Mountain Village Peach Blossom Spring

Chapter 44 Another Picture Scroll

When I went to the chicken farm, Zhang Xiang was having a headache. He Yunpu used a tractor to pull bricks and cement to Jinshatan every day. Now he is the only one here, but those chickens that lay eggs don’t make people worry, they always like to drill into the grass , How can a person have so much effort to pick up eggs?

Fortunately, He Yunyang not only came here by himself, but also brought a few egg-pickers, plus the nimble Gouwazi, so he doesn't have to work so hard now!

On the way, Xia Guangyi made Gouwazi feel inferior. He was not much older than himself, but he knew so many things, and he spoke foreign languages ​​so smoothly that he couldn't understand them at all.

But when he arrived at the chicken farm, Gouwazi felt proud when he saw Xia Guangyi's startled expression. The people in the city are really pitiful. They have never seen so many native chickens. Seeing the bugs in the grass, he yelled and screamed, as if he had never seen the world.

This time the two were finally evened out, and the two children quickly crawled on the grass looking for the eggs hidden in the grass!

There are white clouds in the sky, and the sun is already hot. He Yunyang is wearing a felt hat, looking at the green grass and lush ground, he feels very relaxed in his heart. It is good if someone comes, which shows that his plan is still feasible!
Outside the lawn fence, Qiaoer was holding a long bamboo pole in one hand and a thick book in the other. She was terrified yesterday on the hillside of the elementary school, and today she drove the sheep straight away. Go outside the chicken farm, where there are many people and the sun is big, so I won’t be afraid in my heart. When I have spare time, I can find a shady place to read a book!

"Brother Zhang Xiang, let me pick up the eggs for you!"

The hens in the chicken farm have already started to lay eggs, and the chicken coops are full of eggs. Zhang Xiang has to collect the eggs early in the morning and put them in a cardboard box. This is not difficult, but Can't stand the quantity!

There are four to five thousand hens in this chicken farm, and there are at least 1000 hens that can lay eggs, and this number is still increasing, so Zhang Xiang has a lot of things to do, and he can't be as leisurely as before!
"Yunyang, look at there are thousands of eggs again today. Do you want to send these to the primary school to hatch? I'll see if you sell some of them when the price of eggs rises?"

He Yunyang was also helping to clean up those eggs. He smiled slightly when he heard Zhang Xiang's words. The three people who came today were the first batch of customers who were looking for eggs all over the mountain. Hatching eggs is no problem!
"It's okay, if there is no one who is too busy, let me know!"

It was almost noon, each of Xia Wenxin's family came down the mountain with a basket of eggs on their backs. Counting the results of their labor, they all had good results. The one with the most picked up more than seventy eggs. Picked up more than 50 with help!

At noon, Second Aunt Wang prepared a table of farm dishes, all of which were water spinach and amaranth, as well as cowpeas and cucumbers, plus some bacon and chicken. Xia Wenxin and the others ran all morning, sweating and then left With so many roads, my stomach is already hungry.

At this time, even if it is pig food placed in front of them, they will feel the fragrance, not to mention that it is fried in a farmhouse's earthen stove. The authentic food, the room is filled with the smell of food, making people drool uncontrollably. Especially the white rice, people always feel that they can't eat enough.

Even if the stomach is already full, but there is still a desire to eat, this is the current situation of Xia Wenxin's family.It wasn't until they couldn't move by touching their stomachs that they exclaimed: "This farm food tastes so good!"

In the afternoon, Xia Wenxin found a fishing rod and took his wife and children to fish in the pond. In the morning, when he met that son of a bitch, he drove a few sheep to graze by the pond and watched them dig earthworms to find bait. , I caught a few grasshoppers and bugs in the grass, hung them on the hooks, and taught them to catch white fish!

He Yunyang released Lala, and registered the people who wanted to borrow sheep from him in the past few days. When there were more sheep in the picture scroll, he would use the goats he bought from outside as an excuse, so that he could borrow sheep from him. I lent them sheep!

At this time, a guest came to the village, but he was an uncle of Hong Dayong. He is not young and is a five-guarantee household in the village. Dayong took this uncle back and stayed at home for a day or two!

The bay is not big, so He Yunyang soon saw the hunched old man, with cloudy eyes, barely holding a cane, and staggering in the village, maybe in the old man's heart, this time coming back will be the last time , and then look at the small village in memory, maybe you will never see it again.

The old man He Yunyang had some impressions, he staggered to the rented house of Chen Gaoming, and waved to He Yunyang at the side, motioning for him to come in and talk!
"Who lives here in Big Brother's house?"

Although the old man was old, his mind was still very clear. Although his words were vague, He Yunyang could understand him. Looking at Xu Weidong who was cultivating a vegetable garden in the yard, he hurriedly explained to the old man.

The elder brother that the old man said was the original owner of this house, the original Secretary Hong. He Yunyang sighed when he thought about the news that Grandpa Hong had passed away when he went to the county town last time.

"Brother always wanted to come back to visit, but the nursing home was inconvenient. He couldn't go home even once before he left..." the old man walked under the window of the old house, stroking the old man with his hands. Looking at the dilapidated walls, the surface of the red bricks began to weather under the wind and sun.

He Yunyang was originally helping Xu Weidong sowing rapeseed in the yard, but when he heard Lao Li talking to himself, he was stunned. Since he went to find Secretary Hong's son, he had no hope for the Hong family. The words of the old man moved my heart.

From what the old man said, Secretary Hong lived in a nursing home before his death. I had never heard his son mention this, and the old man was also in a nursing home. Maybe he would know something that interested him.

Moved a chair for the old man and asked him to sit down in the yard, and then brought some tea and fruits, He Yunyang and the old man chatted in the yard.Sure enough, the original Secretary Hong and this old man lived in the same room in the nursing home, and died after living there for two years.

Old secretary Hong's memory is very good, even though he was almost a hundred years old when he died, but he can still remember many things when he was young, and he will talk about it many years later!

He Yunyang talked round and round for a long time, and asked about a painting that Old Secretary Hong bought many years ago. Fortunately, the old man tilted his head and thought for a long time before he nodded.

"I remember my elder brother talking about it when he was talking to himself! There is indeed a nave painting in his house, and it has been hanging in this house for more than ten years, but it seems that it was stolen at last!"

"...It seems that someone stole it overnight! Then it disappeared. Anyway, it was a worthless thing. When the elder brother was bored, he would take it out and read a few words. None of his sons returned it. Things, worthless, that painting is worthless..."

Xu Weidong on the other side didn't know how He Yunyang could be patient, listening to the old man rambling on some incomprehensible words, but it seemed that he was talking about a painting, could it be a valuable ancient painting?

Sweat began to come out of He Yunyang's head, the Zhongtang painting that was stolen?Is it the same as what happened to me?Grandpa and Grandpa Hong both bought a painting at that time, and after my painting disappeared inexplicably, it was under my control!
Are there two identical paintings in the world?He Yunyang couldn't be sure, the picture scrolls that the two of them bought together seemed to have been inexplicably stolen, wouldn't it arouse suspicion?

"Do you remember what that painting looked like?"

The palms of his hands were sweating, and the sudden information made him feel dizzy.

(End of this chapter)