My 1995 Small Farm

Just when Wang Zhenzhen was leading the two people to the farm, Chen Ling was surrounded by a group of snot-nosed children in the village, their faces full of anxiety and anticipation.

“Uncle Fugui, have you done the math? Do we have enough money to buy a car?”

Chen Ling counted the change of the last little kid, weighed the two handfuls of coins, smacked his lips and said: "It's basically enough to buy a big car. If you want to buy a small car like your little aunt, it's not enough. You have to buy more." Save and save.”

 At this time, it is already close to the millennium.

 People’s living standards have improved.

  Various products have also become more diverse, and the emphasis is no longer on practicality, but on fashion.

 Wang Zhenzhen’s new style of small bicycle is much more expensive than the Erba Dabang.

The money these snot-nosed kids have saved is not enough.

“Isn’t it enough? We have saved much more money this year than in previous years.”

Liu Nier squatted at Chen Ling's feet, holding her cheeks with both hands, sniffing and talking.

“That’s not enough. Some of you will have enough to buy, and you have to save up more.”

Chen Ling said with a smile.

　　　Xiko, this poor little girl, has finally come to the end of her hardships this year.

 Chen Baoshuan knew that he should be kind to his adopted daughter.

Chen Sangui, of course, not to mention.

The two of them were reluctant to take away the pocket money saved by their children like the parents in the village.

 So even though Xizi didn’t get as much money as Liu Nier and other boys who could hunt for cicada shells and catch scorpions, he still managed to save a lot of money.

Just now, Xizi was helping Chen Ling count money for the kids. Then he raised his head and said, "Uncle Fugui, I don't want to buy a car. I save money for grandpa and uncle and aunt."

 “It’s okay if you don’t buy Xizi, I will carry you when the time comes.”

"I can also carry you. I bought it and you can ride it."

　　　…”

Chen Ling saw them shouting at each other and said, "So, you are going to buy a big bar?"

Liu Nier looked at a group of friends and nodded heavily: "Yeah, I'll just buy a big bar."

"However, Uncle Fugui has to go to our house to intercede, otherwise my mother will definitely not let me spend money to buy this."

　　…“… interceding is a small matter.”

 Chen Ling looked at them: "You have finally saved so much money. If you just spend it like this, it will be difficult to ride the big bar. If you want to save money to buy a small car in the future, it will not be so easy.

 How about…

Could you please give me some extra for each of you? "

Liu Nier and others were stunned for a moment, then looked at each other again, and they all shook their heads resolutely: "No, uncle, we can't spend your money.

 We want to use the money we save to buy a car. "

“Yes, we have to spend our own money to buy our own bikes. After buying them, I can let whoever rides them. If I’m not happy, I won’t be able to ride on my bike.”

“Uncle Fugui, in your words, I am the master of my car.”

Chen Ling was speechless, thinking how could you be so rebellious despite how young you are.

But I have to say that these little monkeys are quite capable. In just over two years, they have saved a lot of money.

In addition to catching scorpions and selling cicada shells for money, and exchanging prey for money, they also made a lot of pocket money from outsiders who came to play before.

I don’t know who came up with the idea, so I saved all the money.

It would be even more if their respective parents didn't collect a portion each time.

“Okay, I will go to your house tomorrow and talk to your family... Later I will ask your Uncle Dahai to ask about the situation and ask if it can be cheaper for us to buy so many cars.

 Perhaps you can buy that little bicycle too. "

Chen Ling thought for a while, it’s not bad for the dolls to have this intention.

 It would be better if Ruirui could be influenced by them in the future and become wise and independent early on.

"Uncle Fugui, do we still need to buy these cars from the city? Don't they have them in the county? There are also some in the **** cities."

“Yeah, I think the big bar bought by the new bald guy in the village is not bad.”

 This is Chen Xiaoer.

"It's not bad, but he only wants to buy one. There are so many of you and everyone wants to buy one. Of course we have to find some discounts."

Chen Ling said with a smile.

 This is indeed the case at this time. The prices in two adjacent counties will be very different.

 After all, prices are not as transparent as when the Internet was developed.

 Zhao Dahai and the others traveled all over the city's counties when they were setting up wires. They knew a lot of people, and they would know where the bargains were by just asking around.

“Uncle Fugui is still smart, but if it were An Da, he would never be able to come up with this idea in his life.”

A little kid said with a look of disgust on his face: "Uncle, let me tell you the truth, if our family didn't let us follow you, we wouldn't buy a car.

 We should be like you, raising chickens, ducks and fish. "

 “Yes, we can make a lot of money too.”

 Everyone screamed with excitement and pride.

 Chen Ling was speechless.

 Can't help but think of how they dug holes in the cemetery to secretly raise wild boars.

It’s really a toss-up.

“Okay, okay, it’s getting dark, take your money and go home to eat quickly, otherwise you will be punished again when you go back later.”

 A group of little kids ran away laughing and sniffing.

 Chen Ling went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

 The lights in the atrium of the wooden building behind are on. Shen Jiayi's family likes the big fish tank very much. They often spend most of the day looking at it.

Especially Shen Jiayi's mental state became better and better after guarding the fish tank.

Father Shen and Mother Shen felt a lot more relieved in the past two days, and they also had the idea to help Chen Ling take care of Ruirui so that their family could do some farm work.

“Jiayi, I’m calling for people to come back for dinner.”

 Chen Ling said hello, and Shen Jiayi responded crisply and ran out to call someone in the orchard.

Wang Qingzhong and his wife took Wu Fei and others to pick pears to make honeycombs in the orchard this afternoon, and they were very active.

But Shen Jiayi had just gone out when Wang Qingzhong and the others came back.

 There were Wang Zhenzhen and two strangers behind him.

Wang Zhenzhen ran over and gave Shen Jiayi some food, while he ran home carelessly and shouted: "Brother-in-law, your pen pal is here, come out and see, he is actually a little devil."

The little girl had an excited and curious tone, as if she had discovered a new species of monkey.

Li Zhongyi and Miyoko Chishima had stiff smiles on their faces, not knowing what to express.

As soon as they arrived here, the little girl named Wang Zhenzhen yelled at her family, saying that they were little devils.

Only then did they realize that this little girl was actually a member of the same family as Chen Ling.

It's really cunning and cunning, and very bad.

 “Little devil? Japanese?”

 Chen Ling had just put the dinner on the table and felt very strange when he heard this.

“…Isn’t it right? There are also foreigners among my pen pals?”

I have to say that these pen pals he found really gave him a big surprise.

 Forget about Chen Xiaoer who acted in a sketch, there are actually foreigners.

 At first, he was bored and saw Zhenzhen writing letters to others, so he randomly sent messages to the crowd.

Those letters are all in the same mold, with the sentences changed and then sent to others.

 It is the first letter after all.

 Then if there is a response, we will slowly exchange some practical information.

　When people first meet each other, they are always polite to each other.

To do more communication, you can have a deeper understanding after being familiar.

I am afraid that there must be more than a hundred letters sent out at the beginning, and there are only about a dozen pen pals who can be recommended to contact later.

But writing letters at this time is not about chatting on WeChat in the future, and you can’t talk on your phone every day.

 Although it is more sincere than chatting online, it is impossible to understand everyone in depth.

“A man and a woman, do they also want to live in the village? These are little devils.”

“Hush, even if you’re a little devil, you can’t shout in front of people, it’s so rude.”

 Chen Ling said and followed the little girl out.

“Brother Chen, I am Li Zhongyi, and I finally meet you in person.”

As soon as Chen Ling went out, Li Zhongyi stepped forward excitedly.

This man was in a suit and leather tie, and he looked good. He was tall and thin, and his smile was modest and deliberately polite.

As soon as Chen Ling saw this man’s smile, he thought to himself, it’s really a small day.

　　Although in my childhood and Chinese people were all Asian and yellow, they could be easily distinguished by their facial expressions, even if they didn't speak.

I can only say that the cultural environment really affects people.

 The temperament of my childhood is engraved in my bones.

 The woman next to Li Zhongyi is even more obvious.

"Welcome, brother Zhongyi is very talented in literature. I didn't expect him to be a foreigner." Chen Ling shook hands with him with a smile on his face.

 He was influenced by Zhou Weijun, and he also liked to call each other brothers and sisters in his letters.

“Haha, Brother Chen misunderstood, I am actually not a native Japanese...”

Li Zhongyi thought to himself, it’s better to be a pen friend.

That little girl is so rude to these villagers.

So he introduced his situation to Chen Ling.

Even Miyoko Chishima introduced it in detail.

It turns out that Li Zhongyi is a descendant of the Japanese invaders from Northeast China.

 It's just that his father's generation did not accept that he was a descendant of a little devil, and they were not willing to "acknowledge their ancestors and return to their clan" after learning about their origins.

 He said he was Chinese until his death.

 But it is a pity that the issue of life experience became a knot in my heart and I did not live long.

Li Zhongyi's father died when he was very young, leaving him alone. Later, he had no choice but to go back to Japan with a family reunion group when he was more than ten years old.

 He returned to China after the country's mind was opened.

As for Miyoko Chishima, she claimed to be his fiancée and yearned for Chinese culture. Knowing that she had lived in China since she was a child, she wanted to come and settle here.

 “Uh, this…”

After listening to Li Zhongyi’s story, the others had different expressions, as if they didn’t expect this person to have such a story.

 Chen Ling looked a little surprised and said: "Brother Zhongyi, your situation is a bit special. If you want to settle here, you have to report to our village committee.

 If the village collective has no objection, you can find a place to build a house and settle down. "

The words just fell.

A voice came from outside the farm gate: "No need to report, we will never allow little devils to live in the village."

But it was Wang Laishun who strode over with a sullen face, his hands behind his back, followed by a large group of men, women and children.

Liu Nier and the others also left and came back while waiting for the little boy, and the boxes and bottles containing the money had not yet been put home.

“Wealthy people cannot allow little devils to enter the village. As long as I am still the party secretary, I will never allow them.”

"Yes, Fugui, your fifth uncle is right, the little devils are the worst. Didn't you watch the movie? How did they harm us?"

　　　…”

 Chen Lingxin said, I didn’t ask them to live in the village.

 I didn’t expect that the fellow villagers would react so violently.

Even the little kids howled along.

“Uncle, we can’t let little devils live in our village.”

“Yes, uncle Fugui, take off their clothes and throw them out.”

Li Zhongyi and Miyoko Chishima also turned pale when they saw this, and opened their mouths, not knowing what to say.

 In this case, there was nothing they could do if they asked Chen Ling for help.

 Li Zhongyi grew up in the Northeast and knows the conditions in the country's villages.

“Professor Zhao and Professor Zhong are here, let them say a few words.”

　　　…”

"Ahem, since the folks asked us to talk, let me say a few words. In fact, our country is still very generous. If they can come back to the country, they can come to the village to play. But, again, they are not allowed to visit the village. Settle in the village.”

“Let me tell you, Professor Zhao, you are as kind-hearted as Uncle Fugui. If it were us, we wouldn’t even let them enter the village, in case they were spies.”

“That’s right, I don’t like them.”

　　　…”

 “Ahem, Fugui, come over here, Wang Zhishu, come over.”

Zhao Yubao called Chen Ling and Wang Laishun outside the gate and whispered a few words.

 Chen Ling raised his eyebrows after hearing this, and was very surprised: "Han Ninggui actually warned me, and the police also believed that the previous group of tomb robbers had colluded with foreign countries."

Wang Laishun is not surprised. After all, little devils are not good at all.

Although Chen Ling was not that extreme, and there were good people in his childhood, such as the Japanese Communists back then, Li Zhongyi did feel that something was wrong with him.

 They didn’t explain the situation in advance before coming.

 Speak only after arriving.

It's not a big deal if Chen Xiaoer doesn't explain his occupation. Their situation is too special.

“Professor Zhao means that they will not be allowed to settle in the village, but they will be allowed to come to the village to play and see if they can show off their skills?”

 Wang Laishun suddenly became energetic.

“Yes, as long as you give us money, treat us as international friends first.”

Zhao Yubao winked.

Wang Laishun suddenly understood. He thought that his family was disliked by tourists this year. Everyone came to stay and buy specialties without making any money, so he could attack these two little devils.

"Okay, Fugui is busy with things, so let me keep an eye on them."

 …

Li Zhongyi and the others saw the excitement among the crowd and thought they were going to be driven out of the village tonight.

Unexpectedly, Chen Ling and the other two people didn't know what they said in the end, but they actually asked them to stay.

 Although it is better not to let them settle.

 After this incident, the two of them worked very hard to express themselves in the next few days, trying to prove that they were harmless and different from those nasty little devils.

Not only did he help Chen Ling’s family with farm work, but he also helped other villagers with their autumn harvest, and he didn’t mind the dirty work.

Of course, they picked people who were easy to talk to.

 Country people are kind and simple after all.

 Slowly, many people’s reactions to these two people became less intense.

 Some even help them with the work and then provide them with a meal.

 It made the two of them less nervous and trembling.

It’s just that Li Zhongyi’s wish to live in Chen Ling’s farm has never been realized because Miyoko Chishima is afraid of dogs. In addition to Erhei, Heiwa Xiaojin has also returned. These two dogs are even more majestic and scary in size.

 Miyoko Chishima had a guilty conscience, how could she dare to live in such an environment and guard such a group of ferocious dogs that were comparable to ferocious beasts.

 Li Zhongyi felt that it was a pity not to experience such a wonderful place.

But Chen Ling’s other two pen pals don’t live in the farm either, so his heart is not so unbalanced.

 “How are you rich? Are there any problems with these two people?”

Wang Laishun rarely seizes an opportunity to interact with Chen Ling, so he has been running here very frequently these days.

 Running over here early in the morning.

“I haven’t noticed any problems yet. They look like a young couple who want to settle down in the countryside. They work hard at the crops.”

Chen Ling smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll let Erhei keep an eye on you."

Heiwa Xiaojin is back, and Erhei can be released.

“In this business, Erhei, a dog, is more considerate than a human being, so there will definitely be no problem with him.”

 Wang Laishun praised.

Everyone in the village knew that Heiwa's big boy was not good at hunting, but he was a dog who took care of the heaven and the earth, more than the party secretary.

 In the past, I was only in charge of Chen Ling's family affairs.

Later on, as Erhei grew up and its territory became larger, it would get involved in any village affairs.

 The head of the administration is Taoist.

 In view of this, some people even jokingly called Erhei the ‘dog village chief’.

It was the barking of the Dog Village Chief and the Party Secretary, which made Wang Laishun very angry.

“By the way, I just went for a walk with the net and caught a nest of small quails and some pigeons. Do you want them?”

Wang Laishun opened a corner of the bamboo basket's lid, and there was a buzzing sound inside.

“Little quail? With such a big hole in the net, can it still catch these little things?”

“That’s not true, the wild pigeons are on the net, and the little quails are in the grass. When they get up in the morning, they dig out a nest of sweet potatoes.”

“Oh, that’s it. Hey, Uncle Wu, have you caught a wild pigeon? Wild pigeons are not easy to catch. They usually don’t fall to the ground.”

Chen Ling was very happy when he heard this and said: "Then you can keep the wild pigeons. I don't want the quails. There are plenty of them at home."

 “Wild pigeons? Are there also wild pigeons?”

Hearing them talk, Shen Jiayi, Shen's father and Shen's mother came over and said strangely, and couldn't help but glance at Wang Laishun's basket.

As expected, they were several blue-grey pigeons, with their wings and feet tied up, and they were huddled together bulgingly.

 “Huh? What is this, a chicken? Why is it so small?”

The wild pigeon didn't see anything special, but was attracted by a few small, black-striped chicks in the basket.

“They are not chicks, but little quails. This nest is a bit small. The little quails we caught in the field were as big as fingers, but this nest is only as big as two fingernails.”

Wang Laishun smiled and finished talking to them. He saw Ruirui mumbling something in his mouth and put the puppies in a pile under the steps. "Fugui, if you don't want these quails, I won't be able to feed them even if I take them back. It's a shame for you." Now that the quails are in the house, it’s easy to eat and drink with the big quails.

 When he gets older, Rui Rui can also play with him. "

"That's okay. Such a small number of quails. Look at how weak they are. They are probably the last brood of the year. They are a bit malnourished... I just want to get an earthen tank and raise it for Rui Rui."

Han Chuang was very concerned about what he said. When he went to the glass factory to customize cans and bottles, he brought him two glass fish tank samples. They just didn't look very good, so he stopped raising fish. He decorated them with soil and decorated them a little. Let’s raise quails in an earthen tank.