My 1995 Small Farm.

Chapter 427 Qinling Dog King
Of course, Chen Ling had no intention of keeping any more wild animals at home this year.

After the mountain donkey recovered, they released the mother and her child back into the mountains.

This can be considered as him fulfilling his duty as a forest ranger.

Although the mountain donkeys were reluctant to leave, they often lingered in the vicinity.

But Chen Ling saw that they were just circling the lake in the mountains and had no intention of coming down the mountain, so he stopped paying attention to them.

He thought to himself that they were probably still worried about the jackals in the mountains, while the farm was much safer with packs of dogs guarding it.

It's just an instinctive behavior of protecting one's own.

The mother and baby donkey are still lingering on the nearby mountains.

The Zhao family had left before the mountain donkey was released back into the wild.

However, they didn't go home. Instead, they heard that Gao Xiulan had talked about many things at the Medicine King Temple, and since there were still some days until the Dragon Boat Festival, the two families went there for a visit.

The guest has temporarily left, and the mountain donkey is nowhere to be found, but Chen Ling's farm is still very lively.

The villagers who came to watch the mountain donkeys these days were surprised to find...

It's much cooler here at the farm than anywhere else.

It's a great place to cool off.

then……

It naturally became the "new base" for villagers to go to the market for meals.

Every day at midday, when the sun is blazing, many adults and children gather in the two stone pavilions outside the farm, carrying their rice bowls, to come and eat.

While eating, they gathered in small groups to gossip and chatter, creating quite a lively scene.

They didn't mind the distance, nor were they worried about the food getting cold quickly in the summer.

After dinner, you can play chess or cards in the pavilion, or even take a nap.

It's so refreshing!

Chen Ling's family, on the other hand, did not object to or dislike these people coming over.

Since my family moved to this farm, although I haven't stopped interacting with the villagers, I feel a bit distant from them.

Just as Chen Yuqiang said.

The two families used to be neighbors, one in front of the other, and it was just a turn away from their homes.

Now, if you want to visit someone's neighbors, you have to make a special trip outside the village.

It's inconvenient.

It's not a bad thing that villagers are coming to the farm for meals now.

Chen Ling's family would often take their rice bowls and go out to join in the fun.

As for Rui Rui, with more people to meet and more kids to play with, he's incredibly happy every day.

This afternoon.

Under the bright sun, a gentle breeze carried the faint chirping of insects and the cacophony of birdsong.

It was a drowsy afternoon.

But once you arrive at the farm and enter the orchard, it suddenly takes on a very different appearance.

The sound of flowing water and chirping birds fills the air. The lush greenery blocks out the sunlight, and a gentle mountain breeze carrying moisture blows by from time to time, leaving one feeling refreshed and cool, without a trace of heat.

Rui Rui, Wang Jusheng's son Da Tou, Wang Juxiang's son Chou Dan, and a bunch of two- or three-year-old toddlers gathered under an apricot tree, their little bottoms sticking out, each holding a branch, watering the ants and wreaking havoc on their nest.

The adults were in two stone pavilions, holding their rice bowls and making a lot of noise, while a group of intently focused stray dogs surrounded them.

They stared at people, watching who threw something out of the bowl, then swarmed forward, scrambling to grab it.

"The rich eat better, they can see meat every day. Look at these dogs, their eyes are fixed on him, waiting for him to throw them bones."

“You’re just stating the obvious. Fugui is tired of eating meat. If it weren’t for Lixian’s third son-in-law coming over this morning and bringing the money from selling apricots to treat them, you can see that Fugui wouldn’t be willing to cook this meal today.”

"..."

"Tell me, Fugui, how much did you sell these apricots for? We're envious."

"Not much, just a few tens of thousands of yuan."

When you're rushing to a dinner party, you just chat idly.

They would talk about everything from major national events to astronomical and geographical matters, as well as trivial matters from around the village.

No one will find it strange.

"Hahaha, even Fugui can lie now. This kid doesn't tell the truth at all."

"Hey, what are you talking about? I'll tell you what you asked, what can you do if you don't believe me?"

"Really tens of thousands of yuan?"

"Oh, yes, there really is."

"I don't believe it."

"I don't believe it either."

It's not tens of thousands of yuan, but it's definitely more than ten thousand yuan.

Moreover, more than half of this 10,000 yuan was contributed by Sun Yanhong.

After enjoying a meal of crayfish, have some fine wine and fruit platter.

They sold it as a side project.

However, Liu Jiancheng's side didn't make much profit selling at market price.

It's understandable that the villagers don't believe it.

However, this was just casual conversation and a joke, not something to be taken seriously. The village is now able to make some money, such as from reservoir aquatic products and ornamental fish, all thanks to Chen Ling.

Many clever villagers come from the easternmost part of the village to this place for the meal. Besides the fact that it is indeed cool and comfortable here, they may also be trying to get closer to Chen Ling.

I didn't see it; these days, even the small water tower has been completed quickly.

This is the result of these people taking the initiative to help out while rushing to the dinner party.

"Oh, right, and that mountain donkey too. Your little white calf used to be brought out to sell tickets in the spring, but this mountain donkey is even rarer. Why don't you keep it and raise it? You could make a lot of money in the future."

"Exactly, exactly. We've never even seen this before. Those out-of-towners wouldn't even care. You should keep it."

"Think about it, in a while we'll bring a tiger over for you to fight. When people say our village produced a Wu Song, there will definitely be a lot of people looking for tigers and Wu Song. You can bring your mountain donkey out for a spin then...right?"

"..."

Now, many villagers have actually figured out some ways to make money, and they're all talking at once, like three cobblers outwitting one Zhuge Liang.

"Come on, what's the point of raising wild animals? We already have enough poultry and livestock at home, why should I bother with that?"

Chen Ling picked up a bone from the bowl and threw it in, which attracted a bunch of stray dogs to scramble for it.

We now have a white calf, a blue horse, three yellow cattle, a flock of goats, and various kinds of poultry.

With a pack of dogs helping to look after them, and living by the mountains and water, they have no worries about food and drink, and can be managed without any rush.

If he does any more, will he be able to do anything else?

He and Wang Susu had no intention of always causing their father-in-law worry and hardship.

Moreover, he focuses more on improving local specialties such as yellow cattle and native Chinese bees; he has no real interest in wild animals now.

Chen Yongsheng laughed and said, "Haha, you were so boastful when you were talking about how much money you made, why are you being so modest now?"

"You can tame wild horses and stubborn oxen, and you can train the livestock at home. I don't believe you can't handle wild animals..."

"You have no idea how far your reputation as a veterinarian has spread. If you don't believe me, ask your Uncle Laiyun or Dazhi."

Chen Dazhi and Wang Laiyun were taken aback, then their expressions turned strange, and they almost burst out laughing.

The others also looked like they were trying not to laugh.

Chen Ling frowned immediately: "What the hell? Why do I feel like what you're saying doesn't sound like good news?"

"Ahem, it's not that it's not a good thing, it's just that outsiders think you're amazing and very capable..."

That’s half the story.

A woman on a bicycle wobbled to a stop on the dirt road outside the orchard and called out, "Husband, Lixian's son-in-law has gone over. Hurry home and get ready; we'll be loading the fish when it gets a little cooler."

"Oh dear, it's our turn to sell fish now, let's go!" The crowd dispersed with a thud, even taking the little children with them.

Chen Ling was left sitting there, completely bewildered.

But he felt that these bastards were definitely hiding something from him.

So he took Rui Rui along for a walk around the village.

After asking a few people, I found out that someone from another village had given him a nickname.

It was originally said that he was skilled at treating livestock and poultry.

However, he is quite famous for his love of dogs and his skill in raising them.

In addition, news recently broke that children's urine was used to treat dogs.

Moreover, the big black-backed dog that Wang Lixian recently raised is actually quite intelligent, as if it knows that Chen Ling saved it.

Every time he saw Chen Ling, he was even more affectionate than when he saw Wang Lixian's family, showing a strong sense of gratitude.

So when this news got out, it surprised everyone.

Those who love to gossip and have a fondness for idle chatter gave Chen Ling a nickname.

Of course, it didn't have any nicknames at the beginning.

He simply said in an admiring tone, "This kid is even more of a dog king than the dog king."

However, good words don't always go unspoken; after repeated use, it really did become known as "Dog King."

"Dog King?"

Chen Ling's face darkened. Damn it, the more he listened to the nickname, the more it sounded like an insult.

No wonder no one dares to say it to his face.

When he called himself the King of Hunters, he never imagined this day would come.

Under the shade of a large willow tree on the reservoir dam, the father-in-law waved his hand and laughed heartily, "Hey, those people are just bored out of their minds. Why bother with them? But the rhymes they made up for you weren't actually meant to insult you."

The rhyme goes like this: [Chen Fugui is strong, he can fight leopards and train horses, he's the king of dogs, and he's the boss in the Qinling Mountains.]

This was not meant to be an insult.

And it also spread Chen Ling's reputation for being good at training dogs even further.

Many dog ​​lovers were eager to try it.

Some who had already paid a deposit and wanted a second-generation "little wolf dog" are now even more excited.

This was something Chen Ling hadn't expected.

Because he quickly let it go and stopped thinking about it.

In the past two years, he has made more money, and everyone knows that there is such a person as him in Chenwangzhuang. Some villagers have praised him as legendary, so there are many nicknames for him in the surrounding villages.

There's the Golden Kidney, Yang Gangdan followed by Chen Gangdan, and even the mighty and domineering Chen Qinbao.

However, they would only call out for a while and then disappear from sight.

They can come up with a whole set of rhymes.

Chen Ling never cared.

The more you take it seriously, the louder the nickname becomes, and sometimes it might stick with you for life.

Why bother with it?

Just ignore it.

"I'm going to pick up Zhenzhen. You take Ruirui for a couple of walks and then come back. It's hot, so make sure he drinks plenty of water."

After saying that, Wang Cunye got on his bike and rode away.

"understood."

Chen Ling responded and then turned around and, together with Wang Jusheng who was walking over with a fishing rod, led the two little children to find a cool place to fish.

……

evening.

In the backyard of the farm, outside the kitchen, the fire was reignited in the hearth.

Next to him, Chen Ling was grilling meat, including a large quantity of fish, shrimp, mountain donkey meat, and cured meat, along with seasonings such as oil, salt, and cumin.

Zi La La——

The hot, golden oil dripping from the skewers of grilled meat sizzled and dripped into the campfire, releasing an even more enticing aroma that made one's mouth water.

"Brother-in-law, is the barbecue ready? I want to eat it."

Rui Rui, also munching on his hand, nodded emphatically: "I want to eat~"

The little guy followed Wang Zhenzhen as she carried firewood over, and drooled as he looked at the golden, oily skewers.

A pack of dogs surrounded them, their eyes fixed, tongues lolling out, panting, and tails wagging wildly.

"Don't rush, right away."

Chen Ling smiled and said to the two children, "Go to the kitchen and see if the steamed buns are ready. Call your parents and your sister over to eat. Also, wash your hands."

"understood."

The two children, one big and one small, ran to the kitchen in the backyard and shouted, "Mom, sister, brother-in-law said the roast meat will be ready soon, and you should go and eat it quickly!"

In the kitchen, a large pot of wild vegetable and tofu soup was bubbling and bubbling in the stove, emitting a fragrant aroma. The steamer next to it had just been opened, and steaming hot, soft, white buns were freshly cooked. Wang Susu and her daughter were picking them out of the steamer basket.

"coming."

When Gao Xiulan and her daughter brought over the steamed buns, Wang Cunye also brought over a jar of chilled fruit wine. With Wang Zhenzhen and Rui Rui, who had washed their hands, the whole family sat down together.

"Ah Ling, there's still tofu soup in the pot..."

"It's alright, let's keep the soup warm for now. Let's eat the roast meat first, then we'll have the soup."

Chen Ling placed a large handful of roasted meat into a plate, and the rich aromas of various foods mingled together, turning into wisps of white smoke rising into the air.

And so dinner began.

"Wow, brother-in-law, this roasted mountain donkey meat is really delicious."

"Good Seven~"

Rui Rui also spoke in a childish voice, repeating phrases like a parrot.

They quickly finished eating, their mouths greasy with oil.

The dogs and kittens nearby were so anxious that they kept whimpering and barking softly, their drool dripping onto the bluestone slabs.

However, the usually generous owner was unusually stingy today. Rui Rui only gave a little to Heiwa, Xiaojin, and the kitten, and didn't give any to the other dogs. He just circled around the table.

Eat a little here from Dad, eat a little here from Mom, eat a little from Grandpa and Grandma, and then eat a little more from Auntie's...

Eating a meal is like having fun.

With its short legs, it kept busy.

After meal.

Gao Xiulan and Wang Susu chatted quietly while doing needlework.

Chen Ling and his son-in-law, along with their two little ones, Wang Zhenzhen and Rui Rui, went outside with their pack of dogs to play in the night breeze.

As night deepened, Wang Cunye led the mother and daughter, along with their white calf, back to the village.

Chen Ling and his family of three also went upstairs to sleep.

However, as always, Chen Ling likes to read a book before going to bed.

After putting their son to sleep with Wang Susu, Chen Ling leaned against the headboard, holding a thick classical Chinese novel, and the young couple read it together.

Wang Susu was pregnant and couldn't stay awake for long, so she yawned and fell asleep in Chen Ling's arms.

The night was quiet, and a crescent moon hung high in front of the window. The moonlight was as beautiful as a flower, pouring down and flowing over the bedside. Gradually, Chen Ling also became sleepy. He gently let his wife lie down beside him, and they closed their eyes and fell asleep together.

But no one expected that in the latter half of the night, the deep mountains, which had been quiet for three to five days, would once again echo with the roars of beasts.

However, this time the victims are not wild animals like mountain donkeys, but people.

(End of this chapter)