Yipin Farmer

Ting Shuang recalled the strange behavior of old man Chu, and suddenly understood everything. No wonder he talked about Beijing movies, and his demeanor and conversation were quite unusual. No wonder he had to sleep alone in the firewood house in the backyard. Putting on the wrapped clothes without asking others to help, no wonder he seldom speaks, unless someone asks him, he has to say that his voice is indeed a bit shrill.

But, since he is a eunuch, why did he do so miserably, serving in a palace full of treasures, ordering oil at will, and getting a sum of money is not a problem, and with his cooking skills, he can make money in any restaurant after he is old. Why doesn't he go?

All kinds of questions converge into one point.

That is, he might be hiding from someone.

"Then who is he hiding from?" Ting Hui also agreed with his guess.

"The matter in the palace is complicated, we don't know about it, and before he died, he said that he was afraid of causing trouble for us, maybe he has some secrets."

As she said that, Ting Shuang looked through old man Chu's belongings, a can of stewed pork soup was already in the kitchen, a small bag with a pair of rotten shoes, a piece of rags, nothing else, and the broken pillow.

Since Mr. Chu is a eunuch, he has no children, so he guessed that he used the broken pillow as a souvenir of the child, but he guessed wrong, so why is he so nervous about the broken pillow?

Ting Shuang took the pillow and turned it left and right, and looked inside and out several times. There was nothing in the pillow except chaff.Ting Shuang and Ting Hui looked at it for a long time, puzzled, and decided to bury all the relics with old man Chu.

I don't know the deceased's name, hometown, or relatives, so I can only go to the slope to cut down a tree, and then ask the village folks who know woodwork to make a few boards, simply put a coffin, and collect it, according to his request Buried next to the Meng family's ancestral grave, no monument was erected, only a mulberry tree was planted, and the posthumous affairs were completed.

Two days later, Ping An excitedly came to Sanhua Village with the bedroll on his back, found Ting Shuang, looked at the opened wasteland, was very excited, but also puzzled, and asked, "Eldest Young Master, oh, no..., Brother, have you read it?" Books, read and write, why not find a restaurant in the county, or become a teacher in a rich family, it is better than being a mud leg in the countryside."

Ting Shuang smiled lightly and said: "No matter how hard farming is, it is my own business. No matter how comfortable it is to be a teacher, it is also a part-time job for others. I am not interested. Finding a library to teach students or setting up a stall to write letters for others will eventually lead to no future. Can't see a way out."

"But is there a way to open up wasteland? What if the harvest is not good?"

"Ping An, when you have nowhere to go, you have to choose a relatively feasible path."

"What do you mean?"

"For example, my family was defeated, and our brothers have no fame, skills, or capital. It is impossible to be an official, nor to do business, nor can we do it. We have no money to buy land and houses. Several roads will not work. ,what can we do about it?"

Ping An recalled it, and said: "Then take a relatively feasible path. Open up wasteland."

"That's right. That Robinson...cough... there is a man named Lu who is alone and has nothing. He survived by opening up wasteland and farming. God can't starve hardworking people. The existing wasteland is there. We He also shouted that he had nowhere to go, so he shouldn’t have done it.”

"But this place is really not very good. Whenever it rains, the water from the heights will flow down."

Ting Shuang laughed: "If this land was good, someone in the village would have opened it, so it's our turn. If the land is not good, we can try to avoid the bad side. For example, this wasteland is low-lying and easy to be flooded. We Just plant crops that are not afraid of flooding, build weirs, build ridges and dig ditches, and find ways to drain excess water, and that’s it.”

Ping An stretched his neck to observe, and said: "But [-]% of this land is puddles, and even rice is not easy to grow."

"Then grow lotus root and water chestnut, and you can also raise ducks and geese. After three years of work, you can make money."

"I knew that big brother could do it." Ping An became happy.

"Let's work hard, and life will get better." Ting Shuang encouraged him, and asked him and Ting Hui to repair the ridges and pull weeds in the field, because before raising fish, the rice field ridges must be heightened and reinforced in advance, and fish pits must be dug to set up fish. Fence, there is a lot of work to do.

I went to the city to sell chickens, and I asked Uncle Zhou, who was a carpenter in the city, to take a taxi. Although the wood was not the best material, it was very strong.

Ting Shuang pulled the car back, feeling flirtatious.

Look, we now have houses, land and cars, but we have no money, but we will have it in the future.

When it was time to calculate the installment payment, Ting Shuang decided to take the initiative to go to the neighboring village to pay the cow's money for this month.

Ting Hui didn't take it seriously: "If you wait for him to come and give it to him again, you will be hit, and you should go there yourself, really."

Ting Shuang said with a smile: "Since you have to give it to someone sooner or later, why wait for someone to come over and ask for it? It's better to be generous and honest, so we can cooperate in the future."

He had seen a lot of chickens and ducks in the cattle seller, and planned to cooperate for a long time.

The neighboring village is Tongbai Village. The cattle seller's family is considered rich in the village. His surname is Ji. He was thinking of going to Sanhua Village to ask for cattle money, but Ting Shuang didn't want Ting Shuang to send it on his own initiative. Those who don't pay back.So he warmly greeted him into the house for tea.

Ting Shuang was about to enter the room, but saw a dog in the room glaring at him fiercely, and drew back his feet in fright.

Old man Ji led him into the house, chased the dog away, and said, "I just gave birth to a cub two months ago, so it's fierce, but it's usually very gentle."

Ting Shuang slipped into the house through the wall and explained why he came here. If he wanted to buy his chickens, they had to be from that year. He didn't want old chickens that were eliminated, but he wanted chickens from other people in the village.

Old man Ji took a puff of his cigarette and said, "Brother, if you want to raise chickens, it's best not to raise too many chickens at once. If there is a chicken plague and dies, it will be a large area."

Ting Shuang was very grateful for his kind reminder, and only said that it didn't matter. He had calculated beforehand that Huiyuan Building needed [-] roast chickens every day, and that would be [-] chickens a month. , the farmer was reluctant to sell the roosters, and the roosters were too costly to raise. He had already bought all the chickens in the village, and there were only about [-] chickens, which was not enough.So I went to neighboring villages to find sources of goods, so I bought chicken cubs for ten renminbi and three-month-old chicks for [-] renminbi.

Seeing that he bought a lot, old man Ji decided to use his family's shelf car to help him send it home.

Before leaving, he gave him two puppies and said, "If you raise so many chickens, maybe there will be yellow skins to harm them. Raising a dog can help you protect the chickens."

Ting Shuang saw that the two puppies were really small, probably because the old man saw that the bitch gave birth to too many puppies, and he didn't want to keep them, so he gave them to him, but the dog didn't seem to be weaned yet, so why take it home and feed it? ?

Old man Ji immediately said: "This is a wooden problem. My family has a ewe that only gave birth to a lamb, but the lamb died last month. I can sell it to you at a cheaper price."

Ting Shuang's hair was black, and the old man was no wonder he knew how to do business. He gave him two dogs, and tied him with a ewe that couldn't lamb in a short time.However, this ewe is in the lactation period, and the milk it produces can nourish the body of the fourth child. No matter how much it is fed, this kid is not fat. If he drinks milk every day, he will definitely feel better.

As for the puppies, raising them now can cultivate feelings, and they will be more tame in the future.

So Ting Shuang packed the puppy in a bag, pulled a cart full of chickens, and took a sheep home. As for the money for the sheep, she still paid in installments.

When I got home, I put the chickens I bought back in the yard first, and then the yard ignited the flames of war. The original chickens at home, as well as the chickens collected in the village two days ago, plus the chickens from the neighboring village , they were not a family at first, but they were very out of gregarious together, and soon divided into several camps to fight.

Especially those roosters fighting each other, stretching their necks and spreading their wings, as if they were determined to defeat each other. The little hens also flew around and screamed, and those with flying skills flew outside the courtyard to avoid the flames of war. For a while, chickens and dogs jumped in the yard, and chicken feathers were scattered all over the ground.

Xiao Shuan from Li Dazhu's family and Goudan from Ma Yaozi's family watched with a group of children, screaming and screaming excitedly, making more noise than chickens.

Ting Shuang scolded them: "Boys, hurry up and separate them, just watch the fun, and I won't buy you candy in the future."

This threat was quite effective, and the little boys hurriedly took either a bullwhip or a bamboo pole to help separate the chickens.

The chicken that the family had previously raised was brought from Li Changfu's house. It was considered the elder of the family. The leader was a beautiful flower rooster, who led a row of small hens around all day long. Ting Shuang named it "Lu Xiaofeng" ".This guy is especially aggressive. When he sees other roosters, he flaps his wings and leaps high, and then collides passionately, staring at his small round eyes and scratching and scratching. Ting Shuang chases and beats it with a stick, cursing: "I know Bully, what else would you do besides fighting? I raised you for nothing, you are not worthy of the name Xiaofeng, I will call you Lu Xiaoji from now on."

"It was originally a chicken, but you named him Xiaofeng." The little skin children laughed straight away, helping to divide the aggressive rooster into the chicken coop, and teasing the two puppies in his arms. They are all white, one has black spots and the other has yellow spots, very cute.

"Brother, what do you feed your dog? Does it eat meat?"

Ting Shuang touched the puppy in his arms, and said, "You can feed it with the extra chicken offal that comes from the house every day if you can't finish it, and then feed it corn buns and so on, so that they can be weaned early."

"Then what do you name them?"

Ting Shuang squeezed the dog's ears, then pulled the tail, and said, "They must be tough when they grow up. This one is called Ximen Chuuxue, and the other is called Ye Gucheng."

The children felt bad: "There is no one who names a dog with four characters, it's not good to bark."

"Oh, that's right." Ting Shuang scratched her head, "Then the one with the black dots is called Xixi, and the one with the yellow dots is called Chengcheng. From now on, I will definitely beat the whole village invincible."

The children couldn't figure it out: "Why are they named Xixi and Chengcheng, so that they can be invincible all over the village in the future? The macular king of the Zhang family of Shenjian is really powerful. Let alone dogs now, even Wolves don't dare to mess with it."

"My Xixi and Chengcheng will be stronger than the macular king in the future. Be good..." Ting Shuang kissed each one, made a small nest and put them in.