Niu male

November in the Gregorian calendar is the golden autumn season, and the golden rice of the old Zhou family is ready to be harvested. The water in the field has been drained a few days in advance, and the crabs have basically been caught.

Each field only left a puddle of water on the ground to provide water for a few crabs that slipped through the net. After the rice harvest was completed, Romon and the others had to enclose another small terraced field and put the previously reserved ones The crabs were grown and returned to the fields. Although it was convenient to buy crab seedlings, Romon still wanted to try to breed them by himself.

Early in the morning on Saturday, the big guys went to the rice fields with sickle ropes. There were many people working in Niuwangzhuang during the weekend, so Lao Zhou chose these two days for rice harvesting.

"Wait first! I'll take two photos first!" Luo Meng hurried up the hill at this time.

"What? Don't we keep this rice for ourselves to eat?" Fatty Hou was gnawing buns on the ground, and when he saw Lao Zhou bring up his camera, he immediately felt a sense of crisis.

"It's a good idea. I can eat such a good crab field rice by myself? It can sell for more than ten yuan a catty!" Lao Zhou took a few photos with his camera, a few recent photos, a few distant photos, and a few more. It's time to take it back and choose it slowly. Right now, I don't have time to read it carefully. He has to go to town later.

"What? Are you going to sell it?" When Fatty Hou heard this, he suddenly felt that there was no hope for this day.

"When the batch of new rice comes out, let's have a good meal first, and keep it for sale in the future. You can go back and talk to Manager Chen later, and ask him to make arrangements in advance. When the batch of new rice comes out, our bull king Zhuang wants to grind a batch of rice paste and sell it online." Luo Meng told the fat man while taking pictures.

"Just one meal?" Fatty Hou didn't care what he bought, he only cared about his own mouth.

"How many more meals do you want to eat? There are so many people on the mountain, do you know how much rice they eat for a meal?" It's not that Lao Zhou is too picky, but their parents have too many day jobs, so they can always afford crab rice?

"Why don't I know about this?" the fat man said, he was the one who cooked the rice. "What are you doing grinding that rice flour?"

"Isn't that for little babies?" Many customers of Luo Meng's online store asked them if they could make milk powder after hearing that Niuwangzhuang produced buffalo milk.

Because of environmental pollution and the lack of reputation of some businesses, many young parents are now very worried about the food safety of their dolls. They can be trusted by Niuwangzhuang, but how can there be so much milk in Luomeng for milk powder? There is not enough fresh milk to sell every day. of.

This time, when the batch of rice is ripe, he plans to make rice porridge and sell it on the Internet. What adults eat is not what they eat, and children must be ranked first.Since Dahouwazi came to their house, Romon also understood the feelings of being a parent better.

"Old Zhou! When is the new rice?" Someone asked on the ground.

"Tomorrow night." It's not easy for these people to harvest rice, and they have to taste the new rice before going back.

"Ow!"

"I have to call my wife. If I miss this time, I won't be able to eat next time."

"Why don't you go online and shout?"

"That's right, tell everyone to come over and have a taste. After passing this village, there will be no such shop."

"This Sunday afternoon, Lao Zhou's family will eat new rice, and this is the only meal. If you want to come, hurry up and finish."

On Saturday and Sunday, the number of people who came to Niuwangzhuang increased sharply, and there was a scene of fiery labor on the mountain. It seemed that the rice that Luo Meng originally planned to harvest in two weekends could be finished in this one weekend.

On the ground, men and women bent down to cut the rice. Some of them didn’t know how to use a sickle, and some of them cut their hands at the beginning. They applied the herbal medicine from the old Zhou’s family and continued working. Drag their squad back.

You know, after working every day, Lao Zhou will select a champion group based on their average scores of the day. The food in the champion group is good. A jar of red bayberry wine from Niuwangzhuang, ouch!

Members of the championship group, when they leave, each can bring back a basket of Niuwangzhuang specialties. The basket is full, which is quite affordable!The most important thing is that honor, eating chestnut roast chicken, drinking small wine, and carrying a big basket when leaving, not to mention how proud it is!

Of course the championship is not so easy to win, the competition is quite fierce, did the team over there see that?It is said that when recruiting team members, only physical education teachers were needed, and all the men and women were in good shape, hehe, but the physical education teachers also have family members who hindered them. For now, their advantages are not absolute.

And that team over there, all of them are big boys, they are the boys' team of the third high school in their county. These little bastards not only don't bring their parents, brothers and sisters, but they don't even bring beautiful girls. , has won the championship several times, quite arrogant and proud, and even built a tall building in the Tongcheng Forum to record their results.It is said that these little bastards are quite popular in their school, but which girl wants to go to Niuwangzhuang with them?no.

"Big guy! We have a lot of rice here, hurry up and take it away." At this time, the students on the hillside saw a tricycle coming up from below, and shouted quickly.

"What's the rush? You still have a lot of unthreshed rice." A big boy came up on a three-wheeled motorcycle as he spoke.

"That kid is lazy."

"You're still lazy. Other teams have two or three people responsible for threshing. You just arrange one person. What do you want to do to exhaust people?"

"Hey, I'll take his place in a while."

"Boss, how is your stay in Niuwangzhuang?" A boy asked when he was loading the tricycle with rice.

"That's not it. Everyone else has run away. Those who study are studying, and those who are learning crafts are learning crafts. Now there are only three people left, me and Fatty Glasses." The big boy said.

"Hey, I've also heard about those guys who are not firm."

"You can't blame them. You haven't graduated yet. You don't know. The pressure is great. When those people hear that we don't study and want to farm, they all look like two hundred and five. It's normal that they can't stand it." The big man shook Shaking his head, he put on an old-fashioned look.

"Persist for a few more months, brothers, and soon, the brothers will come to keep you company."

"Then you have to think clearly."

"What's not clear, brother, I love physical labor more than mental labor."

"It's fine if you want to come, Lao Zhou said, if we can really do it for a long time, we will arrange a single room for you after one year."

"Wow! It's so cool to live alone in a small second floor!"

"What's the matter? Lao Zhou built a house in the town, you know? As long as the conditions are met, you can buy it with rent. The fat man has no chance. Their family is rich and they have several houses. If they don't meet the requirements, I will tell you Glasses are going to sign up."

"Then do you plan to live in the town or in a courtyard house here?"

"Let's talk about it when the time comes, there may not be a show yet."

"Don't think about it, it's definitely not going to happen." At this time, Liu Ruhua also drove up the mountain with a motorcycle tricycle.

"Why?" the students asked quickly.

"I have already asked. Lao Zhou said that if he wants a house in the town, he has to give up the dormitory in the courtyard. Besides, Lao Zhou mainly targets young people who have rigid needs but cannot afford the down payment. How old are you this year, so you already need it? Also, don’t try to fish in troubled waters under Lao Zhou’s nose, I’ll tell you, it’s all useless.” Liu Ruhua said, riding a tricycle to the side of the vegetable field .

"Hey, it looks like it's really hopeless." The students finally realized the reality.

"It's okay, there may be opportunities in a few years. To be honest, it's still too early for us to buy a house now." The teenagers comforted each other.

"I think so too. Besides, it's a pity to give up the dormitory in Niuwangzhuang, don't you think so?"

"I think like Uncle Bian and the others, it would be nice for a family to live in Niuwangzhuang."

"Yes, in the future, you can eat in the cafeteria after you have a baby, so you can save on food expenses."

"That's only if the daughter-in-law is willing. Now some women like to go to big cities."

"..."

The people who were working in the field on the side couldn't help but laughed: "I haven't written the horoscope yet, so it sounds like the truth."

On Sunday afternoon, Luo Meng and Xiao Shulin started the shelling machine early on, and they produced hundreds of catties of new rice. Old man Liu Chunlan, Luo and Boss Xiao's family also came over.

After four o'clock in the afternoon, Fatty Hou couldn't wait to start steaming rice. He put the washed and soaked white rice into several large rectangular plates, added water and put them in the rice steaming box. Array of rice fragrance.

"Suck! Suck!" Fatty Hou sniffled, and nestled next to the rice steamer, refusing to leave.

"Oh, this rice is really delicious!" Boss Xiao and the others also entered the cafeteria one after another when they smelled the aroma.

"Rice has to taste like this!" Old man Luo smacked his lips as well. The smell is really good, and it feels so comforting and real!

"If you like it, one of you will bring a bag of rice to you after dinner, and you can eat this rice in the future." It's not a good thing, and it's worth giving your family some Miromon.

"Hi." The old man Luo waved his hand and said, "Didn't you say you want to grind rice flour? Just grind rice flour, and we can compete with the dolls for food."

Boss Xiao really wanted it a little bit, but since the old man Luo said so, he couldn't be inferior, so he also said: "Let's forget it, let's keep it for the children, what do we eat? ah?"

That's what they said, when they eat later, these two old men will eat no less than the young people who have done farm work for a day.

"Oh! After living for most of my life, I don't know how rice tastes like!"

"Delicious! Is Lao Zhou selling this rice?"

"It's said to be rice porridge."

"I really want to buy a few catties and give it to my parents!"

"Would you like to discuss it with Lao Zhou?"

"Don't worry, wait until I finish eating."

"It's almost enough, don't stretch it out."

"It's so delicious! Can't stop!"

"Master Fat! The rice is gone, let's steam another box!"

"..."

This evening, there was an unprecedented amount of food left in Niuwang Village. These people were all focused on eating. After eating, they even asked Luo Meng to make a soft meal. They insisted on buying a few catties of new rice to go back. Luo Meng thought about what they had received in the past two days The rice is also very hard, so I agreed, and the purchase limit is five catties per catty, ten yuan per catty, only this time is not an example.

These people bought rice, and bought a lot of other vegetables and grains. They left Niuwangzhuang in big and small bags. Recently, there are many people going to Niuwangzhuang every weekend. At this time, on the side of the road at the intersection outside Niuwangzhuang, There are also many cars parked to attract passengers, including tricycles, vans, and Liuzhou Wuling of Xiao Shulin's company.

"Is our son full? Let me touch it." On the way back to his hut, Luo Meng held the monkey boy in his hands, and reached out to touch his round belly. , I ate three small bowls of rice in one go.

"Huh..." Houwazi got up early every morning, and now he had a full meal, and fell asleep in Luo Meng's arms.

"This kid." Romon smiled and hugged him with his coat.

"Sleeping?" Xiao Shulin asked.

"Yes." Romon replied.

"When are you going to take him for surgery?" Houwazi's other test results came out two days ago. Except for atrial septal defect, there was no other problem. has been ruled out.

"Didn't you say it's not serious, let's see again." Luo Meng wanted to wait and see if his spiritual spring water would work on Houwazi, and if it worked, he wouldn't do it without surgery.

"Okay." Xiao Shulin nodded without any objection.

The two walked quietly on the path home, with a very obedient and quiet golden retriever walking in front of them. When they reached the door of the hut, the golden retriever stopped at the door, waiting for Xiao Shulin to take out the key to open the door.After entering the house, he put the monkey boy in his own den. After taking a bath, Luo Meng and Xiao Shulin went upstairs to rest.

"Well……"

There was only one dim bedside lamp lit in the room, and two naked men overlapped each other on the bed. Romon hugged Xiao Shulin's head with one arm, letting his lips and tongues entwine with him constantly, The other hand kept going down along the firm and beautiful texture, across the collarbone, and after rubbing passionately on his full chest, he brushed over the tight abdomen...

"Hmm..." Xiao Shulin's breathing suddenly became rapid, and Romon's heart tightened as well, and he licked and sucked his lips even harder. The wet and slippery tongue had a strong erotic aura, which made Xiao Shulin breathe even more urgently. .

...

"Ha! Come on, hurry up." Xiao Shulin's eyes were moist, and he spread his legs wide, allowing Romon to contradict fiercely in his body, but the desire in his body was like a river in a dam, accumulating more and more High, but still can't find an outlet to vent.

"Hmm..." Romon's eyes locked tightly on the man below him, he loved the way this man was indulging in desire.

"Hmm... push hard! Ha..." Xiao Shulin's strong and powerful legs were tightly wrapped around Luo Meng's waist, and he couldn't help raising his neck high when he contradicted him, his lips parted slightly unconsciously, and his eyes also changed. I feel a little slack, and when I feel extremely refreshed, there will still be tears rolling down the corners of my eyes.

"Not yet enough..."

"what……"

The happy night is still very long. After the arrival of Houwazi, the number of intimacy between Luo Meng and Xiao Shulin has decreased. A considerable part of the time that originally belonged to the two of them has become the time spent by the three of them. The long-awaited longing Let them always look extra enthusiastic when it comes to venting.

Early the next morning, after a deep and intimate kiss, the two woke up at the usual time. The family of three washed up and went out with gold, and started a new busy day.

Although the old people on both sides said no, after collecting the persimmons this morning, Luo Meng still sent a bag of rice to the two old people, and agreed to give them new ones when they finished eating.

On Niuwangzhuang, the first batch of rice porridge has also started to be made. When the work started in the morning, Chen Jianhua arranged for several people to scrub and soak a batch of rice. Turn it into powder, and then put it on the tools he prepared in advance to dry.

The powder from semi-dried rice grains has many sticky flakes. After drying in the sun, it is ground again with a stone, and then it becomes fine rice noodles.

The rice paste cooked with this kind of rice flour is better than that made by machine. Most of the machine is crushed directly with blades during the powder making process, while the rice paste made by stone milling will not affect the substance of the rice itself. The structure causes too much damage, and of course the nutritional content of the rice is retained to a greater extent, which will also be reflected in the taste.

Of course, the most important thing is that the old Zhou’s crab field rice is very good. These ground rice noodles are dried in the yard, and the autumn wind blows, and you can still smell the faint fragrance of rice. The old people say that this rice must be special. support people.

After the first batch of rice paste came out, Luo Meng asked the old people in the yard to pack it in kraft paper bags with self-sealing seals, each bag weighing one catty.He took this batch of goods to Luo Xingyou's house together with the photos he had taken in the past two days, and asked them to sell them on the shelves. He agreed to sell them for 15 yuan per catty, and each user was limited to three catties.

Not surprisingly, the rice porridge from Luo Meng's house was sold out in less than two hours after it was put on the shelves that night. Looking at the purchase quantity in the sales records, all of them were neatly numbered with 3. It was said that each person could buy three. These people did not buy two catties.

On the second afternoon, an ordinary family in Tongcheng City.

"Mom, the baby doesn't like breastfeeding recently, what should I do?" The young mother walked around the room restlessly holding the baby.

"You must be feeding too much. If he doesn't like to eat, let him slow down. Don't force him to eat." Another older woman was sitting on the sofa and slowly folding the child's clothes.

"I ate so little today, can't I be sick?"

"No, I look fine."

"Do you want to take him to the hospital?"

"You're just too nervous, you know? It's not good for children."

"Ding dong!"

"Hello! Courier!"

"Oh! That rice paste has arrived!" The two hurried to the door, the older woman signed for the express delivery, and the young mother held the child and stretched her neck and stood aside to watch.

"Okay, hey, thank you for your hard work." After receiving the express, the woman politely sent the courier away, and hurriedly took the small cardboard box into the room.

"Mom, let's cook a bowl first, the baby hasn't had milk for several hours." The young mother looked anxious.

"Okay." Her mother agreed.

Ten minutes later, a bowl of rice paste was cooked, and a faint fragrance of rice wafted through the room.

"Look at this rice fragrance!"

"Come on baby, let's take a bite and see."

"Humph..." The baby hummed, smelling the light fragrance from the food in the spoon stretched out in front of him, he opened his mouth obediently and was fed a mouthful, opened and closed his small mouth a few times, and swallowed the mouthful of rice paste down.

"Ouch! He likes to eat, let's give him another bite."

"I know, what's the rush, really."

"Ding dong!"

"I'm back!" At this time, the child's father also came back.

"Hey, are you back?"

"What are you eating? This is it? It smells so good."

"Niuwangzhuang's rice cereal, hehe, my baby likes to eat it."

"How does it taste? Let me have a taste too."

"Really, why are you still grabbing food from your own son?" His mother smiled and gave him a mouthful.

"Mom! Cook me a bowl too!" This kind of unadorned, original fragrant rice flavor is nothing compared to it.