The Portable Farm in the Siheyuan

Four cousins ​​and one cousin followed him out. Mo Bin opened the trunk of the car and saw Mo Yonggang at the front. He reached out and moved a sack of potatoes, estimated to be more than 150 kilograms, and stuffed it directly into his trunk. In arms.

Seeing his eyes widening and his mouth trembling, "Get out of here!" Mo Bin scolded.

Seeing Mo Cong, he wanted to give this boy a try and gave him two bags of cornmeal, each bag weighing 100 kilograms. The boy didn't hesitate at all. He held a bag under his arm and quickly turned around and entered the house. He was indeed an excellent hunter, which was quite interesting.

Mo Yongjun was given a bag of sweet potatoes, which was a 150-pound sack. This guy was strong enough, so he just carried it away.

When it was the turn of the fourth child, he was handed two big fish, both weighing about ten kilograms, which were carp and silver carp, as well as two hanging pig suet, each weighing ten kilograms.

Cousin Mo Chunlan gave her two large bags of old cloth, which contained sheets, quilt covers, pillowcases, curtains, and tablecloths from the guest room.

He picked up a bundled backpack, which contained four strips of cotton wool. It's not too thin. After all, winter is quite cold in the southern mountainous areas, especially on rainy days. The breeze can be bitingly cold. This is a small island, and the light steel villa is not very insulated. The quilts are very thick.

He picked up his yellow canvas bag again and walked into the house. The eyes of the people in the room almost popped out, their mouths were so wide open, but they didn't dare to make a sound.

"I got the food in a way. You have to hide it and don't go out and talk nonsense. Everyone is hungry. Not even relatives have five clothes. Who can help?" Who?

Auntie, third aunt, these are old cloths given by my army leaders and comrades-in-arms. They have been washed and disinfected. You two should divide them to see if they are for making clothes or for other uses. The four strips of cotton batting here are quite new and quite warm. You can continue to make quilts, or you can take them apart and give them cotton-padded clothes for everyone. "Mo Bin said aloud.

"How old is this? It looks like new. This is a good thing that you can't buy with money." The third aunt said quickly, her eyes lit up. In the mountain village, cloth and cotton are extremely scarce materials.

"Oh! This cotton tire is a good treasure. You can tell when you touch it. It is only one year old at most and is still very soft. This winter has been better this year. The two of them went hunting in the mountains and were not afraid of the cold." The aunt touched the cotton. Fetus, he said in surprise.

"Grandpa, grandma, this is my filial piety to you two elders." Mo Bin took out two cans of milk powder from his bag, two pounds each of brown sugar and white sugar, and two pounds each orange sugar and toffee. Finally, he held out a large glass jar, attracting caught everyone's attention.

In the middle of the glass jar, there is a huge ginseng soaked, as well as rehmannia glutinosa, wolfberry, and rock sugar. This is the top-grade forest ginseng. Each one weighs about a pound. It is prepared according to the traditional Chinese medicine formula. It can replenish vitality, calm the mind, and nourish the body. It nourishes the kidney essence, strengthens the body and improves the intelligence, black hair, unblocks the blood vessels and strengthens the eyesight.

"This is a forest ginseng I got from the Northeast. It weighs one pound. Although it is not purely wild, it is relatively rare. I found an experienced Chinese medicine doctor to prepare it. It can warm and nourish the body. Drink half a tael every day before going to bed. It can strengthen your body and prolong your life. , when it’s almost finished, add some high-quality grain wine and let it soak." Mo Bin said to everyone.

The Mo family has really learned a lot today. They pick up the same good things. I have never heard of such a big ginseng, let alone seen it. It would be great if I could have a drink!

"These are life-saving things. Hide them quickly. It will be troublesome when someone comes later. No one is allowed to tell anyone!" Mo Zhenhua turned his eyes away reluctantly and shouted to his wife.

"Yeah, you guys hurry up and help. Someone will come soon!" Mo Zhennan was also anxious. He was just a life-saving thing now.

"Okay, you guys, get busy. I'll go down below. I'll come back after seeing them. You guys can also cook and eat. Don't worry about it. Look at how thin you've become. Prepare the dry food. We're going to go into the mountains and the village. Do you have a good gun?" Mo Bin asked Mo Cong.

"No, the best one is my shotgun. They are sold in the countryside. Many good guns are too expensive." Mo Cong knew very well.

"Can I buy a 56? Su 45 will do, or at best a 38." Mo Bin asked.

"Brother, there is no 56. There are Su-45s there, and there are also 38 big guns. The Su-45 costs 38, and the 100 is cheaper, and both come with rounds of ammunition." Mo Cong said.

Mo Bin took out three hundred yuan and gave it to him, "Go and buy two good Su-45s immediately, and buy the rest for bullets. Be careful and keep it secret."

"Okay, second brother." Mo Cong quickly agreed, and he will be his direct boss from now on.

Mo Bin drove forward and soon arrived at a small village. The two villages were two or three miles away. This village was slightly larger, called Qiligou, and it was a village with mixed surnames.

The man surnamed Meng is said to have immigrated from Qilu and came here in the late Qing Dynasty. Now there are more than ten families. His two uncles live at the entrance of the village. The old man usually lives with his eldest son.

Uncle Meng Xianfeng, who is only 41 years old this year and is still the village chief of Qiligou, is squatting at the door and is worried. After running the canteen for several months, he has basically run out of food. Now there are no wild vegetables in winter.

In the past few days, I just added up the remaining grains and divided them up. I might as well go home and cook them myself, which would save some money.

My own and my second brother's family are a little better off. They have relied on my sister and brother-in-law for so many years. My son has gained a lot from hunting in the past two years, but there is not much leftover food.

Suddenly there was a sudden sound on the mountain road. When he looked up, a strange car drove over and stopped in front of him.

A young soldier walked up to him and said, "Uncle, I am Er Bin. Why are you always squatting at the door?"

"Er Bin? Suddenly you really don't dare to admit it. You haven't come back in 1989, right? Are you coming back to visit your family?" Meng Xianfeng stood up and asked.

"I changed my job. I came back yesterday and went to work in my dad's factory as a section chief, responsible for purchasing supplies... I drove the car in." Mo Bin briefly chatted with his uncle at the door.

It seems that this place is not as good as Mojiagou. The village is a bit bigger, and there are more people and more buildings. Without thinking about what to eat in the future, Mo Bin sighed and added an extra sack of potatoes and an extra sack of sweet potatoes.

After entering the house, his second uncle's family also came over. Mo Bin went through the same procedure again. Basically, the situation was similar to that of the Mo family, except that the Meng family had a few fewer people. Now only his eldest cousin Meng Qingzhan was married. a son.

Mo Bin repeated the reason again. Everyone had no objection to Meng Qingmin going to work. They just waited for Mo Bin to arrange it.

They were called out again to unload the goods, which were exactly the same as those given to the Mo family, except for an extra bag of sweet potatoes and a bag of potatoes.

Seeing the child's greedy look, Meng Xianfeng had tears in his eyes. He didn't know how to express it. He couldn't refuse yet. He owed his sister too much.

"Two aunties, hurry up and get something to cook. Don't starve yourself. Also, make some dry food. Qingmin put on your hunting stuff and come to my uncle's house in Mojialing to find me later. I'll take you and Mo Cong will go hunting in the mountains for at least two or three days," Mo Bin said to everyone.

"Binzi, why don't you leave after eating?" the uncle asked him.

"I still have something to do, and you're still worried about starving me!" Mo Bin smiled at everyone. If he eats one meal, others will eat at least a few less.

Mo Bin drove through Mojialing without going in. He drove directly to Sihai Township, found a secluded place to park, and entered the space, where he ate, drank water, prepared dry food, and changed clothes.

When going hunting in the mountains, you must not wear this military uniform anymore. Wear thermal underwear, a jacket outside, and hiking boots.

Looking at the belongings of the few people who had fixed rooms in the villa, Mo Bin touched his chin. The two cousins ​​definitely didn't mind wearing old thermal underwear and shoes. It would be a waste to leave them alone. After all, future bosses don't have much old ones. shoe.

After all, the only things that can be left here are basically hiking boots, sports shoes, sportswear, etc. After leaving the island, there are many mountains, although they are not particularly big. They like climbing and running the most.

I found three canvas outdoor hiking backpacks. These are very practical and don’t worry about being exposed. You can’t bring camping equipment, so just bring two waterproof tarpaulins. They don’t take up much space and are not heavy anyway.