My 1995 Small Farm.

"what?"

Chen Ling's eyes lit up after hearing Zhao Yubao's words.

"This sounds like it might actually be quite interesting."

Regardless of whether it's the Qinling Hunter King's notes or not, that's all secondary.

The key is to turn Heiwa and Xiaojin into animated characters and make an animated film.

Add some elements from the mountains.

All sorts of creatures, from jackals and tigers to wild boars, badgers, and foxes, have been adapted into animated cartoon characters.

When the children in the family grow up, they will watch cartoons on TV.

Good heavens, this is my home!

Thinking about it, Chen Ling suddenly felt a little excited.

Seeing his expression, Zhao Yubao knew he was interested and proudly pushed up his glasses: "What do you mean 'a little interesting'? This is very interesting, okay? Don't be ignorant."

Listen to this...

Once upon a time, in a place called Wuyun Mountain, there lived a small farm. A happy family lived there. The owner of the farm was a hunter, and he owned two very clever and skilled hunting dogs, one named Heiwa and the other Xiaojin…”

"Wow, not bad, not bad at all."

Chen Ling's eyes lit up as he listened, and then after thinking for a moment, he added, "But our family shouldn't use our real names. Let's use names like Tom and Jerry, names that don't show our faces much."

"I don't care about that. I'm just reading you what's written in this letter. As for the specifics of how this animation will be made, we'll have to see what my student says when he gets here."

Zhao Yubao raised his eyebrows again, chuckled, patted his bottom and got up: "Alright, I've notified you. I'm going to continue looking for my cicada shells."

Seeing Rui Rui muttering to himself as he poked at the ant nest, he put on a kind smile and said, "Rui Rui, want to go find cicada shells with Grandpa Zhao?"

Rui Rui raised her little head to look at him, then pointed in the direction of the village: "Little Black Mound!"

Seeing this, Chen Ling laughed and said, "He wants a turtle all the time. I'll take him to Uncle Sangui's house and make him a toy out of wood or something."

Uncle Zhao, don't worry about us. You and Aunt Zhao can go do whatever you need to do.

The old man and his wife spend their days taking sacks and bamboo poles to poke cicada shells out of the trees. These past few days, the old couple have been doing the same thing, then they call on a bunch of kids, and they're having a great time.

“Oh, go tell San Gui to come along. It’s cool to herd sheep on the mountain, and we can find cicada shells too.”

Zhao Yubao insisted on dragging him along.

Chen Ling thought about it and agreed. Anyway, there was nothing else to do, and besides, cicada shells were quite expensive this year, so there were a lot of people going to the mountains to look for cicada shells these days.

With more people around, we're not afraid of jackals or leopards anymore.

"Okay, I'll go. You guys wait for me over here at the threshing ground."

After saying that, Chen Ling let the sheep graze on the slope, then took Rui Rui to Chen Sangui's house to ask him to make a toy turtle with small wheels.

Then he went back to the village courtyard to get a bag of urea and a bamboo pole, and drove the sheep down the slope to the threshing ground.

Good heavens! When we arrived at the threshing ground, we hadn't seen many people before, but now a huge group has arrived. Most of the young people have jobs to do, but the rest are old and young, along with a bunch of teenagers who aren't in school.

Upon seeing Chen Ling herding sheep over, they were immediately overjoyed.

Now, apart from the little kids, the group of teenagers in the village who admire Chen Ling the most are these young boys.

They used to drop out of school and had nothing to do, so they liked to mess around. Now they're all trying to learn from Chen Ling how to make money, and this way of making money has to be a bit fancy.

It's hard to say whether she became better or worse under Chen Ling's influence.

Anyway, once they find out about this way of making money from cicada shells, they'll definitely get involved.

"Am I becoming a mentor to delinquent teenagers...?"

Feeling the admiring gazes of these young men, Chen Ling was both amused and exasperated. He never imagined he would have this day.

Damn it, why do I still feel a little proud and honored?

But then again.

Little kids just love lively places.

Rui Rui, who had just been thinking about the little turtle, immediately joined the group when so many children were noisily searching for cicada shells. She even asked Chen Ling to call over Heiwa and Xiaojin.

Sometimes riding on Heiwa's back, sometimes on Xiaojin's back, running wildly all over the mountains and fields.

Chen Ling watched and smiled, thinking that if this scene could be turned into an animated film, it would actually be quite beautiful.

"Let's make a 'Black Baby Little Gold 3000 Questions' game someday. It can not only record the children's growth diary, but also educate them indirectly, allowing them to learn knowledge while playing..."

By early June in the lunar calendar, the wild cherries on the mountain had already ripened to a deep red.

The branches were covered in bright red cherries, and various birds pecked at the ripe cherries, scattering them all over the ground.

It is said that there weren't so many wild cherry trees in the mountains before. It was because birds pecked at the cherries that the cherry seeds were scattered everywhere, and the number of wild cherry trees on the mountains increased.

The local wild cherries ripen later the higher they grow in the mountains, but they taste better.

Although not as sweet as regular cherries, their sweet and sour flavor is more refreshing.

Chen Ling and his son picked cherries along the way, poking at the cicada shells on the trees with bamboo poles. Before long, Rui Rui's lips were red from eating, and the urea bag was more than half full of cicada shells.

A group of children were excitedly shouting and yelling.

"Wow, this tree is practically covered with cicada shells, I think there are ten thousand of them."

"Ten thousand is definitely not enough, I think twenty thousand is more appropriate."

"..."

Young children who have just started school don't have a clear concept of numbers, so they just use the largest number they know to describe "many".

They shouted and then poked the cicada shells downwards.

"Slow down, slow down, you'll break it if you use too much force."

"Exactly, it's worthless once it's damaged."

Cicada shells, even broken ones, can be sold and have medicinal value.

But ultimately, it's not as expensive as a complete set.

Little kids pay the most attention to these things.

He grabbed Old Zhong and kept yelling at him, complaining that he was too strong.

"Oops, my bad, my bad. I was listening to you guys talking and I accidentally used too much force."

Old Zhong quickly admitted his mistake.

These two old men have been hanging out with the village kids a lot lately, doing whatever the kids play, and they've really learned a lot from them.

Even their writings and paintings have begun to be filled with childlike fun. The two grandmothers are also looking increasingly healthier lately.

have to say.

There are so many cicada shells in the mountains.

Even though they searched with all their might, they only managed to fill their bags by around 11 o'clock.

It's a huge bag of urea, weighing at least two or three kilograms, and worth several tens of yuan.

We started our hike in the mountains a little after eight in the morning, and this is quite a lot of good stuff.

"We're almost at Yeren Gully, and quite close to Uncle Fugui's farm. Let's go, we can go around it from the North Mountain."

"Um, Grandpa Uncle, shall we come to your house to weigh cicada shells?"

"Weighing cicada shells? Okay, I'll weigh them for you."

"I knew Uncle Fugui was the best."

Hearing Chen Ling agree, even the young boy was overjoyed and beamed with happiness.

The group hurriedly made their way around North Mountain, but before they even got there, Chen Ling's pack of dogs came running over, barking as they greeted them.

Then, led by Xiao Jin, they were the first to drive the sheep down the mountain.

"Hey, what are Erhei and the others eating?"

"It's a lizard, isn't it? I heard that lizards are also used in medicine. Why don't we catch some lizards too?"

"Don't catch the lizard. It's a good thing; it eats insects."

After a lively journey, they arrived at the farm at the foot of the mountain. Chen Ling took out a steelyard scale and hung the cicada shells, which were filled with snakeskin bags, on the hook to weigh them.

"Sixth Sister, two jin and nine liang, less than three jin."

"Xizi, three jin and one liang, not bad, Xizi."

"..."

"Uncle Zhao and Aunt Zhao, it adds up to four and eight or nine ounces, less than five jin."

"Uncle Zhong and Aunt Zhong, it's four jin and one liang in total."

After weighing them, the piglet had the most. This kid was lucky today, and he was also quite cunning, deliberately looking for those that others weren't paying attention to.

While picking some wild cherries to eat, Chen Ling and his son also looked for cicada shells, and they found more than two pounds of them, which was not a small amount.

"Great! I have the most, I'm the best!"

The little pig jumped up and shouted with joy.

Everyone was in high spirits, except for Zhao Yubao, who said somewhat dejectedly, "I should have brought a bigger bag. These two bags, even when full, weigh less than five pounds."

But he quickly put on a smiling face: "Kids, give me back your cicada shells. It's market day in the county tomorrow, I'll go and sell them for you."

"Okay, we'll hand it over to Grandpa Zhao."

"Okay, it's weighed perfectly. I'll keep track of the numbers for you."

Zhao Yubao smiled broadly; he really enjoyed this feeling. He helped the children collect the dolls, sold them all together, and then divided the money among themselves.

Watching them surround me, holding their share of the money, jumping and playing, I felt incredibly satisfied.

Seeing this, Chen Ling said, "In that case, Uncle Zhao, you might as well sell the things we found for my son and me too."

"Haha, okay, let's go over there this afternoon."

……

Having learned from the morning's experience, everyone brought two bags when they went into the mountains in the afternoon, and Chen Ling also carried a large bamboo basket up the mountain to herd sheep.

However, he wasn't after the cicada shells; it was because Wang Susu really liked the wild cherries he brought home that morning, so he planned to pick some that afternoon, and they could also be soaked in alcohol to eat.

The sun went down.

Chen Ling then drove the sheep and led a small baby down the mountain.

The bamboo basket was full of wild cherries, bright red and very pleasing to the eye.

After getting home, I put it in the water tower to chill, and it was so refreshingly sweet and sour, absolutely delicious.

"Ha, isn't it delicious? Look how Lingzi came up with the idea to make it for you, it's so good."

Wang Susu didn't want to move because of the heat, so Gao Xiulan let her lie down by the grape trellis and fed her chilled wild cherries.

"Sigh, I don't know what's wrong. I didn't feel like this when I was pregnant with Rui Rui. It's so cool here, but I still feel hot and irritable."

Wang Susu wiped the sweat from her face and said dejectedly.

Chen Ling glanced at her and said, "You're not yourself right now. You're carrying another baby in your belly. It's hot, isn't it? Even if you cool off, you'll still feel uncomfortable if your belly is restless."

"Hmph, there's just no way around it. Why is it so hard to have another baby?"

Wang Susu lay on the recliner, humming, "By the way, how much can you sell those cicada shells for when you took Rui Rui? I heard that many medicinal herbs have gone up in price this year, and cicada shells have also increased in price quite a bit."

"Yeah, you're only finding out about the price increase now? It's over twenty yuan a pound now. Just the cicada shells that Rui Rui and I have can probably sell for eighty or ninety yuan."

"That's almost a hundred yuan, that's quite a lot."

"Yes, I forgot to ask you, are the cicada shells we found still for sale? I don't see many left in our medicine cabinet."

"No need, I'm due to give birth again in two months, I don't have time to worry about the pharmacy."

Wang Susu sighed, holding her increasingly large belly.

She felt that many things were different from when she was pregnant with her first child. Although she didn't have much pregnancy reaction, she felt uneasy lately and sometimes felt uncomfortable no matter what.

So Chen Ling and Gao Xiulan have been trying to appease her and avoid making her angry or upset lately.

"It's alright, can the second child be any less obedient than Rui Rui?"

Chen Ling held her hand and comforted her, "Tomorrow is market day in the county town. I'll take you to the market, and after that, we'll go to the forest farm in the east of the city to relax."

"We need to find Sister Qiumei and Sister Xiaoyun..."

"it is good."

"No, I heard the weather forecast say the weather will be bad tomorrow. How about we go to the market next time?"

"..."

Chen Ling was speechless, thinking that pregnancy really does affect a woman's personality. His wife was fine with her first pregnancy, but she couldn't escape it with the second.

Look at that adorable expression, she's almost a little confused.