Shanwa Small Rich Farmers

  People’s impression of Chinese New Year is probably like this. It’s really not like the enthusiasm of bear children. As long as these little things can be put together, they can play with a tree stump. How can adults have their energy. On the first day of the new year, everyone walks around with each other and pays New Year's greetings. At this time, Wen Xu's seniority is a bit tricky, because there are few people in the village whose seniority is younger than him, so Wen Xu and Shi Shangzhen have always paid New Year's money , Of course, this little money and young couple don't mind, if you want to say that the advantage of seniority is that they almost stay at home and don't have to run around.

In the first and second grades of junior high school, God gave me a blessing, but in the third grade of junior high school, the sky changed. It was gray all day long above my head. I saw a heavy snow that couldn’t come down. In the middle of the night in the third grade of junior high school, the snowflakes began to fall. Gone with the wind, in the morning of the fourth day, the snow was still falling, and the biggest snowfall so far in the whole winter came unexpectedly.

The snow fell intermittently until the fifth day of the new year, and the whole village immediately started a new round of snow removal. The tourists were naturally overjoyed, skiing, playing sleds, and riding snowmobiles every day. Anyway, as long as there is a venue, There are people playing at dawn, and the free playgrounds built in the village will stop completely until after eight o'clock at night.

   On the seventh day, the village held a party. It was originally planned to be held on the fourth and fifth day, but because of the heavy snow, the time had to be moved to a later date. It was only on the seventh day that everyone sang lively.

   On the night of the eighth day of the lunar new year, the sun was still setting in the west. Before sunset, Wen Nuan put Erbai on the sledge and led him to the gate of the yard. From the fourth day of junior high school, Hang Chen's **** seemed to have hair growing and she couldn't sit still, because Wen Shida took Sheng Nan to the ice sculpture garden, took pictures and came back, but she was so greedy It's broken, so I have to go to the ice sculpture garden to see it with my own eyes.

   If it's just her Wen Xu, it's fine, and my aunt Li Yumei also wants to see it, so Wen Xu has to call the whole family together to go to the Ice Sculpture Garden.

Pulling Erbai to wait at the gate of the yard, after waiting for a while, a group of people were still dawdling, Wen Nu was a little anxious, there was only such a small place, and when I came back, I didn't know what this group of people was good for Cleaned up.

   "Everyone, everyone! The sun is going to set soon, and it is said to leave at 5 o'clock, what time is it now? It's almost half an hour later, be quicker, it's getting late!" Wen Wen shouted loudly towards the courtyard.

  As soon as the conversation ended, Wen Xu heard the phone ringing in his pocket, took it out and found that it was the old man calling, and immediately answered the phone.

   "Grandpa, where are you at the entrance of the village?"

Although Mr. Shi is getting old, but the essence of a soldier has not faded much, he quickly asked angrily towards Wen Wen: "When will you come over, I will sit on the sledge and wait for you for almost twenty minutes. Take your time!"

   "Grandpa, you are in a hurry. I am more anxious than you. I am also pulling a horse and waiting at the gate of the yard. A group of people are carrying this and that, who knows?" Wen Xu explained to appease the old man.

   "Okay, hurry up! If you are procrastinating, you will be court-martialed if you go to war!"

   "Yes, yes, if it falls into your hands, all of us who have no sense of time will be killed!" Wen Xu said with a smile.

   "It's not auspicious for those who celebrate the Chinese New Year. Come on, hurry up, I'm strong, but I can't stand the old man," said the old master.

   "I hit Biao...beep! beep!"

  Wen Xu heard Mr. Qiu say three words, but before he heard clearly, Mr. Shi had already hung up the phone.

   "Hurry up, hurry up, the two old men have been waiting at the entrance of the village for an hour! Who will bear the burden of freezing their house?" Wen Xu yelled into the yard again.

   After more than a minute, no one came out of the yard, but the old man Chi came out from the yard next to him, looked at Wen Xu and Erbai standing at the door, and asked loudly, "Will you go see the ice sculpture?"

   "Yeah, a bunch of people are dead!" After Wen Xu finished speaking, she saw the group of daughter-in-laws who were wrapped up like a scorpion leave the house.

   Turning to Mr. Chi, he asked, "Have you seen it? I heard it's very beautiful."

"I've seen it, it's okay! Few people have seen it in the south of the Yangtze River, but if you have seen the ice sculptures in the Northeast, you will think that the ice sculptures here are not worth seeing. First of all, they are petty. There are not many big and imposing ones, and many are not. It’s not refined enough, but it’s not easy to decide to come up with this look years ago, you can tell by looking at it, some of the things are quite rustic,” said Mr. Chi.

   "Success, then let's go!" Wen Xu saw his wife and Li Yumei climbed onto the sled, said something to the old man, said goodbye and sat on the sled, stretched out his hand and patted Erbai's buttocks.

With Erbai's legs exerting strength, the sled was easily dragged up. Although there were six or seven people sitting on a sled, it didn't seem to weigh much to Erbai, and the little horse's hoof clattered on the stone slab. Like a string of brisk little notes.

  When he arrived at the entrance of the village, Wen Xu saw two sleds parked by the roadside, one for each of the two old men, and the guards also changed into casual clothes at this time.

   "Why is it taking so long! Come on, Xiao Hang, you come to my sledge, let's play chess together" Master Shi said a few words and then waved to Hang Xiangdong, asking Hang Xiangdong to play chess on his sledge.

  Hang Xiangdong didn't refuse either. After getting off the warm sled, he got on the master's sledge.

  Everyone was there, and the three sledges lined up naturally, trotting along the road towards the town. Wen Xu took the lead, Mr. Shi was at the back, and Mr. Qiu's guards were driving a sled in the middle.

At this time, the old man was pulling the cart no longer with a long-haired white yak, but replaced it with a very strong horse, Wen Wen didn't look like a domestic horse, with very strong limbs, and the shoulder height was not low, the most important thing was The hoof is as big as the mouth of a sea bowl.

Anyway, Wen Xu also needs to rush, Erbai has no reins and no ropes, as long as it is one way, it knows where it is going, so Wen Xu asked Xiao Yao to sit in his seat, turned his body around, and pushed his back against him. In the wind, he moved to the end of the sledge and chatted with Mr. Qiu.

   "Old man, where's your big white yak? Why didn't you use a yak for a horse?" Wen Wen clasped his hands in his sleeves and hung his legs in mid-air, leaning on the rail of the sledge and asked loudly to the old man Qiu behind.

Mr. Qiu's sledge is the same as Mr. Shi's. They are all made by gentle hands. There are curtains and doors. Although they can't completely prevent the cold, there are stoves and stoves inside. You can drink hot tea and eat small fruits. Generally speaking, it is several grades higher than the warm "open-air" big sledge.

Mr. Qiu said: "The ox runs slowly. If you go to a far place today, how can you keep up with you without this horse? The yak is used when wandering around the village, and this horse is reserved for traveling far. Dabai of the old man, how can I be worse with two horses!"

Wen Xu laughed aloud after hearing this, the two old men used to be rivals, but now they are old and smiled, and after a few days they became old children again, neither of them obeyed the other, at such an age, with Hang Chen and Xiaoyao are like Xiaoyao, they are more energetic when they are not moving, and it is quite interesting to grind their teeth or something.

   "How is it? Little Wenxu, isn't my horse good?" Old Man Qiu held a pot of tea in his hand, took a sip and said something to Wenxu.

   Wen Xu said: "Well, your horse is not made in China, is it?"

   "Then you are wrong, it was bred and hybridized in China," old man Qiu said.

  Wen Xu heard that it was cultivated in China, and after a few more glances, he couldn't help but smile.

"why are you laughing?"

  Wen Xu said: "The horse is good, but it was not born at the right time."

   "..." Mr. Qiu was speechless after hearing Wen Xu's words, and he sighed after a while: "Oh!"

   In the past, such a heavy-loaded horse would have been very useful, but what is the use of cultivating it at this time? You can’t compete with tractors and horses. If you don’t say anything else, it’s almost a few thousand miles away from maintenance. Even if you put it in a remote mountainous area, it’s a tradition of thousands of years to compete with cattle. There is no chance of winning. It is difficult for a horse breed that is almost useless to develop and grow in the economic society.

  So the new breed of horse that pulls Mr. Qiu’s cart can almost be determined: perish!

  Old man Qiu was mentioned by Wen Xu so much, he was not interested in talking anymore, he frowned and didn't know what he was thinking about.

  Wen Xu understands that although these old people have retired many times, they still care about things that they can care about. It may be a habit for a long time. Older people like them seem to regard worrying as their own responsibility.

   "Brother Wenxu, this road doesn't seem to be the right way." The little soldier in casual clothes asked immediately when he saw Xiaoyao motioning Erbai to turn a turn, instead of entering the town, he ran westward along the small fork.

Before waiting for Wen Xu to speak, Mr. Qiu said with a smile: "Xiao Lin, why are you afraid to follow him? He doesn't care about me, an old man. Besides, even if there is something, I will be accompanied by my teacher wherever I go." willing!"

   "Yes!" The guard surnamed Lin immediately shook the reins in his hand and quickly followed.

Wen Xu explained: "At this time, it will be difficult for us to pass through the center of the town. I heard that it is crowded with people, and it is difficult to walk! We don't want to be canned food here, but take a detour outside the village. This road Just walk around the bay and you will arrive at the Ice Sculpture Garden."

The speed on the trail is faster, because the snow on the ground has not melted at all, not only has it not melted, but also has been stepped on by many people. Now if you look at it, you can see ruts or human footprints. It’s not easy for a family to walk, but the sledge is so comfortable to run. You can’t feel the bumps when you sit on it, and you can’t hear the rustling sound when you walk on the road from time to time. , Walking on such a path, if you don't pay attention to the slight sound of the skateboard under the sledge, you can't hear it at all.

Wen Xu originally thought that there weren't many people on the trail, but what he didn't expect was that halfway through the walk, even the trail started to get a bit blocked, and it was full of sledges, all kinds of weird and weird ones. Some of them are not Chinese and foreign, and the meaning seems to be Western-style, but this craftsmanship is really unflattering.

   "It's so lively!" Mr. Qiu stuck out his head at this moment, looking around in disorder.

   At this time, the speed of the sledge dropped, and it was impossible to run, so I could only walk and walk forward at a speed similar to that of a pedestrian.

  I have to mention here that the organization in the county is really good. On such a trail, you can see a red armband maintaining discipline in a short while, lest someone jump in line or something. It was originally a small road, if you are inserting a right one and blocking the opposite road, the immediate consequence is that all the roads will stop.

  Is there such an unconscious person? That must be there, no, Wen Xu met one when he was almost at the original horse market site. A man in his fifties, well dressed, looking at his flushed face, he must have just had a drink.

"What are you!" The man jumped off his sledge, and pointed his red armband's chest in a high-flying way: "Do you know how much I get a month, and how much you get a month? Tell me Rang Rang? Hmm!"

   "You're blocking a road." The red armband was a little weaker.

  Judging from the clothes with red armbands, he is an honest and honest person from the village, and for some reason, he was arranged here to maintain traffic.

  As soon as these words came out, this man immediately became more arrogant: "What's wrong with blocking the road, I dare to block the roads in the provincial capital! Don't talk about your small roads in the countryside."

   After speaking, he reached out and patted the red armband's face.

   "Why are you hitting someone!" Red Armband took a step back and said, covering his face.

   "I'm hitting you country man!" Seeing that the red armband didn't fight back, the man became even angrier, and immediately reached out and grabbed the red armband by the collar to hit him again.

   "Stop hitting, stop hitting!" It was the woman sitting in the man's car who hurried down and reached out to hold the man.

   "Go away, put a team in for me to fuck, I'll smack this ugly **** to death!" The man broke away from his wife's arm, and raised his hand to slap the red armband's face again.

   "Is it polite for you to jump in line?" An old man next to him couldn't stand it anymore and yelled loudly.

   "It's none of your business, old man!" The man replied directly to the old man.

Before he could finish speaking, a swarthy man in his thirties and forties rushed over and punched the beating man in the face: "Damn you dare to scold my father! Kill you son of a bitch!" of!"

   As soon as the swarthy man made a move, several young people standing beside him also rushed over angrily, while beating the beating man, they cursed, "You're bullying us in Changping, right?"

   It's a lively scene on the road, people around are shouting, kill this **** and so on.

  The arrogant man just now was beaten into a pig's head by a group of villagers in a few minutes!

   Facts have proved that sometimes farmers are much harder to bully than citizens.