Niu male

In a big city in the south, Chen Hongjia is just one of thousands of migrant workers. He is unremarkable, single, and goes to and from get off work every day, unremarkable.

Chen Hongjia mostly lives in a rented house during off-duty hours and doesn't like to go shopping. Most of the daily necessities are bought through the Internet, and even a lot of food is bought through the Internet.

When he was shopping for agricultural and sideline products on the Internet this day, he happened to see that a newly opened online store launched a trial event with free shipping for [-] yuan, so he bought one. Anyway, no matter whether the thing is good or bad, it is [-] yuan Money, buy it back and try again.

Afterwards, he didn't take this matter very seriously. Two days later, when he was working in the company, the front desk called their office and said that there was his courier. Chen Hongjia couldn't remember for a while, when would he buy things? up?

After opening the box and looking at it, Chen Hongjia finally remembered that it was the [-] yuan free shipping trial beans that had arrived.There are only three kinds of beans in the box, soybeans, black beans, and kidney beans, each one hundred grams.

The packaging inside is very simple, each bean is only wrapped in two white plastic bags.The outer packaging is quite strong, and the plastic tape outside the carton was wrapped round and round. When he just opened it, it took a lot of effort.

There is a lot of paper between the beans and the carton, and they don’t use newspapers like other sellers. The owner of this online store uses old textbooks. Chen Hongjia feels familiar with the color format on the paper, and spreads it out. Look, it is exactly the same as the textbook he used when he was in the fifth grade of elementary school.

"Hey, do you still remember Bing Xin's "Only Picking Children and Traveling in Many Places"?" Chen Hongjia asked his colleagues in the office.

"Have we studied it?" It's been several years since I graduated from college, and my memory is poor. How can I remember elementary school texts.

"Look, this." Chen Hongjia smiled and passed the piece of paper to his colleagues.

"Yo, this one, I remember our Chinese teacher had memorized it back then."

"Our Chinese teacher asked us to memorize every one."

"At that time, I hated going to elementary school. I either memorized or copied new words and phrases every day. I just wanted to grow up quickly, hehe."

"Isn't this growing up?"

"Oh! I really want to go back and recite the text!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Old Chen, what did you buy?"

"A few kinds of beans, [-] yuan to try, I don't know if they are good or not."

"It just so happens that I bought a soymilk maker the day before yesterday. According to the tracking of the courier, it should arrive in a while."

"This is too coincidental, hurry up and soak the beans."

"Get some hot water."

"Let's soak a few kinds of beans together, anyway, it's not much."

"It's better to soak half of each item first, and you can't finish it after soaking once."

"..."

When everyone was having lunch at noon, the soymilk machine arrived. I scalded the new soymilk machine with boiling water, drained some beans, put them in the soymilk machine and refilled the water, and when I pressed the switch, it started beeping. After a while, someone in the group of young people who were eating said something.

"Do you smell the fragrance?"

"What?"

"Over there." The speaker pointed in the direction of the soybean milk machine with his chopsticks.

"I smell it."

"It's covered, how can you smell it?"

"Do you smell it?"

"It seems to have a bean fragrance."

"Hey, it smells really good."

"Don't put your nose so close, it's cooking, be careful it's hot."

"Why is it not good?"

"How long has it been? Old Lu, the soymilk maker you bought is counterfeit, right?"

"Go away, there are hundreds of dollars."

"Aren't you all eating?"

"Eat later, don't worry about that."

"..."

With great difficulty, the pot of soy milk was finally poured out. When the lid was opened, the group of people were shocked.

"Aw! The aroma of beans is strong!"

"Fucking soy milk tastes like this! Then what's the name of the one I drink every morning?"

"Edible flavored water. Hahahaha."

"Hurry up, give me a drink first."

"Why is this soy milk enough? Old Chen, let's soak the rest of the beans too."

"No, I have to take this home."

"What are you doing with it at home, and you don't have a daughter-in-law."

"Soak it."

"Don't be so stingy, I'll buy it and return it to you some other day."

"Which online store is it from?"

"You don't even eat?"

"Don't worry, the rice won't run away again."

"Hurry up, Lao Chen, send me the link."

"Yo, it's a completely new store."

"Their beans are not cheap."

“Delicious! Worth it!”

"How many catties do you want?"

"The freight is a bit expensive, let's buy it together and let him send us the logistics."

"There are not many varieties, not even red beans or mung beans."

"They grow it themselves, and they don't do wholesale. Where do they get so many varieties? It's good to have this."

"I want ten catties of soybeans, ten catties of black beans, ten catties of peas, and ten catties of corn kernels."

"Why do you buy so much? Can you finish eating?"

"We have wives and children. My mother is still here recently. There are four members of my family. We usually make soy milk and make multigrain cakes when we have nothing to do. It tastes very fast."

"Then I'll buy more."

"Buy more soybeans, and we mainly rely on them to make soybean milk."

"It turns out that this person is engaged in consignment sales in their village. The beans we bought are from Luo Meng's family. Look, here is a photo of him. Hey, this guy looks like a real farmer."

"Oh, tell me, the men in the countryside are just plain."

"I think this buddy is good. Looking at his image, I feel relieved to buy his beans."

"Yes, it's very real at first glance."

"Would you like to buy a few more catties..."

Luo Meng didn't know that he had been classified as a very simple and special farmer. This guy was feeding the calf in the Niuwangzhuang right now.

During this period of time, a dozen or so calves were born in Niuwangzhuang, some of them were still kept in their yard because they were too young, and the others were brought to Niuwangzhuang for them. .

These calves can drink some water milk with Erlang every day except during the milking period, and they eat miscellaneous grains and fresh grass at other times, and they are not allowed to eat too much gualuomeng, for fear of spoiling their stomachs.Now he cracked a basket of eggs, mixed them with bean dregs and corn flour, and fed them to the calves.

This kid Erlang has stopped mixing with them recently, because he has become obsessed with cracking melon seeds during this period, which is very different from Erlang's hobby, so he would rather rub some fine grains with these calves.

"How old are you? Do you still eat this?" The calf is more than one year old and doesn't produce milk. It's really unbearable for ordinary farms to eat this way every day.

"..." Erlang raised his eyes to look at Luo Meng, and then, as if he didn't hear it, he lowered his eyelids and ate the good food one bite at a time.

Romon sized up this little calf. Not to mention, he has become really handsome recently. Those two bulls have long eyes and long eyelashes. They look quite attractive. It went out and wandered around, could it hook some female buffaloes back.

"Eat, eat more, grow bigger, and tomorrow I will take you out to breed those beautiful cows, so we can charge them a little more money." Luo Meng has been raising bulls in ten miles and eight villages for the past six months. People give red envelopes, when Erlang grows up, he will be able to receive red envelopes from other people's homes, hehe, what is Feng Shui rotation?

"Moo!" Even if Erlang couldn't understand what he heard, he knew that Romon's idea was not a good idea at the moment.

"Why, there is still an opinion. You said that you don't produce milk. I have raised you for so long. After all, there should be something in return, right?" Could it be that he was raising it for nothing?

"Moo..." Erlang called out unhappily, why didn't it return?

"Don't moo, you're just a foodie, what else can you do except eat, you can't even pull a plow." Luo Meng conveniently pulled a small cucumber off the shelf next to it, and quarreled with Erlang while gnawing on it.

"Moo!!!" Erlang panicked.

"It's so fierce, what do you want to do?" Luo Meng is not afraid of it, how can it be against the sky?

"!" Erlang let out a breath, closed his eyes, frowned, made two pops, and two lumps of hot cow dung came out of the oven.

"..." Luo Meng was dumbfounded with a mouthful of cucumber in his mouth. Who taught him to be so disgusting?

"Yo, Erlang pulled it." Luo Quangui, who was not far away, saw it, and quickly brought a shovel over, scooped the lump away with one shovel, and put it alone in a bamboo basket outside the cowshed like a treasure.

"Moo!" Erlang held his head high and shouted triumphantly at Romon. Why didn't he contribute anything? His excrement is very popular in the village.

"You cow!" Romon stuffed the cucumber into its mouth without any hassle. It was already soaked in the smell of cow dung. Is this thing still edible?

"!" Erlang was not polite at all, and lay down on the straw pile with the cucumber in his mouth. He had just finished eating refined grains, and another cucumber was just right, fruit after dinner.

A batch of radishes and cabbages has just been planted in Niuwang Village recently. During this period of time, the sun is strong and the rainfall is low. Every morning and evening, Luo Meng and the others have to bring a water bottle to the mountain to water the vegetables. Fortunately, there is a ditch nearby. There is no need to carry water, and the workload is not particularly large.

There are also those sunflowers on the hillside, which have been blooming for a month. Some of them grow faster and have already produced many fruits. A pot of fragrant sunflower seeds came out.

"How did you make this thing? It's not the same as the melon seeds outside?" Romon tasted a sunflower seed and found it to be very good. The melon seeds are good and processed well.

"My master and his family have been cooks for generations. Although they haven't made any famous recipes, there are many unique recipes. I can't tell you about this. If you want it, you have to discuss it with my master. Go." The fat man said to Luo Meng while eating the melon seeds, this recipe for frying melon seeds is more valuable than the sauce mixed with tofu last time, and Luo Meng will inevitably bleed again this time.

"Then what hobbies does your master have in his daily life?" Romon asked him.

"I don't have any hobbies, except for cooking, planting flowers and birds, and eating more carefully." In a few words, the fat man finished eating a handful of melon seeds, and reached out to grab a second handful.

"What does he usually like to eat?"

"He swims in the water flying in the sky, and he loves everything delicious. Oh, and he grows it himself. In the spring, he brought a small basket of vegetables to our kitchen. I eat it and it's just normal. Those brothers are one Talking out of conscience, praising the old man so much, it's almost lost." The fat man sniffled, thinking of another incident.

"How big is their yard?"

"It's quite big. It's an old house. A few years ago, it was a nail house and was not allowed to be demolished. Now there are tall buildings next to it. It's just a small courtyard of their house. They planted some flowers and vegetables, and even planted two orange trees. It’s just that the fruit is too sour, and I’m not ashamed to take it out.” The fat man was not polite at all, and he exposed his master’s old background in two or three strokes.

When Luo Meng found out the news, he found two big bamboo baskets in the courtyard, filled the bottom with cow dung, went to the medlar grove, found a place that was densely planted, and dug two bamboo baskets. The wolfberry tree came out, moved it into a bamboo basket, filled it with soil, and sprinkled some spiritual spring water.

They were raised in the nursery next to the cowshed, and they planned to call Xiao Shulin in two days and go to the city together to give the fat man and his master a wolfberry tree.

Speaking of which, Luo Meng has recently discovered that the birds on this mountain don't like to move around the medlar forest anymore, and they like to fly to the sunflower field. Those sunflower discs that matured early have been pecked by these birds to some extent.

At the beginning, I didn't eat much, probably because the melon seeds were not very ripe. After two days, these guys went crazy, and they were having fun on the hillside all day long, chattering, just like a party, the melon seeds Unlimited tubes are enough to eat.

"What should I do?" Romon looked at the small birds all over the mountain and was very worried. He couldn't kill them. To be honest, he was not willing to kill them. With so many birds, how many worms do they have to eat in a year? Help him save How many things have happened, and it is not in line with the spirit of environmental protection.

"Go, scare them away." Xiao Shulin grinned, his eyes bright.

"What do you want to bring?" Romon also got excited.

"Computer, stereo."

"Okay, hehe." So the two drove back to the village and carried Romon's laptop and the big speaker up the mountain.

The birds on Niuwangzhuang are very happy recently. The sunflower seeds all over the mountains and plains are too much to eat. The birds are jumping up and down, fighting in the air with excitement, chirping, eating melon seeds and singing songs for a while, they are so happy .

This morning, after they got up, they found a few bugs nearby to pad their stomachs, and then went to the sunflower field again, and started a new day of carnival.

These guys are intoxicated, and a tricycle drove up on the hillside. They all know the two people who came here. They are both from this hill. They have no wings, can't fly, and they are completely non-threatening to them, so don't use it. Scared, the orgy goes on.

The two young men on the tricycle grinned at each other, turned on the computer and plugged in the stereo, and then the birds heard two deafening bangs: "PONG!!! !!PA!!!!!!"

"Quack quack!" What's going on?Is the sky falling down?

"Aww!" There was thunder!It is going to rain!

"Chirp chirp chirp chirp..." Mom, where are you?

The originally happy world suddenly collapsed, and the little birds fled in all directions, and all of them ran away in one fell swoop. Among them, a stupid bird flew in a hurry, lost its balance, and fell to the ground with a snap.

Romon walked over and picked up its thin legs to have a look: "Dead?"

Xiao Shulin took it, put it on the tricycle, and poked it with his fingers. "No, it's still shaking."

"Chirp!!!" The little bird let out a heart-piercing scream, flapped its wings and didn't fly, it jumped to the ground, ran two steps, flapped its wings twice, it was considered to be flying, Those two little wings flapped like hot wheels, and disappeared in a flash, leaving behind two gray feathers floating in the sky.

"What the hell, weren't you quite arrogant just now?"

"Tsk, they're all paper tigers."

"Are you coming tomorrow?"

"Okay, let's change their voices later.