My 1995 Small Farm Chapter 200

Chapter 200 Shameless

"Bomb~Cotton~"

The sun was gradually sloping westward, and under the dim red sunlight, a long-lasting shout echoed in the village.

Chen Ling drove the ox cart and drove down the dam slowly and leisurely. After entering the village, he saw an old man and a young man, wearing dark gray cotton coats, one after the other, carrying a large wooden bow, carrying a burden, walking while walking. Shout out.

These are two cotton-playing craftsmen, who go from village to village to play cotton.

They entered the village, and they were stopped by the village women before they went far.

"Is that the old gunsmith Du from the Pigeon Camp?"

"It's me."

"Why is your old man's hair so white, I almost dare not recognize it."

"Haha, what else can I do, I'm worried."

"How much money do you make every year from playing bullets? What worries do you have?"

"Hey, my age is not good, I can't make money, and when the baby is older, no one can tell me about my wife, can you not worry about it?"

"Look at what you said, there is a family in our village, but they are all waiting for Lao Du to come, and other gunsmiths will not play for him. This year, you can earn enough bullets, and you will find them later. Isn't it easy to be a daughter-in-law?"

"Haha, if only it were that simple."

Chatting on the lips, Liang Guizhen, who was closest to home, led the two gardeners to the house.

It takes time to bounce cotton.

The old batter with skilled craftsmanship will not pop more than ten pounds of cotton in a day.

Such a job cannot be rushed, and no one is competing for it.

After playing at home, playing at home, one by one.

It is the slack season, people have nothing to do and can afford to wait.

"Yo, rich and noble, Susu, are you back?"

As soon as the cotton bomber left, Chen Ling swayed over with an ox cart.

When these old ladies saw that their young couple came back, they laughed and gathered around, joking around for a while.

"Really, has your brother-in-law been beaten?"

"Definitely not. My father and my mother are very kind to my brother-in-law. My mother even boiled brown sugar egg tea for him, and boiled six eggs at once."

"Hey, okay, rich and noble, this mother-in-law is really not bad."

accompanied Wang Susu to her parents' house for a few days, and when she returned to the village, the villagers seemed to be affectionate.

"By the way, the couple opposite you are back. They just cleared out the miscellaneous items two days ago, built a shack at home, and will soon find someone to turn over the house."

"I also heard from Brother Guoping that Chunyuan planned to open a pharmacy at home, and went to say hello to him the night before yesterday."

Wang Lishan's mother-in-law whispered in front of their ox cart.

When they got home, Wang Chunyuan and Qin Dongmei did come back. The front door, courtyard wall, and main room of their house all collapsed in the flood. Only an open space was cleared in the center of the courtyard and a firewood shed was built. With a curtain hanging, there is a simple stove outside.

Hearing the movement outside, Wang Chunyuan came out to take a look. Seeing that it was Chen Ling and his wife, he took the lead to talk to them with a smile on his face.

This is a young man of less than thirty years old. Although he is not tall, he looks good.

Thick and long eyebrows, dark and thick, a face with a Chinese character, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a very atmospheric appearance.

Wearing leather shoes and combing parted hair.

At first glance, he doesn't look like a man in the village,

Indeed, when this man was in the township health center, he was very attractive to women.

Mouth is good too.

When the big girl and the little daughter-in-law saw him, it was like a wild dog seeing fresh hot shit, and she always wanted to rub up.

Therefore, the women's relationship is very good. After two years in the township health center, she became one with the big girls and the little daughters-in-law of Shiliba Village.

However, his character is not good, even if he has a flowery mouth, he always likes to be a widow at night.

The big girl doesn't stick to a single one.

It is said that the little one raised is also a petite little widow.

Hobbies are unique.

When Chen Ling was not married, he heard a lot from the villagers.

When I saw him coming out to say hello, I had to answer with a slight smile.

When Wang Susu unlocked the iron lock on the fence gate, Chen Ling was about to drive the ox cart home, but he didn't expect this person to come over.

"Fugui, you have done a good job this year. The house is built so well, it can be counted as the stubble of our village."

Horizontal stubble is their local dialect, which is similar to the meaning of arrogance in later generations.

But in this year, the meaning is mostly used to indicate who is rich.

belongs to the meaning of boasting.

Chen Ling looked at Wang Chunyuan, who was smiling and smiling, and didn't know what to say for a while.

just a few words of courtesy.

I didn't expect this kind of politeness, but this person actually followed the words: "I plan to renovate the house on the 21st of this month. If you have spare time, can you come and help me?"

"The 21st of this month? That's a bit unfortunate..."

Chen Ling didn't expect him to say this, scratched his cheek, wondering: "I just happen to be building a village in the field, and the engineering team has already found it, and the construction will start in a few days."

"what?"

Wang Chunyuan's smile froze, "I heard that you and Erzhu exchanged land, are you going to build a village on his side?"

"yes."

Chen Ling nodded.

"Is that place ok? The old people say that tossing there offends the ancestors."

Wang Chunyuan frowned: "The old graves there are buried by the ancestors of our old Wang family and old Chen family. Erzhu Tada just didn't listen to the persuasion to build a lime factory there, and in the end, he paid for it all."

"Oh, you said this, it's not a big deal."

Hearing this good tone for him, Chen Ling shook his head and smiled and said, "You don't go back to the village very often, so you probably don't know that the old tomb was destroyed by the flood this year, and which family's tomb was divided long ago. Not clear."

"It was only a while ago. After the fourth grandmother of our old Chen family was gone, the fifth uncle called the elders of the two families to the brigade, turned over the family trees of the two families, discussed them, and moved all the graves to the mountain. already."

"what?"

Wang Chunyuan made another 'ah', obviously not expecting it.

The people buried in the old tombs can be traced back to the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. It was a long time ago. After being washed away by the flood, it was impossible to identify them. The two families re-built the monuments based on the genealogy and moved them to the mountain.

"No one in the village has notified me of such a thing."

Wang Chunyuan's face was a little ugly.

Notice?

Who to notify? looking for you? Or looking for your father?

Your father and Chen Erzhu's father did everything in the past, and the ancestors did not recognize it.

I am now nestled in the county seat and dare not come back.

Is there anything else to be notified.

Chen Ling really didn't know what to say.

After saying two more simple words, he turned around and went home.

Before walking into the yard, he glanced at the opposite side subconsciously, and saw that the curtain of the firewood shed shook slightly, which made Chen Ling quite amused.

This is obviously Qin Dongmei's mother-in-law peeking out from the slit of the curtain.

Back home, the yard is clean and tidy everywhere.

The villagers also said just now that Liang Hongyu and the two came to clean every morning and fed the sheep, chickens and ducks. They took good care of them.

"Chunyuan didn't talk to you before, what happened today?"

entered the room, Wang Susu poured him a glass of water and said strangely.

"Well, Flip House wants to ask me for help."

Chen Ling explained what happened just now.

"That's it, the two of them probably can't live in Qinwan anymore."

Wang Susu pouted, "Sister Qiumei said last time that Dongmei's life at her parents' house was very sad, and she didn't dare to go out all day..."

Normally, when I go back to my parents' home, it's like them, the couple lived together for half a year.

At first, he made an excuse to say that he was pregnant with a baby and was hiding from family planning.

In the beginning, people in her parents' village believed it after hearing it.

Later, she quickly realized that something was wrong. Her sister Qin Qiumei was the director of the Family Planning Office.

This **** family planning.

Later, the story of Wang Chunyuan was known and spread.

The couple turned into a joke.

My mother's family also feel ashamed.

Even Qin Qiumei couldn't help but talk about it to Wang Susu, which shows that she worried her parents to a certain extent.

The two of them endured and endured until they couldn't stand it any longer.

I don't grit my teeth, I'm still going back to the village.

Also, it's better to go back to Chenwangzhuang than to make people laugh at her parents' house.

"Stop talking about this, I'll go pick up a few old quails and kill them. When Aunt Hongyu and the others come over tomorrow, we'll make fried quails to eat."

Chen Ling got up and went to the yard, "Really, haven't you put anything away yet? Come out and help me kill the quails."

"Alright alright, brother-in-law, wait a moment."

Soon, Wang Zhenzhen ran out of the east room and went with Chen Ling to pick up quail by the pigeon nest.

The price of quail is not as good as that of chickens and ducks, and it can't be sold for a few dollars.

I won't lay eggs in winter, so it's better to kill and eat it if you raise it and waste food.

In addition, the lifespan of quail is extremely short, only about two years.

Not to mention that the quails start laying eggs in less than two months after hatching, and it will last for seven or eight months at a time.

is because they have a short lifespan, and after wintering, they will quickly enter the old age.

In this regard, even Chen Ling has no good solution.

All he can do is make them even better when he eats them.

…The next day, at 9:00 in the morning, Liang Hongyu and his wife arrived.

I was very happy to find out that they came back.

After learning that Wang Zhenzhen brought them a lot of delicious food, he laughed even more.

"My mother knew that my sister and I recognized another aunt, but she was very happy. She specially made steamed meat cakes, as well as walnut and jujube fried cakes. I also have autumn pear paste. Let me bring you to eat, hee hee."

"Good girl, my aunt didn't hurt you in vain."

Liang Hongyu happily hugged the little girl in her arms.

But I thought how could I call you Auntie, from your sister and brother-in-law, you should have called me Auntie.

But a lot of words can't be said.

Now that they are familiar with each other, the two sides are getting closer and closer. She is an aunt, and no matter how good she is to the children, it will not make people think too much.

Qin Rongxian also smiled.

then suddenly remembered something, and said to Chen Ling: "Fugui, there is something wrong with this pigeon you raised, I wonder if you noticed it?"

"Pigeons? It's just wild pigeons caught, what else is there to do?"

"It's not about the wild pigeons, it's because the number of males and females of your pigeons is different, only one is male, and the remaining five are all females."

"Oh no!"

Chen Ling was stunned.

Then and Qin Rong went to the pigeon den to see.

grabbed a handful of corn from the jar, and Chen Ling whistled.

The pigeons flew to Chen Ling's arm and pecking at the corn kernels in the palm of his hand.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen Ling grabbed one by one, grabbed his wings, and looked at his tail.

Sure enough, it was a male pigeon.

"That's right, I noticed that when I fed them two days ago, your pigeons are not afraid of people, and they always fly towards me."

"I just grabbed my wings and looked at it. It's quite strange, I thought you knew."

Qin Rong said first.

It is very simple to distinguish male and female pigeons. Grasp the two wings of pigeons, which is similar to the action of catching chickens.

In addition to this, you can also pinch the mouth of the pigeon to identify, squeeze the mouth of the pigeon to stretch forward, and struggle backwards hard, the one whose head is thrown back is the male pigeon, and there is no response, or the one who slaps is the female pigeon.

"Uncle Qin, do you also look at the male and female pigeons?"

Chen Ling smiled.

"I just learned it. I turned a few pages of your book on breeding and epidemic prevention and saw it from above."

Qin Rong first pointed to the direction of the kitchen, "The book says that pigeons are paired with one male and one female. I saw that you have a lot of female pigeons, and thought you raised them to eat as meat pigeons."

"No, I really didn't notice it before."

Chen Ling responded, and looked at the six pigeons walking around, cooing, and waiting to be fed.

"No wonder they became a pair, and the other four each took up a nest."

"I thought they didn't get used to it."

said, smiled at Qin Rong first: "Ignore them for now, I'll go catch two wild pigeons another day, and give them a few more males."

Pigeons live much longer than quails and are worth raising.

In the future, he will cultivate a few homing pigeons and racing pigeons.

That guy can go out and play games if he has nothing to do, and he can sell for a lot of money when he changes hands. It is not a waste of time to raise him.

So the old and the young went into the kitchen, heated oil in a pot, and started frying quail.

For half a year, quails continue to hatch and breed, one nest after another, and there are about thirty birds in total.

I picked ten big ones this time, and they were pickled after they were killed yesterday.

Now paste the paste, brush with the seasoning, and fry the quail according to the method of frying chicken.

tastes better than the traditional fried quail method.

The meat will also be more tender.

The oil pan is hot.

Chen Ling grabbed a marinated quail, rinsed it several times in the seasoning of the porcelain pot, and made a paste made of eggs, starch, flour, and various seasonings, covered with the whole quail, and then put it in the oil pan. put.

sizzle.

The frying pan was tumbling.

The quails were put in one by one, and the rich aroma quickly wafted out.

Outside the courtyard, Wang Chunyuan's family, who had just returned to the village, smelled the fragrance and couldn't help swallowing.

"What did that kid do? Why does it smell so good?"

Wang Chunyuan only felt that the more he smelled it, the more fragrant he was, and he couldn't help but twitch his nose for a while.

"That **** has never had a good life. I don't know what to do if I have some money. I will eat him to death someday."

Qin Dongmei scolded in a low voice.

When looked up again, Wang Chunyuan had already opened the curtain and went out.

Chen Ling never imagined that there would be people who would stop by for lunch.

Although I have heard people say that Wang Chunyuan doesn't look like a dog, he is actually very thick-skinned, and today I have seen it.

It's true that he was a widow all day, secretly regarded as a joke, and even after hearing that his daughter-in-law might give him a cuckold, he could still act like a normal person.

This face must not be too thin.

"Fugui, do you have a pump at home? I wanted to go to the county seat to see if any construction teams could start work, but the tires were a little flat."

Wang Chunyuan asked as he entered the yard, and then went straight to the kitchen.

Chen Ling just fried the quail, and the whole person was stunned when he saw this.

But in the face of such a person, since he is shameless, Chen Ling will naturally not give him face.

"Yo, what kind of good food is Fugui cooking? It's delicious."

At this time, Wang Chunyuan's eyes were already on the fried quail in the bamboo basket.

"Fried some quail."

Chen Ling smiled lightly, passed him with a bamboo basket, and shouted to the main room: "The quails are fried, come and serve them soon."

Wang Zhenzhen heard her call, and immediately ran over from the house.

"It smells so good, brother-in-law."

"Here, bring it into the house to eat, and let your sister eat two less."

said to Liang Hongyu, who was sitting on the threshold, "Uncle, auntie, if you think it's too spicy and salty, you can eat it together later when the steamed buns are out of the pot."

"Got it, don't worry, doesn't your cooking aunt know?"

Liang Hongyu naturally saw what Wang Chunyuan was thinking when he came to the door at this time, so he glared at Chen Ling pretending to be annoyed: "Hurry up and get someone a pump, don't just remember what to eat."

"Oh, I'll get it now."

Chen Ling gave Wang Chunyuan an apologetic smile and went to the woodshed to get him a pump.

Wang Chunyuan really didn't expect that Chen Ling would not let him in when he was rushing over for the meal order, and he didn't say a word of kindness.

let him just stare at it and keep gulping.

scolded Chen Ling in his heart for a while.

When Chen Ling took out the pump and sent Wang Chunyuan outside the courtyard, the man actually parked his bicycle in front of the door.

is enough.

"Brother-in-law, isn't this fried quail so delicious? Look at me tearing it apart, the meat inside is still steaming hot."

At this time, Wang Zhenzhen ran out with a fried quail, followed by a faceless and skinless dog Heiwa, who looked at her eagerly.

Especially when Wang Zhenzhen tore apart the fried quail with golden brown and crispy skin, revealing the tender and juicy quail meat inside, which was steaming and juicy, Heiwa drooled frantically and wagged his tail frantically.

Wang Chunyuan swallowed a big mouthful of saliva.

"Wang Wang Wang..."

Dogs have better ears than humans, and perhaps hearing his saliva, Heiwa suddenly yelled at Wang Chunyuan.

"What are you doing, Heiwa, hurry up and go."

Although Chen Ling disliked this man very much, he was also afraid that his dog would scare people.

Heiwa stopped screaming when she heard Chen Ling's reprimand, but stepped forward and sniffed around Wang Chunyuan's bicycle.

"Rich, your dog..."

Wang Chunyuan didn't dare to move. Heiwa's size suddenly made him feel a little regretful.

Seeing Heiwa sniffing at his bicycle, he swaggered up his hind legs and threw a lot of urine towards the wheel of the car.

Wang Chunyuan's face turned green for a while.

And after Heiwa finished urinating, he sat down on the ground with his swaggering buttocks, standing in front of Wang Zhenzhen, staring at the quail meat in Wang Zhenzhen's hand, sticking out his tongue, still looking simple and honest.

"Hahaha, Heiwa, you have a lot of bad intentions..." Wang Zhenzhen was amused, he tore off a bone and handed it to Heiwa's mouth. Heiwa was so excited that he hurriedly put it in his mouth, and the crunchy one called an incense.

Chen Ling saw that Wang Chunyuan's face was not good-looking, so he kicked Heiwa and cursed severely.

"This dog has spoiled me, don't have the same knowledge as him."

(end of this chapter)

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