My 1995 Small Farm.

Chapter 710 Strange and Unusual Events Reappear
The departure of these people from CCTV did not attract much attention in the village.

However, two other rumors from the following day caused the villagers to discuss them early in the morning.

One of the things is about Taoshugou.

It is said that Chen Baoshuan's uncle was bitten by a stray dog ​​and died. After that, his aunt was heartbroken every day.

Especially since his daughter-in-law took all the money given as gifts, his aunt would argue with her every few days.

After the argument, I went to my husband's grave to cry, saying things like my son and daughter-in-law were ganging up on me, that I didn't want to live anymore, and that my husband should take her with him.

I went there three or four times in half a month.

Just last night, this old lady, who was neither sick nor ill, simply passed away in her sleep.

People say that the old woman often went to the grave to cry and beg the old man to take her away. This time, the old man heard her and actually took her there.

When the people from Taoshugou came to call Chen Baoshuan this morning, no one knew what was going on.

It was only through casual conversations among the adults who brought their children to school that the news spread.

The second thing.

Even the small villages near the county are being haunted.

I heard it's a small tofu shop.

It was turned upside down.

Judging from the footprints left behind, which were as big as bowls, many people guessed that it was the donkey-headed wolf that had caused trouble in Changle Township.

This little tofu shop has been making quite a bit of money lately.

Taking advantage of the convenience of the tofu shop, they made spicy strips from tofu skin and made a lot of money due to the large volume of sales.

After all, people who make tofu are hard-working. Most people would be exhausted after two days of making spicy snacks, and they wouldn't be able to endure it.

They are not afraid of this.

Who would have thought that just as they were working hard to make money, the tofu shop was overturned by a monster?

The old man who came to the village to fluff cotton this morning told me about it.

This has caused great concern among many villagers.

"This donkey-headed wolf first caused trouble in Changle Township, and now it's come to the county. This monster is getting closer and closer. Will it come to our village in the future?"

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. The wealthy have tigers, and with tigers, there's no fear of monsters..."

"Didn't Fugui say he was going to send the tiger away soon? The zoo keeps urging him, and he can't pretend he doesn't know anymore. If he keeps delaying, they'll come to pick it up themselves. He can't keep up the act any longer."

"Well... it's alright then, donkey-headed wolves are all bad guys. If they want to come to our village, they should go find Old Wang and his gang first."

"Yes, my house is next to the Party Secretary's house. If I want to go there, I should go find that old hag Liang Guizhen first."

The villagers held their rice bowls in front of Cui the Cripple's house, chatting amongst themselves, their initial fear turning into a lively discussion.

They didn't think of themselves as bad people.

That's just how it is in the countryside.

They have little contact with things and few people, and they just stay in their own small villages. Many of them only have trivial matters on their minds.

Especially the women, like Chen Baoshuan's aunt.

After arguing with his daughter-in-law, he could dwell on the matter for ten days or half a month, going over it over and over again, constantly replaying the argument, thinking about how his daughter-in-law argued with him, how she scolded him, and how he should scold her back next time.

Then the more he thought about it, the angrier he got, so he went to cry at the grave.

The situation was much the same in Chenwangzhuang, where the villagers were enthusiastically listing all their enemies.

When will the donkey-headed wolf arrive? Let's go to their house first.

After grumbling and cursing for a while, he suddenly felt less afraid.

However, this morning's commotion has plunged friends on Taiwan Island and Hong Kong Island into deep self-doubt...

The living were taken away by the dead?

A monster? A donkey-headed wolf?
To be honest, those two places are also superstitious and revere ghosts and gods, but they've never actually seen such a real and tangible strange thing happening right next to them...

So I felt a little scared.

Wasn't this place supposed to be a paradise, perfect for a vacation and retirement? Why does it seem a bit strange and mysterious here?

Was that Japanese guy not talking nonsense?

They were feeling uneasy.

The villagers had barely drunk any of the thick porridge they had painstakingly prepared for breakfast. When they heard that someone outside was asking Chen Ling for tiger urine to ward off evil spirits, they quickly called their friends and the two groups gathered together and headed towards the farm outside the village.

Chen Ling was also puzzled.

Why did they suddenly come looking for tiger urine?
Damn it, how much urine does Ah Fu and Ah Shou pee in a day? How could it be enough for you to share?

This is just as absurd as the story of someone buying cow tears on Taobao in his past life to open their "yin-yang eyes" and see ghosts—it's comparable to that.

He had a great time eating dumplings yesterday, and slept very well last night.

Just as they were happily saying they were going to drive the tractor to Huangni Town to find Han Chuang, this group of people arrived.

It's delaying his business.

An elderly man from the island called out, "Mr. Chen, if you don't have any today, we can come back tomorrow. Please save some for us, and we'll buy it!"

"Tiger claws or tiger hair are fine too."

Chen Ling was speechless. Were you guys going to tear Afu and Ashou apart? So he said, "I don't want your money, I'll just take some of your tiger hair."

As he spoke, he called over the two tigers that had been following Gao Xiulan to collect eggs on the hillside. He plucked a few tufts of fur from his body and gave them to them.

Afu and Ashou don't shed too much, probably because this winter wasn't cold; otherwise, they would shed even less.

"No, we have to pay. We have to pay for this. Tiger Hair is being brought back, so we have to show some respect for him."

The old men on the island are even more superstitious than the people in the mountains here.

Those on Hong Kong Island nodded vigorously in agreement.

The people from the county who came to ask for tiger urine thought it made sense. They had to spend money to buy meat to pray to the turtle king, so they took out money and stuffed it into Chen Ling's pocket. They also took out a red cloth, wrapped the tiger fur, and carefully put it into their pocket.

Chen Ling was immediately dumbfounded, his heart filled with shock: "Holy crap, there's even red cloth? Are you serious?"

At the same time, he looked at the man from the county town with disbelief. Tiger hair was one thing, but when he first arrived, he had to use tiger urine. How was he supposed to get this red cloth?

When the people from both places saw the red cloth, they slapped their foreheads and said, "Oh dear, we didn't bring any red cloth. We'll have to go to the county town to buy some later."

"Huh? I forgot that Mr. Chen's family also raises white water buffaloes. These white buffaloes are believed to ward off evil spirits, right? Water buffaloes, water buffaloes, they must urinate a lot." A slightly younger man on the Taiwan side had his eyes light up.

Chen Ling almost fainted upon hearing this.

Damn it, does everything in my house ward off evil spirits? Why don't you check if I can ward off evil spirits?
Fortunately, they disagreed on the matter of the white calf, so they didn't say much more.

After those people left the county town in a hurry.

Friends from both places lingered around the livestock pen, reluctant to leave.

A large and a small, adorable water buffalo, cute sika deer and muntjacs, a magnificent blue horse, wild pheasants and ducks mixed among the chickens and ducks, and geese swaying their backsides as they strolled along the ditch...

At the farm's main gate, little children were waving whips, chasing two large tigers in circles with a pack of dogs.

I can't even imagine how wonderful it would be if I came here in the spring.

"Tsk tsk, this is hilarious. These two tigers are actually afraid of dogs?"

"It's not that it's afraid of dogs, it's clearly afraid of children! This tiger is sensible and understands human nature; it knows that children are its little masters!"

"That's right, the villagers have said that they were initially afraid of the two tigers as well."

"Hey? Have you guys noticed? These two tigers seem a little different from the ones we saw yesterday!"

"Hmm...now that you mention it, it does seem to be true. One has a slightly chubby face, while the other has a very delicate face..."

"Mr. Chen, is that right?"

Chen Ling was examining the geese's newly grown wings when he heard this, and replied, "Yes, the one with the chubby face is the male tiger Ashou, and the one with the thin, delicate face is the female tiger Asfu..."

Actually, you can also tell by looking at the ears. The tiger with more hair inside its ear, specifically the auricle, is male, like Shou; the tiger with less ear hair is female, like Fu.

"Huh? Why is the male tiger fatter than the female tiger? Is it because the male tiger is a better hunter and eats more? I heard you often let them out in the mountains to hunt on their own?"

"Yeah, isn't it true that the tigress would be a little fatter?"

"..."

Chen Ling looked up and asked, "Haven't you ever owned a cat before?"

"I've raised them before!"

"In some ways, tigers are like cats; male tigers tend to have chubby, large faces, which is a characteristic of many male felines..."

Perhaps it was to appear more dignified.

The female tigers, if they're fat, are fat on the body; compared to male tigers, their faces are usually not fat.

Chen Ling's explanation is both right and wrong.

The main difference between Afu and Ashou is that Ashou is indeed lazier, but he gets very excited when playing and is also very proactive in hunting in the mountains.

But as long as it's not hungry, it's too lazy to move. When it goes out, it sticks to Chen Ling, wishing he could carry it so it can comfortably stay still and just maintain its dignified expression.

This kind of lazy, chubby body naturally results in a fat face.

"I never knew it was like this. Mr. Chen, you know so much. Are you a college student?"

"No, I dropped out of high school."

"Huh? No wonder! No wonder everyone says that degrees from mainland China are highly valued, even high school students are this amazing! I thought it was just bragging before..."

Chen Ling listened to their exclamations of surprise, but offered no explanation.

"Rui Rui, go back and tell your mother that your father is going to Uncle Han Chuang's house and will be back soon."

Chen Ling called out to the brat who was with the dog and the tiger. Upon hearing this, the brat turned around and ran home, calling for his mother as he ran.

If you ask a child this young to go home, he definitely won't go back obediently. But if you give him a small task, he'll be overjoyed.

"Lingzi, I'll go with you too. Long bamboo poles are hard to load onto the truck."

Wang Qingzhong pushed his cart out; he wanted to go back to Fenglei Town today. Seeing the sun was out, he figured it would be a sunny day.

Thinking of Chen Ling's plan to haul two cartloads of bamboo poles, he quickly asked.

"It's okay, I can manage on my own. I can just ask Chuangzi and the others for help when the time comes."

Chen Ling smiled and said, "Second Brother, don't ride your bike. Take the motorcycle instead. You still need to pick up Xiao Dong and Tong Tong."

Wang Qingzhong shook his head: "No, I heard there have been a lot of robberies lately, so I'm not bringing them over yet... I was thinking that when you're free sometime, the two of us can go over together and bring them over for a couple of days."

Upon hearing this, friends from Hong Kong and Taiwan immediately called out to Chen Ling, "Boss Chen, why don't you bring us some red cloth when you come back? We're a little hesitant to go out..."

Chen Ling: "..."

(End of this chapter)