My 1995 Small Farm

While muttering in his heart, his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of Liang Yuemin taking the three largest cards with the word "Fu" at once.

Not even a pick.

Chen Ling suddenly had an idea, the big money is around us, let's learn from the big money's behavior today.

"The two you picked are very good. Take them both. Even if you can't finish them, you can still give them to others."

"That's right. I don't know what's going on with the couplets at my second sister-in-law's house. I'll give them to them if I can't finish them."

Wang Susu was also confused, because she felt that these two couplets were very good and suited her well.

Since I really can’t choose, I won’t choose anymore and want them all.

Besides, Chen Xiaoer just moved here this year, but his father was hospitalized and his health was always not good, so he went back to Beigan.

Chen Ling came back when he was serving wine to the two little kids at home.

Later, he took his wife and children away.

Otherwise, if his family's Da Xu had been playing with Rui Rui all day long, he would have been crying and wanting to follow him this time.

I picked out the couplets and the character "福" and paid the money.

The whole family followed the crowd and continued shopping.

As more and more stalls were visited, everyone had more and more things in their hands.

Everyone dragged a big bag full of food and fun.

"Let's go, there are fewer people at the food stalls, let's go eat!"

Chen Ling had good eyesight. He glanced at the food stalls and invited everyone to eat.

The dolls are not very hungry yet.

The adults are all a little hungry.

The main reason is that I have been shopping too much, kept walking, consumed too much energy, and even eating small snacks did not stop me from being hungry. Now I smell the aroma of meat and I am greedy.

"I don't think I'll be full if I eat too much, but I just feel like eating."

Qin Yueru patted her stomach with one hand and said.

Women are different from men in that they can resist eating too many snacks.

You can't eat much meat like this.

"I think so too, but the lamb stewed in the firewood pot looks delicious."

Liu Yinhuan also said: "We eat well with Fugui every day. We just had soup last night. Today I couldn't walk when I saw the mutton. I feel sorry for Fugui!"

"Eat when you're hungry. Why don't you apologize to me? Let's go and have dinner."

Chen Ling immediately heard the laughter, carried the two children on his shoulders, and headed towards the mutton stall first.

The local wood-fired pot stewed lamb uses goat meat.

Again, Chen Ling has heard too many people say that goat meat tastes better than sheep meat, but he has never tasted the fishy smell.

But someone else said that goat meat is more tender than sheep meat, and he fully agreed.

Especially their local goat meat, there are many mountains, these sheep jump up and down, the meat quality will only be better.

Fired with firewood and stewed in a large pot, the pot of mutton that comes out of the pot is not comparable to ordinary meat.

This was what Chen Ling was most greedy for when he was in school.

If it is paired with a bowl of glutinous rice soup, the mutton soup glutinous rice noodles are baked in front of you, Wang Zuxian will not even look at it twice when he passes by.

"It does smell good, but why does it look different from our mutton? On the contrary, it has the same color as dog meat?"

Liang Yuemin walked up to it, smelled the aroma, and took two deep breaths, but when he saw the red-colored mutton and mutton soup in the pot, he couldn't help but have some doubts.

"Of course the mutton on the stalls outside is made differently from the mutton at home."

Chen Ling smiled and said: "At home, I usually make mutton stew, and the mutton soup is also whiter...

The ones outside are usually braised in braised sauce. If you say the color resembles dog meat, you're right. "

The five-spice dog meat sold on the street is braised in braised sauce, and the stewing time is not short.

It's almost the same color as this mutton.

"Here, everyone, sit down and wait for me to bring you some clean new bowls."

The owner of the mutton stall, who often sells beef soup in the county, smiled and nodded when he saw Chen Ling.

Chen Ling often passes by here to buy things and eat, so people naturally know him.

His stall usually serves beef soup.

At temple fairs or particularly large gatherings, like now, a whole sheep will be killed and stewed in a firewood pot.

Unlike Huangni Town, where there are many factories, mutton cauldrons are common.

"There are a lot of people today, so I'll cut some for you to try..."

The boss was very enthusiastic when he saw Chen Ling. He took out a clean plate, took out a piece of mutton with a little skin, chopped it with a knife, and handed it over.

Chen Ling took it and let Liang Yuemin and others taste it.

The boss added: "Mutton is a bit expensive this year. Pork costs more than six yuan, and mutton has also increased to more than eight yuan."

"Okay, okay, is it expensive? It's okay. I'm here to eat. When it's time to eat, I'll fill my stomach first...

Remember to cut more sheep intestines and cheeks, and add more sheep guns and sheep treasures to my brother’s bowl. "

Chen Ling pointed at Liang Yuemin and said.

"Eh???"

Liang Yuemin tasted two pieces of mutton and was still immersed in the smell of the meat. His eyes widened when he heard Chen Ling's words.

"I'll patch it up for you. When I brought you back, you didn't know how haggard your face looked."

Chen Ling patted him on the shoulder.

"I'm just tired. My body is fine and I'm very strong."

Liang Yuemin hurriedly retorted.

Liu Yinhuan next to her suddenly blushed, and quickly pulled Wang Susu and the others away to go to the toilet.

Men and women of this era are indeed not that open-minded.

Qin Yueru, on the other hand, grinned carelessly beside him, grabbed Chen Ling's palm, and then grabbed Liang Yuemin's hand twice.

"Brother, you still have to eat more. Fugui's palms are warm, so hot. Even if your hands are not warm, they are a bit cold."

"Go, are you responsible for your nonsense?" Liang Yuemin glared at his sister and snorted.

"Good stuff, give it a try. If you don't like the taste, you can also eat some sheep blood. It's all good stuff."

The boss smiled and said, "There are people who specially look for this thing. Seeing that Fugui is taking you with him today, I will give you the mutton."

Then he took a jar of chili and asked Liang Yuemin to try adding the flavor of chili.

As soon as he ate it, sweat began to form on his forehead, and he took it all at once, shouting, "Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on."

Chen Ling smiled and said nothing.

He walked to the big pot of mutton stew and began to select various parts of the meat.

For meat lovers, the happiest moment is in front of such a big pot full of meat, picking and choosing the fat and thin, and even more, fighting with others to get it into your bowl.

That's the most delicious thing.

"Cook me a bowl of noodles with mutton soup first!"

Chen Ling picked his own meat and didn't care about anyone else. Whoever wanted to eat could pick what they wanted. You're welcome, but it was a different experience.

He only cares about himself and his children.

"Okay."

Soon, Chen Ling will be fine.

A big bowl full of noodles, topped with sauce-red lamb chops, half-cut lamb legs, lamb intestines, etc.

The four children Ruirui and Xiaolizi were surrounding him. He ate and also fed the children a few mouthfuls.

They didn't really eat much, so they just wanted to taste the food according to the atmosphere.

They mostly play with the candy people and toys in their hands.

After a while, Liang Yuemin and others came over with bowls and chopsticks.

Instead of eating noodles, they ate mutton with white flour biscuits. They ate happily and satisfactorily.

Then there was Wang Susu and the others. After they came back, they were full after eating half a bowl.

But after eating, they all shouted that they would ask Chen Ling to cook mutton like this for them when they went back.

Chen Ling naturally agreed.

After eating and drinking, I went to each yard to post couplets and blessing characters.

Then I did a simple sweep to remove the debris brought by the wind these days.

It’s windy on the mountain in winter, especially at night, and fallen leaves and light garbage will blow into the yard. It’s the Chinese New Year, so naturally we can’t just ignore everything.

"Wealth and usefulness. After eating so many chili peppers, as well as sheep **** and sheep treasure, my whole body is really hot."

When he was going to find the Shanmao family in the afternoon, Liang Yuemin walked up to him and whispered, "Are your sheep different? Why don't I feel this way when I eat other sheep?"

"Haha, just eat and rest well these days. Eat whatever is at home and I will give you a good supplement."

Chen Ling winked at him.

The sheep on other people's stalls are just ordinary goats, so naturally they are not his kind of sheep whose food and drink are products of spiritual energy.

Liang Yuemin felt this way and just relaxed.

It is different from other times when I waste my energy by thinking about things.

It must have felt like your body suddenly became stronger and warmer.

When they arrived at the hospital, they called Shanmao, Old Man Zhong, and Zhao Dahai's family, and they returned to the village with their bags.

Du Juan lives in the hospital, and is looked after by two old ladies.

The men just drink when they go back, so there is no need to keep an eye on them.

Especially Shanmao, who was almost the same as when Chen Ling was guarding Ruirui. After all, it was his first child, so he felt happy.

Next to Du Juan, the fur is frizzy, and sometimes he is having fun, and then he can't help but want to play with the child.

Then he began to have various fantasies, saying that the child must not be as tall as him in the future, but should be as tall as a cuckoo, and so on.

He kept talking.

The cuckoos were annoying him to death.

Go back quickly, it's better to drink and have fun at the table than tormenting her around her.

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"The pressed meat is ready, Shui Wazi, Yu Qiang, Xiao Chao, you all come, drink and eat meat tonight, a big pig head, add a few kilograms of pork, we will finish it tonight!"

Back in the village, Chen Ling didn't get off the tractor and started shouting when he saw people.

"Rich and noble, do you have melon seeds and peanuts at home? I fry a lot of them, so I will send them to you."

"No, no, I bought a lot. I have them all at home. I just need to come here with a mouth to eat and drink."

"Hahaha, his family doesn't need anything, Shui Wazi, why are you being polite to him..."

Just as someone here finished talking about Chen Ze, someone else ran out, it was Chen Guoping.

"Wealth, honor, etc. Your family has other things, but some things you don't have. Guowang's brother-in-law sent a lot of horse meat. Have you never eaten horse meat? Ask Yu Qiang to bring you more when he goes there at night. point."

"horsemeat?"

Chen Ling really has no memory of eating horse meat in his life.

"Your family is the liveliest with many people. Anyone who has never eaten horse meat should give it a try."

Chen Ling's family has a small population, but this year is the busiest.

Liang Yuemin's family, Zhao Dahai and Shanmao's family all celebrated the New Year at their home, and the women and children could all sit at a big table.

The remaining gentlemen can also fill the two tables.

"Okay, let's try horse meat."

Chen Ling didn't have any politeness, and he was always polite.

He smiled and said: "It doesn't need to be too much, just enough for us to drink."

"Hey, that's not possible. We don't know how to handle it. You can do it and make it more delicious. Let the dolls have more meat in their mouths and have a good year."

Chen Guoping waved his hand. In the past two years, among the children in the village, Chen Ling had never suffered any grievances. They had meat every now and then.

But adults still subconsciously want to leave good things to their children.

This is indeed the case. Without Chen Ling, their own baby would be very happy to dip it in sugar, and the meat would be too hard to eat. (End of chapter)