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Because it was not the first time to slaughter a pig, Romon thought that there would be fewer people coming to sell pork at four or five in the morning these days, but unexpectedly there were more people than when he came here last time.

"You don't go to bed so early, what are you doing here?" As soon as Luo Meng saw the thieves of Luo Wenfeng on the side of the grain drying yard, he immediately pulled him out.

"Hush! Don't be seen by my dad." Luo Wenfeng shrunk his neck, looking like a thief in the small square where the pigs were slaughtered, and twisted behind Luo Meng.

"Isn't today Monday? You won't be in class for a while?" Romon patted the boy on the back of the head.

"It's class, I'm just here to buy a piece of meat." Luo Wenfeng curled his lips, he was already careful enough, he didn't dare to sneak into the crowd, unexpectedly, he was picked out by Luo Meng.

"That's not your meat, and you still want to buy it?" Romon patted the back of his head again.

"I'll help my classmate buy it." Luo Wenfeng touched the back of his head and stepped back, keeping distance from Luo Meng.

"Tell me, what's going on?" Anyway, he was idle, so Romon simply used his time to listen to what these little boys were doing.

"The fat guy in our class said that if I bought him two catties of pork belly, he would lend me his laptop to play with for a week." Luo Wenfeng was not afraid that Luo Meng would tell the news, so he would tell the news. Anyway, the most he could get was a beating. got used to.

"One week? That fat man is quite generous, isn't he?"

"Tch, he still has a desktop computer at home." Luo Wenfeng said nonchalantly.

"Then why are you going to buy it?" After a while, Luo Hanrong and Luo Hanliang brothers would have to serve him with sticks if they saw this kid coming here after four o'clock in the morning.

"I'm waiting for Luo Minghui. It was agreed last night. That kid must be sleeping late again." Luo Wenfeng said angrily. Everyone in the village said that Luo Minghui was unreliable and could even lose sheep. He still didn't believe in evil. Sure enough, the eyes of the masses are discerning.

"How can he agree to buy meat for you?" Luo Meng didn't know much about Luo Minghui, but young man, it's possible for you to let him go to bed at four in the morning, but let him get up at four in the morning?Then they have to kill them!

"I promise to help him pick up sheep dung eggs for a day this Saturday." Luo Wenfeng wiped his nose and sniffed his nose. It's not yet May, and the morning weather is still a bit cold.

"You can go through a lot of trouble, just to play with the computer for a week, and you can do so many things." Luo Meng really admired him, how do children nowadays have such brains, how can they have such ideas?

"Then what can I do? My dad won't buy it for me." Since Luo Hanrong and his wife came back, Luo Wenfeng's quality of life has improved a lot, especially if he wants to buy a schoolbag, clothes and shoes. It's easy to talk, just this computer, it's useless for him to wear his mouth.

"Okay, you can go back to sleep, isn't it just two catties of pork belly, I bought it for you." Thinking that Luo Wenfeng also made some contributions to Niuwangzhuang, Luo Meng decided to help him out of a rare kindness.

"Hey! Thank you, Uncle Luo Meng!" Luo Wenfeng was so happy. "That fat man likes to eat fat meat, you can pick up the fat later and buy it!"

"Got it, your pork is famous now?" Romon asked casually.

"It's okay, the main reason is that there are too few. My uncle raised a total of several hundred pigs last year. The Jiwei Building has to pull one every day, and now it kills one every day here. My dad also needs a lot, so I just don't want to eat pigs." There is not much left, and the ones that have been eaten are said to be very delicious, and the ones that have not been eaten, I really want to try." This kid is not very old, but he talks about things in an orderly manner.

"Jiwei Loula live pigs go to kill yourself?"

"Well, it's so fresh."

"Then do you know what price your family will give them?"

"It is said that it is calculated at twice the price of a native pig."

"What about our side?"

"Same."

"Oh, the price has increased." Luo Meng originally planned to buy more pork and go back to Niuwangzhuang, but it seems that it will not be possible.

"You still think it's expensive?" Luo Wenfeng's nose was twisted with anger. You know that Luo Meng is now the biggest rich man in Dawan Village. It's not easy for his uncle to raise those pigs, and it's too expensive!Hmph, otherwise why would people call him Lao Zhou?

"What do you know? Do you know how many mouths there are on my mountain?" Alas, if you are not in charge, you don't know how expensive Chai Mi is.

After Luo Hanrong and Luo Hanliang brothers brought a pig over, the sparse people waiting to buy pork in the sun-drying yard spontaneously formed a long queue, and Luo Meng also obediently queued up. There are cats under the pile.

There are too many monks and too little porridge. After buying this pork, everyone has nothing to choose. Basically, they just buy whatever they can. Romon came early and got the last piece of pork liver. It was very easy to discuss with the people in front for a long time. I got half a tube bone from him, and bought more than five catties of pork belly with skin.

Among them, two catties of pork belly were bought for Luo Wenfeng, and the rest was not enough for them to stuff their teeth in Niuwang Village, so Luo Meng simply carried it back to his home in the village. Liu Chunlan and the others hadn't gotten up yet, and Luo Hongfeng had already left the house for the morning shift.

Luo Meng washed the bones and boiled them in a large pot, then cut the pork with skin into small cubes, cut a small piece of ginger, fried the sugar in the hot pot, sprinkled cooking wine and soy sauce, put Added a few star anise and added boiled braised pork.

These two pots were cooking together, one side was bone broth and the other side was braised pork. Old man Luo was so greedy that he got up from bed as soon as it was dawn.

"It's early in the morning, is it the New Year's Eve?"

"Dad, you go out for a stroll first, and you can eat it when you come back."

"What are you shopping for? What's there to do?"

"Why don't you go to my place and pick some goji berry leaves?"

"Success." The old man Luo responded, and went out with a dry pipe in his mouth. Anyway, he stayed at home at the moment and was doing nothing. No, he can go to the field to see it, don't do it.

"Uncle, what are you cooking?" Luo Meihui and Luo Meiling were also taken aback, sitting on the stairs sleepily smelling the smell of meat.

"Can't you smell it?" Romon put down the firewood in his hand, and lifted the two nieces down the stairs one by one.

"Meat!" Luo Meiling wrinkled her nose and sniffed, swallowing her saliva.

"Uncle, are the loquats on the mountain ripe?" Luo Meihui, a foodie, was already thinking about loquats before she even opened her eyes.

"No." Luo Meng said against his will, obviously Xiao Shulin had already eaten.

"When did you get familiar with it?"

"Come over this Saturday, let's look for it together." Luo Meng reckoned that by this Saturday, many loquats would be ripe on the mountain.

"It's so early in the morning, why did you still cook the meat?" After a while, Liu Chunlan also got up, led the two girls to brush their teeth and wash their faces, and asked them to change their clothes and comb their hair.After not steaming steamed buns, she took care of the two girls every day, and then did some housework, Liu Chunlan was much more relaxed.

After a while, the old man Luo also came back. By the way, he brought some steamed buns and two pieces of tofu from the courtyard of Niuwangzhuang. A stack of crunchy pickles makes for a hearty breakfast.

After all, the braised pork is greasy, so I didn't eat much in the morning. It will taste even better if it is left for half a day and cooked for a while at noon and evening.After breakfast, Luo Meng packed a box of braised pork and took it away, intending to save it for Xiao Shulin to add food to in the evening.

Looking at the time, it's not even eight o'clock. After thinking about it, Romon took his camera and went up the mountain. Recently, thanks to the students who went to his place for a spring outing, the harvest of plum blossoms on the mountain went very smoothly. There are already a batch of The flower buds have been processed, and they can be posted online for sale within two days. Luo Meng plans to go up the mountain to take some photos, so that Luo Xingyou can edit and put them on the shelves. After all, this thorn plum blossom is also a long-term business, so it cannot be sloppy.

Today, another student from Buffalo Town Central Primary School came to him for a spring outing. Originally, the school wanted to arrange classes from several grades to come together. Romon told them that they could come together, but there were so many people. If not, he can't arrange lunch.

As soon as those little bastards heard that they had no lunch, they immediately started to rebel. During the past two days on the weekend, they heard the fifth grade students in the town say how delicious and crispy the cucumbers in Niuwangzhuang were, and they also heard about the braised cucumbers. Eggs, how tasty and delicious, and that dish...

They were all waiting, but now they suddenly said that they didn't care about the meal, and the delicious food that they had been looking forward to for a weekend flew away immediately. No one would like to leave it on anyone.

A chubby girl asked their class teacher with teary eyes, "Teacher, our family is so poor. My mother is happy to hear that I don't need to buy snacks for the spring outing. Why has she changed her mind now?"

Then, the head teacher of this student went to the office and told the grade group leader: "There are some students in our class whose families are very difficult. This time, I heard that our school organizes a spring outing without buying snacks at home, and even called to praise it." One pass, praise us for a good job. How do you want me to tell them now?"

After unifying the opinions of the head teachers of each class, the grade group leader went to the dean to do work: "This time, after the fifth grade students of our school came back from the spring outing, they wrote several very brilliant compositions, and all the head teachers have already contributed I went there, no accidents, I should be able to come back with a few awards for our school. I heard that one of the compositions was very lively, and it was about having lunch at Niuwangzhuang. This is a good thing. Students in other grades should also experience it."

The dean thought for a while, then went to the principal's office. He sighed, and said to the principal: "The group leaders of all grades have been instigated. In my opinion, the spring outing should be carried out in graded sections."

If you really want to go up the mountain in a swarm, not to mention picking flowers, it’s not bad if you don’t trample all the herbs on the mountain, so for Romon, it’s best to let the students come to him for spring outing in batches, after all, the words on the mountain are also It should be opened slowly day by day.

As soon as Luo Meng went to the mountain to take a few photos, there were students following up the mountain in a mighty manner, all carrying bamboo baskets in their hands. Most of these bamboo baskets were woven with packing belts.When Niuwangzhuang was renovated last year, and when the cold storage was built later, Luo Quangui picked up many packing tapes and put them away. Later, when there was nothing to do in winter, he slowly wove these packing tapes into baskets.

Baskets made of packing tape are lighter and easier to use than those made of bamboo strips, especially the weaving is very fast. Later, Luo Meng asked Luo Xingyou to collect the cardboard boxes at the store in the town, and help him collect some packing by the way Bring them back. In the future, picking flowers and fruits on the mountain will always use a lot of baskets.

Luo Meng greeted several teachers who led the team, took a few photos of these little bastards running wildly all over the mountain, and then went down the mountain first, and walked to the valley where the stone frogs were raised. After careful observation, I confirmed that there are still many stone frogs living in this place, so I left with confidence.

Take these photos to Luo Xingyou's house, edit the product details with him, and put the thorny plum blossoms on the shelves. The price is 30 yuan per tael. This is what Luo Meng discussed with Lin Kuo before, and he would rather sell slowly. There is no promotion or price reduction. After processing the flower buds picked in spring, as long as they are stored properly, there is no problem in storing them until winter.

In the process of flower bud processing these days, Luo Meng and the others have also accumulated some experience. The dried flower buds have a good flower shape, but the color is relatively dull, and the fragrance is not strong. It is best to use natural drying. Fortunately, this year The weather here is very dry, so the process went very smoothly.

The old people in the yard have recently found something to do again. It takes a lot of manpower just to process these flower buds every day.

After eating at noon, Luo Meng thought for a while, and picked two more boxes of bees to go up the mountain. Although the thorny plum blossoms don't produce much honey, and the buds on the Tianshan Mountain are almost picked before they have time to open, but as long as these As soon as the elementary school students' spring outing is over, there will be a large area of ​​thorny plum blossoms blooming on the mountain. At that time, they should be able to collect some thorny rose nectar. At the same time, bees can also play a role in pollination. When autumn comes, they will have Rose berries are ready to pick.

Finally, when the clock reached 03:30 in the afternoon, Xiao Shulin came back, and it was only then that Luo Meng realized that the ancients said that not seeing each other every day is like three autumns apart, but they did not actually use any exaggerated rhetorical techniques.

Xiao Shulin had just finished attending the comrade-in-arms reunion, and he seemed to be in a good mood. After taking a short rest in the courtyard, he let go of his arms and went to work with those people who were repairing the cowshed, and Romon followed along. .

Repairing the cowshed with stones is easy to say, but it is actually a big project. In just two days of work on the weekend, these people haven't even laid a foundation. Today is Monday, and many people have already gone back to work. There were a few scattered people left to help Zheng Bolun.

Because the reservoir is almost finished, I heard that Luo Meng and the others are going to repair the cowshed, and the village head Luo Quanshun has released them without hesitation. Otherwise, it would be impossible to repair the cowshed just by relying on those guys who know how to talk on paper. of.

Before the start of construction on the other end, there were a few people who looked decent and pointed out Jiangshan, but when it really started, they only had the role of lifting stones. People who have never moved stones before Can the Wall count on them?

Before it was time for dinner, there was another commotion at the Pipa Forest. Romon and the others had already gotten used to it, and they didn't take it seriously. They continued to move stones and cement until a guy stood on the hillside and shouted at Romon. : "Old Zhou! Come quickly! Your niece has climbed a tree!"

"What the hell?" Romon put the stone on the ground, pretending that he had misheard.

"Luo Meihui and Luo Meiling went climbing the tree." Xiao Shulin also put down the things in his hands, looking excited.

"These two wild girls." Luo Meng had no choice but to put down his work and went to Pipa Forest, Xiao Shulin also went together.

From a distance, Luo Meng saw that the Pipa Forest was full of people and dogs, and it was very lively. From time to time, some people yelled and the dogs barked even more excitedly.Luo Meiling raised her head, stood under the loquat tree and stretched her neck to look up. The girl in the tree wearing white pantyhose and a pair of pink leather shoes was Luo Meng's eldest niece Luo Meihui.

"Luo Meihui! What are you doing? Why don't you come down quickly!" Luo Meng raised his eyebrows at his niece once in a while, God damn it, why does the kindergarten get out of school so early?

"Picking loquats!" Luo Meihui stood steadily on a branch that was not too thick, and pointed to the bright yellow loquat fruit on top of her head.

"Didn't I agree to bring you to pick them on Saturday?"

"But it's ripe now!" Who's waiting for Saturday?

"Just one, enough for who? Come down quickly, or I'll tell your mother to go later." At this time, it's better to carry Luo Hongfeng out.

"Mom doesn't care, she said you can climb the tree." Luo Meiling under the tree also raised her chin to fight against Luo Meng.

"Liar." Luo Meng didn't believe it, Luo Hongfeng, who refused to let them go up the mountain to play without wearing a straw hat in summer, could let these two girls climb trees to play?

"Really, mother said not to climb too high." Luo Meiling said eloquently.

"Grandma also said, let's practice hard and climb more trees, so that we won't suffer from quarreling with men in the future." Luo Meihui on the tree supported the trunk with one hand, and put her other hand on her waist, with a confident look.

Xiao Shulin twitched the corner of his mouth, and said to Luo Meihui on the tree: "If you can't beat him, you can still climb up the tree, right?"

"Yes!" Luo Meihui raised her head and chest, full of air.

So, that night, such a post appeared on Tongcheng Forum.

Host: "Women should learn to climb trees."

Then I attached some photos. The protagonists in the loquat forest were all photographed this evening, and even the dialogue was included.

First floor: "Ahem, some men can also learn it. At critical moments, it can be used as a life-saving trick."

Second floor: "First, we need a tree in our yard."

The third floor: "It is not too late to plant now. If you are 30 years old and plant a tree now, then when you are 40 years old, it will become your solid support."

The fourth floor: "I have always been worried. My son's personality is really too bunny. He was often bullied by girls in the kindergarten to the point of crying. I was worried that he would be bullied when he married a wife when he grows up. However, as a father, I can What can I do for him? Now I finally know that I can plant a tree for him.”

Fifth floor: "If you love him, plant a tree for him."

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