Shanwa Small Rich Farmers

As soon as the meal was served, the helpers had almost finished their work on the second trip. Thirty bags of rice were transported back to the yard and piled up on a temporary moisture-proof layer with bricks as the bottom, away from the The ground is about ten centimeters, and it is enough to deal with the light rain at night after covering it with plastic sheeting.

After unloading the car, the gang gathered around a few Eight Immortals tables placed under the shade of the trees and started to eat. The dishes in front of everyone were the same, and there were two large meat dishes and two small meat dishes on a big plate. The last vegetarian dish, rice and soup are all free, and some dishes can be added if they are not enough, anyway, just eat with a smile.

The things I make at home are naturally full of weight, not to mention the labor of a group of people, even the silly bear sisters who wandered around under the table, and the few pastoral dogs who came to visit the house, they all eat oily food in their mouths . Wen Xu has never been a bad person when it comes to food.

The most conspicuous among the crowd was the little devil Harada. It was probably the first time he ate like this in China. Mine's wretched.

Wen Xu didn’t know that Harada had a special feeling since he arrived in Wen’s Village. If there is a country that has done the most profound research on China, it probably has to be Japan. As a Japanese professor said, Japan There are associations and societies that study China's political and military affairs everywhere, and the Japanese elite's understanding of China far exceeds that of Europe and the United States.

Harada is also an old China expert. I feel that Wenjia Village is different from the villages I have seen before. People here live more harmoniously and have more fun. For example, many families like to arrange flowers in their yards. Hastily, and many people have played it very well.

Harada is strange because everyone knows that China has a lot of talent for farming. Even if he goes to any corner of the world, as long as he catches the opportunity, he will definitely get a piece of land to plant something, even if he is with him. When a child goes to college in the United States, he can build a small vegetable plot in the open space of other schools, not to mention his own yard.

There are really not many people who grow vegetables in the yard here, and now there are only five or six houses that are full of money. When other people enter the yard, they can smell a refreshing fragrance of flowers. When they first saw Harada, they thought they were back in the countryside of Japan. , the environment is clean and orderly, and the people living in such an environment are friendly and enthusiastic. It’s not that Harada is confident. Anyone who has been to the Japanese countryside, especially the villages, will feel this way. The only word to describe it is clean.

   Even Harada felt that there was something special about Wenjia Village that he had never seen in any village before. That was the harmonious coexistence of wild animals and people, which Harada never dreamed of before.

Just when Harada was thinking about this matter in his mind, Harada felt that someone had touched his arm, and turned his head subconsciously, and saw Professor Jia next to him lift his chin slightly and said at the same time :coming!

When Harada looked up, he saw the white weasel that he saw in the morning was squatting at the gate of the yard, looking towards the people eating in the yard, it seemed that he saw himself, the white weasel's face was obviously the same. Dislike it, but it didn't go away, just squatted at the gate of the courtyard.

Wen Guangli happened to be sitting next to Mr. Jia, saw his movements, looked up and found that the old men were looking at a white weasel, so he smiled and said, "What are you looking at? A cub is so cute.”

"what?"

  Hearing about the mutated weasel and cubs, the three old men immediately widened their eyes.

  Wen Guangli was confused by these three old men. Looking at the surprised faces of the three old men, he felt that this must be a joke. What three-year-old children in Wenjia Village knew from top to bottom would they not know? What's more, this happened for many days.

"Hehe, it's really pretending!" After Wen Guangli smirked twice, he focused on the plate in front of him, preparing to concentrate on eating, ignoring the three bad old men, because he felt that one of them might be planning to play tricks on him Woolen cloth.

  Harada saw the high point of what he was talking about, and suddenly stopped talking. How could this be possible, so he opened his mouth and asked: "Mr. Wen, do you mean that Mr. Wen's family still has larvae?"

Hearing Harada's words, Wen Guangli felt that this Japanese old man was really an idiot. At his age, he could just be a little Wen or just call him Guangli. Look at him, one Mr. Wen, two Mr. Wen, let him call him that, the Wen family village doesn't It's easy to distinguish, isn't the surname Wen!

   Without waiting for Wen Guangli to reply, a young man on the opposite side hummed and said, "That's right, how many times did my aunt feed each day before? Is it eleven or sixteen?"

   "The extra five were born by you?"

  Wen Guangli was a little upset when someone robbed him, and immediately yelled at the nephew who spoke.

   If they got affirmation, the three old men glanced one after another, feeling a little uneasy, how could they continue to eat so peacefully, wiped their mouths, and stood up one after another from their seats.

  Ms. Ma was in charge of logistics at this time. Seeing Harada, old man Jia and his own old man stood up, thinking they wanted more rice and soup, he immediately asked, "What do you want? Soup or rice?"

However, when the old lady saw that there was still a lot of soup and rice left in front of the three people, she felt that the three people were a bit out of line, and she immediately frowned. Brows: "Don't eat now?"

After finishing speaking, he glanced over at the three old men with a calm and majestic manner. Now Director Ma's aura is really unavoidable. It has a certain majesty. This kind of aura is not only harmful to the children under him. The power bonus also has additional damage to the two old men Chi and Jia.

  Once Mr. Jia turned his head, he saw that the dishes in his bowl understood, so he said, "No, we are going to Wen Xu's house to see those little mutated weasel larvae!"

Mr. Jia is a little anxious now, he has been in the yard for so long, why didn't he tell himself that there are cubs in this thing, these people can't keep things in their minds, the people of Wenjia Village are too blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. sure.

  The old man didn’t know that the news from Wen’s Village was only a few days old, and now weasels like Wen’s Village can still get on the stage? Now everyone is talking about a super beast like Ba Lixiong. Does a white weasel still want to be 'dominant' in the hearts of the villagers in Wenjia Village? The old man didn't catch up with the enthusiasm of this matter. To the villagers, this was a matter of old sesame seed and rotten millet, so naturally no one mentioned it.

   "Look after the meal, eat the meal first, and they won't run away?" Director Ma said calmly, with a calm tone.

When Harada saw it, he immediately sat back, picked up the bowl, and began to eat in big mouthfuls. After Mr. Jia glanced at Director Ma, he also sat back without saying a word. Only Mr. Chi felt that he was a little Embarrassed, he muttered, "You old lady, don't tell me about this!"

Principal Ma was not polite, and said proudly: "You think you are the only one busy? I have a lot of things to do in kindergarten now, who has time to take care of you! Go back, eat, don't let me see your leftovers , no matter if it is food, there can be no leftovers! How old is a person, who knows that every piece of food on the plate is hard to know!"

  After hearing this, Old Master Chi sat back obediently.

  The three old men sat down, but their hearts flew to the cub of the white weasel. Although the meal is not to be said to be raging, there is always something to gobble it up.

   No, I didn't shave a few mouthfuls, because I ate too fast, Mr. Jia fell asleep on his chest with his neck straight, choking on it!

   "Drink the soup, drink the soup!" Mr. Chi immediately helped pick up the soup bowl.

  Wen Shigui happened to see a young man finish his meal and take away his bowl and plate, so he took a plate of vegetables in one hand and a bowl of rice in the other and sat down on the empty seat.

  Wen Shigui returned to the yard and continued to do command work. He didn't eat with everyone first. He waited for everyone to eat a batch before he got his turn, and then he took a meal and sat down to eat.

   "How about some wine?!"

  Wen Shigui usually has the small habit of drinking two sips of wine, although not every meal, but every four or five meals.

If Wen Shigui comes to Wen Xu's house if he has a chance, he will definitely drink a few sips. The reason is that the wine in Wen Xu's house is good. Generally, the wine used on the wedding and wedding table is not as good as the wine in Wen Xu's house, so today Wen Yigui is not only in his hands. Holding the food, there is still a small half bottle of leftover wine in the pocket of his trousers.

  As soon as he sat down, Wen Shigui poured himself a cup, and greeted several old men at the same time.

  When Harada heard what Wen Shigui said, he immediately replied: "Thank you, then I'll have some!"

  Wen Shigui was immediately happy when he heard that someone was drinking with him, and immediately turned his head and said to the young man who passed by: "Go to the house to find your uncle, and bring me some glasses!"

  The young man was also a neat person, he rushed out after hearing the words, and brought back some crystal glasses for Wen Shigui in less than two minutes.

   "Drink some, not too much, can the four of us drink up this little wine?" Wen Shigui pointed at the bottle and said.

   There is just over half of the wine in a one-jin bottle, seven taels at most! The four old men shared the drink, that is, the matter of sticking their lips. So everyone nodded, and temporarily put aside the matter of seeing the cubs, just like what Director Ma said was not in a hurry.

   I don’t know whether the old man is a good wine, or how to drink all of a sudden, it seems that he has regained his scholarly style, and started to drink small wine.

While eating and chatting, it took a few old men together for half an hour to finish a bottle of wine. After finishing the wine, each of them not only ate up the food, but also ate two or three small bowls with the food. rice.

   "Too much to eat!" Harada felt a little out of control, holding his stomach slightly embarrassed.

Wen Shigui was holding a toothpick in one hand and covering his mouth with the other, and said to Harada while picking his teeth: "You guys have a lot of etiquette, and what you do is useless etiquette. It's just a formality. How tiring is this? !"

   After finishing speaking, he reached out and took out a toothpick from the toothpick box on the table, and handed it to Harada: "Don't be stuck all day long, take it easy, and try to pick your teeth after eating!"

I have to say that although Wen Shigui has not read any books, he still has a bit of insight into Japanese etiquette. The Japanese do not pay too much attention to etiquette. In terms of performance, he is shameless, and because he is not polite, he does not have any psychological burden when doing bad things. Just like MacArthur said, the spiritual age of the Japanese is only twelve years old! It's completely a two-year-old boy, a badass.

  Although Harada took the toothpick, he didn't use it, but solemnly put it aside.

"Okay, let's finish eating and drinking, let's go and have a look now!" Mr. Jia had already eaten the last grain of rice in the bowl at this time, put away all the bowls and chopsticks, and stood up.

  Hearing what Mr. Jia said, the rest of the people also stood up, and the four old men put the plates in their hands into a basket in the yard. Naturally, they were all such used dishes. Wen Shigui had no interest in watching the little white weasel, so he naturally wouldn't accompany Mr. Jia and the other three to see it, so he found a shade under a tree, and prepared to take a nap and continue working. The remaining three naturally went to the house.

Perhaps the white weasel was too smart. When it found the three old men entering the house, it suddenly had a premonition in its heart. It immediately turned over from the ground and rushed towards the house. As a father's responsibility, Let it decide to protect its children from these three old guys!