: "This is a good thing, and I can go fishing when I go out from now on."

   "Yeah, there is still a small bridge to be built, a small bridge with flowing water, haha..."

   After a few jokes, he got up and was about to leave and go home for breakfast.

  At this time, Wang Cunye came in from the outside wearing a straw hat: "Ms. Zhao is here. I heard your voice just after entering the house... Why didn't I see Brother Zhong? Aren't you two brothers usually inseparable?"

   "Haha, Lao Zhong, he had eaten early and went to school. It rained heavily last night, and the road was difficult to walk. The teachers couldn't come over, so he went to help teach the students."

   Zhao Yubao felt very funny when he mentioned this.

   Chen Ling, Weng and his son-in-law were a little surprised.

   "Oh, Brother Zhong still teaches people?"

  Chen Ling suddenly remembered that this old man was still a painter, and Du Juan was his student before, and later became his daughter-in-law.

   "Yes, we have all been teachers before, but Lao Zhong is different from me. He worked until he retired, and I quit a long time ago. Being a teacher is so tiring.

  Old Zhong can’t stay idle, he just likes teaching and educating people, so he didn’t enjoy it for long with you, so he couldn’t help but go to the classroom to teach students to draw. "

   "Oh, Brother Zhong is teaching the dolls an art class."

  When Wang Cunye heard that he was teaching painting, he immediately became interested.

   "Art class is fun, I'll take Ruirui to listen to it later."

   This was said to Chen Ling.

Chen Ling is frying the cicada monkey in the kitchen in a big pot on the stove. I don’t like to eat too greasy food in the morning, but the cicada monkey has been left overnight. It’s a hot day, and the taste will change easily if it’s left on. It’s still half-cooked , When you eat it at noon, you can deep-fry it.

  Hearing what the old man said, he said: "Okay, this art class is not a serious class, it's the same as playing."

  Zhao Yubao said: "It's not just an art class. Your Aunt Zhong's family knows opera, and I will give the dolls a music class in two days."

  At this time, there are no serious music and art classes in village primary schools. In some places, one teacher is in charge.

  Physical education is the same, most of them let the students play by themselves.

   It is a good thing to have a few such old people now.

   "Good guy, from now on, when the dolls in the village grow up, they can brag. The primary school teachers are all masters." Chen Ling laughed.

  …

   I had breakfast.

  Wang Cunye took Ruirui to school to join in the fun and attend art class.

  Because the teachers of Chenwangzhuang Primary School are all from other villages, it is easy to delay the class in rainy and snowy weather.

   As for the teachers in this village, there used to be, but unfortunately the old ones are old, and there are no one left.

  In addition, most of the rural areas don't pay much attention to education now. After all, before the compulsory education later, they have to pay tuition fees, which is not a small expense for the family.

  Therefore, there were not a few young people who were promising to study.

   Promising ones, like Wu Nier, will not return to the village to become teachers even after being admitted to university.

  No prospect, the family didn’t expect them to succeed or fail in school, so they dropped out of school early to work to earn money, and they didn’t have the chance to be teachers…

   It became what it is now.

  Chen Ling was weaving a large fishing net with thick and strong ropes in the pavilion in the bamboo forest. Thinking about this matter in his heart, he felt that this problem was still due to ideology.

  Mountain people are especially conservative and closed.

   Of course this is not self-deprecating.

  In fact, think about Ruirui’s generation. After growing up, the education conditions are better, but there are too many college students, and many things may not be as good as imagined.

   "moo~"

  The little white cow walked up to him slowly, arched his arm, and interrupted his thoughts.

   "Hey, why are you picking up things like Hei Wa?"

Chen Ling turned his head and saw that the little white cow was holding a black thing in its mouth, but after a closer look, it was not, "Huh? It's not holding it in its mouth. What's wrong with your jaw? Something stung you." ah..."

   "moo~"

  Little White Niu suddenly felt aggrieved, his **** eyes were tearing from the pain.

   Leaning beside Chen Ling, he tried his best to raise his head so that Chen Ling could see the big swelling on his chin.

  I don't know what stung this big bag, it was black and red, and Chen Ling thought that the little white cow had something in its mouth just now.

   Unexpectedly, the chin and lower lip were swollen.

   "Ouch, let me see, let me see, don't move..."

  Chen Ling hugged its big head and looked at the injury on its chin.

   "Tsk, it's quite serious. Go back and get some medicine first. After taking the medicine, it will stop the pain, and then see what stung you. I will avenge you."

  Seeing how aggrieved it was, Chen Ling touched its head in distress, and took it home to take medicine.

  Wang Susu and Gao Xiulan were weaving mats under the eaves at this time. When they heard that the little white cow had been stung, they hurried over to see what was wrong.

  The little white cow trotted over from behind Chen Ling like a bullied kid, raised his head to let them see the injury on his chin, and mooed softly, looking more aggrieved than before.

   "Oh, Xiaobai was stung by some poisonous insect? How did he get hurt like this? Look at this swollen..."

   "Yeah, it's never been like this before."

   "moo~"

   Seeing the injury on the little white cow's jaw, the couple felt distressed and puzzled.

   Actually, Chen Ling couldn't figure this out.

  Little White Bull has always been gentle and obedient.

  If you treat it as a child in the family, it is also the most sensible and the one that needs the least attention.

  Although in summer, when the weather is hot, the little white cow generally prefers to play with water and often stays by the water.

  Chen Ling's family didn't care about it, and let it play as it wanted.

   "Get the medicine first, give it a good medicine, and then I'll take it outside to have a look."

  Chen Ling thought to himself, this has never happened before, not to mention that the environment around his house is too good to raise some poisonous insects.