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At the beginning of August, it was time for Niuwangzhuang to pay wages again. Because there was an accountant on the mountain, this month's wages were paid in a particularly timely and smooth manner.Without this job, Luo Meng also had a lot of leisure time. After selling vegetables and handing out handwork, he went to the blacksmith shop to collect rent early.

This year, the temperature is generally high across the country. Although Buffalo Town is also hot, it is still cooler than most other places.Those people on the blacksmith shop have been keeping pigeons pretty well recently, and I heard that there will be more fanciers coming in the future.

The batch of pigeons that Yan Yunkai brought over before started the family smoothly, and later his grandfather brought other pigeons, and his parents still kept them in their hometown. If the pigeons that started their family here fly back, they will Send them over again, usually after a few repetitions, they will be able to settle down. After all, the land of Wo Niu Mountain is more popular with pigeons than their hometown.

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Luo Meng and Xiao Shulin had lunch at Mr. Xiao's blacksmith shop, collected the rent and sat around for a while, left two pigeons for Mr. Xiao, and sent two pigeons back to the village. Only then did a dozen or so pigeons go to Niuwang Village.

"Pigeons are here! One hundred and fifty! Buy them early!" Romon yelled as soon as he entered the yard.

"There are still pigeons for sale?" Lin Chunyu finished all the work in the morning, and now she has nothing to do. She was cutting melons to get melon seeds with a few old people. Hearing Luo Meng yelling about selling pigeons, she was also a little moved. But she doesn't know how to cook this dish, think about it or forget it.

"Look at this Luo Meng, he just paid his wages in the morning, and he will take money out of his pocket in the afternoon." The old man working in the yard just laughed.

"Me! Leave one for me!" Bu Yigua, who was taking a nap upstairs, got up from the bed when he heard the word pigeon, and rushed downstairs with a few messy hairs. .

Last time he missed a pig-killing feast for nothing in order to sell honey. This old foodie is almost regretting it. When will the honey not be sold?He calculated the time these few days, and it was almost time for Romon to go to the blacksmith shop to collect rent, and he was just waiting for this pigeon to eat, only once a month, if he missed it, he would have to wait for the next month.

In just such a short time, upstairs and downstairs, even the people working outside came to hear the news, a dozen pigeons were divided up in three or two strokes, and the old boy of Bian Dajun and his wife were all there. Working outside, the pair of dragon and phoenix twins of their family were sent to guard in the yard these two days, and they also occupied one at the moment.

"Why don't you buy a pigeon to eat?" the old man working there asked Lin Chunyu.

"I won't do it when I buy it back." Lin Chunyu laughed.

"Hey, you don't know yet? You don't need to make this pigeon yourself. In the evening, Fatty Hou will make it together. Just give him the liver." These old people have worked in Niuwangzhuang for a long time. Fatty and the others are also very familiar with each other, and they know everything about the yard.

"Don't you need to do it yourself?" Lin Chunyu was moved when she heard that she didn't need to do it by herself.

"Yes."

"Boss! Sell the remaining one to me!" Just now, Luo Meng shouted that it was sold out, but Lin Chunyu had a good sense of numbers. Of the sold quantity, there are obviously three left. Even if Luo Meng and Xiao Shulin each have one, there is still one more.

"How do you know I still have one left?" Romon asked him with a smile.

"Why don't we just eat this?" Lin Chunyu smiled embarrassedly, it seemed that the pigeon Luo Meng had other plans, and she thought he had missed it.

"Shall we share one?" Romon looked at Xiao Shulin.

"Okay." Xiao Shulin was not stingy, he heard about it at the blacksmith shop just now, and there will be more people raising pigeons there in the future, and there will be more pigeons to eat.

"Then give you another one." Luo Meng said to Lin Chunyu.

"Hey! Thank you, boss!" Lin Chunyu happily took out the money. She hasn't been in Niuwangzhuang for a long time, and she doesn't know Luo Meng very well, so she is not used to calling Lao Zhou like others.

"Yo, there is really one more, old Zhou, who did you leave this one for?" Liu Ruhua went to the front of the pigeon cage and counted, then counted several times with her fingers, and finally found the pigeon cage There is indeed one more pigeon in the house.

"Who else can I leave it for? Zheng Bolun, didn't he help us repair the reservoir recently? It's been too hard, so give him a supplement." Luo Meng said, moving the big cage of pigeons to a shady place, waiting for the night, Hou Fatty will clean up these pigeons, and those who have just paid the money will have a share.

"Oh, we've been here for so long, and we've never been taken care of by Lao Zhou..." Liu Ruhua shook his head and sighed.

"Why don't you go to repair the reservoir too? I'll leave you a pigeon next month, how about it?"

"No, girl, I'm not married yet."

"If you have nothing to do, hurry up and go to work. Don't waste your time on foreign jobs. You have to watch those female students. After August is over in Shun Shun Dang, Shun Shun Dang will send these students home. Then I will give you a whole day." A bottle of honey." It is indeed not easy to lead students, and they must not relax during the day and night, of course Romon knows this.

"That's what you said! Don't forget!"

"Don't worry, don't forget."

"I want wolfberry honey this time, not pumpkin honey!"

"Okay, wolfberry honey."

Liu Ruhua got her wish, Diandian went back to work, took care of those students, and at the end of the month the bottle of honey would be in her hands.

"Selling pigeons will also be a source of income in the future." Romon happily counted the tickets, one pigeon was [-], and a dozen or so pigeons were sold, and what was exchanged was a thick stack of red tickets. , there will be more in the future.

After eight o’clock in the evening, it’s time to eat pigeons again. The pigeon meat steamed from lotus leaves is still wrapped, because I only eat it once a month, and everyone is still not tired of it. For a few days, I couldn't think about it again.

In addition to everyone's own pigeons, there were also several side dishes on the table, all of which were produced by Niuwang Village, such as boiled corn, fried beans and cold tofu.In addition to a steamed pigeon meat, Hou Fatzi also had a plate of fried pigeon giblets. I don't know what ingredients were added. It smelled strange and looked delicious.

"Fatty, I'll take a bite of yours." Luo Meng grabbed the chopsticks and stretched them into Fatty Hou's plate.

"Want to eat? Trade pigeon meat with me." The fat man tightly guarded the plate of fried pigeon offal, not showing any face to their boss.

"Okay, okay, I'll exchange it with you." Luo Meng glanced at the steamed pigeon meat of himself and Xiao Shulin, picked a piece of meat with less meat and more bones and threw it over, and then took a pigeon heart from the fat man's side, and put it on the Putting it on his own plate, he pushed the plate towards Xiao Shulin again: "Taste this."

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Luo Meng watched as Xiao Shulin put the pigeon heart in his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it again.

"Very good." Xiao Shulin smiled.

"Fatty, come, get another piece." Romon picked up another piece with less meat and more bones.

"No more, let's see what you gave me?" The fat man refused to be fooled a second time no matter what he said.

"Hey, Luo Meng, counting the time, your loquat wine can almost be opened, right?" Bu Yigua said at this time.

"Where? It's not time yet." Romon waved his hand.

"Almost? Isn't it, fat man?" Bu Yigua turned to ask Fatty Hou beside him.

"Yes, it's almost there." Fatty Hou is also greedy for loquat wine now.

"Forget it, I'll tell you to try it today." Luo Meng said as he took out the key from his body and handed it to Na Qiyun who was beside him: "Qiyun, go to the warehouse where the wine is stored, and help uncle get a jar and two catties Come out with the packed loquat wine."

"Five catties! Five catties!"

"Who is enough to drink two catties? Qi Yun, you can carry a five catties out." When Luo Meng said that two catties were enough, these people started booing again.

"It's almost enough, what do you really want to drink when you get drunk?" Five catties of loquat wine can contain about three catties of white wine and two catties of loquat, which will cost more than 200 yuan. This jar of loquat wine has to be sold outside While selling, Luo Meng didn't want to pay 500 yuan.

"?" Na Qiyun was a little confused by what these people said, so he could only look at his father for help.

"!" Na Maocheng secretly compared five fingers to his son. For this Northwest man, five catties of fruit wine is not enough to look at, let alone two catties, it is not enough to fit his teeth.

Na Qiyun got his father's signal, and happily went to the barn where the wine was stored. After a while, he came out with a five-jin jar of loquat wine. The unique fruity aroma of loquat wine wafted in the yard immediately.

"Boss Zheng! What do you eat that tastes so good?" The boys upstairs were restless.

"Drinking, it's none of your business." Romon yelled upstairs.

"What wine? It smells like canned food!" The boys pretended to be stupid.

"Come down." Zheng Bolun waved at them.

"Aw!" These stinky boys rushed down.

"Take this and share it." Zheng Bolun served them the pigeon meat he had just eaten.

"Aoooooo!!!" These seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys ran upstairs while roaring after receiving the pigeon meat from Zheng Bolun.

"Give me a piece! Give me a piece!"

"I'll just say it! I smelled this fragrance early in the morning!"

"Hey! Save me some soup!"

"It's gone..."

"Suck." Wan Liangshan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly sniffled.

"What's wrong?" Lin Chunyu asked him.

"I think of our elementary school head teacher coming. At that time, many students and teachers in our school brought meals for lunch. In those days, every family was not rich, and there were few meat in the lunch box. Our head teacher and his wife cooked it for him every day at noon. We asked us to share the two eggs, and from the beginning to the end, I never saw him eat it by himself." Wan Liangshan said.

"Hey, your homeroom teacher is really good. I used to be a homeroom teacher, but because my master was a fortune-teller, had no parents, and never gave her a gift, he looked down on me." Liu Ruhua said angrily.

"When I was in primary school, I also had a head teacher. Several times I didn't do my homework, but he took me home. I even ate dinner at their house." Hou Fatty said a word, and the atmosphere that was a little sad just now was overwhelmed. It's all clean, what else can this girl remember besides eating?

"Hey, Zheng Bolun, what did you do before? Did you ever work as a teacher?" Lin Chunyu asked Zheng Bolun at this time.

"Well, I did." Probably due to the special atmosphere tonight, Zheng Bolun, who has been avoiding talking about his past, actually responded to Lin Chunyu's question head-on.

"Teaching elementary school or junior high school?" Romon and the others were also very curious.

"Elementary and junior high schools are taught. The place is very remote. There are more than [-] children in one school, ranging in age from seven or eight to seventeen or eighteen. I was the only teacher at that time." Zheng Bolun said.

"Then why did you leave later?" Fatty Hou asked him.

"I found other volunteers later, so I left." Zheng Bolun smiled.

"Volunteer? So you used to be a volunteer! Haha, we all thought you were a homeless man!" Bian Dajun laughed out loud.

"Then you're the only one." Grandpa Ma shook his head, and he didn't know why Dajun's eyes were so long. Zheng Bolun, a young man, looks like a homeless man in terms of temperament and demeanor?This is clearly a seedling from the parents of good people.

"Being a volunteer, have you been to many places?" Xiao Shulin seemed to be quite interested in this.

"West, north, northwest, southwest, I've all gone through some places." Zheng Bolun said after taking a sip of loquat wine.

"Tsk, this wine is good!" The old man of the Ma family also took a sip of the loquat wine, tsk-tsk, shaking his head very comfortably.

"What else do you do as volunteers?" Niu Hongxia, Na Maocheng's wife, seemed curious about it.

"I wasn't a volunteer at first, I just walked around and helped people who were in trouble. Later, I met a few people. They often participate in a forum. If they encounter a situation beyond their ability, they will post it on the forum. , can also get some help, especially for some out-of-school children, it is easier to get pledges from some caring people in society." Zheng Bolun talked more while drinking loquat wine.

"Tell me, what happened to you all?" Although this topic was a bit sad, none of the people present had experienced such a thing, so they were very curious about what happened to Zheng Bolun.

"Well, the most common ones are the poor, the ones who can't help it, the old and the young at home, the sick and sick, or the honest villagers who don't know a single word, there is no way to get out of the mountains and get rid of poverty. None." Zheng Bolun said and shook his head.

"Then what are you doing?" Bian Dajun asked again.

"If you are sick, you will buy medicine. If you have medical volunteers, you will see a doctor and have a physical examination. If you have children, you will find a way to send them to school. If you don't have a school, you will go to school. That time If there is no teacher, I have to go up on my own." Zheng Bolun squinted his eyes and smiled, bowed his head and took another sip of wine.

"By the way, I met a village once. There was a river there, but there was no bridge. Every time it rained, it was very dangerous and people were killed. We raised some money at that time, but it was still not enough. In order to save money, I consulted several road and bridge professionals online, then bought some reinforced concrete, and built the bridge myself."

"You build the bridge yourself?" Bian Dajun heard, that's too capable!

"It's not just a few of us, many villagers have come to help, food and lodging are all in their homes, and there are people delivering meals at noon." Zheng Bolun seems to be a little bit drunk at the moment, and his two dark eyes are bright. With a smile, the bearded face also appeared much clearer.

"Hey! I admire you so much, buddies! Come on, have a drink!" Bian Dajun raised his glass and touched Zheng Bolun.

"It's nothing." Zheng Bolun clinked glasses with him, drank another half of the glass, waved his hand and said, "There are more times when I can't help."

"Tell me." Luo Meng said after taking a sip of the loquat wine.

"There is a pair of brothers and sisters. When I first met them a few years ago, they were still young. Now that the elder brother is in primary school, someone has already pledged donations. The younger sister is still younger. There are mother and grandfather at home. The father has passed away, and the grandfather More than 70, still doing farm work, mother has uremia, at least 1000 yuan per month for dialysis and medication." Zheng Bolun paused, and then said: "More than 1000 yuan is not much in our eyes. To them, It's an astronomical figure."

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An hour later, the banquet was over, and Luo Meng took a phone number that Zheng Bolun had written to him, and walked silently with Xiao Shulin on the way back to their own hut, with a helpless smile and said: "The money for selling pigeons will not be our own anymore. .”

"!" Xiao Shulin grinned, and raised his hand to pinch Romon's neck under his creaking nest.

"Dizzy! Dizzy! I'm dizzy!" Romon shouted again and again.

"Then go back and lie down quickly." Xiao Shulin rubbed Romon's hair with his other hand, just like rubbing the southeast, northwest, and north of their house.

"Hey, take it easy, my neck is twisted." Romon yelled and laughed secretly in his heart. The way the little forest expresses their feelings is really special.