Shanwa Small Rich Farmers

Driving a group of pigs into the village is nothing new to the people of Wenjia Village. The adults are too lazy to come and watch, only some furry children who have not worn crotch pants or full pants for a few years surround the pigs Jumping around, some of the more solid ones would pick up mud bumps on the side of the road and throw them on the pig's body, and then opened their mouths with gaping teeth and let out a few silly laughs.

   "Throw it again, and get rid of your little sparrow" Wen Guanghong said to a boy whose head was shaved and only the short hair was slapped in the middle of the top door.

  Xiao Wazi immediately covered his crotch when he heard it: "Da Hongzi is shameless!" After roaring, he turned around and ran to his home with two short legs, for fear that Wen Guanghong would grab the little bird in his crotch.

   "Hahaha!" The half of the pig-hunters immediately burst into laughter.

  Wen Xin smiled and watched these people making a fuss, and followed behind the team without saying a word.

   "Uncle? When are you going to move back officially? This time, should you stay for one night and leave?" Wen Guangcheng turned around and looked at the smiling Wen Xu and asked.

   "What's the matter?" Wen Xu looked at this nephew who was not a few years younger than herself, and didn't understand why he asked such a question.

   "I'll just ask!"

   This guy is also someone who has nothing to say.

Wen Xu nodded and said: "This time I will leave after one night, but today is an official announcement, and I will come back every few days to stay for two or three days, which means that today I am officially Some moved back to the village to live."

   "Old man, do you have any congratulations, why don't you have a party or something to have fun?" Wen Guanghong didn't know how he remembered this, and suggested to Wen Xu.

When Wen Xu heard this, he thought it was a good idea, but now it was almost sunset, and it was too late to treat guests, and the treats were too noisy, so Wen Xu didn't want to do this, so he thought about it and asked: "Now the village Who will kill pigs?"

   "In the village?" Wen Yuansheng thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "There is probably no one in the village, but Brother Guanglu from Liyu Bay killed him before."

   "How about this, you go and invite Guanglu over, I'll pick a pig and kill it, and each family will come and get a part of the meat, it's considered a celebration," Wen Xu said.

   "Now?" Wen Guanghong looked up at the sky after listening.

  Wen Xu said with a smile: "What? Can a black light affect the killing of pigs?"

   "What kind of pig are you killing?"

Speaking of this, Wen Shijie suddenly turned out from the sidewalk resisting a hoe. After asking, he saw a group of large and small pigs in front of him, and asked again: "You have a lot of pigs, do you have three or four hundred in total? ?”

   "More" Wen Xu replied, not wanting to entangle him with the pig's question: "Fourth brother, did you go to the ground?"

   "Well, I went to see some beans grown at home while I had nothing to do." After Wen Shijie finished speaking, he remembered one thing: "Shixu, the director sent by the top will arrive tomorrow at the earliest."

   "Come on!" Wen Xu said with a smile.

Originally, the position of director of Wenjia Village was eventually filled by a young Youth League cadre sent by the top. I heard that this person must have asked to come to Wenjia Village, a small mountain village, to exercise. Cun Lai finally agreed with the organization, but Wen Xu secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he got the news.

"I heard it's a girl in her twenties." Wen Shijie said to himself and sighed: "I hope this is an honest person, don't mess around with nothing, and get transferred after a year or two of work." .

   After speaking, he added: "But this person looks like he can make a fuss!"

The people in the village were frightened by these subordinate cadres. When these people figured out that everyone's tricks were different, they tossed everyone, and they were full of energy. The tossing was endless. And many of these people are still unwilling to be persuaded. As for those young, capable, and successful people who lead the village to become rich, to paraphrase a popular Internet slang, such young village directors are all cadres of other families!

  Wen Guangcheng smiled and said, "Fourth Uncle, what else can we do in Wen's Village?"

   "You know what a fart!" Wen Shijie looked at Wen Guangcheng and cursed with a smile.

   "Fourth Uncle, the old uncle said that he was going to kill a pig and distribute it to each family. It was a celebration of the old uncle's official move back to the village. Let's go find Brother Guanglu," Wen Guanghong said.

Wen Shijie's attention was immediately attracted as soon as he heard about the slaughter of pigs. He looked at the sun that was about to go down the hill in the west and said, "What kind of pigs are to be killed now? If you want to kill them, you have to wait until tomorrow morning! Who adds evening?" kill a pig"

Wen Xu just wanted to share the meaning of the pigs. As for when to kill him, he didn't care much about it, so he said, "Fourth brother, you are the accountant in the village. How about this? You will divide the pigs, even if there is no one in the family." Yes, those with a large population will get more points, and those with a small population will get less, just to have fun and make the old and young people in the village happy. Even if I tell everyone, today, I will officially move back to the old house! "

   "Come back as soon as you come back, boy, what kind of ceremony are you doing!" Hearing about the distribution of pigs, Wen Shijie naturally has nothing to say.

   "Have fun!" After speaking, Wen Xu pointed to the largest boar in the herd and said, "Let's just drive it out and go directly to the fourth brother's house."

   Seeing the pig Wen Xu was pointing at, Wen Shijie immediately stopped him: "This is only a little big pig, and it's still a circle away from being slaughtered!"

   "This pig is an old-fashioned pig, and it is small. If you want to raise it to more than two hundred catties, it will take a year and a half. Now is the time to eat it," Wen Xin said with a smile.

   "Just this little pig is considered slaughtered?" Wen Shijie looked at the dark boar, speechless.

  In his opinion, a pig can only be slaughtered if it is two hundred catties, and it is too small to kill the meat. It is not worthwhile to kill the meat. Wen Xin's pig is considered to be slaughtered at such a small amount, and the economic value of this pig is inevitably discounted in his heart.

   "Hmm! This pork is delicious, but it's not the kind of imported pig. It's quite big, and the meat is soaked," Wen Xu explained.

Wen Xu and Wen Shijie brothers were talking, and Wen Yuansheng, who was driving the pigs over there, wanted to drive the boars out of the herd, but the boys didn't have that ability. No matter how they drove the boars, the boars would always be there. After turning around a few times, he returned to the herd of pigs.

Wen Shijie couldn't stand it anymore, leaned the **** in his hand against the tree on the side of the road, snatched the branch from Wen Guanghong's hand, and began to drive away by himself, cursing while driving: "You little dogs! What can I do in the day, I just think about eating all day, or just play, I can't even keep up with a pig!"

A group of boys are not angry when Wen Shijie scolds, and they still have a smile on their faces. For them, let alone being able to bear the scolding, it is when their relatives come over and Wen Shijie is annoyed in front of their faces It is also true to scold.

The pig became much more honest in Wen Shijie's hands. Every time the boar wanted to bend, the branch in Wen Shijie's hand would be twitched precisely on the side where the boar wanted to turn, and the boar was driven out of the herd after a few strokes out.

After Wen Shijie drove the pig out, he said to the onlookers: "Why are you looking at it! Hurry up and go home and tell your adults that Shixu has moved back to kill the pig and divide the meat for everyone. Tomorrow morning Come to me for the meat! . . . "

  Before the words were finished, a group of onlookers immediately became excited, turned around and ran home, shouting while running: "Kill the pig! Kill the pig!"

These little kids are small mobile trumpets. After a while, those who still live in the whole village know that Wen Xu killed a pig and shared the meat with everyone under the pretext of officially moving back to his hometown. The whole village immediately became a little more happy. .

  Although the living conditions are better now, for the villagers of Wenjia Village, pork is not available every day, and there is only one or two meals a week with meat on the table. If you want to eat pork, you have to go to the town to buy it, and no one wants to eat meat and kills the pigs in their own pigsty. Secondly, most of the pigs raised by my family are sold for money. Even if the pigs are slaughtered during the Chinese New Year, only one pig will be killed by a group of several families.

   In this way, how can you be unhappy when you hear that Wen Xu is going to slaughter pigs and share the meat for free? Not to mention the little girls running all over the ground, even the old people have a happy face.

  Wen Xu led Wen Guanghong and the others, and drove the pigs to the vicinity of the shed, the sun had already set, but the sky was not completely dark yet, and the surrounding roads could still be seen clearly.

   "What's wrong?" Wen Xu said.

   "Uncle, we can't go in. Your big goose is too powerful. If you go in again, you should peck us." Wen Guangcheng said coyly.

Wen Guanghong also nodded and said: "The geese you raise are really amazing. As long as they pass this ditch boundary, they will not chase them. If they cross this ditch boundary, they will be caught and pecked to death. If Er Dongzi hadn't Running fast, there is no good place left on the body, and a pair of new cotton trousers will be pecked to pieces by these old geese."

   "Is there such a thing?" Wen Xu knew that geese pecked at people, but no one told him about it when he came back a few times, so he didn't quite believe what he said for a while.

  But when warm eyes swept across the faces of several nephews and grandnephews, seeing them nodding wildly one by one, they couldn't help laughing.

   Seeing Wen Xu's smile, several guys couldn't help but also laughed out of embarrassment. Wen Yuan, who was younger and thinner, was blushing, and couldn't help scratching the back of his head.

  Wen Xu understood that these boys must have suffered from geese. As for why they were pecked by geese, it must be because these boys wanted to steal their own chickens or goose tooth sacrifices.

Wen Xu didn't do this when she was young. Even if the adults knew about it, people from the same family would laugh and scold them twice. When it was Wen Xu's turn to scold, there were very few people who scolded, because their seniority was too high. Someone who stole from the family brother’s family still shouted twice, stole from the nephew and grandson’s family, and the other family could only sigh twice, let him, this "little clan uncle" visit his family less next time, and take care of him when appropriate 'Let's go to another house!

This thing can be regarded as a partial kung fu handed down from generation to generation in Wenjia Village. The man surnamed Wen in the whole village has never done this thing when he was a few children. Bye bye! I don't take it seriously.

  Wen Xu looked at the boys here and smiled and let it go. In the impression of the people in Wenjia Village, the nephew was greedy for stealing a chicken from his uncle's house, and no one would go online to say whether to steal it or not.

   "Okay, it seems that my goose is raised right!" Wen Xu said with a smile, then reached out and grabbed a branch, and drove the pig into the shed.

   It didn't take too much effort for Wen Xu to drive the pigs. After driving the pigs to the shed, she found that the pigs and geese had returned, but there was not a single sheep in the whole shed!

  Seeing such a scene, Wen Xu felt a little strange. Where did his sheep go? If someone stole them, he wouldn’t just steal the sheep. Such a large herd of pigs is rare.

  With such doubts, Wen Xu walked around the shed but did not find any trace of a sheep. By then, he saw a lot of sheep dung.

When I got out of the shed, I found that this group of boys were still standing outside the Tugou Line. Then I remembered that I hadn’t paid them the wages I promised, so I took out my wallet from my pocket and gave each of them 300 yuan. , It can be regarded as giving this short-term employment contract.

   "Let's go, old man, you still have to think about us when you have this job in the future!"

  With 300 yuan per person, how can these boys stay here, let alone here, even in the village, they might not be able to stay here.

  Wen Xu waved his hands at these energetic boys, signaling them to go crazy, while he turned around and started looking for sheep.

It was getting dark slowly, Wen Xu took out a bright flashlight from her own space, went into the small woods on the hill, and could see sheep dung from time to time, but not a single sheep, like this The situation left Wen Xu at a loss.

It took a few hours to find the middle of the night, and doubled the scope of the search. Wen Nuan almost searched the whole area, but he didn't find where the sheep went. The doubts in his heart grew with time. The delay is getting bigger and bigger.

Just when Wen Xu was about to give up, suddenly there was a faint bleating sound in the air. Although the sound was very weak, at night, under the silence, Wen Xu still felt that he had clearly heard the sound. The sound of sheep bleating is as loud as the direction.

He raised his feet and walked in the direction where the sound came from. After walking for ten minutes, his doubts suddenly became heavier, because if he passed this downward slope, there was a big mountain ahead. The side of the village is a cliff, there is no **** to talk about, almost a steep **** of nearly ninety degrees, a cliff like a knife and an axe!

   Just as Wen Xu stopped walking, there was another cry of sheep, this time it was much clearer than last time, so Wen Xu raised her feet and followed the sound again.

When Wen Xu was standing under the cliff, he took a flashlight to shine on the cliff, and saw sheep, big and small, scattered on the protruding rocks, standing on the cliff and looking at He turned to his side, bleating and chewing the grass growing in the crevices of the cliff.

  Damn it! Looking at the black flock of sheep standing on the cliff, Wen Xu couldn't help sighing: Why did these guys run up the cliff in such a dark day!