Chapter 522 Discrimination
“Okay, Uncle Fugui, I’m just waiting for you to say something.”
Wang Wenchao shook his arms, grinned and ran home to get a beer.
Wang Lishan laughed when he saw this: "This guy, when he heard that he was going to Fugui's house to drink, he became more energetic than the other, right?
Come on, I'll bring some bacon later."
"My son caught a pot of cicada monkeys that he hadn't eaten yet, so I took him over and fried them."
"My family also has cicada monkeys, as well as eels and loaches..."
< br>"I...I don't have much to bring here. Let's bring some eggs."
Everyone was lively and lively, just like the production team back then.
We were poor at that time, and we didn’t get a few meals of meat throughout the year. It was just like this, the East and the West would share some, and we would be evenly matched and sit together to satisfy our cravings.
"If you want to bring something, just bring it. If you have nothing to eat, just bring it. I'll go back and pack it up first."
Chen Ling smiled and waved his hand, first picked some vegetables from the village yard, and then went back Go to the farm and kill quail.
Some of this year’s quails are about to be two years old and are about to finish their lives and are about to die of old age.
And has stopped laying eggs.
Chen Ling hated to see the things raised at home slowly die of old age.
This will make you feel uncomfortable.
Rather than wait for them to die of old age, it would be better to eat them early.
The quail you raise yourself tastes great.
Paired with the old yellow quail caught by Chen Baoshuan and his son, make a big pot and eat it, it will be absolutely enjoyable.
……
Speaking of delicious quail like Lao Huang Quail.
It goes without saying that it is delicious.
The only thing worth mentioning is that the quantity of this thing is too rare and difficult to find.
It just reappeared locally this year.
It is not like ordinary wild quail running back and forth in the field.
It's not like wheat field turtles that can reproduce in large numbers at once.
Chen Ling searched for it several times when he was harvesting wheat, but unfortunately he didn't get much. It was too difficult to find.
Unlike ordinary wild quail, they do not have a fixed place to live. They wander around in the wild all day long, looking for food.
I don’t know where I will go at night.
And when it rains, they all disappear and I don’t know where they hid.
Not as easy to catch as common wild quail.
As for now.
Not to mention old yellow quail, even ordinary wild quail is difficult to catch.
Now is the end.
The weather is still very hot.
But judging from the solar terms, autumn has already begun.
After the beginning of autumn, it is time for the buds in the fields to ear.
Baogu grows very fast at this time, changing every day.
Small corn cobs will appear soon.
So we can’t go out to the fields to look for wild animals.
Chen Sangui and Chen Baoshuan were very lucky to catch old yellow quail when they were watering the corn.
Chen Ling was killing quail at home. His uncle drove the sheep back and let them drink water by the ditch.
Recently, Wang Qingwen and his wife went to the mountains to pick mushrooms in the early morning. During the day, they helped Chen Ling herd sheep, pick up eggs, and look at the farm.
Those who take pictures of birds from the province and Taiwan are still there.
If you cook for them, you will also pay for the food.
Of course, things are not all done by the couple.
Chen Ling would come back every morning.
Wang Qingwen took off his shoes, poured out the contents of the shoe shells, tucked his buttocks down, and sat on the ground.
He raised his head and said to Chen Ling: "It's time to water the corn. I see that the fields in the east of the village have basically been watered."
In the earing period, corn needs a lot of water, so be careful. , that is, ten days before heading and ten days after heading, the water demand is the largest.
But most people can’t pinch it accurately.
If you can’t wait for the rain at this time.
Just water the corn as soon as you see it heading.
"It's time to water it. I can clean it up tomorrow. I can do it myself."
Chen Ling didn't seem to care. He usually had few things to do and rarely did any physical work, so he didn't do it. No resistance.
"Really do it yourself? Don't you want to recruit young men and let those who shoot birds as coolies?"
Wang Qingwen looked at his brother-in-law and joked.
"How can this be possible? Brother, you think too badly of me. People who live in our farm also pay accommodation fees. How can they still work after paying for it? I don't Zhou Bapi..."
Chen Ling suddenly shouted Qu Dao.
The accommodation fee at my farm is quite expensive these days.
Of course, the accommodation for everyone in the province and Taiwan is at public expense, especially after successfully photographing the Wild Boar King and returning it to Taiwan, the public expense became even more satisfying.
These people are also exciting flowers.
Ask Wang Qingwen and his wife to try their best to get them delicious food.
I have eaten hanging pot bacon and preserved duck several times.
Still never get tired of eating.
"Don't you see? Those guys are a bunch of greedy people. If you call them while drinking tonight, they will help you tomorrow."
Wang Qingwen raised his eyebrows with a smile and gave Chen Ling a crooked idea. .
He has always been serious, but he rarely shows such a side.
"Come on, even if they really want to help me, I won't ask for it. A group of people who don't work hard and don't distinguish between grains and grains will only do a disservice..."
Chen Ling neatly said Kill the quail, wash it, and throw it into the bamboo basket.
"Hahaha, I'm not kidding you. I'll water it with you tomorrow. Otherwise, it's so hot and you're stuck in there alone, and you won't be able to finish watering it all in one day..."
Wang Qingwen smiled.
Hearing this, Chen Ling was about to speak when he saw his uncle take out a letter from his pocket: "Your second brother has sent you good news. With your previous relationship in Miao Village, he is hiding there. People are clamoring for our clothes. In just a few days, we have already made a little over 10,000 yuan.
Look, he has also found many good needleworkers. , I embroider things very quickly, and we are accumulating more and more cultural shirts.”
Chen Ling took a look at the letter and found that it was indeed the case.
No wonder my uncle is so happy, it turns out he has made a lot of money.
"This is a great thing. Let's have a drink tonight to celebrate."
"Haha, what great thing is there, Fugui? Is your child going to make a fortune again?" !”
As he was talking, Chen Baoshuan and Chen Dazhi rushed over, carrying two old yellow quails that had been killed.
“Yes, I’ve made a fortune. I’ll buy a car and drive it back tomorrow.”
Chen Ling stood up with a smile and shook the water on his hand.
At this time, behind them, Wang Lixian, Wang Jusheng and a group of people also rushed over. They stood on the dirt road outside the orchard, pointing at Chen Ling's cornfield and saying something. .
Some people even reached out and left a corn leaf, holding it in their hands to examine it.
It took a while before he came over.
When he got there, he said to Chen Ling: "I can't see it's just the wheat. The corn in your house looks better than the ones in the village. They grow taller and stronger."
"Yes, yes, the corn stalks we planted are thin and tender, with a hint of yellow in the green. Your corn stalks are tall, thick and big, black and green, and they look old and strong."
“Yes, I’m old and strong. One of these leaves can hold up to two of my family’s leaves. It’s thick and strong... I wiped my butt with a corn leaf when I pooped in my own field that day. The leaf is thin. It breaks as soon as you click it, and it irritates your butt. It’s not as thick as yours. It’s as thick as kraft paper.” Just come back after the autumn harvest. I have left a lot of these wheat seeds and corn seeds in Fenglei Town."
"Oh, after all, this is still rich and bright." "No, not at all. Hidden and tucked in.”
Chen Ling left a lot of high-quality wheat seeds in Miao Village as gifts. Corn cannot be grown in the mountains there, or it cannot be grown in large quantities.
You can only plant wheat in spring and buckwheat in autumn.
Chen Lingna’s wheat seeds are plump and round, and they are also big, which they like very much.
"But Fugui, I think it's time for your corn to be watered. We haven't had much rain here since the seventh day of July. There was a little rain in the middle of the night, but it didn't matter.
Your corn crops are growing so well, but if you water them too late and let them dry out, your harvest will be reduced by at least half. "
"Well, it's time to water. We'll start watering tomorrow. I just told my brother about this. "
"Oh, yes, yes, Qingwen is here to worry about you, look at this brother-in-law, tsk tsk..."
"Oh, Wen Chao is here with beer. There are so many good guys, and they are here in a donkey cart. Didn't you just steal them from the brewery after work? "
But it was Wang Wenchao and Wang Xuecheng who drove the donkey cart and pulled most of the cart's beer, at least twenty or thirty bundles.
"Hahaha, Uncle Dazhi is the only one who knows how to tell the truth."
Going to a brewery to steal beer is a young man's favorite thing to do in the summer. It's fun, exciting, and you can get free beer.
But, it’s usually just a few bottles. Han Chuang has told Chen Ling about this before.
Tie a rope to a wire loop, throw it across the wall, hook the beer, and pull it up again.
After drinking this kind of thing, you have to put it back and refill it with urine or water, otherwise it will be discovered by the brewery people and it will not be placed against the wall.
"Are you really stealing? Why did you steal so much? Please teach us!"
"Pull it down, you really believe it when Xiaochao said it was his brother-in-law who worked there, hehehe, just I got some..."
"Ouch, this is better than stealing. I got some good beer today."
Everyone was happy.
Chen Ling opened the door of the water tower at this time and asked everyone to move the beer in and put it on ice.
I stewed quail and old yellow quail with Wang Qingwen and Wang Lixian. I checked the time and went to the vegetable garden to pick some beans, tomatoes, pumpkins and so on.
"You guys clean up at home first, I'll go to the county and let them have dinner early."
"My mother, no, you still have to take care of the wealth. What?"
"There is no way, the brat is so noisy that few people can see him, so we have to keep an eye on him. Susu and his wife have no time to cook."
< br>Chen Ling said that he also brought the wild sweet potatoes, peaches and watermelons picked from Dongtian to squeeze juice.
Then he got on the little green horse and galloped towards the county seat.
If he had to work these days, Ruirui would follow Wang Susu and his wife in the county. If there was no work to do at home, it would be small jobs such as picking up eggs and cutting grass. Chen Ling Just bring him back so he doesn't have to run around the city making trouble.
……
No.
As soon as Chen Ling arrived on horseback, two big dogs, one black and one yellow, were standing in front of the courtyard gate, blocking the door tightly.
Behind the two big dogs was a chubby little boy with a bulging face and angrily babbling, pushing the two dogs hard, trying to run out to play.
The two dogs lowered their eyebrows and moved gently, but they just stood in front of the door and refused to budge.
Gao Xiulan and her mother-in-law were sitting on a ponytail inside the door, knitting their sandals and pillowcases, and looking at the brat from time to time.
When he saw Chen Ling coming back, he snorted and smiled: "That's it, your father is back. Let's go out and play with him."
The two big dogs also He stopped blocking Ruirui and came forward excitedly, wagging his tail.
These two guys are here to take care of the baby. With them around, Wang Susu and her mother will have much less worry.
Chen Ling is also relieved.
“Dad~”
Rui Rui shouted excitedly, ran over, and then picked up the basket he brought to see what was in it.
Then he stretched out his little hand to help Chen Ling take it out.
There is no vegetable garden here in the county, so Chen Ling picks some fresh vegetables from the village every day and comes here to cook.
“This is unwashed, don’t eat it yet.”
Seeing the brat reaching out to pick up some wild sweet potatoes and stuffing them into his mouth, Chen Ling quickly stopped him.
"Huh? Wild sweet potatoes? Aren't the sweet potatoes rotten in July and a half? Why are they still there?"
Gao Xiulan said strangely.
She was not surprised to find grapes and kiwis. Wild sweet potatoes must have been out of season.
“Yes, this is the only one, it’s very fragrant.”
Chen Ling smiled and didn’t say much, in short, the wild sweet potatoes in this cave are sweeter, this thing When mixed into juice, it is several levels stronger than passion fruit.
"You know how to mess around, okay, forget about cooking, squeeze the juice and give it to the two of them to drink. I'll mix two bowls of pimple soup and make two cold dishes."< br>
Gao Xiulan picked out the vegetables and went to wash them and choose vegetables for cooking.
Chen Ling cut the watermelon, took out the juicer to squeeze the juice, squeezed it into several cups, and put it on the table. The couple sat around the little baby, drinking the sweet and sour juice and saying, Talking small talk.
"I have to water Bao Gu tomorrow, let him stay here, right? Follow me back, my sister-in-law can't see him."
"Well, let's stay here. Where is Salted Egg? How about you? Bring some here, and my mother and I will pickle them here.”
“No, I can just make that at home. My elder brother and sister-in-law are also doing it, and they are learning how to pickle pickles from Brother Jusheng and the others. This is quick. "It's great."
"Mom, the kitchen is hot. Come out and drink two glasses of juice when the food is ready. I have to go back again. Today, the village is discussing the matter of watching young people in autumn, and someone wants to drink with me. .”
"...Come on, no one was looking for Susu when she was here. Now that she comes to the city, she starts looking for you to drink.
You, don't go back in a hurry. Ruirui will have dinner later. You take him back and let him follow you. I have to give Susu a bath at night. It’s much hotter in this city than at home. She’s been sweating all day. She can’t stand it without a bath.”
"Hey, I got it."
It was Chen Ling who gave his wife a bath before, but since he wanted to drink, he would definitely be too early to come back.
The brat can’t live without people at home, so he might as well take him back.
...
Dinner was fragrant pimple soup with poached eggs. As soon as the chopped green onions were sprinkled, the aroma wafted out, and Chen Ling couldn't help but drink a bowl.
Then he got on his horse and took the brat back to the village.
The sun sets.
In the past, the farm would be filled with smoke.
But today, the big chimney was roaring with smoke, and the bellows was whirring.
Outside the kitchen, the fire pit was also lit.
A crowd of people gathered around, squatting or standing, smoking and talking happily.
The laughter was loud and the farm was extremely lively.
After a while, when the sky was getting dark, a cry of a little child came outside the farm.
In addition to crying, there were also shouts from Liu Nier and others.
"Eh? Fugui, is it Ruirui who is crying? Go out and have a look."
"No, this sound doesn't sound like a little baby crying."
Although Ruirui is also playing with Liu Nier and the others, with her aunt Su Ligai following and taking care of her, she will usually be fine.
Chen Ling and Wang Qingwen hurried out.
When he went out, he saw that it was not Ruirui who was crying. He followed Su Ligai, holding Su Ligai's hand and looking forward blankly.
In front was Liu Nier and a group of others, pointing at a little boy and shouting.
“You can go away. I have told you so many times that we won’t play with you.”
The little boy was small, no more than three or four years old. He pursed his lips. With tears in his eyes, he stood there pitifully.
This is the son of Wang Juxiang’s family, Stinky Egg.
"Why is this? You guys are so young, you can't bully others."
Chen Ling didn't know what was going on, but the children in the village were all led by the older ones, and they followed six or seven when they were three or four years old. The old one is running and playing.
I thought the older one was bullying the younger one.
“We didn’t bully him, we just didn’t play with him.”
“His mother was unreasonable and bullied Uncle Jusheng into being honest. Even Xizi and Niuniu didn’t play with him.”
"That's right, his grandma, his father and mother are all bad, we don't want to play with him..."
(End of this chapter)