My 1995 Small Farm

  It rained a little last night.

  In the orchard outside the farm, there are fallen leaves.

  Chen Ling walked to the easternmost pear orchard, picked some pears with yellow skin, and was going to take them to the county town to make some rock sugar pears for Wang Susu and the others.

  Autumn is getting deeper, you have to pay attention to nourishing the lungs.

He returned to the county seat yesterday afternoon. It is said that he had been on the road overnight. The normal speed is not so slow. The main reason is that he passed some county towns and small towns on the road. He went around to buy some roast chicken and cooked beef and brought them back home. There was a delay.

  The roast chicken and beef in many counties and small towns are no worse than those in the city.

  Some places also have unique delicacy.

  For example, Kuliu County, a small county north of Lingyun, although there is no roast chicken and beef there, every family smokes rabbit meat at the end of the year.

   There are wild rabbits and domestic meat rabbits.

   It is quite famous locally.

   It's just that the place is remote and the road is far away, and it can only be sold when the new year is approaching.

   "Baa~"

  The flock of sheep walked and stopped in the orchard, lowering their heads to eat some fallen leaves.

  The little green horse was behind the flock of sheep, holding a fallen pear in its mouth, and crunching its big head.

  The three cattle saw that the horses and sheep were outside, and couldn't bear the loneliness, so they lowed and mooed in the stable.

  Chen Ling walked over with half a basket of pears, opened the ring door, and let them come out and move freely.

   Then put the pears back and take out the net.

   Wait for the sun to come out later, catch some small fish and shrimps, go back and put them in the fish tank, and feed the fish and turtles.

   Leaning the net in the pavilion, he and his father-in-law went to the mountain to collect eggs.

  Early in the morning, there are dogs on the mountain.

  Five chubby puppies followed the big dog, scurrying in the grass and bushes.

  Sometimes they hold a stone, and sometime they hold a small piece of dry branch. It’s like picking up a treasure. You fight over each other, wagging your little tail, running around, avoiding the pursuit of each other.

  My father-in-law likes puppies very much, and he is happy to see them.

  Usual work is very fast. Since Chen Ling released these puppies before he left, they can run around and play. The old man is not active in herding cattle anymore.

   Now I don’t go to Laohewan to lead cows every day.

   Nailed the prongs into the small river ditch in the back mountain, let the cows graze by the river, and took the puppies up and down the mountain by themselves.

   Zhao Yubao and the two called him to play chess, but he ignored them.

   It was the same when picking eggs at this moment. Chen Ling picked up more than half of the eggs. Before he picked up many, he took out a handful of peanuts from his pocket, peeled them, and started to feed the puppy.

  Peanuts are a good thing, and ordinary people are reluctant to waste them like this.

   In the countryside, this used to be a favorite snack for the children at home.

  They also have traditional ones here.

  Who's kid lost weight, and he ate a handful of raw peanuts before going to bed. Peanuts are oily, and after eating for a month, he gained weight.

  Eating a stomach full of oil before going to bed will make you fat.

  So is this puppy.

  The old people think that if they want them to grow stronger, besides feeding eggs, they should feed them peanuts.

  Some of the puppies are sick, and some of them are lying on the ground without eating.

  Many of them were saved by raw eggs.

  My father-in-law feels that his own eggs are more precious, so he is reluctant to feed the dog.

   Then feed peanuts.

  Feeding peanuts to puppies, I don’t know if they can gain weight like little children.

   But there is a little...

   The puppy eats peanuts and has a good stomach. When it is cloudy and rainy, it does not suffer from enteritis.

These puppies have a very mixed appetite. They have been watched by people since they were young. They were raised by Chen Ling and fed goat milk. They like to play with people, like to stick to people, and they are also very curious. What to eat.

The old man peeled the peanut shells and scattered the peanut kernels far away. They were like chubby little lions, turning around and running in the direction where the peanuts fell, and then they were like little pigs, arching When it hit the ground, it grabbed the peanuts and ate them.

  The teeth are very good, crunchy and chewy.

  The old man watched them scramble with a smile, and while peeling peanuts, he said: "The old pig who came down the mountain earlier is quite powerful, as you said, he really knows how to protect the herd.

  In the middle of the night that day, a stray old wolf came to the village. It was estimated that he was seriously injured in the mountains, and he came down with injuries when he went down the mountain.

  The old wolf was wounded and could not eat in the mountains. He was so hungry that he went down the mountain to steal pigs.

  In the middle of the night, people slept like hell, and the dogs on the threshing field at the entrance of the village in the west didn't do anything and didn't bark.

  The old wolf went to the pigsty, no one paid attention, and almost let the pig be stolen.

  Hey, at this moment, that old pig jumped out from nowhere, howling, and started fighting with that old wolf.

  The family in Lishan was woken up, and they came out to see, good guy, this old pig picked the wolf's belly to pieces, and there was such a big puddle of blood in the pigsty that the intestines came out. "

   "Hey, so this old pig has done a good job, Li Shan has to reward him now."

   Chen Ling smiled in surprise when he heard this.

  Mountain people are sometimes very superstitious, and they pay attention to this.

  " Li Shan has the heart, no matter how smart and cunning the old pig is, he can't think of this, and he can't understand people's words.

  After Lishan realized that the pig was protecting the herd, he chased it and told it not to run away. Afterwards, he often came to rest at home, but the more he said, the faster the pig ran.

   Didn't show up for two days. "

  Chen Ling laughed: "It's not a bad thing to be timid, you can live long.

   I just didn’t expect that wolves would go down the mountain at this time of the year. I thought there would be a lot of wild animals this year, and the wolves would go to the deep mountains and old forests. "

   "Hey, old wolf, who knows that he was driven out, or he was a lone wolf before, and he has nothing to eat when he is old."

  Wang Cunye muttered: "This man has a hard time when he gets old, and wild things are the same. There are times when they are in trouble."

  Weng and his son-in-law were talking, and slowly picked up the eggs and the duck eggs.

  Goose lays less eggs than chickens and ducks.

  The family did not make a special nest for them.

   Just let the dog go and look for it every two days.

   Goose raising is for housekeeping and home care, and for eating meat at the end of the year. Goose eggs don’t matter.

  The geese eat grass, and the eggs have no oil and water, and it is not delicious to eat.

   After breakfast, Chen Ling was going back to the village to beat a dozen dates in the yard.

   At this time, the jujubes are not yet red, but they have also been dyed red by autumn, and they taste crunchy and sweet.

   It can also be steamed and eaten, soaked in wine and jujube, the taste is very good.

  But as soon as I walked to the village, before I took the key to open the door, the postman who delivered the letters delivered a few letters.

   Said that it was going to be sent to Zhuangzi outside the village, and I just saw him here, so I gave it to him directly.

   Then he turned his head to deliver a letter to Chen Ling's opposite door, Wang Laochou's house.

  After Wang Chunyuan moved back, there were still a lot of correspondence every month, and many people in the village were guessing in private.

  Chen Ling never paid attention to these things, but liked to gossip at the table when a group of people were drinking.

   At this time, I didn't look over there, and opened the door with the letter and entered the house.

   After entering the house, I moved a chair and sat in the yard, basking in the slightly harsh but not hot autumn sun, opened the envelopes, and read each one.

  After reading it, he rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

"what's the situation?!"

   "Of the five letters, three of them want to move to the village. Do my pen friends still know each other?"

  Chen Ling thought about it, he was looking for people from all over the world at random.

  Magazines, newspapers and novels, many of which are the address of the publishing house, and later transferred to pen pals, that is, people from all walks of life have them.     There are more than half of them, and he doesn't know their identities.

   It means whoever writes back to himself will make friends with them.

   "Hmm... Maybe they really know each other. Both of them said that they were attracted by reading Uncle Zhao's articles, and the other one read the news first, and read the articles later.

   If you can pay attention to articles, maybe you are also a writer. "

  Chen Ling secretly guessed.

   Then scratched his head: "If so many writers move to live in the village, will we become a writer's village?"

   "It's not impossible, anyway, it sounds better than the retirement village."

   In the past, two old men, Zhao Yubao, were beckoning friends. He thought that the land on the **** at the back was going to be a nursing home.

  Now his three pen pals are obviously much younger.

   "Come on, come on, come to some newcomers every once in a while, it's been quiet for a long time, and it's time to have some fun."

  These people all said that they came after August 15th, that they were coming in time for the autumn harvest, to experience the feeling of harvesting the crops in Zhao Yubao’s article.

  Chen Ling thought it was funny, so he put down the letter and pressed it under the book.

   Look again at the remaining two letters.

  There are two letters left, nothing special.

   One was a reminder, the pen pal who suggested he submit to the National Livestock Magazine urged him to get it done and not to be lazy.

   There is another letter from Professor Feng Yi, with photos taken.

   Mainly the fish he raises at home.

   Of course there are also some birds and songbirds, and cats.

  According to him, turtles and cats are indispensable in fish farming homes.

  Some fish eat each other, but they don't eat dead fish, or they eat slowly.

  If there are dead fish in the tank, feed them to turtles or cats.

  Clean and hygienic, not an eyesore.

  Of course, if you want to raise a turtle, the turtle must not be too small, otherwise you won’t be able to finish the fish, and it will also smell fishy.

  Seeing Feng Yi's letter, Chen Ling also felt itchy, stuffed the letter into the gap between the books, got up and took the bamboo pole: "Hurry up and beat the dates, and go back to Zhuangzi later to feed the fish and turtles."

  Pick up the bamboo pole, walk to the jujube tree, and hit it crackling.

  Red, half-red jujubes suddenly fell like rain, falling all over the ground.

   There were also branches and leaves that were broken by Chen Ling and fell off.

  He doesn't care if he hurts the tree or not.

  Jujube trees need to be tapped frequently in order to produce more dates all year round.

   Besides, his house has good water and soil fertility, so he is not afraid of this at all.

   After one crop is finished, there are still two crops.

   After beating the dates, Chen Ling picked them up, and the urea bag was half full.

  He simply cleaned up the house and went back to the farm with the bag in hand.

   Thinking in my heart, I will enjoy eating green dates in the future, let them dry in the sun, and steam some jujube cakes with red dates this year.

  Ruirui and Zhenzhen can also take it as a snack.

  This is much better than the moon cakes and sugar cakes that are available in every family.

  …

  The sun is getting higher.

  The sky is clear, under the autumn sun, the forest is dappled with sunlight, insects and birds are singing, and fish and shrimp are playing in the clear water.

  Chen Ling took a fishing net, quietly approached the canal, and took a lap against the current.

   It was pulled out of the water with a splash, and there were a lot of small fish and shrimps bouncing around at the bottom of the net.

  He tapped into the bucket.

  The fish and shrimp fell into the bucket with crackling.

When Chen Ling saw that this net went down and the harvest was good, he squatted down contentedly, put his hand into the bucket, and picked out some of the better-colored fish in it: "Hey, the hair color of this peach blossom fish is so beautiful... How about going Put a few in the tank."

   After the summer, peach blossom fish in the wild have less hair color.

  But near the farm, the water is good, the nutrition is sufficient, and many hair colors are particularly beautiful.

  Chen Ling couldn't help but want to take it home.

  Although the fish was more ferocious, Chen Ling figured it out after receiving Feng Yi's letter.

  There is no loss in fish farming.

   What's more, he is surrounded by mountains and rivers, so if the fish in the tank are eaten less, he can catch them again.

  So the two pink and lavender peach blossom fish were left behind.

   "Hey, what kind of fish is this? Damn, Huang Lading, such a small seedling."

  Chen Ling fished out two strange little fish and took a look. They were black and yellow, and they almost didn't recognize them.

  Because the big yellow spicy diced is like a catfish, with a flat lower body, close to the ground, a big mouth, and a catfish-like beard.

   is easier to recognize.

  And the big fish not only can quack, but also have thorns on their bodies, which are very difficult to handle.

  In comparison, Xiaoyu Miaozi is hard to recognize.

   "I didn't expect this little yellow spicy diced seedling to look pretty good."

  Chen Ling has never caught this kind of small fish before, not to say that he has never caught it, but he has never seen such a small fish.

  It is too small.

  It is small, but the color is not grass gray or grass blue like most small fry.

  Black and yellow, with a small beard and blue eyes.

  Small things really look good.

   "Well, is it too small and put it in the tank, will it be eaten? Forget it, let me see if there are any. If there are, I will catch more and put them in the tank, so that more people will survive."

  Actually, he knew that Huang Lading would drill into the crevices of rocks.

  There are so many rocks in his aquarium, even if some are eaten, some of them will survive.

   Then go down to the net to fish.

   Sure enough, there are still many little yellow peppers hiding in the bottom of the water under the aquatic plants.

   During the day, this thing hides deeply, and I don't like to come out very much.

   "Hey, this is a spiny loach, haha, this one can also go into the tank."

  The spiny loach crawls around in the water, curls up and wraps around the stones and aquatic plants at the bottom of the river like a snake, and has a spine with thorns on its body.

   You can see its activities at a glance in the waterscape tank, which is still very handsome.

   "A small rice field eel... I don't want to keep the rice field eel. I will put two red eels in the future. It's not good if the tank is too messy."

   "Crayfish, such a small amount of crayfish is also very beautiful, you can put a few on it."

   "Little pouty mouth, forget about this thing."

   "Little Huotou Miao, let's forget about this. When Huotou grows up, it's delicious to make sauerkraut fish, but I really don't like this python pattern. Let's see if you meet other snakeheads in the future."

  Chen Ling happily selected.

  He also did a lot of homework on the lynx, knowing that there are still many beautiful fish in the snakehead family.

  Seeing that there are more and more small fish and shrimps in the bucket, and the bucket is almost half black, he is ready to go back to feed the fish.

  At this time, he caught fish and reached the small river ditch in the back mountain. He just got up, and was stunned again: "What a big crab."