My 1995 Small Farm

Chapter 630 Family Lights

“Hey, no matter what you say, brother, I think this must be the secret to training hunting dogs!”

Although they heard that the tone of Chen Ling and the others was wrong, they still believed what they saw with their own eyes.

The puppy's ferocious attitude of biting the wild boar meat after being filled with blood cannot be faked.

“Yes, it must be, we will also learn about dog training in the future.”

These bosses rubbed their hands excitedly one by one, feeling that they had discovered a great secret, and couldn't wait to pick out their own puppies with this enthusiasm.

Now these little fat dogs, because Wang Lipian was training the little yellow dog with fresh wild boar blood and meat, were sniffing the smell of blood and meat one by one. They were extremely restless, lively and excited, and kept spinning around the big wooden basin. There are wagging tails and milky barks.

Others wanted to fight with the little yellow dogs for wild boar meat. After being pulled away by Chen Ling and Wang Lixian, they still struggled to push forward again with their plump little bodies.

Every one of them is very cute in appearance, and there is no one who is not cute.

It has been dazzling these people.

And they are very satisfied with each one they look at. Every dog ​​has its own merits, and there is no need for anyone to compete with others.

  They don’t understand the skills of ‘dog-looking’ anyway.

 Just looking around, I feel quite satisfied.

They were getting lively here, and Chen Ling went into the mountains without accompanying them. It was getting late, and he had to go back quickly to prepare lunch.

Zhou Weijun and Zhao Tianba followed him back, saying that they had bought two local roast chickens and some yellow beef when they came here. If Chen Ling wanted to eat, they would put them on the table. If not, they would put them in his small bowl. In the water tower.

 After visiting Chen Ling and his friends several times.

Other than the food from Chen Ling’s family, they are also greedy for these two famous foods in the city.

Even Chen Ling sometimes brings these two things to his home so that his family can try something new.

Of course.

What Zhou Weijun is talking about now is what he brought to Chen Ling's family. They themselves had already eaten in the city.

He also said that it was fortunate that the car was repaired quickly this time, otherwise the delay would have been too long, and the roast chicken and beef would not have been brought over, and would have ended up in the stomachs of the two of them.

After hearing this, Chen Ling just laughed and said that there was a lot of venison stewed at home. There was still leftover stew yesterday. Today, two more big pots were stewed. They stewed it in the morning. At this time, needless to say, Gao Xiulan, Liang Hongyu and the others The meat has been stewed long ago and taken out.

I guess no one has the appetite to eat this beef when I bring it here.

 Then he divided the beef among the children.

 Let them play.

Then they went to the kitchen to get two pieces of hot venison. They had traveled a long way, so they first ate two pieces of meat to pad their bellies.

 “Well, well, it’s delicious. It’s better to come to your place. It’s just like going home.”

“Let me tell you, Ha Fugui, Lao Zhao and I had already heard about what happened during the National Day days when we rushed to the city. Your ability is a bit scary.

It was published in the city’s newspapers, and what was it for? I heard it was even going to be featured on CCTV.

 At that time, more people will know.

 You who often go out and walk around with your children should be a little more careful sometimes. "

Zhou Weijun and Chen Ling met as good friends, which was very different from the gang outside.

 When he came home, he spoke with concern.

 Tactfully reminded Chen Ling that he was a little pushy.

Yeah, there's nothing wrong in the countryside. The dogs here in Chen Ling are powerful and clever. Anyone who wants to cause harm will be spotted.

But I can’t help but often ride around with my children on horses and hawks.

How can you be on guard if you run far away?

This makes sense.

 Chen Ling's incident when he came back and was followed in the car has proved that there are really many brave people.

 Chen Ling nodded repeatedly and said he would pay attention to what the two said, and he usually did not leave the village.

 When friends meet, they naturally don’t just talk about this.

After briefly chatting about the current situation, we started to brag about everything, and my mood became more relaxed.

 When it came to excitement, Zhou Weijun didn't even bother to visit Chen Ling's fish tank.

 Chen Ling was busy cleaning mushrooms and bamboo rats around the kitchen. They also helped clean up this and that, talking non-stop.

Wait until the food is almost ready.

Chen Ling suddenly thought about Chen Xiaoer and Wu Fei's two sons.

He told Zhou Weijun that the two of them were also his pen pals.

 Let’s see if you’re free at noon, and we’ll have dinner together then.

These pen pals were originally contacted by Chen Ling randomly when he was bored. Although the ones he keeps in touch with now are all good to him, he doesn't know if the pen pals know each other, and he doesn't dare to say that they will definitely become friends after meeting each other. Can get along with each other.

Especially Chen Xiaoer’s temper.

 It's okay to be an acquaintance, we all understand him, but it's too difficult for him to meet a stranger.

Unexpectedly, when Chen Ling grilled the bamboo rat and called them, the two guys agreed immediately.

Chen Xiaoer also said that he had heard about Zhou Weijun from Zhao Yubao and others a long time ago. Lao Zhou was a foodie. He once ate persimmons from Wang Jusheng's family until his stomach hurt so much that he couldn't stand up straight. The pain was so bad that he still had... Feeling pain, I hummed a nondescript limerick.

 After hearing about this, Chen Xiaoer had long wanted to meet him. The reason was that he had also made such a joke once. At that time, Zhao Yubao read Zhou Weijun's doggerel to tease him, so he was particularly impressed.

 Zhou Weijun, an old boy, is also a sultry coward, and he has a more literary spirit than Liang Yuemin, and he is not in the same direction as Liang Yuemin.

　　It is an approach that has its own melancholy and pretentious tone.

 Speaking of wisecracks one after another.

As a performer in sketches, Chen Xiaoer has a lot of crooked words in his mouth. Naturally, the two of them fell in love with each other as soon as they met.

This makes Wu Fei and his wife seem honest.

 They have recently become teachers in the village primary school, and their temperament does appear to be quite serious.

While chatting with each other, Chen Xiaoer followed Zhou Weijun to grill bamboo rats.

Wu Fei and his wife came to clean up the tables, chairs and benches. There were guests at noon, so these things had to be wiped clean.

“Second Brother, I have been talking about cooking your famous Chen’s Vinegar Braised Noodles before, and you have to push me to eat them. There are a lot of people coming today, do you have to show off your skills to everyone?”

“Tch, Fugui, you are the worst kid.” Chen Xiaoer glared and bald his head, “Don’t think I don’t know, you just don’t want to entertain the group of people outside, so you dragged me to be your cook and wanted me to be a strong man...

 Haha, you’re the one who treats people with noodles. "

　　What he said about sending people was dispatching the bosses outside.

 This is really a misunderstanding of Chen Ling.

Although Chen Ling really didn't want to eat and drink with this group of people, they came all the way to buy a dog and spent a lot of money. As the host, he should treat him with a meal.

But Chen Xiaoer is really tired of dealing with so many people in the business world.

He is particularly tired of the hypocritical socializing of fair and meat.

Chen Ling understood him and didn't say much. He just said: "Your Chen's vinegar-braised noodles are not ordinary noodles. Let alone entertaining guests, we also want to eat them. Lao Zhou and Lao Zhao, do you want to eat them?" ?”

 Zhou Weijun and Zhao Tianba raised their hands like primary school students: "Of course I want to eat it. Teacher Chen, please show me your hand."

Not far away, Wu Fei also interrupted with a smile: "I think Fugui doesn't want to use you as a coolie to cook. He wants to steal his skills. You have to be careful."

Hearing this, Chen Xiaoer immediately showed a defensive expression on his face: "Let me tell you, it turns out that I want to steal my master, so I have to be more careful."

 He said he should be careful.

 But actually when he was busy preparing the ingredients and starting to make the unique "braised" vinegar braised noodles.

But he was mumbling seriously: "My Chen's Vinegar Braised Noodles are really hard for most people to eat. Look, I have to put so much coriander.

  Usually, when a family eats, they have to put half a sink in it.

　　To entertain so many people today, tsk, with just this amount of coriander, a large number of people will have to be scared away.

　　　Hiss, I’m going to be good, your coriander has a very strong taste.

That kid who wants to steal his skills, watch out. When the oil is hot, throw in the peppercorns.

These peppercorns have to be fished out when they are fried and fragrant. My dear, your peppercorns are also really fragrant. Is it so good if it is picked fresh on the mountain?

 Come on, minced ginger, shredded green onions, and dried chilies are also put into the pot one by one to stir-fry them to bring out the flavor.

 After finishing it, put the full diced meat into the pot, add rice wine, aged vinegar, light soy sauce, and two spoons of sugar.

 Hey, watch carefully.

This vinegar is two to one with light soy sauce.

 Vinegar braised noodles are mainly made of vinegar, don’t say I’m hiding it.

　　Okay, let's bring it to a boil. This big pot of coriander has to be poured into the pot.

 …

Your stove burns really fast. In my house, it will have to simmer for a while. Okay, that’s it. You need to quickly put a handful of minced garlic in before taking it out of the pot. ”    …

Chen Xiaoer was busy on the small stove in the kitchen.

Zhou Weijun was roasting bamboo rats over the fire pit without any delay.

Lao Zhou said that he had no intention of stealing from his master. Since the large and small pots in the kitchen were all occupied, he found a hanging pot, placed it on a fire pit, and then started using the ingredients and condiments prepared by Chen Ling. The dish of stewed bamboo rat with mountain mushrooms was meticulously completed.

 Chen Ling just explained how to do it, everything is ready, and the steps are simple, so you don’t have to worry about not doing it well.

Moreover, this kind of delicacies from the mountains and wild game are meant to be eaten in their original flavor.

 Bamboo rat with mountain mushroom.

Hiss, this is so delicious just thinking about it.

However, the hanging pot over here has just been boiled and simmered.

 A strong and strange aroma wafted out of the kitchen.

 There is a sour aroma of boiled vinegar, but after sniffing it carefully, it is a complex and strong aroma.

 It has a spicy, meaty aroma... it penetrates your nose all at once.

　　It makes people have the urge to sneeze.

"Fugui, what are you doing? The smell is so weird, we all smelled it from the front."

 Qin Yueru led Ruirui and Xiao Lizi over, and Liang Hongyu followed with the children's small kettles.

“Hahaha, this is not made by me, it is the masterpiece of our teacher Chen, Chen’s Vinegar Braised Noodles.”

Chen Ling pointed at the bald figure wearing an apron in front of the stove: "Don't Sister Yueru like to eat sour food, and also like to eat coriander? You are in a lucky position today. Teacher Chen usually doesn't take action easily."

As soon as mother and daughter heard about Teacher Chen, they knew it was Chen Xiaoer who Chen Ling had mentioned a long time ago.

 Immediately came forward to say hello.

I’ve seen it on TV a long time ago, but this is the first time I’ve seen it in real life.

They feel very proud that such a famous person is willing to go to the countryside to settle down because he is Chen Ling's pen pal.

 Think about it again, Zhao Yubao and Old Man Zhong.

 Many of them came here because of Chen Ling, and they were very happy.

This is more money than Chen Ling made from doing business, and it makes them happy.

As the two women were talking, Rui Rui and their three children couldn't wait to start circling around the vinegar braised noodles and bamboo rat pot.

At this moment, the bosses also came over noisily.

Upon seeing this, Qin Yueru, the silly elder sister, said quickly: "Yeah, I forgot about the food as soon as I saw it. I was just about to tell Fugui that they had finished picking out the puppies and were looking at the fish tank in front..."

“Haha, brother, you have too many good things here. How did you make that fish tank? It’s so beautiful. Design one for us and improve the feng shui for us.”

 “Good guy, I don’t have the ability to use a fish tank to change Feng Shui…”

 Chen Ling was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "It's getting late, it's already noon, you can come over for dinner after you have picked out the puppy.

But today’s lunch is relatively simple. It’s just farm food and no food or wine, so the brothers can just make do with it. "

 Chen Ling is still very polite when entertaining such guests at his own home.

There are not many young people among these bosses. Most of them are over forty years old. They have experienced all the hardships that should be experienced at this age. In fact, they don’t care about anything.

They all said politely that they like to eat farm food, which is what they never get tired of.

 As a result, everyone washed their hands and stopped talking when they came to see them.

After being stunned for a long time, someone finally spoke: "Brother, I'm not telling you, you're really a bit too much. You've already got this meal, how can you still call it a make do?"

This reaction directly made Chen Xiaoer laugh.

 He originally didn’t like this group of people, but now he finds them interesting.

 “Eh, no, you, you are...”

Well, he couldn't help but laugh because he was recognized directly.

 Then you will know.

Hello guys, celebrities who often attend the Spring Festival Gala are here to make lunch for us. Even if it’s just a bowl of gruel, it’s still a great treat, isn’t it?

Tsk, Brother Chen is so good.

 Get such celebrities to be cooks.

Then Chen’s Vinegar Braised Noodles was the first to appear.

 For the few who can't tolerate sour taste and coriander, this is inedible.

 But for those who can accept it, it is really a surprise.

　　means that a dish made with so much vinegar and coriander has never tasted so delicious. It’s all eaten in big mouthfuls.

 And those who can’t eat coriander are not not eating good things.

After each person picked a large bowl of Chen Ling's hand-made noodles, he used a ladle to scoop out the fragrant, reddish-flavored venison, cover the noodles, and pour hot broth over them.

That guy is so fragrant, let alone him.

 After finishing the venison noodles, let’s have another roasted bamboo rat.

 After finishing these, drink half a bowl of bamboo rat and mountain mushroom soup.

This meal was so delicious that everyone’s belly was almost bursting, and they were a little reluctant to put down their bowls and chopsticks.

 Have lunch and rested for a while.

This group of people did not leave immediately after picking out the puppies. Instead, they went for a walk in the mountains with the villagers picking wild fruits in the village. Several people from the Journey to the West crew were also there.

“This group of people is actually pretty good. I heard from Lao Wu that some people want to donate money to the village to replace tables and chairs.”

 After everyone left, Chen Xiaoer changed his mind a little bit.

 Chen Ling curled his lips inwardly, thinking that you don't know how cruel and vicious these people are, but he agreed with his words. After all, it is a good thing that he is willing to contribute to the children's education.

 It was inconvenient for him to do this by himself, and it would easily lead to conflicts between rice and rice, so he never asked for trouble.

 Chen Xiaoer fed pigeons in his village for a while, caught bugs with Wu Fei for a while, and then went back to take a nap with his wife and children.

 In this season, it gets really dark early.

Since the wind blows in autumn, there are large areas of dead branches and leaves. In the afternoon, Chen Ling tidied up the stalls in the orchard and loaded the corn onto the tractor in preparation for delivering the public grain tomorrow.

He worked very quickly, but when he got busy with everything, he worked until dark.

Recently, my second uncle, Wang Qingzhong, ran back to the mountains of Fenglei Town.

This time I went to the city with Chen Ling. I made some quick money and was greatly stimulated. I needed to go back to my hometown to calm down for a while.

Not to mention him, Wang Jusheng couldn't suppress his excitement. When he got home, he went to the sweet potato field to pick two ditches of sweet potatoes. When he got home tired, he kept peeling peanuts and eating melon seeds. He didn't dare to stop with his hands and mouth, and there was no thought in his mind. Dare to think of something else.

 Afraid of letting others know how much they and Chen Ling earned in the city.

 The two of them are poor and rich at the same time, and they are honest and responsible people. It is difficult to calm down after making a little money.

So Chen Ling had to do some physical work these days, and there was no one at home to help. In the afternoon, Chen Xiaoer woke up and Wang Cunye helped Chen Ling hold up his bag so that Chen Ling could put corn in the bag.

There is no way, the two of them are not people who can do farm work, so they cannot share the burden with Chen Ling.

 Having been busy all afternoon, Gao Xiulan cooked pimple soup and steamed corn pancakes in the evening.

 The family is really living a simple life.

Just eating pickles and rice, Ruirui still eats dishonestly. Now that Wang Susu is not out of confinement, she doesn't care about him. Plus the little fat man and little Lizi are here, so there is no time to settle down.

Finally, I feel at peace. When the little fat guy is acting weird, the brat can laugh even when he takes a sip of soup. Little Lizi is also laughing and joking.

 What a good little girl, she will be like this in a few days.

 Chen Ling had dinner with his wife in the upstairs bedroom and came down with the bowls and chopsticks. When he saw this scene, he smiled helplessly.

Next to him, Wang Zhenzhen was quiet. He was whispering to Qin Yueru, telling her that he and others were not going to hunt monkeys tomorrow, but were going to dig mouse holes in the fields. Qin Yueru had done this the first time he came to the village, and his memory was the most profound. , also very interested.

Wang Zhenzhen told her: There was food in the field mouse hole. If you dug it out, you could feed the chickens and ducks to her own birds, otherwise Chen Ling would let her go.

The two old ladies Gao Xiulan and Liang Hongyu circled around the three children, and then chased Ruirui to feed them, which was a busy job.

As for the father-in-law, he had eaten early and the puppies were going to be sold. The old man couldn’t bear to part with them, so he took the leftovers to feed and squatted there to pet them one by one.

 Chen Ling put down the bowls and chopsticks and ignored the noisy brat. He turned and went upstairs to the desk in the bedroom to write letters to other pen pals. After he finished writing, he took out the reply from International Animal Husbandry Magazine and read it over and over again, thinking about how to write a reply.

It’s not time for Kang Lele to make trouble yet. Wang Susu is leaning on the bedside knitting this year’s new sweaters, his, Ruirui’s, and her parents’.

Listening to the shouting and laughing of the dolls outside, under the lamp, he felt peaceful in his heart. Unconsciously, he had a flash of inspiration and slowly began to write.

 (End of this chapter)