My village can't be like this

Chapter 625 Snowman Big Dog
Just after the pig-killing craze was over, a trend of cutting cypress branches swept the whole village.

In previous years, most families would just get some firewood and smoke the bacon, and only a few families would go to the trouble of doing so in order to make the smoked bacon more fragrant.

But this year is different. Everyone is helping the tenants smoke bacon. Since they can get paid, they all choose the best.

Therefore, branches such as cypress branches, which have a more fragrant smell when smoked bacon, are particularly popular.

However, although so many people go to chop wood, the phenomenon of indiscriminate logging does not occur.

After all, what we need are just the arborvitae branches, to put it bluntly, just the branches, not the trunk.

So if everyone goes and cuts down the cypress trees, it will not only not have any impact on the cypress trees, but the trees will grow straighter after their branches are trimmed.

The same was true for Zhang An's family. It was the same every year and this year would definitely not be different. As soon as he finished slaughtering the pig and marinating all the meat, he pulled the carriage and headed straight for the mountains.

Half a day later, they brought a full carriage back from the mountain.

"Wow, Zhang An, you are really amazing. You got so many right away. It looks like this car should be enough for your family to use this year."

Along the way, they met many villagers who went up the mountain to cut arborvitae branches. When they saw Zhang An pulling a horse-drawn carriage back, their eyes widened.

In fact, they did cut quite a bit and tied them up in a full back rack, but compared with what was on Zhang An's carriage, it was nothing.

"We want to get more before it snows. If the mountain is closed due to heavy snow, it will be difficult to get more."

It is now the middle of the twelfth lunar month, and although it is freezing cold, there is no sign of it snowing.

It seems that the snowing date this year may be the latest in recent years.

But the more this happens, the more worrying it is, because the old people once said that the later the snow falls in the cold winter, the bigger the storm will be.

"Yes, yes, you are right. I should take advantage of these few days to chop more for home."

When everyone heard this, they immediately felt oppressed. They stopped resting and hurriedly carried the pine branches and cypress twigs back home, trying to make two more trips.

By the time the pork was marinated at home, it was already the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, which happened to be the Great Cold.

When Zhang An got up in the morning, he found that his father had already cleaned out the smokehouse. Even though it had been emptied once when the bacon was taken off the kang last year, there was still some wood ash piled up in the pit.

After Zhang An finished washing up, he and his father hung the pickled pork on the meat bed.

After the fire was lit, a year later, wisps of green smoke began to rise from the roof of the house again.

Because of the smoke and foul smell, Zhang An and his father were always the ones in there to smoke the bacon.

But this year, a new visitor suddenly arrived here.

"Why are you here? The smoke is very irritating to the eyes. Go out and find your mother."

Looking at his son pushing open the door and running in, Zhang An waved at him and asked him to go out.

"No, I want to go with Dad."

Not only did the little guy not listen, but he stubbornly ran in holding the small stool that Zhang Jianguo made for him.

After arranging everything, he sat obediently next to Zhang An, staring at the bacon hanging on the meat kang with his eyes wide open.

The meat has been smoked for several days, and its red and white appearance has begun to turn golden. Oil drops from time to time drip into the fire pit, making a sizzling sound. It smells fragrant and very tempting.

As he watched, Zhang An noticed that his son's mouth was already drooling.

"Qiqi, do you want to eat some gaga?"

Seeing his son like this, Zhang An thought of his childhood self, who would drool when watching the old meat being smoked.

Whenever the adults were not around, I would secretly take a kitchen knife to cut off a piece and roast it over the firewood. It would taste so delicious and satisfying at that time.

"I want to eat gaga, I want to eat gaga."

He was already very greedy, and when he heard the word "eat", the little guy's eyes lit up.

"Hey, wait for me, Dad will cut some meat and roast it for you."

Zhang An chuckled, found a knife, cut off a small piece of the bacon hanging in front of him, then put it on a skewer and roasted it over the fire.

After a while, the meat on the skewers was roasted and sizzling, and the aroma was fragrant.

"Here, let's eat."

After it was cooked, Zhang An blew it to cool down before handing it to his son.

The little guy, who was already extremely greedy, was drooling even more now.

But after eating, the satisfied little guy immediately ran back home.

Because the meat is marinated with a lot of salt, if it is cut and not washed, it will taste very salty.

"Zhang An, the meat was so salty, how could you just cut it and give it to Qiqi to eat?"

After a while, as expected, Zhang An was blamed by his mother.

In the evening, the sky darkened and strong winds blew in the sky.

However, this gust of wind came and went quickly, and by the time dinner was over, the howling wind outside had subsided a lot.

Zhang An carried his son to the yard and found that small white, crystal particles were already floating in the sky.

Snowing!
As the saying goes, they may be late, but they will definitely not be absent.

The snow and ice that should have fallen half a month ago arrived today.

After a while, the snow particles falling from the sky gradually became larger visibly. At first, they were just like salt particles and could not be seen clearly unless you looked carefully.

But after just a short while, the snow sand that looked like salt particles had turned into hexagonal shapes.

Then, it turned into heavy snow like goose feathers, fluttering down from the sky. They were the only ones left in the entire world.

The snow came very quickly and heavily. I didn't know how long it had passed, but a layer of white snow had accumulated on the ground, the roofs, and the leaves that had not fallen.

The snow continued that night and the north wind was howling.

By the next morning, the snow had accumulated into a thick layer on the ground, and the scattered roofs of the village and the mountains in the distance were all covered with a layer of pure white silver.

At first glance, only the surface of the river is unaffected, still flowing quietly.

Yes, even the last severe snowstorm failed to freeze the rivers, so it is even more impossible this time.

At around ten o'clock in the morning, the heavy snow had stopped, with only a few flakes left floating in the air trying to make their presence felt.

"Stop, don't run!"

Not long after the snow stopped, a burst of laughter and shouting was heard outside.

There is no doubt that Li Yao and his group of naughty kids must have run away from home and are probably having fun in the snow.

Little Siqi, who had been obediently warming himself by the stove, immediately became nervous when he heard the noise.

Slide down from the chair and run outside.

"Stop, where are you going?"

Su Ying raised her head and glanced at the little guy.

It’s true, the majesty of a tigress is no joke.

Just like that, Xiao Siqi, who was running out, suddenly braked and stopped.

"Mom, I need to go to Maru."

The little guy didn't dare to disobey and could only stare at his mother by the stove and pray.

"What are you playing for? The snow is so deep, how can you get out if you run in?"

Su Ying ignored him. It snowed a lot last night. The snow in the yard was definitely half the height of the little guy. Without permission, and not daring to disobey, the little guy could only cover his mouth and sulk, then look at his grandparents, then look at his father, still wanting to go out and play with everyone.

"Okay, let him go out and play for a while when the snow stops. It still snows this heavily these days. If it stops snowing in the future, there will be no chance for him to play."

Looking at his son's big watery eyes, Zhang An finally spoke.

Others may not know, but he knows very well that many years later, it will no longer snow in many southern regions.

Although it still snows in my hometown, it won’t be too heavy, and it’s still unclear whether it can pile up.

So for this generation of little ones, when they grow up, it may be a luxury to watch a snowy scene, let alone having snowball fights and building snowmen.

After Zhang An finished speaking, he didn't care about Su Ying and just picked up his son and walked out.

"Hehehe, Daddy is the best."

At this moment, the little guy who had been pouting a second ago immediately smiled.

When they walked outside, they saw that it was indeed Li Yao and his group of naughty kids, divided into two groups, confronting each other from a distance.

If you throw a snowball at me, I will throw one back at you.

He also said that although they were young, they threw snowballs very accurately and basically hit people. Very few of them missed, probably because there were too many people.

When the little guy saw this scene, he started dancing and wanted to join in.

Zhang An didn't stop him and just put him on the ground.

But although he had a heart that wanted to play, he didn't have the ability to play.

As soon as he ran into the yard, he sank into the snow. After taking one or two steps, his little arms and legs could not be lifted up and he was trapped in the snow.

Zhang An thought his son was going to ask him for help, but to his surprise, the boy waved at the little tigers at the entrance of the pen.

When the big dogs saw their little master calling them, they immediately ran out of the circle.

The little guy, who was usually very skilled at riding a dog, turned over and climbed onto Xiaohu's back in an instant, letting Xiaohu and the others carry him out.

"Qiqi, come down and play."

The naughty kids who were playing enthusiastically outside stopped immediately when they saw Xiao Siqi coming, for fear that a snowball would hit the little guy.

After finding the organization, the little guy got off the tiger's back contentedly.

"Why, you don't want to play snowball fight anymore?"

Seeing that they had stopped, Zhang An followed them with a shovel in his hand. Don't get me wrong, he didn't intend to do anything bad.

"No more fighting. I'm tired. Do you want to build a snowman? Dad, let us help."

When Li Yao saw the shovel, he reacted immediately.

So, under the leadership of Zhang An, a group of children immediately took action.

It didn't take much time for them to roll over big snowballs.

Zhang An was still thinking about what kind of snowman to make. He was tired of the old round and fat ones.

When he turned around and saw the little tiger standing calmly beside his son, he decided to get a little tiger.

Ten minutes later, as his ruthless iron hands molded and squeezed the shape, a snowman dog as tall as Xiaohu stood on the side of the road.

"I know this, it must be Xiaohu."

As soon as the pile was piled up, the naughty kids immediately started talking.

You know what, Zhang An’s pile is quite similar.

"Uncle An, pile one more, pile one more."

After seeing the first big snowman dog, the naughty kids surrounded Zhang An and asked him to continue making the second one.

"Okay, we'll start building a few more right away, but you better keep an eye on them and don't let anyone destroy them."

It was still early and Zhang An was not in a hurry to go home, so he readily agreed to the naughty kids' request.

"Don't worry, Uncle An, we will not let anyone damage it. If anyone dares to destroy it, we will let Xiaohu bully him."

Upon hearing this, the naughty kids immediately patted their chests and promised.

As the saying goes, the first time is new, the second time is familiar. After stacking the first one, Zhang An felt the same way.

As big snowballs rolled over, one snowman dog after another appeared on the roadside.

In the end, it took two hours, and there were exactly ten snowman dogs in various shapes placed on the roadside.

Even the naughty kids were only willing to look at it with their eyes and were reluctant to touch it with their hands.

"Not bad, not bad. It looks quite like that."

Zhang An was very satisfied with his masterpiece. So many snowman dogs formed a beautiful landscape.

It’s a pity that they are made of snow. They will melt eventually. It would be nice if they could stay there forever.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ran remembered that he could take pictures. The snow might melt, but the pictures would not.

"Li Yao, you guys wait here, I'll get the camera and take some pictures for you."

So he told Li Yao and the others and ran back home to look for his camera.

"Come on, come on, stand still, I'll take a picture for you."

Zhang An brought out a camera, asked them to squat next to the snowman dogs, and started taking pictures continuously.

"Show me, show me."

After the photos were taken, everyone's attention shifted from the snowman dog to Zhang An's camera. They surrounded Zhang An to see the photos, and Zhang An impatiently flipped them out to show them.

"Wow, there are so many big dogs, Brother Zhang, did you guys pile these up?"

When the kids were having a great time, Yan Peifeng came over with Yan Qian.

Yan Qian, who was originally thin, was now wearing very thick clothes and looked almost like a ball.

He was wearing a woolen hat on his head with two furry balls of yarn hanging under his cheeks.

"Hey, nothing to do, just play with them for a while, and I'll take some pictures of them. Xixi, do you want to take some pictures too?"

Zhang An raised his camera towards Miss Xiaoyan and the woman and said.

"Okay, okay, I haven't taken any pictures yet."

When Yan Qian heard this, she immediately ran happily to the group of children.

In the past, she was tortured by the strange disease and had never taken any photos.

Now, after such a long period of conditioning, she has grown into a normal girl, and naturally all the shadows have been swept away.

"Okay, those who have taken photos should move aside."

Following Zhang An's order, the naughty kids immediately dispersed and copied out the place.

"Qiqi, auntie is here."

Yan Qian didn't go alone, but called Xiao Siqi to come over.

It has to be said that Ms. Mei’s genes are very strong. As her daughter, Yan Qian is now very photogenic.

(End of this chapter)