My 1995 Small Farm Chapter 535

  Chapter 535 Fangs

   Chen Ling, who had no money, really didn't take it too seriously.

   But when he was drinking with Han Chuang, Chen Ling suddenly felt a little dazed when he talked about the big brother 'Shi Meng'.

  Shi Meng, Chen Ling, and Han Chuang were originally known as the Three Musketeers in the county game hall.

  The three of them are not only tall and tall, but also have domineering names, with a bit of sharp-edged feeling.

  Han Chuang and Chen Ling have gotten closer in the past two years.

  Shi Meng disappeared for two years.

  Han Chuang looked for him several times, but there was no one at home.

  Chen Ling had passed by his house many times when he was driving an ox cart around the county town to sell eggs.

   Occasionally, I can see his old parents, but I don't see him coming back.

   This man was seven or eight years older than Chen Ling and the others. He had worked in the joint defense team and later in the power supply bureau.

  Afterwards, I don't know what happened, and the good errands are gone.

   Hanging out with Chen Ling in the game hall all day long, eating and dying.

   Chen Ling only knew about it after hearing Han Chuang talk about it this time.

  Shi Meng got involved with a leader's daughter and had a child.

   It sounds a bit bloody.

  But in this day and age, it must be a big scandal to get pregnant out of wedlock, and the family forced the daughter to give away the child.

  The daughter couldn't take it anymore, so she secretly found Shi Meng and ran away together.

   "Following the leader's daughter and elopement, tsk tsk, it's only in this year that there will be such a 'romantic' thing."

  In the morning, Chen Ling stood in the yard, eating sweet and sour tomatoes, still thinking about it.

  In future generations, if such a **** thing is spread on the Internet, I am afraid that people will be scolded with disdain.

  Think that the leader's daughter will fall in love with a poor boy? Doesn't this deceive everyone's IQ?

   But at this time there is still.

   There will be more in the next decade or so.

  For example, in the first few years when online chat rooms emerged, the most popular thing was that netizens met and eloped with men and women.

  Even though there are deceptive tragedies, there are also romantic and moving love stories.

  Poor boys get rich and beautiful, rural girls catch up with Prince Charming, there are many.

   I don't know if people at this time are more simple, innocent or what's going on.

  Even the sons and daughters of the various leaders and big bosses are more likely to be deceived.

   Some children are even isolated at school because their families are too rich.

   This may seem very magical to future generations.

  Of course, the further you get to the back, the less you can get along with ordinary people.

  It seems that everyone's IQ is generally high.

   "Hey, Brother Mengzi didn't show his face back then. I didn't expect that he made the leader's daughter's belly bigger... It's just asking me to talk about this matter. I really found the wrong person."

  Chen Ling finished eating a tomato, threw the remaining tomato **** in front of the little green horse, clapped his hands and went to the kitchen to cook.

  He's sort of a local celebrity now.

   Also on TV, in newspapers and so on.

  After Shi Meng saw it outside, he was moved. He secretly came back to find Han Chuang, and wanted to ask Chen Ling to come forward to make peace with his 'old man' family.

   It is estimated that either the life outside is difficult, or his wife wants to go home when the child grows up.

pity…

   It is difficult for an upright official to decide on housework, let alone a commoner.

  What's more, Shi Meng didn't tell Han Chuang directly if he had something to do, and it was quite dishonest to ask Han Chuang.

   Actually, Chen Ling also understood.

This is because he has not been in contact with each other for many years, and he is unfamiliar. In addition, he is now a well-behaved person in the eyes of others, and he was also a proud person before. If you have a bad temper, you don't feel ashamed to come to your door directly.

   A few days ago, Liang Jinke and Lingzhong's guards were talking about it when they changed shifts.

   Said that Zhao Hongbo and his classmates wanted to call Chen Ling, but they didn't dare to call him Chen Ling, for fear that Chen Ling would look down on him.

   Chen Ling didn't know what to say after hearing this.

   Then one day, Zhao Hongbo and the others got off work late, and when passing by the county town, the tire of their bicycle was punctured again, and they kept running out of gas.

  Chen Ling caught him and made a few jokes before they realized that Chen Ling was still the same Chen Ling and hadn't changed.

   became eager again.

  Knowing that Chen Ling's family is about to have a second child, he also volunteered to inform them when the full moon wine is served.

   It happened that we hadn't seen each other for many years, we got together together.

  Chen Ling readily agreed.

   "Fugui, is Fugui at home?"

   "I'm here, I'm here, it's Brother Chunsheng, come home quickly."

  But Wang Chunyuan's eldest brother, Wang Chunsheng, lives in the county town and does not return to the village.

   "I won't go in. Something happened to my timber factory. I heard that you know the head of our county public security team?"

   Yes, this is because people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong, Chen Ling is helpless.

   But he also knows that he often nests in the mountains and never takes the initiative to cling to people, which is considered very good at the moment.

  Walk to Wang Chunsheng's small timber factory.

   When he came back, he passed by the game hall in the county, and Chen Ling took a second look.

   Obviously only two years have passed, it seems that many years have passed.

   Looking back on the past, it seems to be looking back on a carefree and green age.

  Chen Ling sighed silently: "Now that I am a father, my mentality is to grow old quickly. It seems that I will have more fun in the future and maintain a childlike innocence."

  Chenwangzhuang is bustling again, and peddlers who set up stalls have heard the news again.

   But this time the booths were sparse and not crowded.

   This is naturally because the old turtle no longer appeared in the place of Chenwangzhuang.

   There were also traces around the county seat.

  So this time, in addition to selling joss sticks and red cloths, there are also more old turtle-related accessories and peace talismans.

  The latter is mostly the most popular among people in Chenwangzhuang Village.

  For example, Chen Dazhi, Chen Sangui and others made it both beautiful and practical.

  It is still the first village where Lord Turtle appeared, and everyone agrees.

   "Fugui, the early budding grains grown in the vegetable garden can be eaten, let's take some back for my baby."

  When Chen Ling and his son returned to the village on horseback, Xiuying's sister-in-law stopped them with a basket on her back. She had just returned from the vegetable garden.

   Early corn is early corn, which matures one month earlier than regular corn. Most people plant it in the vegetable garden and treat it as a vegetable.

   "Oh, that's a good feeling. I've been very greedy recently, and I'm worried that I don't have any corn on the cob to eat."

  Chen Ling laughed and jumped off the horse. He was not polite, picked up a few from Xiuying's sister-in-law's basket, and threw them into the side pocket beside the little green horse.

   "Take a few more, there are more in the basket."

   "I won't take it anymore, this is enough, sister-in-law, I think Brother Dazhi's business is very good, and people are rushing to buy those gadgets."

   "Hey, you Dazhi brother has no other skills. Apart from hunting with you, he is addicted to playing with some bamboo. He hasn't closed his eyes for two days in a row. His eyeballs are all red. He won't listen to it."

   "Hahaha, this is not just to make money for you guys, Xiaowen should be called a daughter-in-law after two years and eighteen."

   "He's still early...Rui Rui, what's in his mouth, give some to the aunt, okay?"

   "Hey, you brat, your aunt is asking you something, aren't you generous?"

While talking with Xiuying's sister-in-law, an old couple came over on the west slope. The old man was tall and thin, wearing a turban, with his hands behind his back. The old lady had a pumpkin face, silver hair, not fat, and He was quite fat and came over with a basket on his shoulders.

   The two of them were far away, and they all looked at Chen Ling with strange faces.

  It was Wang Chunyuan's parents.

   "Xiuying, it's rich to talk to you."

   "I haven't seen you for so many years, I remember it as a little monkey, thin and small, following Juncai's side, with bright eyes.

   Now in a blink of an eye, I have a baby, and I am so promising. "

  The two old guys talked to each other with a smile on their faces.

   "Who says it's not? To be rich is to be promising."

  Xiuying's sister-in-law is a kind person, she has a gentle temper and a soft temper, so she responded a few times right now.

  Chen Ling smiled indifferently.

   Don't even look at them.

   Seeing Ruirui whimpering and going home, he greeted Xiuying's sister-in-law and led the horse home.

  Leave the two old guys smiling awkwardly, and they don't know how to be ashamed.

  He also said to Wang Xiuying: "Now the village is different. When Lord Turtle comes, everyone from ten miles and eight villages will come to do me a favor."

   Some villagers looked unhappy, so they shouted: "Xiuying, you are still gossiping outside, your daughter came back to see you, why don't you go back and cook a good meal."

  Chen Dazhi's eldest daughter is married close, and she comes back every now and then, so there is no need for a grand reception.

   This is what Xiuying's sister-in-law said deliberately when she saw the two old guys talking.

   Otherwise, with her kind temper, she would be pestered by two shameless people for a long time.

   People are indeed very different.

  Some people remember trivial things for a lifetime.

  And when some people get old, they will become much more tolerant, and even be able to let go of all hatred.

   Greet people who you looked down upon years ago or who have hatred.

  It's not that they're good people who pay back good for bad.

   But because they are the ones who do evil.

   It is others who are bullied and hurt.

   So they put down easy.

   But no one is really that generous to forgive them.

   Just like these two immortals.

  Even in the village, no matter how much you take the initiative to talk to people, there are very few people who actually talk to them.

   More often, they turn their faces away in front of their faces, pretending that they didn't hear them, and don't show any affection.

   "Fugui is back, and Yuqiang is not at home. If you have the strength, help get out the stone trough in the pigsty. It's been a long time, and it's very heavy. Yingqiang and I can barely move it."

  Back home, feeding pigeons and birds in the yard, Chen Guoping and Chen Yingqiang came from the front yard and shouted outside the gate.

   "Okay, move the stone trough, right? Wait for me to change my rain boots, and it will be here."

  Do you want to enter the pigsty without wearing long rubber rain boots?

   "No, no, no, there are some at home, you just come over and put them on, so you don't have to brush them if they get dirty."

  Chen Guoping said.

   "That's fine."

  Chen Ling took Rui Rui over.

  Ruirui didn't mind the smell, so he leaned on the wall of the pigsty and looked inside: "Dad, little pig, hehe~"

  Chen Ling glared at him: "If you dare to climb high, don't let you fall in."

  Yuqiang's daughter-in-law hurried over: "Uncle Fugui, you are busy, I am looking at Ruirui."

   For the brats to play and eat.

After changing his shoes and entering the pigsty, Chen Yingqiang said with a smile: "The price of pigs has become cheaper. This is according to what you said. The two of us bought the little piglets together, and later I added my mother to them, and the three families raised them together." If you have three pigs, kill one during the Chinese New Year, and make the rest into bacon or something."

   It is true that pork will plummet next year.

   But making bacon and selling it to outsiders will not lose money, but can make money.

   Like Zhou Weijun and Yu Qian, they like it very much.

   It is also very popular to give gifts when I go back.

   "Our village is different now, but I didn't think carefully about it."

  Chen Ling smiled, looked at the corner of the pigsty, the big blue stone trough that was broken in two behind the three little black pigs: "How can this pig trough be broken like this?"

Chen Guoping shook his head: "I don't know what happened, Wen Li said that in the middle of the night, I heard a bang, like a big rock falling to the ground, and the little piggy kept barking, and the dog barked twice, nothing else happened, get up and have a look Well, the pig trough is broken."

  Chen Yingqiang said: "The dog didn't bark indiscriminately. Either something came into the house, or this little piggy slept in the trough. What do you think, Uncle Fugui?"

  Chen Ling didn't make a sound, stepped forward and kicked it, but it didn't break, it was quite strong.

  He kept kicking with all his strength, which proved that the stone was not decayed, and it was even more impossible for Little Piggy to break it.

   "Who knows what's going on, let's get it out first, we don't lack stones here."

  Chen Ling is not a person who shows off his abilities and loves to show off, and he didn't do it himself. Together with Chen Yingqiang, he lifted the two stone troughs out easily.

   "Don't throw it away, just throw it outside. It's tasteless in the wind and sun. I'll take some cement and use it to raise turtles and fish."

   "Oh, why do you want this? My house has a new stone trough. If you want to raise turtles, I will pull it over for you."

   "No, no, I just want the old one, the old one has more feeling."

   "...Huh? Want the old one? It's okay, your baby is just different from others..."

  They don't understand.

  Chen Ling just likes to move some old, old stone vats and troughs to his home now.

   It's not for picking up antiques to make money.

  He just likes the mottled atmosphere of time on these old objects, and if you raise any flowers, plants, insects and fish, it will be very beautiful and moving.

"It's still rich and honorable to kiss us, so you can make money and you won't be cocky at all. Unlike Wang Laochou, who is old and not dead, who has a little bit of skill, they just have their noses in the sky and torture the folks in the same village. Look at his Chunyuan, living like that. Do people live?

  If you don't accumulate virtue, you will cut off your children and grandchildren. "

   After Chen Ling left, Chen Guoping cleaned up the pigsty at his youngest son's house and started talking.

   "It's just Chunsheng. He's an honest person with few things to do. He doesn't care about Wang Laoshou. He doesn't care about their messes. You can see that he has a better life than Chunyuan."

   This is the simple truth that the villagers agree with.

   After feeding the pigeons and birds, Chen Ling and his son walked slowly back to the farm with the horse.

  As for the yard, he doesn't clean it.

  Many grape vines and jujube trees sprouted on the land in the courtyard, and they were everywhere, like weeds, with young seedlings protruding from the soil every half a meter or one meter away.

  He doesn't clean up either, let them grow sluggishly.

  I just want to eat them all when I drive the sheep over in two days.

  The reason I found for myself is that I want to publish an article in the "National Livestock Journal" and study the habits of goats in advance, what is their favorite food.

  Back to the farm, there are many people outside the gate.

  Take a group photo around the skeleton of the Wild Boar King.

Zhao Yubao and old man Zhong were sitting at the front, wearing glasses and selling tickets. Chen Ling glanced at the vertical sign, probably due to the large number of people, queuing up to get a number. A number is 50 cents, which is not expensive, just to avoid making the place noisy disturbing.

  Brother also laid out the regulations and precautions written by Chen Ling in the spring for people to follow.

  For example, you can't climb trees to dig out bird nests, you can't salvage fish from water canals, etc.

  Er Hei and other little male dogs saw this, and spontaneously maintained order.

   "Hey, Fugui is here, just in time, our little friend is here today, and I want to ask you if the wild boar king's fangs are for sale."

  When Zhao Yubao saw Chen Ling, he quickly waved and introduced him to a young man with black-rimmed glasses and parted hair.

   "Fangs? The fangs on this are fake. I plan to turn the real fangs into daggers or something."

   Chen Ling glanced at the young man and said.

   "Don't refuse in a hurry, my little friend is the one who came to animate you, and their family is not short of money. What about your two fangs, can't they all be made into daggers?"

  Zhao Yubao laughed and winked at him.

   It means that I want him to sell for money. This opportunity is rare, and people who are stupid and have a lot of money are hard to find.

  Old man Zhong also said: "This is Xiao Han. You and Uncle Han are relatives of the same family. If you are willing to sell, please show him and quote a price."

  (end of this chapter)

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