Shanwa Small Rich Farmers

  As the Spring Festival approached day by day, the taste of the new year naturally became more and more serious. When Hang Xiangdong and Li Yumei arrived, Wen Xu's family was full of New Year's people.

  When Wen Xu opened his eyes in the morning, he thought it was the first morning, but who knew that when he went downstairs, he saw that his aunt Li Yumei had already woken up, and she was just trying to brush over there with a feather duster.

   "Aunt, you don't have to get up so early, why didn't you sleep a little longer when you arrived yesterday afternoon?" Wen Xu said to the busy Li Yumei while stretching out her hands to do chest expansion exercises.

"I'm getting older, and I can't sleep well. This is already considered good. Every time I come to Wenjia Village, I can sleep for seven or eight hours. When I'm in the capital, I sleep less. It's okay." Li Yumei smiled Said.

  Wen Xu smiled and asked again: "Where's uncle, is he up too?"

   "He got up earlier than me. He got up before dawn. He sat on the edge of the bed and waited for the dawn to go out and went crazy. He said he was going to sing with old friends."

Having said that, Li Yumei put her hands around her mouth, and said in a low voice mysteriously: "Your uncle went to the opera school on purpose because he wanted to learn singing, and asked someone else's teacher to teach him. Now I feel that it is almost enough and can overwhelm him." Others have already turned heads, and have long been waiting to show off to his old partners."

  Wen Xu couldn't help being amused when he heard it, and felt that the old head was like an old child.

   "Then I'll go out to exercise." After speaking, Wen Xu walked to Xiaoyao's door and knocked on the door: "Xiaoyao, Xiaoyao!"

   "My child, why are you torturing him?"

  Li Yumei saw that Wen Xu was going to knock on Xiao Yao's door, and immediately stopped her and said, for her, this is the time for children to sleep in. If you don't sleep until ten o'clock in the morning, can it be called a winter vacation?

   Before Wen Xu could reply, Xiaoyao inside had already opened the door, and while lifting his pants, he said, "Grandma Li, I practice with my uncle every day. Look at my results!"

   After finishing speaking, he raised his small arm and motioned Li Yumei to pinch the muscles on his arm.

  Li Yumei squeezed it, nodded and praised Xiaoyao: "It's really good, the results are not small!"

   "So many days of practicing are not in vain, grandma, then let's go," Xiaoyao said proudly.

  Li Yumei saw that one big and one young had arrived at the gate of the courtyard, and immediately wanted to come over to her and had something to ask, so she rushed up and said a couple of heys to Wen Xu's back.

  Seeing that Wen Xu stopped, Li Yumei asked, "Didn't you say that you want to kill pigs today? How are you going to kill them?"

  Wen Xu was a little puzzled by his aunt's question: "What is how to kill?" Wen Xu felt that killing a pig means that the white knife goes in and the red knife comes out. How can there be any way to kill it? Hitting the head with an electric hammer is not the style of our countrymen.

   "I was asking when, where, and if it was in our yard." Li Yumei looked at Wen Xu with a silly face, so she opened her mouth to explain in detail.

Now Wen Xu immediately understood, and quickly waved his hands and said, "No, no, just kill outside, and you don't need to be busy, the village has hired a few pig butchers, they are professionals, we will take care of the meat! "

   "Then when is it? It's already twenty-eight today. Our dumplings and other things haven't been fried, and the cakes haven't been steamed yet. There are a lot of things going on," Li Yumei said.

When Li Yumei came here, she had already seen that other people's houses were busy, such as steamed buns, steamed glutinous rice cakes, boiled rock sugar, fried dumplings, etc. Who knew that when they arrived at Wen Xu's house, there was nothing but a few fools and a few small animals. , I still eat and drink as usual every day, just like a normal person.

  As an old-fashioned person, Li Yumei suddenly found a sense of existence, and couldn't help but secretly proud of herself, thinking that this group of young people really can't do without an old man!

  Now that she has a sense of presence, Li Yumei naturally wants to catch up with the progress of the folks, so she pays special attention to the slaughter of pigs. There is no meat to be the main force during the Chinese New Year, so what can be done well.

   "Hurry up, Brother Wu said that more than eight o'clock should come here! They kill quickly, and it will be over in half an hour at most, unlike our side," Wen Wen said.

  Li Yumei thought it was acceptable when she heard it was past eight o'clock, so she waved her hand at Wen Xu: "Then go!"

  Wen Xu took Xiaoyao to find a veteran to exercise after hearing this.

  After getting used to it, I felt that more than an hour was nothing. When it was about to end, Wen Xu stopped the old way to go.

   "Old Daoist, come to my house during the Chinese New Year. There is no one in the ancestral hall now. If you feel lonely, just move to my house." Wen Xu said.

The old Taoist took a look at Wen Xu, the tenderness in his eyes flashed past, and the next second he put on a very disdainful look: "It's only when there are fewer people that it's clean. They're all gone. I can't occupy such a big yard by myself." I know how cool it is, okay, don’t persuade me, I don’t have time to eat at your place during the Chinese New Year, I ate at Xinjian’s house on the first day of junior high school, and I went to see some old friends in the second year of junior high school, and I left about ten In the next day, you two don't be lazy at home!"

   After finishing speaking, the old Taoist left leisurely without waiting for Wen Xu to say more, with his hands behind his back, one step at a time, one step at a time, two steps at a time.

  Wen Xu took Xiao Yao back home, the two of them took a shower and began to help Li Yumei and make breakfast. While waiting for the breakfast to be ready, Xiaoyao had a new task, which was to call the uncle who sang the opera until he forgot to eat.

  Wen Shiqing entered the yard when the meal was half eaten.

   "Shixu, Shixu, the pig butcher will be here soon, has your pig rushed over?"

  Good guy, Wen Shiqing yelled so frightened that the snow sculpture almost fell off the back of the chair it was standing on.

"It's not like eight o'clock, it's still a quarter of an hour until eight o'clock." Wen Xu stood up with a bowl in his hand, and wanted to go out and talk to Wen Shiqing, who knew how long it took to stand up, he had already entered the room, and Wen Xu quickly felt It seems that it is not the cousin who is talking to him, but the Flash.

   "Anyway, people are coming soon. They said they were on the road for at most ten minutes. I have already notified several companies here to start boiling water, and they are almost waiting for your pig," Wen Shiqing said.

It’s Chinese New Year, and everyone is very generous. Usually, I’m not willing to eat, and I started to pick up the things I’m willing to use. The first part is my mouth. The Chinese New Year is inseparable from pigs, sheep and cattle. The first choice for pigs and sheep has to be domesticated. Yes, as for Niu Wenxu's family, there is a big white head, that is not for people to eat, so besides the cattle, the pigs and sheep raised by Wenxu's family were welcomed by the whole village for a while. So this time the village focused on slaughtering pigs, it was naturally Wen Xu's pigs.

  Originally, Wen Xu said that Xu Dong would send it over directly, but a group of people said nothing, insisting that there would be no New Year atmosphere in that case, and the slaughter of pigs in his village looked down-to-earth, so this happened. If it is according to Wen Xu's idea, the pig will be sent directly, and the pig will be pulled back, how can there be so many troubles.

   "What's the matter, wait for me to make a call and ask Qin Zhuangping to rush over." Wen Xu put down the bowl, turned around and started looking for the phone.

  Wen Shiqing said with a smile: "You capitalist, it's almost Chinese New Year and you still don't let him go?"

"I let it go, this kid is too honest, what can I do? And he's fine when he goes home. Old Qintou now goes to drag the sledge at dawn every day. He earns hundreds of dollars a day. Now he makes money. I almost forgot about my son," Wen Xu said with a smile.

  Old Qintou has been right for a while these days, the sledge business is quite good. For old Qintou, it is estimated that there have never been a few times in his life that he made money so easily like these days. In the words of the old man, the money is not earned, but flows into his own pocket.

"Now the sledge business is really booming. I heard that there are people in the town whose whole family is just over the age of 10. Except for the nursing child, they all go to pull the sledge. The family earns more than 2,000 yuan a day. I heard that I want to buy a horse-drawn sledge." Wen Shiqing also heard that sledges are easy to make money, so he said with a smile.

   "Maximum one year, next year probably won't be so profitable." Wen Xu thought for a while, and then drew another conclusion for the sledge industry.

   This thing has no technical content at all. Today’s crazy business rarely lasts for a year. Countless people will immediately squeeze in and ruin the industry. Then it is necessary to plan and rectify. When the time comes, tourists may complain about being slaughtered and buy and sell by force. Many scenic spots in China have developed in this way. Although Wen Xu doesn't want Changping to follow the same old path, as an ordinary citizen, he has no say in this matter.

  I can only hope that everything else has nothing to do with warmth.

  Wen Shiqing smiled and said: "Leave him alone, you can get the pig first."

  Wen Xu dialed the phone directly, and put the phone down after talking to Qin Zhuangping: "Okay, I'll be here in ten minutes."

   "Okay, then go eat." Wen Shiqing said with a smile, he smiled and nodded at the people at the table as a greeting, then turned and left.

  Wen Xu picked up the bowl in a hurry, finished the meal in a hurry, and walked out of the door.

  Li Yumei heard that the butcher also ate the food, so she turned around and went out to watch the butcher with Wen Xu.

  After Li Yumei went out, a group of people immediately finished planing the rice in their hands, put down the bowls in a hurry, went out and stood at the gate of the yard waiting to watch the slaughter. Not only the children, but also Dahua Erhua and the White Weasel family stood at the door with their heads outstretched, and immediately blocked the door tightly with countless foreheads, big and small.

   Not long after, Qin Zhuangping drove over with five or six pigs.

Wen Xuyi saw not only Qin Zhuangping, but also a girl in her twenties, she was above average in appearance, not too beautiful, but definitely not ugly, her figure was that of a city person She doesn't look very good at first glance, she is a bit fat, but in the countryside, such a girl is called a girl when she grows up. First, she can work, and second, she looks good.

"Brother Xu!" Qin Zhuangping passed the pig over and walked in front of Wen Xu. Before he could say anything, he felt embarrassed for being thin-skinned. He acted as if he was still a teenager It seemed that he was shy with his girlfriend.

   "I just know how to giggle, so I don't want to introduce you." Wen Xu glanced at the girl next to her, and said to Qin Zhuangping with a smile.

  Hearing Wen Xu's words, even the girl's face began to turn red.

  Seeing this expression, she said warmly, "It's really a couple!"