Accidentally born in the ’60s

    Carrying two buckets of lively fish, Mingnan and Mingbei held their heads high and walked in front like fighting heroes, while Mrs. Li took Zhen Zhen's small hand and followed in small steps .

    Seeing how the first two grandchildren were stunned, Mrs. Li resisted the urge in her heart to not go up and give a cigarette bag to one person: stinky boy is blind, if it weren't for our treasures, You thought you could catch fish, huh!

    This is what Mrs. Li can’t say, she can only roll her eyes to the grandson in front of her from time to time, Zhen Zhen raised her head and looked at Mrs. Li, I’m really afraid she can’t hold back any longer Fly out the eyeballs.

    After walking for half a mile, Mrs. Li squatted down and touched Zhen Zhen's little face: "Is Bao tired? Will my mother hug you?"

    Zhen Zhenda didn't know what it meant to be tired since she was born, don't look at those little arms and legs, she felt that she could walk twenty miles without any problem, she shook her head and moved towards Mr. Li Too sweet smile: "Baby is not tired."

    Mr. Li looked at Zhen Zhen's little face, her heart couldn't be sweet, and if Ming Bei heard it, she would get goosebumps: "That's ok, Bao is tired, tell Nanny, Nanny back following you."

    Zhen Zhen nodded, seeing that there was no one around, Mrs. Li thought of the wild sheep who committed suicide at the gate of her house before the New Year, and couldn't help but ask Zhen Zhen: "The one that my family ate a few years ago. Is the sheep called by Bao?"

    Zhen Zhen nodded, with an aftertaste on her face: "It's so fragrant!"

    Although she guessed the truth, but when she heard Zhen Zhen's confirmation, Mrs. Li was still a little shocked. When she got home, she took Wang Sufen to a corner where no one was in and whispered again, and asked her in a low voice : "Zanbao can not only manage crops, but animals also listen to her. She must have been very old when she was an immortal."

    Wang Sufen nodded with a serious face, and in turn told Mrs. Li: "Now don't talk about gods, say it's feudal superstition, don't let people listen."

    "I know." Mrs. Li looked disdainful: "I tell you, in fact, some old sayings have to be believed, and some of them may be true. It’s still ancient, and it sounds a bit nonsense to me.”

    Wang Sufen smiled and grinned: "This is not just a dream, no one takes it seriously, I won't talk about it in the future."

    Mr. Li took out the cigarette bag from her waist, lit it with a foreign fire and smoked two sips, thinking: "I think our treasure is also very greedy. Let her get sheep, rabbits, etc. down from the mountain, no, our family will raise something this year."

    "Okay." Wang Sufen nodded: "Zhen Zhen is too big to worry about, I have more time, and our family has more food, and the leftover bean cakes can also be used as feed. , you can't catch some chickens, and then raise a pig."

    Mr. Li smoked a smoking bag: "Pig raising is too smelly to put in our yard, we love it clean, and she is not happy with the whole pig. Anyway, the boss behind our yard is an open space. , I turned back and asked Dongzi's father to go to the street and say something, put a fence around it and build a pigsty from there, and then build a stove. I see that Mingnan and Mingbei don't focus on reading all day long, and they get confused everywhere after school. , let them pick wild vegetables and cook pig food."

    After handing over the fish to Osmanthus, Mingbei was looking for his mother everywhere to show off his great achievements. After searching for a long time, he finally saw two people in the corner of the yard who looked like an underground party joint. The sentence " "Mom," before he could say anything, he heard that her milk had arranged a daunting task for him, and he almost fell to his knees.

      No tears, I feel that the most unreasonable person in my family is milk.

    Mr. Li glanced at her little grandson, and said slowly: "You don't have to feed it, anyway, in the winter, the pork belly stewed with sauerkraut, Sichuan white meat, braised pork, blood sausage stewed tofu and so on will not be available. yours."

    Wang Sufen looked at her son's tangled expression and said, "Then the pigs raised at home cost two or three hundred kilograms. To be honest, the taste is more fragrant than wild boars. Wild boars are still too thin. Pigs are different, they are full of fat, tsk tsk, stewed with braised pork and so on.”

    "It's not that bad." Mrs. Li lifted the sole of her shoe and knocked on the cigarette bag: "Forget it, the boy doesn't want to raise it, and I don't want to pay for my bean cake."

    Mingbei became anxious as soon as she heard it: "Don't worry, why can't you support it, then what, I can't do it!" Looking back, I didn't see Mingnan's figure, Mingbei immediately added: "And my third brother, he is much more capable than me."

    Mr. Li was too happy: "Okay, that's it."

    Just do what she says, Mrs. Li is a quick person, so she sent Li Muwu to the street to talk about it that day. There are no rural villages in Beicha. Except for a small town in the middle, the rest are forest management offices. Food and clothing expenses are allocated by the state, and every household depends on the supply of grain.

    For three consecutive years, the supply of grain has not been timely, more and more people are reclaiming wasteland and farming, and there are also many chickens and pigs. Just talk to the street or the business. There is no such thing as handing in. The people who are raised by their own households eat their own food, and the provincial ones are chasing after the grain stores and non-staple food stores to supply grain and pork, which can also reduce the burden on the country.

    As soon as Li Muwu said the street, he agreed to let him build a pigsty behind his yard. Li Muwu first went to the forest management office to bring back some wood, and built another fence around his yard. I opened a small door from my original backyard, so that I can go directly from the yard without going out the door.

    There is a place to buy piglets. Mrs. Li thinks that her yard is big enough, there are a lot of wild vegetables on the mountain, and there is a lot of food in the house. It is better to buy more chickens. Anyway, they are all raised, it is better to raise more, so that there is meat to eat all year round.

    Ms. Li has the final say, and no one else has any objections. Madam Li took the money to catch ten chickens and returned them with a lot of money and food. Piglet.

    It will take a few days to build a pigpen. After all, I have to drag wood and build a stove, so Mrs. Li will keep it in the yard first. Zhen Zhen heard the chattering in the yard, she quickly climbed down from the kang, and ran out to watch the excitement.

    Good guy, ten chicks the size of an adult fist wandered around the yard, the little piggy was blocked by a small fence, and squatted in the corner aggrieved. Zhen Zhen didn't expect that there were so many poultry and livestock suddenly in her house, she went crazy with joy, came over to look at this and that, and pondered while touching her chin, then raised her head and asked her mother, "Have you given a name?"

    Old Mrs. Li laughed immediately and patted Zhen Zhen's little head: "They were all raised to eat meat, what's the name? If you want, you can."

    Zhen Zhen walked to the milky-white piglet with her short legs, looked at it up and down, and immediately smiled and rolled her eyes: "It's called braised pork!" Soft, I knelt down at that time.

    Zhen Zhen circled around the yard, not only the pigs have names, but the ten poultry in the family have their own names, what: stewed chicken, stewed chicken soup, stewed chicken with mushrooms, stewed potatoes Chicken, radish stewed chicken... I don't know how she came up with so many foods in her head. Mingnan and Mingbei followed behind, leaving a saliva. The two of them didn't even bother to do their homework, and pushed each other out the door. Mrs. Li turned back and shouted, "What are you doing?"

    "Drag the log back and build the pigpen!"

    Old Mrs. Li was instantly happy: "The name is so good, everyone is greedy and knows how to work." But she just turned around and saw that this group of chicks were all stunned. Frightened, I saw that all the people who were alive and kicking were now hanging their heads, and Mrs. Li panicked: "If you can't buy it back, it's not hard, right?"

    "No." Zhen Zhen raised her head and said in a milky voice, "It's solid."

    Looking at the flock of slack-headed poultry with suspicion, Mrs. Li felt that she still believed in her granddaughter once, and with her granddaughter's method, it was estimated that there would be no problem in letting the chickens fly.

    The newly born chick was coddled. Wang Sufen took some broken millet and soaked it in water for a while. Seeing that the rice was soft, she drained the water and put it in a leaky pot.

    Put the chicken food in the middle of the poultry, but those chicks were trembling and no one dared to move, Wang Sufen was a little confused when suddenly Zhen Zhen clapped her hands: "Hurry up and eat. "

    Suddenly, the fluffy chicks rushed over quickly, not looking like they were dying of illness at all, and they all ate happily. Seeing how these chickens could eat and run, Mrs. Li was relieved, her granddaughter was right, and they were indeed strong.

      I bought two wicker baskets and put them in the kitchen at night. The chicken's nest has been settled, but the little pig is still raised in the yard.

     Greed makes people diligent. This sentence can be said to be a true portrayal of Mingnan and Mingbei. Li Muwu and the pigsty have done a lot of effort, dragging wood, and mud. , to mend the cauldron that was exposed at home before, build a stove, and get it neatly in two or three days. The braised pork, who had been shivering with fear under Zhen Zhen's eyes all day, finally had a home of his own.

    Since raising this group of poultry and livestock, no one else can see anything, but Zhen Zhen is too busy. When she wakes up in the morning, she can't take care of rinsing her mouth and washing her face, she has to call out first, open the chicken coop, call a name and run out of a chicken, after a while, she will come out and stand in a mess in the yard for a few rows, only then does Zhen Zhen start to lecture with satisfaction : "Eat well and grow meat!"

    This group of chickens began to chirp, Zhen Zhen tried hard to distinguish their consciousness in her mind, except for her instinctive desire to eat, she thought that there were basically no other thoughts.

    Zhen Zhen also recently discovered that she can understand the sounds of all animals, some are simple expressions of consciousness, and some are slightly smarter and can communicate with herself.

    For the poultry and livestock sent back today, only the stewed chicken with radish seems to have received the intention of Zhen Zhen's name, and the head of the walnut-sized chicken can still see how it will be stewed in the future , scared a little cowardly, twittering in protest.

    Zhen Zhen listened to the chattering voice in her head with a black line on her face, she had to communicate with them when raising chickens, why was it so laborious, if it wasn't for fear of family suspicion, she could give her in minutes They grow three or four kilograms, and now they are good, and they have to be comforted.

    Zhen Zhen firmly doesn't think there is anything wrong with her name, isn't it just for eating, it's better for them to accept the truth earlier.

    Mingbei woke up and opened the north window, stuck his head out and looked at his sister standing in the yard, standing in the middle of a pile of chickens, and said like a little adult: "Don't make a noise, you have to make a noise after the noise. To be eaten, it is better to eat more food..."

    Mingbei covered his mouth and didn't dare to make a sound, tears of laughter were about to come out, he kicked Mingnan who was still sleeping, beckoned to him, lowered his voice and said, "Quick Get up and see that stupid little sister in our family."

    Ming Nan climbed out of the bed with a chicken coop head, and also stretched out his head to look out, Zhen Zhen continued with her hands behind her back: "What a nice name I gave you, the braised pork is just Not so much..."

    "It's not cowardice, it's being suppressed by my aura." Zhen Zhen raised her head proudly, trying to prove that she didn't frighten that kind of pig, I just wanted to eat it just now Pork's consciousness is too strong, and accidentally passed some pictures to it.

    "It's still cowardly!"

     waved her hand, Zhen Zhen didn't want to pay attention to them anymore, she turned her head and walked towards the backyard: "I'm going to see the braised pork."

    Going to the bottom of the window, Mingbei looked at his sister who was not as tall as the windowsill, stretched out his hand and flicked on her head: "Silly old girl, where are you going?"

    Zhen Zhen covered her head, raised her head and glanced at Ming Bei, and suddenly shouted at the top of her voice: "Brother, beat me!"

    When Mrs. Li heard the movement, she rushed in with a cigarette bag and a pot. To Mingbei, she jumped off the window sill barefoot and ran out. Mingnan was broken and stuck out her head. He shouted, "Don't go out the door, there is a hole in the back of your long johns, revealing your butt!"

      He ran to the window and jumped in. Ming Nan held him down and shouted, "Milk! Milk! Come on! Caught!"

    As soon as Mrs. Li went out, she quickly turned back, picked up the cigarette bag and pot and slapped Mingbei's **** twice, when she heard the squealing sound inside, Zhen Zhen was happy Can't get up.

    I raised a few poultry, and the house became very lively. Osmanthus was pregnant, and Mrs. Li didn’t ask her to do the heavy work at home. The thing about raising pigs is basically Mingnan and Mingbei. The two got up in the morning and went to cook the pig food. After feeding the pigs, they cleaned up the pigsty. They hurried back to the front room to wash, then changed into clean clothes and touched two big pancakes before going to school.

      Said: "Dinner." This work is done.

    Lao Li's family has a lot of chickens now. Last year, there were three laying hens, and there are ten chicks. Li Muwu was afraid that a weasel would come and pick it up, so he wanted to live in the yard Get a dog.

    Nowadays, there are a lot of people who keep dogs in Beicha. They can usually watch their homes and nurse their homes. It is also a good helper to go hunting in the mountains in winter. The old Li family also had one before. After raising it for fifteen years, he died of old age. When he wanted to raise it again, his age was not good. But now that life is better, and there are a lot of chickens at home, Li Muwu moved his mind again, and within a few days, he brought back a pure black Northeastern wolf dog.

      . If it was raised well as a puppy, this dog will be a good helper for hunting at home and nursing home when it grows up, and three or four can handle a pack of five or six wolves.

    After Li Muwu got home, he put the little wolf dog in his arms on the ground, he was also worried that Zhen Zhen was afraid, so he wanted to block Zhen Zhen first, and it would be fine when he got acquainted. Who knew that Zhen Zhen fell in love with this puppy as soon as she saw it, she bypassed Li Muwu who was big and three in front, and ran to the little black dog, stretched out her little hand and touched its fur.

    Old Mrs. Li came out and saw that Zhen Zhen was very close to the dog she just brought back, she smiled and touched the cigarette bag: "It's good that we have a name for Zhen Zhen, you can give it a name."

    Zhen Zhen thought about it, and said to Mrs. Li, "Li Mingzhong."

    Li Mingnan and Li Mingbei saw the little wolf dog in the yard as soon as they got out of school. As soon as they rushed over, they heard their sister give the dog a crazy name.

    "What's your name Li Mingzhong?" Mingbei was unhappy: "This sounds like my brother."

    Zhen Zhen nodded at him: "East, west, north, south, center!"

    "Milk! Don't play mahjong again during the Chinese New Year, you taught my sister!"