BXBX NOVEL 82 Episode 082
"No?"
It took a long time for Zhao Lanxiang to respond to what He Songbai said, what she meant, she looked down at the only two pieces of raw corn buns stuffed with corn meat in her arms. He Songbai had just eaten leeks. , Where does the sweetness come from.
Zhao Lanxiang\'s expression made him sulking, causing his heart to burst into fever.
She twisted the lean tendon on the man\'s waist and silently lowered her head to feed him two sweet sauteed buns.
"This is sweet."
He Songbai held sweet corn stuffed buns and squinted lazily.
"It\'s all sweet!"
After a long drive, Zhao Lanxiang did not speak, but He Songbai chattered all the way:
"Girl, sing a song to listen?"
"Why do you call you a girl, do you not have a sister?"
Zhao Lanxiang twisted him again, scolding: "You ride your car, what do you want to do so much?"
Da Niu is the flower name given by Xiao Huzi. Zhao Lanxiang does not have a sister.
Zhao Lanxiang\'s grandfather Zhao Xiong has three sons, Zhao Yongqing ranked second, and there is an older brother. Zhao Lanxiang\'s uncle has a son and a daughter, but her daughter is one year younger than Zhao Lanxiang.
It is not surprising that Zhao Lanxiang heard He Songbai call this title. She often put the letters written at home on the table, and the title given by her parents to the letter of home was the girl.
She asked, "You peeked at my letter?"
"No." He Songbai quickly replied.
He just glanced at random and looked at her letterhead.
The lady-in-law was very indifferent and placed Xinming swayingly under his eyelids. He looked at it with fairness.
But to be honest, He Songbai was still curious about the subject\'s family.She was familiar with his family, but he didn\'t even know how many people and surnames were in her family.
He Songbai Diao Erlang said locally: "Do you sing the girl?"
Zhao Lanxiang pinched him and couldn\'t bear to grind him, so he bowed his head and sang.
Her soft voice was not as clear as usual, with the hoarse peculiar to the morning, strangely a little more lazy.
"The moon is so beautiful, the moon is not you.
Shine beside me, without your affection."
She hummed slowly, and she couldn\'t remember the old songs from decades ago. She hummed over them when she didn\'t know it. Only a few sentences were particularly clear.
"Time will never come back, leaving infinite memories.
Who knows who knows where you are tonight, who knows where I am tonight."
Along the green and cold mountain peaks, tens of thousands of trees have fallen leaves, but the pine and cypress in the cliffs of the mountains are still evergreen.The shallow tone with a touch of sadness.
"Seeing the moon reminds me of your love."
After He Songbai heard her singing, he hummed and said, "Are your city people\'s songs so unrestrained?"
Zhao Lanxiang said disappointedly: "Your folk song here, um...what a good brother and sister are still hot!"
He Songbai heard the words and smiled sullenly.
She said: "You also come to sing a good brother and sister to listen to me?"
"No singing, no singing."
After He Songbai finished speaking, he pedaled the bicycle more vigorously, and blew across his green plate-shaped head with a wind, crossed his wheat-colored neck, and poured it into his neck.
Zhao Lanxiang\'s braided hair was also shaken everywhere by the strong wind. She covered her hair and pressed her face to his warm back. She couldn\'t help laughing.
This shy and sullen little man.
...
After riding for a long time, they came to the new pig farm. This pig farm went deeper into the hinterland of the mountain than the original one. It took a long time to go back and forth.No wonder he never sees a figure during this time. If it takes so much time to come here, she doesn\'t want to go home casually.
It was also just in time for the winter that came to a farming slack period. The farm work of the brigade was not much. He was too busy to be idle, otherwise he would be exhausted by running twice a day.
He Songbai took her up the mountain, and there was a strong smell of pig feces in an unremarkable tile house hidden in the upper forest on the mountainside.
Before he came close, Zhao Lanxiang could smell the vivid smell.
The place where the pig is raised is really stinky, no wonder he can get these smells on his body.This is almost the same as she guessed. The pig farms and pig farms he worked for are gone. In a short period of time, he has made a huge sum of money, except to pack other people\'s pig farms and do not do what he wants.
Zhao Lanxiang walked into the pig farm and counted it a little. There are no fewer than a hundred pigs. The body of the white powder is completely a suckling pig.However, there is also a slightly larger pig, but at first glance there are no pigs that can be slaughtered.In a short period of time, this pig farm has no revenue.
She couldn\'t help moving her eyes and fell into deep thought.
The dog leftover and the cow egg saw He Songbai and brought the stranger over, and came over involuntarily.
He Songbai introduced that they knew each other. He pointed to Zhao Lanxiang and said, "I am the object, myself."
"rest assured."
The dog left to see Zhao Lanxiang, and glanced a few more times, "Let\'s bring fewer people in the future, this can be nervous."
Niu said, "Sister-in-law."
The dog left complaining, and also greeted Zhao Lanxiang.
Niu Eggbai coughed and said, "We are just starting this job. The dog left him worried that he couldn\'t sleep in the middle of the night. He always had to come here."
He Songbai moved the pen, stood in the pigsty and touched the little piglets, inspecting them one by one.
He whispered to Zhao Lanxiang, "The two of them have been friends with me for many years, and they live in this deep mountain old forest because they don\'t live for the pig farm."
Zhao Lanxiang couldn\'t help but be surprised.
He Songbai said: "For the sake of safety, the dog left to say that."
"My pig farm will never close down as easily as the previous one."
Zhao Lanxiang looked at his firm and proud look and couldn\'t help laughing.
"Yes, it can keep doing it well."
"It\'s better to pay attention to safety in all things. I was still very worried before. I saw it with my own eyes before letting go."
She and He Songbai walked out of the pig farm and stood on the mountainside, looking out at the bare trees at the foot of the mountain.
The terrain on this hill is very well picked. Standing here and looking down, anyone can come and see it.It would be better if there were telescopes, and you could see clearly.
She thought about it and said, "Do you know how to raise pigs?"
He Songbai nodded, "I kept two pigs from the pig farm before."
Zhao Lanxiang said: "I also know that most of your farmers can raise pigs, but raising a pig is not the same as raising many pigs."
If the pig feed is well-proportioned and the pigs are scientifically raised, theoretically it is okay to produce one pen in three months, but in reality it is three to four months.But when she came to the country right now, she found that people here raised pigs every year. From the beginning of the year to the end of the year, they were all fat and fat. One was nearly two hundred catties.
If you are a pig farm, and only one pen is produced a year, you have to die.
He Songbai listened to the subject\'s words, his eyes deepened.
"Sounds like you have ideas, please advise me."
Zhao Lanxiang quickly waved her hand, "Where can I talk about advice."
She walked side by side with He Songbai in the forest. She walked and said: "I used to listen to teachers in school before to talk about everything, and Marx also advocated methodology. The captain of the second battalion next door is not just playing agriculture. According to the popular science book, do you use scientific methods to farm?"
"It\'s the same to raise pigs. If you want to raise pigs scientifically, you can\'t raise them indiscriminately. I\'ll find you a book like this. Do you... want to see it?"
He Songbai heard the words, deep eyebrows stretched, slightly raised eyebrows, suddenly bright.
He nodded again and again: "To see, to see!"
He couldn\'t help complimenting and admiring the woman. He was courageous and ambitious. His vision was broad, just like his grandmother.
He Songbai is sincerely proud of making such a good friend for him. His target is different.
He is willing to listen to her, and even can\'t wait to find a book to raise pigs.
He Songbai\'s culture was all taught by her grandmother a little bit through memory. There are no regular textbooks. Grandma taught him what she thought.
He is full of complex emotions about books. Books are both strange and useless to a farmer, but he is a descendant of intellectuals, and his ancestors\' desire and knowledge are integrated into his blood.He felt that he was supposed to be an intellectual, but actually he was an ordinary farmer.
He Songbai pinched the subject\'s slightly chilled fingers and said warmly: "I asked Li Zhong to look for me, do you think?"
Zhao Lanxiang looked at the man\'s excited and honest look. He asked her questions awkwardly like a dizzy head. He couldn\'t help but tolerate, "Of course, his way is much wider than yours."
"This kind of book may not be easy to find. Let me ask my friends to pay attention to it."
At present, the popular science books are not blooming everywhere like in the future.The characteristics of this year are the Red Book, the colorful quotes from the chairman, and the thoughts of Marxism and Lenin.There are few bookstores in the city, and it is really not easy to find a hard-working book.Especially the backward places like N city.
He Songbai\'s heart was bubbling like a melt.
He should know that he had to share with her about the pig breeding. After telling her, he would have a speaker.Now it feels so good for the two people to discuss and make suggestions together!
It made him feel tired, and there were always people who supported him.
Li Zhong\'s illiterate old man is not very clear about counting him. He Songbai can almost imagine talking to him about raising pigs and playing the piano with cattle.
He Songbai couldn\'t help the brain pain, and couldn\'t help thinking that Gu Gong tirelessly shared the rock composition and earthwork with him a few months ago, and he could still talk for several rounds with relish.Really worthy of being a teacher!
He Songbai feared that they wouldn\'t be able to raise pigs with their leftovers. He specially invited the pig-pig masters who had raised pigs out of the mountain and took them for some time to get them started.
Fortunately, Li Zhong didn\'t care about how to raise pigs. He gave this matter to several pigs.In his subconscious, he probably thinks that the pig is so vigorous.
Rural people who raise pigs indiscriminately are not fat and fat, so why are there so many people here?
The author has something to say: *
small theater:
Xiangxiang: Why not sing good brothers and sisters?
Brother Bo: That\'s what the man here asks for his mother-in-law. When you hear it, she will be his mother-in-law.
I sing, will you be my mother-in-law?
Xiangxiang: "..."
Blushing and not talking~
"Thinking of You Tonight"
-Teresa Teng
The moon is so beautiful
The moon is not you
Shine by my side
Without your affection
You gave me joy
Gave me sweet
Time will never come back
Leave unlimited memories
Who knows who knows where you are tonight
Who knows where I am tonight
Seeing the moon reminds me
Think of your affection
The song of 1976, after a long search, it\'s pretty good~