Salted Fish Dad, Passive Farming

Chapter 112 The puppy is born, Ji Ran's face is 'black', and the millet is harvested
There are no roads in the world, and those who walk... the dog walks a lot, and it becomes a road.

Gouzi walks through it like going to and from get off work every day, and the road leading to Qingxijian is forced out by him.

It's not easy to walk, and it's no longer difficult to walk.

When Ji Ran came to Qingxi Stream from Youranju, it was sunset.

Standing above the mountain stream.

Ji Ran looked at the orderly vegetable fields, rice fields, fruit trees, and gardens in the mountain stream.

Waterfalls flow down and streams gurgling.

The golden afterglow fell, and the whole stream was covered with a layer of dreamy color...

Ji Ran was in a trance while admiring the scene that looked like an exquisite paradise.

Deep in my heart, a feeling of envy that had not appeared for a long time arose spontaneously.

I sigh that Uncle Jiu is a person who has taste and knows how to enjoy life.

"Ha, it really happened!"

His eyes wandered, and he landed on the shed next to the thatched cottage, where Ji Ran saw the dog's daughter-in-law Maverick.

The winged tiger lay lazily and weakly on the ground, with four little puppies protruding under its belly.

Ji Ran smiled.

"Why didn't you see Wang Zai?"

Then look for the figure of his own dog.

Ji Ran looked for it in the stream.

Suddenly, at the entrance of the mountain stream, a vigorous figure flashed and quickly crossed the single-plank bridge on the 'moat'.

If not Wang Zai, what is he?
Ji Ran felt relieved when he saw Gouzi, but the next second, his entire face turned dark.

There is something in Gouzi's mouth, a big fat pheasant.

I saw the dog quickly passing through the orchard, over the ridge, and came to the hut.

A tall, burly and slightly stooped figure walked out of the room.

The dog's butt immediately danced like a yangko, and its tail waggled as if it was wound up. Forget about that diligent energy.

"Good job."

Uncle Jiu took the pheasant from the dog's mouth, touched the dog's head and praised it.

When we came to the shed, the water had already been boiled on the stove, and Uncle Jiu skillfully began to bathe the pheasants with boiling water...

Gouzi went to the dog mother and puppies to accompany them.

After walking two steps, Gouzi stopped, as if aware of it, he looked up at the cliff of the mountain stream.

The moment he saw Ji Ran, Gouzi's expression froze and his mouth twitched unnaturally.

Subconsciously, he ducked into a corner, thinking like an ostrich to avoid Ji Ran's sight.

Then I realized that I had been discovered, and there was no point in hiding.

He walked out again and greeted him with his tail wagging.

Uncle Jiu noticed something unusual about Wang Zai, followed him with his eyes, and soon saw Ji Ran.

He froze for a moment, then realized something, and looked at the four little milk dogs.

He frowned and urgently stopped bathing the chickens. He went over to get the puppies and their mother into the thatched house. As soon as the lock was locked, General Tie opened the door.

On the mountain stream, everything Uncle Jiu had done fell into Ji Ran's eyes, and his already dark face suddenly turned even darker.

What a fool, Uncle Jiu made it clear that he wanted to swallow four puppies all by himself, and he didn't want to give him any of them!
"I can't see it. Your hunting skills are not small. You can even catch anything flying in the sky. If I don't come today, I don't know how strong you are...I'll settle the score with you when I go back!"

Wang Zai had come to his side, and Ji Ran, who was in a rare depressed mood, slapped the dog's big buttocks.

Ji Ran never expected that Uncle Jiu would bring back even a pheasant for a stupid dog that had never carried a hair from the wild animal back home.

As soon as he came today, he bumped into this scene. One can imagine how many prey the silly dog ​​caught for Uncle Jiu on weekdays!

go down.

The dog felt guilty and followed him with his tail between his legs.

When Ji Ran entered the mountain stream, a sense of coolness swept over his body.

The temperature inside the mountain stream is much lower than outside, and the human body feels very uncomfortable.

"It's such a secluded magical place. Uncle Jiu's life is quite carefree."

Ji Ran sighed enviously.

"Uncle Jiu."

He smiled and greeted Uncle Jiu who was bathing the pheasant again.

"You came."

Last time I met Uncle Jiu who was hunting wild boars in the mountains. Uncle Jiu had a poker face and a cold and indifferent expression, as if Ji Ran owed him a lot of money.

At this moment, when Mao Mei came to visit him, Uncle Jiu couldn't say he was enthusiastic or disgusted.

"Didn't I come here just to see you?"

Ji Ran showed off the two grass carp he was holding.

The moment he saw the fish, Uncle Jiu's cloudy eyes flashed a light, and his throat moved up and down...

"Put it in that basin." Uncle Jiu pointed to a large wooden basin in the corner.

Ji Ran put the fish in as he said, and carrying a wooden barrel, went to fetch water from the pool under the waterfall, and poured it into the basin.

Facing this strange old man, Ji Ran had no choice but to keep his posture very low.

He squatted down opposite Uncle Jiu and handed over a cigarette, "Uncle Jiu, smoke... let's discuss something."

"I don't smoke."

Uncle Jiu shaved off the last few hairs of the pheasant, grabbed a handful of fir hair from a big snakeskin bag in a corner of the shed, and threw it into the wood-fired stove where the charcoal was still glowing.

The fir hairs quickly turned black, and there was a puff of blue smoke, and then a flame, and a flame.

Uncle Jiu skillfully burned the naked pheasant on the fire to burn off the fluff on the chicken, and glanced at Ji Ran, "If you want a son, don't talk about it."

I knew the old man would refuse without hesitation.

Ji Ran showed a wry smile, and said cautiously, "Well, for the sake of my Wang Zai catching wild animals for you..."

"Wang Zai enlarged the belly of my cub, making it unable to catch wild animals. If Wang Zai doesn't catch it, who will catch it?"

Uncle Jiu was confident, and when he was done, he said in a serious manner, "If I hadn't trained hard, Wang Zai would have been so good at hunting? Can he easily catch the one with wings? Tell me, should you pay the training fee for him?"

A rake?
Counterfeit?
Ji Ran choked completely.

Uncle Jiujiu's gangster logic seems quite reasonable.

I can't tell that this bad old man, who has lived in seclusion in the mountains all year round and is almost isolated from the world, still has such a strong thinking ability and such a sharp tongue.

Ji Ran didn't want to break up with him. According to the old man's character, once he was angered, there was a high probability that he would kick him out.

Resolutely confessed, "Well, you have to pay the tuition fee, so I'll let Wang Zai bring you some kindness...and today's two fish...in fact, they are also me. Sincere thoughts... After all, we are from the same village, and you hugged me when I was young, and played with me a lot."

They are playing the emotional card, and they are speaking the truth.

At that time, Ji Ran's father, Ji Zhonghou, and Uncle Jiu actually had a good relationship. After all, they were of the same age, similar in age, so they could be regarded as children.

The fir hair was burned quickly, and the fluff on the pheasant was also burned. Uncle Jiu held the chicken in his hand, stared at the direction of the village with his deep eyes, and was dazed.

Looking at Ji Ran after a while, he asked, "Whose cub are you?"

"My dad is Ji Zhonghou." Ji Ran said.

"Your father is Lao Zhong? Are you Xiao Ranzi?" Uncle Jiu's expression flashed with joy at hearing about his old friend.

"Well, I'm Ji Ran, Xiao Ranzi."

Uncle Jiu still remember me?Are you going to play?
Ji Ran was secretly happy.

Uncle Jiu asked, "Are your father and mother okay?"

Ji Ran half-babbling, "It's all good, my parents often mention you to me, and miss you living alone in this deep mountain forest, are you used to it..."

Uncle Jiu nodded, with a slight smile on his face, and walked towards the stream with the chicken.

Clean the stains on the chickens in the clear stream water.

Ji Ran followed, "Uncle Jiu, I quite like puppies. Look..."

This time, Uncle Jiu didn’t say “don’t even talk about it” like before, and asked instead, “How did you grow your corn? And how did you raise your grass carp?”

Ji Ran said sincerely, "It's all normal operations, what should I do, I really didn't lie to you old man."

Uncle Jiu stared into his eyes, seeing that he was not lying, so he didn't pursue this matter any longer.

Wash the chicken body and go back.

"Uncle Jiu, about the puppies, look..." Ji Ran followed in a desperate manner.

"Let's see how you behave." Uncle Jiu said calmly.

Ha, the bad old man finally let go.

Humans are not like grass and trees, and who can be ruthless? It seems that the emotional card is the most effective.

"Uncle Jiu, please rest. I'm the best at carving up chickens. And fish, that's my specialty. I'll cook the food tonight, so I'll have the shamelessness to indulge you."

Performance?Brother is also good at it.

For the sake of the pup, just show off, it doesn't matter.

Ji Ran put his heart down, lowered his posture, and was extremely courteous.

……

Everyone around Ji Ran is well-known for his cooking skills, especially for cooking meaty dishes.

For this dinner at Uncle Jiu's house, he used the 72 martial arts at the bottom of the box. He made a stir-fried pheasant with chili, boiled grass carp, and a vegetable.

"Not bad, not bad, I can't see that your kid cooks so well."

After tasting it, Uncle Jiu nodded in praise.

When he looked at Ji Ran again, his eyes softened a lot, "Such a good dish, why don't you drink some, why don't you drink some with uncle?"

"Okay." Ji Ran agreed happily.

Drinking Uncle Jiu's wine at Jiu Shu's house. If the villagers knew about this, the old drunkards would probably turn into rabbits with envy.

There is no electricity in Qingxijian, so two oil lamps with unknown vegetable oil are lit.

The lights were flickering, and an old man and a young man were eating and drinking in the shed. Ji Ran and Uncle Jiu were telling interesting things about the outside world. Uncle Jiu seemed to be indifferent but actually listened with open ears...

It's also pleasant.

After this pause, the relationship between the two became closer again.

"Xiao Ranzi, will you come tomorrow?"

When Ji Ran took Wang Zai back, Uncle Jiu was even a little reluctant to leave.Of course, the old man is mainly reluctant to part with Ji Ran's fish and Ji Ran's cooking skills.

"I'll be busy with some things during the day tomorrow. After I'm done, it's inconvenient for me to check the time." Ji Ran laughed.

Uncle Jiu lives alone in the mountains, seemingly carefree like a fairy, but in fact he is quite pitiful. Ji Ran thinks that if he has time in the future, he can come and accompany him more.

The key is that here, he has enough liquor control and can drink as much as he wants. This is probably the dream of all drunkards in the world.

Then, if he has the chance, he can secretly learn a few percent of his superb brewing skills, ahem...

……

Leave Qingxijian.

With a miner's lamp on, one person and one dog traveled through the starry night, shuttling through the quiet mountain forest.

Back to Youranju, do nothing first, just train the dog.

"You are a dog, you haven't even picked up a bird feather in your mouth, but in other people's homes you... If I hadn't come today, I wouldn't have known that you had become an expert hunter... I raised you so big in vain Already..."

Ji Ran grabbed the dog's ears and scolded him. Today, he was really speechless by the dog.

I worked so hard to make it grow up by peeing one after another, and all the elementary 'elf' cute pet cards were used on it, but it turned out like this...

It's like your son who has worked so hard to raise him, earns money for others, honors others, and secretly hides it from you.

Whoever experiences it knows the taste.

"Wow..."

Gouzi squatted in front of him, his eyebrows lowered and his attitude of admitting his mistake was excellent.

"Punish you to catch a wild animal every two days and come back! If you don't catch it, you will be locked up in a small dark room for a day, do you hear me?"

After the training, Ji Ran punished him.

"Wow..."

Gouzi nodded vigorously.

"Without my approval, you can't go anywhere!" Ji Ran ordered again.

"Wow woof woof..." The dog crazily rubbed against him, with pitiful eyes.

"This matter is non-negotiable! Go to bed honestly."

Ji Ran gave the dog a slap in the face.

The dog got into the kennel aggrievedly.

……

Flipping the sky is June 6th.

After Ji Ran woke up, he opened the door and left the house. The dog immediately came over and wagged its tail to please him.

One night passed, and Ji Ran's resentment towards him had completely dissipated.

Ji Ran rubbed the dog's head and said, "Go catch a big fat rabbit and come back, you can go and accompany your wife... just come back in the evening, let Diao Zai be on duty for a day today."

"Wang Wang..."

The dog happily accepted the order and left.

After making breakfast, the dog came back with a big gray rabbit in his mouth.

Ji Ran...

Suddenly there was an urge to beat the dog again. It was so easy to catch a rabbit, but he had never brought one back to the family before.

Just ask if you should hit me.

After breakfast, Ji Ran walked around the village and borrowed a few large bamboo mats from villagers' homes for drying crops.

Then he took the sickle and a load of dustpans and headed straight to the col.

Once past...

A large flock of sparrows flew out of the field.

Ji Ran gritted his teeth. He hadn't even had a taste of it yet, but these harmful things were getting ahead of him.

I really want to call Diao Zai over and kill them all.

Let’s not argue with them.

Ji Ran took off his shoes, went down to the field, grasped the stubble roots with his left hand, and swung the sickle with his right hand.

The knife cuts through the stubble.

Although Ji Ran has not harvested rice for several years, Ji Ran was once a good farmer, and the muscle memory accumulated from childhood is still there.

The left hand grabs the grain, the right hand draws out the knife, the knife is raised and dropped with one hand, simply and neatly...

The crops of seedlings were brought down and piled up into hands...

Ten minutes later, Ji Ran cut a load.

Pick it back, spread out the strip mat, and spread it out to dry.

"Diaozai, I give you a task. Watch the rice carefully and don't allow the chickens, ducks and geese to eat it...and the sparrows. If they come, kill one. Don't be polite to them!"

Ji Ran explained the sand sculpture.

Return to the col.

When I came back with another load, I saw a statue like a thousand-year-old sixth clinging to a tree from quite a distance.

At this time, a few sparrows landed and basked on the rice mats.

Before he had time to cook, Diao Zai rushed out like lightning.

The sparrows scattered in panic, but one of them was killed by the eagle's claws.

"Diaozhai did a great job. When I'm done, I'll be rewarded."

Ji Ran witnessed the whole process, and looked under the tree, there were already four or five little sparrows lying there, and he immediately laughed.

The hateful grain thief, one of the most hated by the farmer's uncle, should be killed.

In the past, I caressed the bird's head and praised it.

Go ahead and pick.

After harvesting more than ten loads in a row, the number of bird carcasses returned increased.

It was inevitable to praise the sand sculpture again, and even fulfilled the reward promise halfway through, with a grass carp.

After receiving the reward, Diao Zai became more dedicated to his duties.

Ji Ran put all the harvested rice in the sun.

These seasons are used to make grain seeds, first dried, and then threshed in the most primitive way.

Then Ji Ran went home again.

I took apart the rice thresher at home and took it to the field in two batches, along with the basket.

Reassemble the rice thresher.

Then cut the stubble, and then manually step on the rice threshing machine to perform threshing operations.

"Wu~wu~wu~"

The sound of the rapid rotation of the threshing roller heart of the rice thresher spread throughout the village.

For old farmers, this is the most beautiful harvest march.

For a whole day, Ji Ran was busy, and finally harvested all the rice.

And spread it all out.

I went home for dinner and made something to eat, braised big fat wild rabbits in soy sauce, fried small sparrows...the family had a great time eating.

……

After the millet is taken back, the next step is to dry it in the sun, and remove the grains after threshing. After the sun is enough, it will pass through the windmill to separate the strong and shriveled grains.

Manual threshing of unthreshed cereal grains reserved...

Ji Ran is doing these things leisurely like other things.

As for the job of guarding Guzi, Diao Zai is there, Ji Ran is very relieved,
The silly sparrows couldn't resist the temptation in front of the millet produced by the system, and kept going one after another.

Ji Ran's family eats differently every day, almost getting tired of eating.

For the next few days, Ji Ran carried the grass carp to the Qingxi stream every day in his spare time, running as diligently as Wang Zai.

During the weekend, Ji Ran took her daughter there twice.

The small mouth of the bean curd is very sweet, and one mouthful of Grandpa Jiu makes Uncle Jiu's heart melt. He especially likes the bean curd.

In the blink of an eye, the day agreed with Li Wei came.

Ji Ran didn't let him come to Leisurely Residence, he packed a basket of millet in a basket, and took Ru Hua to the town...

(End of this chapter)