My 1995 Small Farm.

Chapter 729

Mr. Wu and his companions had only come to find some good food, but they were unexpectedly shocked by a series of events.

On the way back to the village, they were still talking about Chen Ling.

Now, they feel that everything in Chen Ling's house is unusual and can't help but overthink things.

When the villagers saw them like this and heard them talking about Chen Ling, they said to each other, "See? I told you that once they had one meal with Fu Gui, they would definitely be convinced and would shamelessly go to Fu Gui for meals every day from now on."

"It's one thing to freeload, but Fugui wouldn't serve them; he'd probably have to pay for it anyway."

"They'll pay up, these people aren't short of money."

The villagers have always had many misunderstandings about city dwellers.

Moreover, they are people from developed areas like Hong Kong Island and Taiwan Island.

I always feel like people don't care about money and are willing to spend money to buy anything they see.

Ordinary birds and fish, common wild vegetables and cured meat, are being snapped up at exorbitant prices...

They all seem to be fools with too much money.

Actually, they're not stupid.

Simply put, these people have long since moved beyond the stage of 'having or not having' and have reached the level of pursuing 'good or bad'.

Does it exist? Is it good or bad?

It doesn't sound like a big deal.

But the issues contained within are no small matter.

In this day and age, most of mainland China has not yet solved the problem of "having or not having". Many people have only achieved basic food and clothing, and can only eat meat during festivals. It seems that there is still a long way to go before "being good or not".

Actually, this road isn't very long.

Ten years from now, around 2007, the question of 'whether we have it or not' will be basically resolved.

By the time Chen Ling knew about the future, in the 2020s, it goes without saying that almost everyone had begun to pursue the question of 'good or bad'.

After all, although they have surpassed the poverty line, even the vegetables they grow in the fields are now being grown with advanced technology and ruthless methods. If you go around to different villages and towns to investigate, you will easily find that those who grow vegetables do not eat the vegetables themselves.

I dare not eat it.

How terrible.

However, the villagers still don't understand the mentality of people like Old Wu.

I felt quite proud that Chen Ling had won over another group of wealthy people, especially from Taiwan and Hong Kong.

They now have something to brag about when they go out.

Look, Chen Fugui from our village, even people from Taiwan and Hong Kong respect him.

They were all scrambling to go to his house.

Old Wu and his fellow villagers had no idea how the villagers viewed them.

All I know is that the people in Chenwangzhuang seem to be much gentler and kinder than the people I met on the way here.

According to Chen Ling's explanation, it seems that because there is a lot of farmland here, there are fewer savage and fierce "troublemakers." Those who rob people on the road outside are mainly too poor, have no land to cultivate, no food to eat, and no source of income.

They thought it made a lot of sense.

Back in the village, the raindrops started to get bigger.

Fortunately, they had brought umbrellas with them when they came out, so they strolled around the village at a leisurely pace.

When I passed by the courtyard of Chen Ling's village, I heard a lot of noise inside, so I went in to join in. When I went in, I saw Zheng Shaoqiu and his group, as well as an old man with a scar on his face. The group of people were under the eaves, with birdcages set up, and they were feeding meat to Er Tuzi and two eagles.

While feeding the eagles, I listened to the old man tell stories.

The strange and wonderful rumors circulating in the mountains, combined with historical events on the mainland, captivated them instantly.

I quickly put away my umbrella, squeezed inside, and strained my ears to listen.

……

Winter rain is more annoying than snow.

Unlike rain in other seasons, which falls heavily and decisively when it's going to rain.

Winter rain isn't like that.

It was like that, intermittent, sometimes heavy, sometimes light, sometimes it started raining and sometimes it stopped.

They can't even do a good job when asked to do something.

After Mr. Wu and the others left, Chen Ling was about to start moving his things into the bedroom when the rain suddenly started to pour.

He had no choice but to give up.

On this rainy day, the sky was dark and gloomy, making people feel listless.

He wrote his manuscript in the living room for a while, but gradually felt unwell, so he went back to the bedroom to keep Wang Susu company and play with the child by the bed.

Rui Rui, on the other hand, painstakingly carried over a thick cotton cushion and sat at the bedroom door, playing with his little white elephant toy with Heiwa.

This wasn't something he deliberately placed outside the door.

The main problem is that Heiwa and Xiaojin are reluctant to come into the house when there are babies.

Rui Rui had no choice but to go to the door to look for them.

The brat is as strong as a tiger cub and isn't afraid of the cold at all.

He tossed his hat off and grabbed the toy white elephant, sending it hurtling towards the two dogs.

Heiwa jumped left and right to help him block the little white elephant.

Otherwise, if the toys fall downstairs, it will have to help retrieve them.

While playing with Rui Rui, Xiao Jin would occasionally glance into the bedroom, looking at the two little ones by the bed with a gentle yet curious gaze.

Actually, they were like this even before Rui Rui could run on the ground.

We had just returned from the hospital, and the two of them, along with the little white calf, were watching from a distance, wanting to get closer but not daring to, both curious and cautious.

In fact, this behavior is not unique to them. It is a characteristic of many animals that are sentient, regardless of whether they have developed intelligence or not.

She shows this gentle and tender side when facing cubs.

Of course.

The two black dogs in the house don't like to get too close to the little kids. They'd rather do more chores than stay and take care of the children.

The main reason is that I was terrified of being tormented by Rui Rui since I was little.

It's raining today and we can't go out, so Erhei and the others are staying in the wooden house in the backyard, keeping Wang Cunye and his wife company as they make reed mats.

One minute someone is helping to fetch the rope, the next minute someone else is helping to pull the string.

However, none of the other dogs are as agile as Erhei. Erhei does the most work, while the other dogs are just there to keep the dogs entertained.

Otherwise, being clumsy will only make things worse.

The reed mats were used to replace the roofs of the chicken coop and livestock pens.

Chen Ling even considered making a sturdy roof out of mud, but then thought better of it.

Let's get the reed mats ready first.

"Lingzi, come and look at what's in the fish tank. Should we throw it away or not?"

"Huh? What's in the fish tank? I didn't put anything there!"

Chen Ling peeked out from the doorway, his head hidden behind the mat Rui Rui was playing on.

Wang Cunye stood downstairs holding an umbrella and shouted, "All those bottles and jars, I see you've planted something in there, and they're all moldy."

"They planted something else? I don't remember that. I'll go take a look."

Chen Ling asked curiously.

Then she bent down and carried her son, along with the cushion and the baby, who was blocking the bedroom doorway into the house, and then took an umbrella and went downstairs.

We arrived at the central hall of the wooden building.

The large aquarium remained clear and bright. Although the scenery inside had changed, the aquatic plants were becoming more lush and vibrant, and no unsightly algae had grown on the tank walls.

After all, there are many fish and shrimp inside that specifically feed on algae.

His father-in-law led him to the fish tank and saw that there were indeed some glass bottles and jars on the shelf.

Several of them had already developed mold spots, looking like rotten pickled vegetables covered in mold.

It's placed in a corner among a pile of flower pots on a shelf, so it's really hard to notice.

Chen Ling frowned slightly, then suddenly remembered what had happened: "Oh, I know, it was Jiajia who made the moss bottle."

"Moss bottles? The ones you wanted to plant in the fish tank before?" The father-in-law didn't understand what was so interesting about this.

"more or less."

Chen Ling didn't offer much explanation.

The youngest apprentice, Shen Jiayi, had a history of mental illness.

Although Wang Susu cured him later, he still relied on natural therapies most of the time.

To put it simply, Chenwangzhuang has beautiful mountains, clear waters, and stunning scenery, plus Chen Ling's family has a lot of trinkets.

For example, there are all sorts of fun and cute animals, and this beautiful aquarium...

This aquarium, in particular, has played a significant role in treating Shen Jiayi's mental illness.

Back then, the young apprentice would spend all day tending to the fish tank, feeding the fish, changing the water, and even taking a net to the ditches outside to catch small shrimp to feed Rui Rui's turtles, even though those turtles didn't eat much meat.

Moreover, this kind of aquarium, whether used simply for viewing or for dedicated care and maintenance, is very stress-relieving.

Later, she gradually felt more cheerful.

I still like to wander around the fish tank. I heard that Chen Ling wanted to grow moss for landscaping. After several failed attempts to change the water, I volunteered and got a lot of moss bottles to play with.

Chen Ling didn't pay attention at the time. His fish tank was very popular, and people often came to take care of it. Zhao Yubao and Wu Fei were among those who came.

Even Liang Hongyu and her husband liked it very much, but they didn't dare to raise fish themselves, fearing they wouldn't be able to keep them alive.

"This girl can't even survive on moss."

Chen Ling muttered to himself as he tidied up the glass jars, intending to throw away the dead and rotten moss inside. He planned to keep some in his bedroom after the earthen bed was heated, and display it on his desk as a decoration.

Then, as he tidied up, he discovered a note under the glass jar in the far corner.

He picked it up and took a look. Good heavens, it was a note left for him by his little apprentice.

The text above describes her accidental discovery of the secret to easily converting moss into hydroponics, applicable to any type of moss.

The reason I hid it here and didn't tell him is...

Naturally, it was to give him a surprise.

"Just planting moss, and Jiajia even left a note?" The father-in-law looked absurd. What's so fun about this piece of junk?

Things that are everywhere in the mountains.

If you die, you can just go and scrape off a couple more pieces.

There's no need to go through all that trouble, planting a little here and a little there.

"Father, you don't understand."

Chen Ling smiled; he was referring to the joys of planting.

Of course, Chen Ling sometimes doesn't understand why many girls, regardless of age or relationship with you, like to leave notes.

His mother had done that before, which caused him to run away to play for a while and leave notes at home, which he would then slip into the door crack. Of course, he got a beating afterward.

Because the note was lost, neither his parents nor his grandmother saw it.

"I don't understand. You're just playing with this moss, you can't possibly sell it for money..."

The father-in-law didn't believe it; he thought no one would care about this piece of junk.