My 1995 Small Farm

  The two old men like to sit and chat with Wang Cunye very much.

  I feel that Chen Ling, the old man, is not only good-tempered, but also good at telling stories.

   He can often use the simplest and most plain language to tell very moving stories, and a sentence pops out suddenly, which is both literary and philosophical, which is very appreciated by Zhao Yubao.

   Sometimes it even drives the old man crazy with envy.

  I often feel that this is the so-called simplicity of the road, returning to the basics?

  That's why I often pester Wang Cunye to let him tell those bizarre stories.

  Wang Cunye has been back to Fenglei Town for so many days.

  They kind of miss it.

   often talk about herding sheep with him.

   "What kind of eyes do you have?"

Seeing Chen Ling's expressionless expression and unwillingness to speak, Zhao Yubao snorted: "You boy, don't you know what the village says about you now? People say you are a village bully, and even say that you are like a wolf in the mountains. mustn't..."

   "Uncle Zhao, listen to their nonsense."

  Chen Ling also heard his mother-in-law talk about this in the morning, "But the village bully is the village bully, I don't recognize the wolf guy, the wolf guy here is not only to scare the little ones, but also very educational.

  This juncture is brought out to say that what the old man did was not authentic, and he did not set a good example for the younger generations.

  What does it have to do with people saying that I am a village tyrant? "

   "Ouch, is there another story here? Tell me, tell me!"

   When Zhao Yubao and Zhao Yubao heard this, they regained their energy and hurriedly urged Chen Ling to tell the story of Lang Bazi.

   "There's nothing to tell. It's just a folktale. It's in the magazine I ordered a while ago. I'll just show it to you."

  Chen Ling was too lazy to talk about this. It was broad daylight and there was no atmosphere, so he directly found the magazine from the house and let the two old men read it.

  There are "wolves, cats and monkeys" on it, which are all mountain spirits and ghosts.

  There are also jingles in the local area, 'Pull the thorns, pull the thorns, pull them into the mountains to feed the wolves. '

   are also written on it.

  The wattle is a mat made of wattle, which can be used to build a house if it is large, and can be dragged on the ground if it is small.

   It’s about a former local daughter-in-law who disliked her parents for being old, and wasted food if she didn’t work.

  He encouraged her husband to trick the two old people into worshiping temples in the mountains to pray for blessings and prolong their lives. In fact, they dragged them into the mountains with thorns and fed them to the wolf.

  As a result, when their son found out, he didn't cry or make trouble, but just dragged the brambles to play after school every day.

   Curious, the couple taught him that if you don’t read the Four Books and Five Classics, what’s the fun in dragging the thorns every day.

  Son: I don’t know how to weave brambles when I’m young. After school when I have nothing to do, I practice pulling brambles. When you are two years old, you can also use brambles to pull them into the mountains.

  The couple blushed when they heard this, and hurriedly retrieved their in-laws, and apologized respectfully and respectfully, so filial.

   There is also a saying, ‘My son made Jingba and his father increased his life, it is really the daughter-in-law who wants to harm someone, don’t say that the old cat sleeps in the room, it is passed on from generation to generation...’

   "Hey, that's a good story."

  Zhao Yubao and Zhao Yubao praised each other, holding the magazine and flipping through it, unable to put it down: "There is no shortage of good stories in folk tales, they are simply treasures."

  Old man Zhong pointed to the end of a page and said, "Hey, there is also a wolf's explanation here."

  Lang Bazi, one kind refers to the ghosts and goblins in the mountains. The old wolf becomes a spirit and can stand and walk like a human. When the villagers enjoy the shade in the courtyard in summer night, Lang Bazi goes down the mountain and drags people away.

  The other one is that there is a small wolf in the wolf pack, much smaller than the wolf, smart and intelligent, and extremely human.

  If you sneak into the flock of sheep on the hillside and eat the sheep, and the sheepherder finds out, you can beat them with a whip.

   Every time a whip is hit, the teeth will be bared.

  Fell on the ground without dodging.

   It won't slip away until the shepherd stops fighting.

   I heard that this is because the wolf understands human nature and knows that he will never fight back when he has done something wrong, so he has this strange behavior.

   But it is a wolf after all.

  Wolf Bazi is fiercer and smarter than ordinary wolves. Although he is small in size, he is more harmful than ordinary wolves.

   Even holding grudges can last a lifetime.

  The revenge of the parents, find the children to avenge.

   "This thing is quite interesting."

   "Yes, in fact, Lang Bazi has legend and drama elements. The real scary thing is the cat monkey. My fourth grandfather said that the cat monkey carried people in the middle of the night. It happened before."

   "Oh, this sounds scary. I'll check if it's in the book."

  They were reading magazines upstairs, but Ruirui soon got bored and climbed down the stairs by herself.

   The little thing has short legs and can't go downstairs at all.

   On the other hand, he got up really fast, going up and down the stairs.

  But when Heiwa Xiaojin saw him going downstairs, he followed him closely, supporting him one after the other. It was like this every day, so there was nothing to worry about.

  The women downstairs became interested in grass beads at this time, chatting chirpingly, and threading the curtains with needles and threads.

  Ruirui helped Hei Wa stand up when she saw it, patted her little hands and ran to Wang Susu's side, pouted her buttocks in front of the pot of grass beads, and blinked her **** eyes to watch them work.

   Not long after, Zhao Dahai came back from a quick trot, carrying several fluffy crakes in his vest. They were all black and very pretty, and asked Wang Qingwen to find something for him to wear.

  The brat's eyes lit up immediately, and he rushed upstairs to shout: "Dad, little one, little one~"

  He couldn't say the word 'chicken', but he split the chicken into two words in a childlike voice.

   Chen Ling didn't know what he was yelling at first.

   Fortunately, Zhao Dahai followed suit and yelled: "Dad, Uncle Zhong, come down with Fugui, the crakes outside have hatched, and a lot of them are running around in the grass, so they are easy to catch."

  Ruirui jumped up and down in a hurry, screaming 'chicken, chick' non-stop.

  I want Chen Ling to take him out to catch him.

  At this time, the chicks, ducks and geese are all grown up, and there are very few birds that have broods.

   It's hard to see such cute gadgets anymore.

  The brat is in a hurry to catch him.

  Seeing that his son was anxious and wanted to go upstairs again, Chen Ling turned around, rushed down and said, "Okay, okay, don't shout, it won't work, Dad and the two grandpas will come down now."

  So a group of people put on the cage and went out to catch the crakes.

  Actually, not only crakes are out of their shells this season, but also various waterfowl such as wild ducks and reed warblers are out of their shells.

   But Chen Ling's house still has a lot of crakes.

  Go out and have a look, good guy, in the tall grass, crakes covered in black are running rampant everywhere.

   They have big claws, thick mouths...

   all got separated from the hen crake.

  At first glance, compared to the little chicken, it looks a little weird.

  But after watching it for a long time, it will be more pleasing to the eye, and it will become cute.

Seeing Chen Ling and the others come out, Zhao Gang pointed to the dogs running around in the orchard and said, "Erhei catches the most. This dog catches crakes without hurting the chickens. It's a pity that he doesn't know me well. refused to give it to me."

   Shanmao laughed next to him: "Haha, yes, it's all for me and the sea.

  Fugui, can this crake be caught? "

   "If you can catch it, just catch two less and keep them for fun. If you don't want to feed them, just let them go."

  Chen Ling knew that there were so many crakes around him, and they were hatching one after another. They didn't specifically harm them, they just grabbed them and played with them, which didn't hinder them at all.

   "Don't underestimate this thing. It has more food than a chicken. If you catch insects and fish, you have to feed it several times a day. You eat more and pull more. It tastes great when you keep it at home."

  He used to raise and play with it.

   This was told to Zhao Dahai and the two old men.

  It's dirty and smelly, not as good as raising chickens and ducklings.

   Unexpectedly, the stinky boy who was following him couldn't wait any longer, frowning and shaking his arm anxiously: "Dad, Dad~"

   "Okay, catch, catch, catch."

  Chen Ling had no choice but to not let Erhei and his group of puppies do anything, and took out a net bag for catching chickens.

   One end is a bamboo pole and the other end is a net bag.

  He took his son and blasted into the grass.

  These crakes have similar habits to chicks and ducklings.

  When encountering chasing, instead of fleeing in all directions, the whole group will follow wherever one runs.

  So as soon as Chen Ling rushed, he saw a group of black crakes running out of the grass, so with quick eyesight and quick hands, he threw a chicken net and directly covered the large group with a net bag.

   Only a few three or four ran away.

  Compared to the dull and clumsy domestic chickens and ducklings, these crakes are extremely fast.

   Chen Ling's skills are already very good.

  Rui Rui shouted excitedly: "Little One, Little One~"

   Then ran over and reached out to lift the chicken net.

   As soon as it was opened, hula la, all the crakes ran away.

   "You brat, what's the hurry!"

   Seeing this, Chen Ling threw the chicken net, and Zhao Dahai and the others chased and intercepted the crake that ran into the grass.

   "Hahaha, why do I feel that it is more enjoyable to grab it by myself?"

   Zhao Dahai and Shanmao shouted excitedly after they blocked two of them.

   Catch with a chicken net, which is better than catching it by yourself.

  Even Erhei and his gang of puppies are not allowed to help.

   The two old men, Zhao Yubao, are not very interested in this.

  Just holding half a pencil between ears, writing and drawing in a small notebook.

   Above is what Chen Ling told him about 'crake and Guan Jujiu', what the old man told him about 'the legend of people participating in platycodon' and so on.

  And today's "bead curtain of grass beads", and the fish of Chen Ling's family, "little fish that can glow".

  Old man Zhong thought the scene of them catching crakes with their dolls was interesting, so he simply sketched them on the ground with branches.

   It looks like he is going to go back and draw it.

  A group of adults took the dolls and caught the crakes for a while, and then put them all in bamboo cages for Ruirui.

  Let him play.

  After the excitement, Zhao Gang took Shanmao and Zhao Dahai to go fishing. He knew that Shanmao was very interested in him after he opened the dog factory, and he quickly became familiar with him.

  Zhao Yubao and the two also went home with mats on their shoulders.

  I only say that the countryside is not only fun, but also broadens the old rigid thinking, and many interesting ideas come one after another.

   Even after catching crakes, I couldn’t even care less about playing. After leaving the two old ladies behind, I couldn’t wait to go back to create.

  Chen Ling watched his son tease the crakes in the cage, while sitting by the stone pavilion and feeding the pigeons.

   Xin said that there are not many things going on recently, and the fishing net has been woven, and I will find a chance to explore the strange fish in the depths of the reservoir at night.

   While thinking about how to deal with that old enemy.

   Unexpectedly, an unexpected guest came.

   It turned out that Wang Laishun came to him.

  He also thought that after making such a fuss, the old man reckoned that his relationship with him would also froze, and he would not see each other for a long time.

  Even if there is something wrong, I must ask someone else to come forward and call him at home.

  This is the case in general villages. When there is a conflict, there must be a middleman to negotiate and coordinate. This is not surprising.

   Unexpectedly, it has only been a few days, and they came to the door directly.

   (Push book: 1994 Dashan Makes a Living)