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Speaking of which, on a certain day in this winter, Luo Jinxi still got up early, had breakfast, and went to the cowshed to release the calves from the shed. Now this large bluestone cowshed can be regarded as a scene in Niuwangzhuang. It looks good, and it is also durable. It is warm in winter and cool in summer. In this season, the buffaloes are very warm and comfortable living in it.

"Jinxi, let's go up the mountain by ourselves today, shall we?" A few people were waiting outside the cowshed, and they all gathered around to help Luo Jinxi drive the cubs towards Niubei Peak.

"Eh." Luo Jinxi uttered a vague syllable from his throat, then took out his mobile phone and typed a line to one of the middle-aged men: "Be careful, don't run around if you don't know the mountain, and send text messages if you have something to do." Although the Niubei Peak behind the village can't be called dangerous, but such a big mountain, there are inevitably some rough and rough, every time Luo Jinxi sent people up the mountain to herd cattle, Luo Jinxi inevitably had to give a few words.

"Don't worry, we still have a child with us, we can't run around, and follow the route you led us through." The middle-aged man patted Luo Jinxi on the shoulder readily, and said, "Why don't you send us off, After walking for two or three days, we are familiar with this journey.”

Luo Jinxi grinned when he heard this, but said nothing, and still followed them to the foot of the mountain.

"Don't be shy, if Jinxi didn't lead them, Daxi and the others would let us go there?" The woman walking next to the middle-aged man laughed.

"Hey, yes." The man also laughed. He hadn't thought of this just now. There are kennels in the north, south, east and west of Niuwangzhuang. They are also very powerful.

Living in the west is a litter of white dogs, the dog fur looks so beautiful, everyone thought they were not as fierce as the other litters, until one morning when the weasel came down from the mountain, this litter of dogs and them When they started fighting, there was quite a commotion at that time, but except for Xiao Shulin and Luo Zhifang of the old Zhou family, no one else dared to take a closer look.

On the contrary, there are a few buddies who watch birds in Shangniuwangzhuang. They brought good equipment, and they took pictures of the scene at that time, and then posted it on the Internet. Everyone watched it. Wild, I also know that the old Zhou family's litters of dogs are not easy to mess with.

After that night, everyone knew that the group of weasels on Niubei Peak also had a leader. When the fight was fierce, a big weasel came out from nowhere, swished up the tree, and squeaked. After a few squeaks, the weasels all retreated.

It is said that some people saw a big snake at that time. There have been rumors about this snake in Niuwangzhuang. The long-term and short-term workers from the city were afraid or curious, but anyone with children should repeatedly tell them not to mess around. To avoid any accidents, the old people working in the courtyard were calm and said that it was a cauliflower snake that ate mice. In the past, many people in the village had cauliflower snakes in their homes. There is such a big snake guarding Niuwangzhuang, which shows that the geomantic omen of this place is very spiritual.

While talking, a few people drove the cattle past Daxi’s house. Several big dogs and puppies were lying on the wooden platform in front of the house, yawning and waiting for breakfast. Daxi and his wife saw Luo Jinxi and the others driving the cattle. Come here, that is, raise your eyelids, those puppies in his family are serious, they ran to the family in charge of herding the cattle today, sniffed them, hopped around Luo Jinxi a few times, and then rushed to the cattle herd I went to play and followed them all the way to the mountains.

"It's time to eat." Fatty Hou's voice came from the direction of the kennel.

"!" Those puppies stopped, raised their fluffy ears and shook, and then rushed down the hillside like a gust of wind.

"Jinxi, you should go back too." At this time, the middle-aged man also persuaded Luo Jinxi not to send him off.

"Ah." Luo Jinxi stopped and pointed in the direction of Shangshui Village.

"Let's go on this road from the west, walk slowly, and eat at Shangshui Village at noon, we all remember it." The woman said.

Only then did Luo Jinxi feel relieved, and stopped to watch them drive the cattle up the mountain. He has taken care of the calves on the mountain for the past two years, and he also regards this as his own responsibility. There is no need to go up the mountain every day, and someone will replace him from time to time. During the winter and summer vacations, he basically doesn’t go up the mountain very much. At this time, many families in the city will bring their children to Niuwangzhuang to experience the life of cattle herding, and let them come from home. Get outside, away from the TV and computer, and get in touch with nature.

Like the family responsible for herding cattle today, they made reservations early. During the half month of winter vacation, their family occupied ten days, and another family has been arranged for the rest of the day. If you want to line up, you have to wait for the three-day holiday of Ching Ming Festival. If there is only one or two days, then unless you come here often and are very familiar with Niuwangzhuang, otherwise you will not be able to arrange it, and there is no way to arrange it. Before the route is familiar, people have to leave again. Lao Zhou has always only wanted cheap labor here, and no sightseeing.

However, I heard that some parents of students ask their children to ask for leave. Adding a day or two of leave on weekends is enough. Today's young parents are more open-minded. ideas and methods.

When Luo Jinxi passed by Daxi and the others, the big dogs and puppies had already bitten off the buns, and they were lying there gnawing on the bones at the moment. There was a little minced meat on the snow-white bone sticks. It looked like Luo Hanliang and the others. A large domestic pig.

Not far away, Fatty Hou was struggling to carry a big basket to Dabei and the others. Looking at his back, he was fatter than when he first came to Niuwangzhuang. This guy didn't care much about his figure. But Liu Ruhua was a little worried that if he continued to be so fat, one day he would be unable to walk, so he forced him to take the job of feeding the dog, and said that if he got fat again this month, he would take him to the cultural center in the town. Going to the square to exercise is really hard for Hou Fatty, this month just coincides with the Chinese New Year, so many delicious things are waiting there, it's no wonder he isn't fat.

On the side of the courtyard, Lao Zhou is eating breakfast with his monkey boy. They eat crispy pancakes and big bone soup. The father and son are eating deliciously. Wazi took him to the blacksmith shop, and Houwazi ate with Boss Xiao and the others at noon, and Luo Meng and Xiao Shulin went to pick him up in the evening.

Xiao Shulin went to the cultural square in Buffalo Town early on. Now that it is winter vacation, many students from the counties in the town go there to learn Kung Fu. He also helped the students with divination. Everyone was enthusiastic, and there were so many people recently that he couldn't leave early. In the past few days of winter vacation, he didn't return to Niuwangzhuang until noon every day.

After breakfast, Luo Meng sent the old man Bai and Houwazi to the side of the road below Niuwangzhuang, and separated from them to go to Xiaotupo.

In response to everyone's request, a year ago, Niuwang Village will hold a pig-killing banquet. Although it will be busy and chaotic, the money will come quickly and cost-effective. , everyone is happy.

"Old Zhou is here?" Luo Hanliang and his wife were busy, when they saw Luo Meng coming, they greeted him with a smile, and now no matter whether they were in the village or the city, they all called Luo Meng Old Zhou.

"I'll see the pigs."

"Then you have a good look at which ones you choose, and I will lock them up in a pigsty alone."

"Hey. Isn't your family going to have a pig-killing feast, when will it be?" Luo Meng talked to Luo Hanliang while observing those big fat pigs in his family.

"Just the day after tomorrow." Luo Hanliang shoveled the crushed sweet potato vines into the basket.

"Then what kind of food do you need to order? Let me tell you earlier." Luo Hanliang and the others are going to hold a pig slaughter banquet for the Chinese New Year. Naturally, Luo Meng has to support him. How many big fat pigs will he help them raise in a year, even though he himself produced sweet potatoes? Rattan.

"I've made a list. I'll put it at home. I'll let Xiuzhu deliver it to Guanshi Chen in a while." Luo Hanliang's daughter-in-law Hu Baozhen came out of the shed with a bucket of cooked pig food, smiling.

"Give it to him, it's more reliable than giving it to me." Lao Zhou laughed.

After picking the pigs, Luo Meng was not in a hurry to leave, so he just helped them with some work here. The Niuwang Village has enough manpower these days, and he is not short of his labor force at all.

Luo Hanliang and Hu Xiumin have made a lot of money now, but the work of raising pigs is tiring, and they have to take care of the fields on the slopes. When I was working here, I looked darker and thinner, but my spirit was different from before. I had money in my pocket, my back was hardened, and I spoke louder. Now Luo Xiuzhu's clothes are no worse than those city kids who come to Niuwangzhuang to experience life.

Unlike before, Luo Hanrong, Luo Hanliang and the others all worked in the city. Luo Wenfeng and Luo Xiuzhu just followed their grandparents. The clothes and shoes are worse than most of the children in the class. The school teaches students not to compare and not to be vain, but there are a few that can really be done, and adults can't do it, let alone children.

Now that the winter vacation is over, Luo Xiuzhu has come to Xiaotupo to help her parents. The couple are not willing to ask her to do tiring and dirty work, even if they help her occasionally, adults can relax.

Luo Wenfeng went to Yongqing as soon as he was on vacation. Little Pudding ordered a child, and every morning he had to take three rounds to go to Sangao to collect vegetables. He took over Luo Hanrong's work, saying that it was to let his father sleep more. Happy Luo Hanrong brags to everyone everywhere how his son knows how to be filial.

San Gao is also on holiday at the moment, but the vegetables in the vegetable field will not stop growing because of the holiday, so although the students do not go to class, there are still many people who are not finished because of the work in the field. I often go to school, and most of the vegetables I harvest are taken home. There are also a few that I can't finish eating and have nothing to give to relatives, so I sell them.

I heard that there is a class in the second year of high school this year. A few students planted a shed of strawberries together, and they grow very well. The strawberry seedlings are what Shangniuwangzhuang wants. The children are thin-skinned, and they are not ashamed to ask for nothing. Shangniuwangzhuang will do it. After working for a weekend, I discussed with Chen Jianhua whether I could exchange my wages for strawberry seedlings. Lao Zhou heard about it, so with a swipe of a pen, he gave them an unprecedented lowest price, [-] cents for a strawberry seedling. After changing the strawberry seedlings, there was still some wages left, so Le Diandian went back to school for a jar of pickles.

After a few months of busy work, these strawberries are now ripe, just in time for the new year, and they can be sold at a good price. When these strawberries are sold out, among other things, it is not a problem for one person to change to a good mobile phone, but I heard that these days Personally, I don't intend to have fun in time, as if I have a plan for next summer vacation.

The temperature was low in winter, but this day the weather was good and the sun was shining. On the side of the street outside the entrance of the third college, there was a row of small stalls selling vegetables and collecting vegetables next to the wall of the school.

"Hey, Luo Wenfeng, why are you here? The vegetables that your family grows all over the hillside are not enough to sell?" KTV owner Chen Chongquan heard that some students in Sangao recently grew good strawberries. It’s just that the asking price is a bit high, and many people think it’s too expensive. He came here to have a look. If the things are really good, they should be more expensive. He has a contract with the villagers of Dawan Village, and he can supply vegetables and strawberries to his shop every day. , but the business is good recently, and there are not enough items to sell. He came here to see if it was suitable, he might as well wrap up everything for them.

"My grandparents grow those vegetables, and they still have to sell them to others." Luo Wenfeng shrank his neck and yawned. He came early in the morning, and at this time the tricycle had already collected half a basket of green onions.

"Your family has a good plan. Good food is sold at a high price in the village, and bad food is brought to Yongqing, so we can pack it up and sell it as usual, hehe." Chen Chongquan teased him.

"Bah." Luo Wenfeng gritted his teeth, but he didn't refute. Their restaurant is originally a cheap and popular route, and the prices of vegetables in Dawan Village are so high. What?But it's not pleasant to say this, so the monkey didn't make a sound.

"I heard that there are strawberries here recently. How is it? Did you see it just now?" Chen Chongquan asked him about the news again. It was said that Chen Chongquan came into contact with Niuwangzhuang and Dawan Village earlier than others, and now he orders meat and vegetables from the village. , they are very familiar with Luo Wenfeng's family.

"No, they are quite late. They have just entered the school now, and they will not come out until after nine o'clock." Luo Wenfeng has stayed here for several days, and is familiar with the situation here.

"Okay, I'll wait here." Chen Chongquan found a place to sit down, and asked Luo Wenfeng: "Your family is not going to have a pig-killing banquet, do you still have tickets?"

"The online ones are sold out, and there are still a few paper ones, but there are not many."

"Then ask your dad to keep five for me, and I'll go get them tomorrow."

"One ticket is 128, five tickets are 640." Luo Wenfeng took out a small stack of tickets from his pocket, counted out five tickets and handed them to Chen Chongquan, and took the remaining few tickets back.

"Okay, the count is pretty good, how many tickets do you have?" Chen Chongquan took the tickets, reached for his wallet, and fixed his eyes on Luo Wenfeng's pocket again.

"The high school students asked me to bring them. I'm afraid there won't be enough. My dad asked me to take a few more. I just gave them to you. I can't do the rest. I've agreed with them."

"Just five more cards? How could it be such a coincidence, how many cards are left? Give me all of them."

"No, if you want you, go to my dad."

"Your dad is busy enough. I didn't answer the phone calls to him last night."

"He went to bed early, and he will definitely call you back when he sees it later."

"Hey, tell me, what is your family going to do with the pig slaughtering feast this time?"

"Just in the form of a buffet, take as much as you eat, and don't waste it."

"That's good, hygienic."

"Set up a few stoves, and when the time comes, stews will be put on the stoves, hot and cold dishes will be placed on several tables, pastries, drinks and fruits will also be available."

"Sounds good, 128 is worth it."

"That's right, my dad said, in the first year of this year, we just made a profit, and next year there will be no such price."

"Hey, Niuwangzhuang also holds a pig-killing banquet, can you get a spot?"

"Why, you didn't line up for the pig-killing banquet post on the Tongcheng Forum?"

"What? Are you in line?"

"Hey, it's on the line. My dad said that the whole family should go to eat, so it's New Year's Eve."

"You haven't eaten enough pork, you have to go to Niuwangzhuang to eat it? Isn't that pig raised with your pigs?" Chen Chong was so angry that when he was queuing, his son He was still at school, the network speed of their school was so slow that he couldn't squeeze through the pack of hungry wolves, and he himself was slow in hand and unskilled in typing.

"Pork is similar, but other things are different. Don't you know? There is still a batch of large watermelons hidden in the cold storage of the old Zhou family. This time I plan to take them all out."

"I don't know, not only watermelon, but also roasted whole lamb, chestnut roast chicken, brook grouper, everything, I heard there are also stone frogs."

"You said that these are all ordered meals, not included in the 200 yuan ticket price, but my dad said that we will also order when the time comes, and we can order whatever we want."

"Your father is quite willing this time."

"I've been busy for a year, don't you want to eat something good?"

"That's right, but if you let me order it, the beef from the old Zhou's is still the rarest thing for me."

"My Uncle Luo Meng said that if their family wants beef, it must be dead beef. Just wait." Luo Wenfeng gloated.

There are quite a few people who have the idea of ​​the buffalo meat in Romon's family, but Romon has made it clear early in the morning that live cows are not killed, but dead cows can be eaten. Some people dislike dead beef, but those who don't There are quite a lot, but there are outstanding people in Niuwangzhuang, and the big buffaloes and small buffaloes are all alive and well. If we want to wait for this dead beef, I really don't know that we will have to wait until the year of the monkey.

"That's right, the dead beef in their family doesn't live long enough, so I really can't wait." Chen Chongquan shook his head and sighed, thinking that the days of eating beef are really far away.

However, there are unpredictable things in the sky, and people have misfortunes and blessings. Only two or three hours after the two men talked, Lao Zhou received a call from Shangshui Village, saying that when they were eating, a calf I don't know how I went up the rock wall of the back mountain, fell down and died.