Chapter 535 Fangs
Chen Ling, who has no money, really doesn’t take it to heart.
On the other hand, when drinking with Han Chuang, Chen Ling suddenly felt a little dazed when he talked about the old big brother "Shi Meng".
Shi Meng, Chen Ling, and Han Chuang were originally the Three Musketeers known as the County Game Hall.
Not only are the three of them tall, but their names are also very domineering, with a sense of sharpness.
Han Chuang has become close to Chen Ling 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.
When Chen Ling drove an ox cart around the county to sell eggs, he passed by his house many times.
Occasionally I 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.
I don’t know what happened after that, and the good work disappeared.
I spent the whole day hanging out with Chen Ling in the arcade, eating and waiting to die.
This time Chen Ling heard about it from Han Chuang.
Shi Meng had an affair with the daughter of a leader, and they had a child.
It sounds a bit bloody.
But in this era, getting pregnant out of wedlock was definitely a big scandal, so the family forced their daughter to give the child away.
The daughter couldn't bear it, so she secretly found Shi Meng and ran away together.
“I flirted with the leader’s daughter and elope. Gee, this is the only time such a ‘romantic’ thing can happen.”
In the morning, Chen Ling stood in the yard, I was still thinking about this while gnawing on the sweet and sour tomatoes.
In future generations, if such a bloody thing is posted on the Internet, people will probably be scolded with disdain.
Think the leader’s daughter will fall in love with a poor boy? Doesn’t this deceive everyone’s intelligence?
But it still exists at this time.
There will be more in the next ten years.
For example, in the early years when online chat rooms first emerged, the most popular ones were netizens meeting each other and men and women eloping.
Even though there are deceptive tragedies, there are also many romantic and touching love stories.
There are many poor boys who fall in love with beautiful women, and rural girls who fall in love with prince charmings.
I don’t know if people at this time are relatively simple or innocent or what.
Even the sons and daughters of leaders and big bosses are easier to deceive.
Some children are even isolated in school because their families are too rich.
This may seem very magical to later generations.
Of course, the further you get to the back, the less likely you are to play with ordinary people.
It seems that everyone’s IQ is generally higher.
“Hey, Brother Mengzi was a humble man back then. He didn’t expect that he got pregnant with the leader’s daughter... He asked me to reconcile this matter, but I really found the wrong person.”< br>
After Chen Ling finished chewing a tomato, he threw the remaining tomato butt in front of the little green horse, clapped his hands and went to the kitchen to light a fire to cook.
He is now something of a local celebrity.
Also appeared on TV, in newspapers and so on.
After Shi Meng saw it outside, he became interested and secretly came back to find Han Chuang, hoping to ask Chen Ling to come forward and make peace with his 'father-in-law' and his family.
It’s probably either that life outside is difficult, or that his mother-in-law wants to go home when her child grows up.
What a pity...
It is difficult for an upright official to deal with household chores, let alone a common man.
Besides, it would be unethical for Shi Meng not to tell Han Chuang directly if something happened.
In fact, Chen Ling also understands.
This is because he has not interacted with or interacted with him for many years, so he is unfamiliar. In addition, in the eyes of others, he is now a well-off person. Before, he was also a proud and arrogant person. He stopped doing farm work and focused on harvesting. On the battlefield, Shi Meng knew his temper, so he was too embarrassed to come directly to ask for help.
Liang Jinke was talking to Lingzhong’s guard when they were changing shifts a few days ago.
He said that Zhao Hongbo and his classmates didn't dare to call Chen Ling even if they wanted to, for fear that Chen Ling would look down on him.
After hearing this, Chen Ling didn’t know what to say.
Then one day, Zhao Hongbo and the others got off work late. When passing through the county town, the tire of their bicycle was punctured again and kept running out of air. It was getting late and there was nothing else to do, so they came home to ask Chen Ling to borrow a pump. .
Chen Ling caught him and made a few jokes, and then they realized that Chen Ling was still the same Chen Ling, unchanged.
He became enthusiastic again.
When he learned that Chen Ling's family was about to have a second child, he also took the initiative to notify them when he put out the full moon wine.
We haven’t seen each other for many years, so let’s get together.
Chen Ling agreed wholeheartedly.
"Fugui, are Fugui at home?"
"Here he is, here he is, Brother Chunsheng, come home quickly."
But it was Wang Chunyuan's eldest brother, Wang Chunsheng, who lived in the county town and never returned to the village.
"I won't go in. Something happened at my lumber factory. I heard that you know the captain of our county police department?"
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Yes, this is because people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong. Chen Ling was helpless.
But he also knew that he often stayed in the mountains and never took the initiative to make friends with others. For now, this was pretty good.
I took a trip to Wang Chunsheng’s small lumber factory.
When he came back, he passed by the game arcade in the county and Chen Ling took a second look.
Obviously only two years have passed, but it seems like many years have passed.
Looking back at the past is like looking back at a carefree and lush time.
Chen Ling sighed silently: "Now that I am a father, my mentality is that I will grow old quickly. It seems that I will have to play more in the future and keep my childlike innocence."
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Chenwangzhuang became lively again, and the vendors who set up stalls came to hear the news again.
But this time the stalls were sparse and not crowded.
This is naturally because the old turtle appears no longer in Chenwangzhuang.
There have also been traces around the county.
So this time, in addition to those selling incense candles and red cloth, there were also more stalls selling old turtle-related accessories and peace charms.
The latter is mostly the most popular one made by people in Chenwangzhuang Village.
For example, Chen Dazhi, Chen Sangui and others have made it both beautiful and practical.
This is the village where Prince Turtle first appeared, and everyone agrees with it.
"Fugui, the early buds grown in the vegetable garden are edible. Let's take some back to the baby."
When Chen Ling and his son were riding back to the village, Xiuying's sister-in-law stopped them with a basket on her back. She had just returned from breaking off the corn in the vegetable garden.
Early corn, also known as early corn, matures one month earlier than regular corn. Most people plant it in their vegetable gardens and treat it as a vegetable.
"Oh, that's so kind. I've been very greedy recently and I'm worried about not having any corn on the cob to eat."
Chen Ling jumped off the horse with a smile and was not polite. Sister-in-law Xiuying picked a few from her basket and threw them into the shoulder bag beside the little green horse.
“Get a few more, there are still 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. People are rushing to buy the gadgets he makes."
"Oh, your brother Dazhi has other abilities. No, apart from hunting with you, I am addicted to playing with some bamboo. I haven't slept for two days in a row, and my eyes are red. He won't listen to me."
"Hahaha, that's all. It’s not just to make money for you guys. It’s time for Xiaowen to become a wife after turning eighteen in two years.” No?”
“Hey, you little brat, I’m asking you a question, why don’t you be generous?”
While I was talking to Xiuying's sister-in-law, an old couple came over on the west slope. The old man was tall and thin, wearing a headscarf and holding his hands behind his back. The old lady had a Japanese-style face, full of silver hair, not fat on her face, and had a good figure. He was quite fat and came over with a basket in his arms.
The two of them were far away, looking at Chen Ling with curiosity on their faces.
They are Wang Chunyuan’s parents.
"Xiuying, talking to you means wealth." "I haven't seen you for many years. I remember that I was like a little monkey, thin and small, following Juncai, with bright eyes.
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Now in the blink of an eye, I have a baby and am still so promising. "
The two old guys were talking to each other with smiles on their faces.
"Who says it's not the case? Being rich means being promising. "
Sister-in-law Xiuying is a good old person, she has a gentle temper and a soft temper, so she responded a few times at this moment.
Chen Ling smiled neither salty nor indifferently.
He didn't even look at them.
Seeing Ruirui groaning and wanting to go home, he said hello to Xiuying's sister-in-law and led the horse home.
The two old guys were left smiling coquettishly, not ashamed at all.
He also said to Wang Xiuying: "The village is different now. Prince Turtle is here, and people from all over the country come to do good deeds."
Some villagers looked unhappy and shouted : "Xiuying, you are still gossiping outside. Your daughter has come back to see you, why don't you go back and cook a good meal."
Chen Dazhi's eldest daughter married close to her and came back every now and then, so there was no need to give her a grand reception.
This is what she said deliberately when she saw Xiuying's sister-in-law talking to two old guys.
Otherwise, with her good-natured temperament, she would have been pestered by two shameless people for a long time.
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People are indeed very different.
Some people remember trivial things for a lifetime.
When some people get older, they become more tolerant, and even seem to be able to let go of all hatred.
Welcome with a smile to those whom you looked down upon or had a grudge against years ago.
This is not to say that they are good people who repay evil with kindness.
But because they are the ones doing the evil.
It is others who are oppressed and hurt.
So they put it down easily.
But no one will really be so generous as to forgive them.
Just like these two immortals.
Even in the village, no matter how much they took the initiative to talk to people, few people really paid attention to them.
More often than not, they just turn away in front of someone's face, pretending that they didn't hear, and don't show any affection at all.
"Fugui is back, and Yuqiang is not at home. If you have the strength, please help get the stone trough out of the pig pen. It has become very heavy over the years, and Yingqiang and I can barely move it. "
After returning home and feeding pigeons and birds in the yard, Chen Guoping and Chen Yingqiang came from the front yard and shouted outside the yard door.
"Okay, let's move the stone trough, right? Wait for me to change into rain boots, it's coming."
If you want to enter the pig pen, you will definitely not be able to do it without wearing long rubber rain boots.
"No, no, I have it at home. Just come over and put it on. I don't want you to have to brush it if it gets dirty."
Chen Guoping said.
"That's okay."
Chen Ling took Ruirui over.
Rui Rui didn't mind the smell either, so she held the wall of the pig pen and looked inside: "Dad, little pig, hehe~"
Chen Ling glared at him: "You dare to climb higher, don't let you fall in."
Yu Qiang's wife hurried over: "Uncle Fugui, you are busy, I am watching Ruirui."
Give the brat something to play with and something to eat.
After changing his shoes and entering the pig pen, Chen Yingqiang said with a smile: "The price of pigs is cheap. This is according to what you said. Our two families bought the piglets together, and later I added Ada." My mother, it’s okay for three families to raise three pigs together. We’ll kill one during the Chinese New Year and make the rest into bacon or something.”
It’s true that pork will plummet next year.
But if you make bacon and sell it to outsiders, you won't lose money, but you can make money.
Like Zhou Weijun and Yu Qian, they like it very much.
I was also greatly praised when I went back to give gifts.
“Our village is different now, but I didn’t think it through well.”
Chen Ling smiled and looked at the corner of the pig pen, where the back of three small black pigs was broken into two pieces. Big blue stone trough: "How did this pig trough break like this?"
Chen Guoping shook his head: "I don't know how it happened. Wen Li said that in the middle of the night, she heard a roar, like a big rock falling to the ground. The piglet kept barking, and the dog barked twice. There was no other sound. Get up and take a look. Well, the pig trough is broken."
Chen Yingqiang said: "The dog didn't bark, either something came into the house, or the little piglet was sleeping in the trough, what do you think?"
Chen Ling didn't say a word, stepped forward and kicked him, but it didn't break, it was quite strong.
His strength was enough to keep kicking, which proved that the stone was not decayed, and it was naturally impossible for the little piggy to break it.
“Who knows what’s going on? Let’s get it out first. We don’t lack anything here. We don’t lack stones.”
Chen Ling was not a show-off person, so he didn't do it himself. Together with Chen Yingqiang, he easily lifted out the two stone troughs.
"Don't throw it away, just throw it outside. It will lose its smell after being exposed to the wind and sun. I'll put some cement on it and use it to raise turtles and fish."
"Oh, this is what I want to do. What, I have a new stone trough at home. If you want to raise a turtle, I will pull it over for you.”
“No, no, I just want this old one. The old one has more feeling.”
"...Huh? You want an old one? That's okay, your baby is just different from others..."
They don't understand.
Chen Ling now likes to move some old, aged stone jars and troughs into his home.
It’s not about picking up antiques to make money.
He just likes the mottled atmosphere of time on these old objects. If he raises any flowers, plants, insects and fish, they will be extremely beautiful and moving.
“It’s better to be rich and have a close relationship with us. Then you can make money without raising your tail at all. It’s not like Wang Laoshou and those old immortals. Each of them has some ability, and they just turn their noses in the air and torture the folks in the same village to see how good their family is. Yuan, do you live like a human life?
If you don’t accumulate virtue, you will have no descendants. "
After Chen Ling left, Chen Guoping cleaned up the pigsty at his youngest son's house and began to talk.
"It's just a spring birth. He is honest, has few troubles, and doesn't have the stench of Mr. Wang. Guang, if you don't care about their messy affairs, you can see that they are living a better life than Chun Yuan. ”
This is a simple truth recognized by the villagers.
After Chen Ling and his son fed the pigeons and birds, they led the horse back to the farm slowly.
As for the yard, he doesn't clean it.
On the land in the courtyard, many new buds of grape vines and jujube trees are growing. They are everywhere, like weeds. There are seedlings arching out from under the soil layer every half meter or one meter away.
He didn’t clean them either, lazily letting them grow.
I just want to eat them together when the sheep are driven over in two days.
The reason I gave myself was that I wanted to publish an article in the "National Animal Husbandry Journal" and study the habits of goats in advance and what their favorite foods were.
Back at the farm, there were many people outside the gate.
Take photos around the skeleton of the Wild Boar King.
Zhao Yubao and Old Man Zhong were sitting at the front wearing glasses selling tickets. Chen Ling glanced at the vertical sign. Probably because there were so many people, there was a queue to get a number. Each number cost 50 cents. It was not expensive, just for the sake of it. Don't make this place noisy and disturbing.
My uncle also laid out the rules and precautions that Chen Ling wrote in the spring for people to abide by.
For example, you can’t just climb trees to dig out bird’s nests, you can’t just grab fish from ditches, etc.
When Erhei and the other male dogs saw this, they spontaneously maintained order.
"Hey, Fortune is here. It just so happens that our kid is also here today. I want to ask you if the tusks of the Wild Boar King are for sale."
Zhao Yubao saw Chen Ling and hurriedly He waved and introduced him to a young man wearing black-rimmed glasses and parted hair.
"Fangs? The fangs here are fake. I plan to make 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 here to animate you. Their family is not short of money. As for your two fangs, you can't make them into daggers, right?"
Zhao Yubao chuckled and winked at him.
It means that I want him to sell it for money. This opportunity is rare. People are stupid and it is hard to find money.
Old man Zhong also said: "This is Xiao Han. I am a relative of your uncle Han. If you are willing to sell it, just show it to him and give him a price."
( End of chapter)