My 1995 Small Farm.

Monkeys are extremely intelligent animals, especially golden monkeys.

After Chen Ling treated the mother monkey's injuries, the monkeys calmed down.

They were all very obedient and well-behaved, like sensible little fur babies.

However, Heiwa and Xiaojin, who had reunited with the wolf cubs and rushed home, along with the pack of dogs, were unusually disobedient.

Erhei, such a thrifty and well-behaved dog, surprisingly went easy on its owner after encountering another group of offspring left behind by its father, Heiwa, in the mountains.

They hunted and captured a single prey, but didn't bring it back at all.

It's truly both laughable and infuriating.

"Good heavens, even someone as serious and rigid as Erhei is starting to show favoritism!"

Chen Ling couldn't help but find it amusing.

"They are our own brothers and sisters after all... It's just a pity that those wolf cubs don't recognize us anymore."

Wang Susu is also a bit sentimental.

They believe that the wolf cubs were very affectionate and interesting when they were young.

Now, they don't even dare to come forward when they see them.

It's really quite heartbreaking.

I feel very uncomfortable.

"Alright, those wolf cubs are wolves after all. They're used to being wild in the mountains, and they might have even been beaten by humans before. It's understandable that they're wary of us."

Liang Hongyu gently comforted her.

"Yes, that's understandable. The difference between wolves and dogs lies in this... If they weren't as clever as Heiwa and Erhei, and got hurt by the wrong person, they would be heartbroken too."

The lynx's mother, Aunt Zhong, said the same thing.

"Yes, Aunt Zhong is right, but then again, while we understand these wolf cubs, we still need to be careful when going out at night, because they are still very wild..."

Liu Yinhuan said the same thing.

He then instructed Wang Susu: "Your good friend, Director Qin, has been staying in the village these past few days. It's not good for her to live alone; she's quite noisy at night. She should move back... It would be better if she lived with everyone."

After that incident, Qin Qiumei stayed in the courtyard of Chen Ling's village.

There is a heated kang (a traditional heated brick bed) there.

It's warmer at night, but now that it's snowing heavily, the wild animals in the mountains don't seem to be very well-behaved. It doesn't feel right to leave a woman alone in the mountains.

"Sigh, Sister Qiumei just wants to calm down. We're always so lively, eating, drinking and having fun everywhere. She's not feeling well... A-Ling said he'll send her to the city another day."

Wang Susu sighed softly.

Speaking of this, Chen Ling was thinking of sending Qin Qiumei to the city so that she could help manage the store in the provincial capital.

Having something to do and keeping busy should make things much better.

"But what my sister-in-law said is right. After the snow, the wild animals in the mountains become restless. Not only should Sister Qiumei be called back, but other villagers should also be notified."

"That's easy, I'll just go to the brigade and call them later."

Chen Ling now has the key to the brigade's yard, but there's not much inside. Everyone in the village knows that he doesn't care about the stuff they keep there.

Even if someone is greedy and wants to take it, that person is definitely not Chen Ling.

"If it snows in spring, the weather this year will be predictable. It will definitely be a cold snap in spring. The weather is very changeable. With such climate changes, wild animals in the mountains are prone to causing trouble."

Chen Ling's words made the lynx nod repeatedly: "We do need to be careful, but it's nothing. Once we're done with this busy period, we can go hunting in the mountains."

Relatively speaking, it's not a bad thing.

"You little rascal, all you're thinking about is hunting. Fugui's livestock pens haven't even been built yet. With the snow, it'll just delay his work even more."

Professor Zhong slapped him and snorted.

"It's alright, Uncle Zhong, my matter isn't urgent. Anyway, the weather has already turned out like this."

Chen Ling waved his hand, indicating that he didn't care about these things.

He himself hadn't anticipated that a sudden heavy snowfall would occur at this critical juncture.

This disrupted many of their original plans. Initially, they planned to go to Beiji after the Lantern Festival.

Besides buying the shop, Chen Ling also went to Beijing to meet Professor Feng and some friends from the National Animal Husbandry Magazine.

Many of his papers are not written in a very professional manner.

Although Zhao Yubao provided guidance, there were no errors in the format.

However, there was no theoretical support for more detailed aspects, and it all relied on Chen Ling's own experiments.

His purely amateur scientist style made the other side very uncomfortable.

I wanted to see the poultry he raised, such as chickens, ducks, and geese, which are similar to the graduation projects of some agricultural university graduates.

In this way, no matter what, there will be a basis in reality.

At that time, Chen Ling can be said to have truly been given a title.

Getting into university has become incredibly easy and simple.

"As for Brother Yuemin, his schedule will definitely be delayed."

"It's alright, I'm even more fine here. With you, a strategist comparable to Zhuge Liang, I've already put my mind at ease."

Everyone laughed upon hearing this: "Alright, alright, let's get ready to eat. Today, Heiwa gave his prey to his little cub, so we can't let our own stomachs suffer."

"Bring out the best venison that Fugui has saved up; we'll eat it tonight."

……

It was the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month, in the morning.

Snowflakes fell again, dancing in the air, a sea of ​​white as far as the eye could see.

"Sigh, in '98, the strange weather started to show."

Chen Ling, wrapped in a sheepskin coat, watched the snow under the eaves and sighed silently in his heart.

The snow at the beginning of the year, the floods in the middle of the year...

He doesn't believe in metaphysics, but sometimes the harvest is just that bad.

The snow in the north in the spring of 1998 needs no introduction; many people have vivid memories of it.

Although not as severe as the floods in the middle of the year, it was still a rare large-scale snowfall.

Chen Ling thought that his hometown, under his influence, should be able to avoid it.

Who would have thought that they still couldn't avoid it?

Moreover, it was so much earlier than other regions.

It actually started raining on the eighth day of the first lunar month.

The snowflakes dancing in the air transformed the farm into a world of ice and snow.

Icicles, more than a foot long, hung from the eaves and corners of the pillars.

The flowers and plants nurtured by the spiritual water of the cave were covered with layers of frost and snow, turning into ice flowers, which was very beautiful.

far away.

A group of golden monkeys perched on a tree beside the building, deliberately getting soaked in the snow, playing on the treetops, and snatching icicles that had frozen solid on the treetops and the corners of the eaves.

Some even reached out to catch the snowflakes falling from the sky, calling softly to Chen Ling.

It looked like she was calling him to come up and play together.

Like a group of snow fairies, they are very cute and beautiful.

"Golden-haired fairy, blue-faced, an ice pop hanging from the treetop!"

"Golden-haired fairy, blue face, bright red bottom, never wets the bed..."

Early in the morning, the sound of a little child singing could be heard outside the farm.

A moment later, Liu Nier and her group ran in: "Uncle Fugui, we've come to see the Golden-haired Fairy again! We even brought you some food; my mom's got some frozen meat at home." (End of Chapter)