My 1995 Small Farm

   Chapter 137 One hundred and thirty-six Little Piggy?

  Chen Ling looked at the little devils, winked, and kept booing at him.

   They only wondered what they were doing. After all, these boys were very young. The oldest was Xiao Mori from Yuqiang's family, who was only four or five years old, and the stinky **** were still wearing open-crotch pants.

   What secrets can they have.

   didn't take it seriously, he smiled and said, "Secret? What secret? Wouldn't it be you little monkeys who harmed other people's cornfields and stole the sweet stick?"

   "We don't have it. Uncle and grandpa, you can come and have a look, but you can't tell others."

  Xiao Sen is still a little sneaky. He looked around and found that there was no one around, and then he waved to Chen Ling, and then a few people lightly got into the corn field.

   Now that the corn stalks are basically grown, Chen Ling glanced inside, but couldn't see what was inside, so he had to follow.

When I entered the depths of the corn field, this place was not far from the Temple of Earth, and there were many wild trees and shrubs. The terrain here is a bit high, it is a soil slope, no corn is grown, and there are several low graves among the sparse trees. In Wangzhuang, apart from the Chen and Wang families, there are several burial sites of other families.

At the signal of the little dolls, Chen Ling walked into the cemetery and quietly watched them tinkering, removing a pile of tattered bricks and tiles, lifting up the old grass mat, revealing a soil pit more than one meter deep , and then pointed to the contents of the pit to show him.

   This time, Chen Ling finally understood what the secret they were talking about, and was immediately stunned.

   "How did you catch these things?"

   "I'm not afraid of catching the little ones and provoking the old ones. Who will save you then?"

There was nothing else in the pit, just wild boars, there were seven or eight of them, not much bigger than small dogs, with dark-brown stripes extending from the neck to the buttocks, and when they saw people, they crowded into one. The group, humming and screaming uncontrollably.

   "Hey, don't be afraid, uncle, this is far away. If you keep Piggy here, the old wild boar will definitely not be able to find it."

   Komori smiled, and he was quite proud.

   "What's so far away? Where did you catch it?"

  Chen Ling asked.

Xiao Sen looked at Stinky Egg, then looked at the other little dolls, and said softly: "Uncle, this is a secret, we told you, don't tell Uncle Li Xian, this is our former Caught from the trap he set up at the foot of the mountain in two days..."

   "Good guy, you guys are really brave, you dare to pick up prey from your uncle Lixian's trap, aren't you afraid that Liu Nier will beat you up when he finds out?"

   When Chen Ling heard this, he couldn't hold back his joy.

   "Why are you afraid? This is what Liu Nier brought us to carry."

   Komori pouted and pointed to the dirt pit: "Is this the secret tunnel he dug with us?"

   "What? Secret tunnel?"

  Chen Ling frowned, unable to react for a while.

"Yeah, we have dug two tunnels in this pit. The old man can hide several people. Liu Nier often brings us here to play, and we have never been found. Keep Piggy here. Head, you can't get up, you can't run away at all."

   Following the direction Komori pointed, Chen Ling glanced at him and was immediately surprised.

   He found that there were really two openings at the bottom of the pit. These two openings were actually not small. The openings were covered with branches and reeds. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't notice them.

But after being surprised, I was a little dumbfounded, reached out and patted behind a few small heads: "You guys are really good, it's okay to hold the piglet in your uncle Lixian's pit, it's still in other people's cemetery. If you dig a tunnel, what if you dig someone's grave?"

  This one by one, it is designated as a tunnel battle. I have seen too many.

   "Don't worry, uncle, there are few graves here, so you can't find them."

   After talking to Chen Ling, Xiao Sen brought a bunch of little devils to hug the bricks and stones, and covered the pit again.

After   , they clapped their little hands one by one, wiped their snot at Chen Ling, hehe silly.

   "Uncle Fugui let's go."

   "Huh? It's gone? Piggy just left here?"

"It doesn't matter, I came here to feed the food before lunch, and there are food bowls in the tunnel. We are here to see them... Uncle Fugui, you must never tell other people."

   "That's right, my uncle wants to help us keep it a secret."

   The little dolls said with sullen faces, very serious.

   "Okay, okay, I'll keep it a secret for you, I'll just pretend I didn't see those wild boars today. Okay?"

  Chen Ling suppressed a smile and replied.

   "Hee hee hee, that's not true. We are willing to let uncle and grandpa know about it. If others know about it, they will definitely tell my parents."

   A group of little devils surrounded Chen Ling, and said with a wide-eyed smile.

   They have always been close to Chen Ling, and if there is anything they don't want to tell their parents, they will tell him.

  Chen Ling naturally knew this, so he asked them, "Did your little aunt follow you about catching your uncle Lixian's wild boar cub?"

"No."

  The little dolls shook their heads one after another: "I had lunch that day, and my aunt didn't come out to play, she said she wanted to pack a book cover at home."

"Oh…"

   Now Chen Ling knew which day they caught the little wild boar.

  No wonder, when he went to cut the reeds that day, he also saw Liu Nier with her head searching for things around the village.

   It turned out to be the catch of the wild boar.

   This leather monkey is really a fool.

   Even the things in Wang Lixian's trap dared to take people out to catch them, and even hid them secretly.

  I don't know what the kid was thinking in his head.

   "You caught the little wild boar, why don't you let your family help you sell it?"

  Chen Ling asked again.

"Can't sell it! Liu Ni'er said, these piglets are too small to sell for money. He plans to learn from you in the future, like your rabbits, raise them to have piglets, and wait for the piglets. When you grow up and regenerate, you can sell for a lot of money..."

   Komori kept shaking his head as he said, and the other little boys also agreed.

   "Yeah, Uncle Fugui, if I bring it home, my mother will definitely sell it for food."

   "Liu Ni'er thinks the same way, and Uncle Li Xian will definitely not let him raise him."

   Hearing their innocent words, Chen Ling almost laughed.

   Looking at their longing looks, it is estimated that these children have imagined that they can raise hundreds of wild boars in two years.

  …

   But when it comes to bringing wild boars home, they are not allowed to keep them at home, it is indeed the case.

  Although wild boars are particularly viable and have a firm skin, they can survive very well, but the villagers generally do not raise them.

  Because they are wild and difficult to tame, and when they are in estrus, they are more noisy than the roosters. When the big rams are in estrus, they are always jumping around. The wild boars in estrus are more harmful and easy to hurt people.

   It's useless even if you die.

   Wild boar eats a lot, but it grows slowly. It is very uneconomical to calculate this way.

   is far less worry-free than ordinary pigs, and it costs more to sell.

   But, these little dolls, it is absolutely impossible to raise little wild boars in that cemetery.

   It doesn’t mean that they can’t raise them well, or can they persevere.

   But this matter must not be concealed from adults.

   Liu Ni'er is okay to say, this boy is very skinny and has a lot of heart, and adults don't blush when they talk nonsense in front of him.

   Maybe he really fooled him for a while.

   But Liu Nier and the others go to the county town all day to go to school now, and there are only a few Komori left, so they are too young.

   The little doll has no certainty in his heart. When there is something interesting, he can't help but watch it. It's weird to be able to hide it from people.

   Walking out of the cornfield, Chen Ling told them to go back to play, but don't come over when it was dark, let them jump into the village, and ride the cow back home.

  …

   On August 19th, Chen Ling came back after sending Wang Zhenzhen. Wang Susu had washed the grinding plate with boiling water at home and dried it. The next step is to prepare the work before grinding.

  This grinding surface is not directly ground when the wheat is prepared, especially using a stone mill to grind the surface, not only to clean the wheat, but also to wash the wheat, moisten the wheat, and then grind the surface.

  After grinding the noodles, they have to pass through a sieve. Because the stone mill is pulled by animals or pushed by people, the speed is relatively slow, and the water cannot be completely drained, and finally it has to be dried.

   Otherwise, why does Wang Laishun think that he is in a hurry, he is just fooling around? Such complicated steps are not only laborious, but also inefficient, and it is too troublesome to go back and forth. For those who are accustomed to the convenience of machines, what is it?

   But Chen Ling doesn't care what others think.

   He enjoyed it and enjoyed himself.

He has long been bored of the fast-paced life in the future. Now he doesn't have to worry about food or clothing, and he doesn't have to worry about making a living. He just wants to do what he wants to do. Fireworks.

   Besides, although the noodles made in this way are not as white as those made by machines, they are more glutinous and fragrant.

   "Susu, you don't have to do it first, just teach me how to do it, I'm not very good at it."

  Chen Ling thought grinding noodles was fun when he was a child, and he could forget to eat when he saw it.

   But time has passed, he only remembers the steps now, but the specific method has long been blurred.

   "Don't worry, A Ling, you still have to wash the wheat first."

Wang Susu filled him with a bucket of wheat, and then filled a bucket for herself, poured them into wooden basins, and stirred them in circles with a fence. Use a hedge to empty the sieve to remove the remaining water, and then pour it on the mat and spread it out to dry.

   She gave Chen Ling a demonstration.

  Chen Ling's memories gradually became clearer.

  …

   The work of scouring wheat is not heavy, even a little baby can do it, but it can’t be rushed.

   After scouring one bucket, thoroughly clean the sand and soil at the bottom of the basin, and then scouring the next bucket until one set is finished, that is, about ten buckets, about a hundred pounds, enough to eat for a while.

   After spending a long time, after scouring the wheat, all the wheat was dried on the mat, and the young couple got together, each took a piece, and together they picked out the small stone seeds in the wheat on the mat.

  A mouse feces can ruin a pot of soup. If the stone seeds are not picked up cleanly, the ground teeth will be smashed, and people will not benefit from eating them.

   Therefore, you must be careful and not impatient.

While the two were talking, they carefully cleaned up the wheat. There was nothing to do at home recently. After tea and dinner, the two sat together to read and read newspapers, not in front of outsiders. Talking about strange stories, talking about new stories, these days have been more and more moisturizing.

  It was almost noon after finishing the wheat.

Wang Susu went to the kitchen to steam the rice, and Chen Ling moved the bamboo stool and sat beside the mat, flipping through the newspapers, guarding the wheat, lest chickens, ducks and birds come to make trouble, especially chickens, which are very bad, obviously all food, When I see it, it's like turning over the worms in the soil to eat. When I come up, I have to use my claws to plan it, and it's all over the place. I have to clean it up again at that time, and it's a waste of effort.

   "Susu, come here for a while, I'll go fetch two fish and come back."

   "Huh? Are we finished with the fish in our tank?"

   "I didn't finish it, it was too small to cook a dish."

   "Okay, then you can go."

   After talking to his daughter-in-law, Chen Ling found the net pocket and was walking out when he heard the sound of honking outside the door.

   At the same time, a female voice came: "Fugui, Susu, come out to move things soon..."

   (end of this chapter)