My 1995 Small Farm.

Chapter 65 Eggshell
"No, no, Lingzi, how come you've become like this too?"

Han Chuang immediately cried out with a mournful face.

"One of you was Meng Ge, and the other was you. You used to practically live in the game room, how come you both suddenly stopped playing..."

“You’re alright, at least you’re willing to show your face. I haven’t seen Brother Meng since the New Year. I went to his house but no one was there. The door is always locked. The neighbors also said they haven’t seen him in a long time and don’t know what he’s doing.”

"If you don't show up in a while, I'll definitely have to make a trip to your house."

Meng Ge's full name is Shi Meng. He is seven or eight years older than Chen Ling and Han Chuang. He is from the county town and worked in the joint defense team for a few years. He also served as a secretary to the leaders of the power supply bureau for two years.

Later, whether he offended someone or did something wrong, he not only lost his job, but his parents were also affected.

He retired from the county high school at a young age.

Anyway, from then on, Shi Meng went from being a fine young man to a street thug, spending all his time in game arcades and billiard halls, hanging out with Chen Ling and Han Chuang, and never going home until dark.

However, according to Chen Ling's memory, he hadn't seen him since after the New Year.

Hearing Han Chuang bring this up, Chen Ling shook his head and said, "I'm different from Meng Ge. Meng Ge probably has family matters to attend to, but I'm just tired of playing around and don't want to play anymore."

As he spoke, he patted the oxcart and said, "Come on, get on, I'll take you to the Cultural Palace."

"No, no need. I came by motorcycle. If you're going to the south of the city, we can go together."

Han Chuang pointed to the noodle stall and saw a brand-new motorcycle parked against the wall.

With its orange-red body and yellow fenders, it's a small motorcycle with an extremely simple structure.

"Wow, a celebrity in their fifties..."

Chen Ling couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

The Star 50 motorcycle is a classic motorcycle manufactured by Shimen Hongxing Machinery Factory.

When this thing was first launched on the market in the 1980s, it sold for 1,200 yuan. In an era when the average salary was only a dozen yuan, it was a standard item for those with 10,000 yuan.

Even in 1995, very few families owned such a motorcycle.

"Hey buddy, didn't your dad complain that you're always hanging out in arcades and refuse to buy you anything?"

Han Chuang scratched his head and grinned: "Hehe, my family just found me a wife, and my dad bought me a car so I can use it to drive my wife around."

"Hey, you're talking about getting married? When are you getting married?"

Chen Ling laughed after hearing this.

"It will be settled at the end of the year."

When asked about this, Han Chuang's dark face turned purplish-red, a little embarrassed, but his smile became even brighter.

"You and Meng Ge definitely have to come then."

"I've wanted to tell you about this for a long time, but I haven't been able to get in touch with you all these days."

"Don't worry, I'll definitely go."

"How could Meng Ge and I miss such a big event as your wedding?"

At this point, Chen Ling couldn't help but look him up and down: "Chuangzi, you're about to get married, why are you still playing arcade games in the county? Isn't there anything you need to do at home?"

"Of course I am. I came here under the guise of picking up my wife. Otherwise, if my dad found out, I would get a beating."

Han Chuang chuckled, looking rather simple-minded.

"So, your wife is also in the county town?"

Chen Ling understood the meaning behind his words and asked.

"Yes, you probably know who it is, the chubby girl from Director Liu's family in our high school, but she's slimmed down and looks pretty now."

Han Chuang's face lit up with a smile when he talked about his future wife, his mouth stretching all the way to his ears. "She went to college after graduating from high school and is now a technician at the Agricultural Bureau."

"Wow, you managed to snag a college student as your wife without a second thought, you're something else..."

Chen Ling laughed and punched him.

He didn't really remember Director Liu's daughter. He did go to the same high school as Han Chuang, but that kid was too slow and repeated two grades. When he was in his senior year, that kid was only in his first year.

"Hehe, I'll go push the motorcycle over..."

Han Chuang scratched his big head and chuckled twice, then pushed the Red Star 50 to the front of him.

He waved to Chen Ling: "Come on, Lingzi, get on and ride around!"

"This thing is really fun to ride. It can circle the county town in twenty minutes. It's very fast. Come on, you can try it."

Chen Ling wanted to say no, but it was a new motorcycle, and the other party was willing to let him ride it, so it wouldn't be good to refuse.

I rode around the street for a short while.

"Wow, Lingzi, you're amazing! You rode a motorcycle so well on your first time, much better than I ever did..."

Seeing Chen Ling's practiced and confident demeanor, Han Chuang's mouth dropped open in surprise.

“I was riding my brother’s motorcycle the other day when it veered straight into a ditch and I almost knocked out my front teeth.”

Chen Ling laughed and said, "You little rascal, you know I'm a novice, yet you still dare to let me ride. Aren't you afraid I'll ruin your new motorcycle?"

"Hehe, I haven't seen you for two months, so I'm happy, aren't I? You wouldn't play arcade games with me, so I had to let you try out my new gadget..."

Han Chuang winked, then got on the motorcycle.

"The road is narrow here, so I'll go ahead and clear the way."

"it is good!"

So one man drove the oxcart and the other rode the motorcycle, heading south of the city.

Before long, we arrived at the Workers' Cultural Palace.

As the two were parting, Han Chuang called him back and said something.

“Lingzi, if you really can’t get into the sand quarry, why don’t you come work at my family’s cannery?”

"Although it's not as lucrative as sand mining, it's still better than farming at home, don't you think?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Ling smiled, first thanking the big, dark-skinned man, and then saying that he wouldn't go anywhere else and would just stay home and farm.

Chen Ling was also a little surprised to see Han Chuang walk into the Cultural Palace with a clearly disbelieving look on his face.

I used to be such a scoundrel, yet I still have a friend who isn't a bad influence.

It's not easy!

……

At 1:30 p.m., Chen Ling returned to the small courtyard he had recently rented in the south of the city.

First, he cleaned up the yard and house. Seeing that the yard was empty and there wasn't even a tree, he took a fig sapling from the cave and planted it next to the hand pump well.

Then he saw that the square pond on the east side of the yard was filled with soil. It used to be a vegetable gardening place for the landlord couple. He shook his head, picked up a stone hoe, and dug out all the soil that had been filled in.

The square pool was restored to its original state.

Later, lotus flowers were planted in the pond, and after filling it halfway with water, many fry of the cave fish were thrown in.

Chen Ling poured several buckets of water from the Dongtian Stream into the pool, and soon the surface of the pool was covered with lotus leaves, making the small courtyard full of life.

"Hey, this looks much better now. Otherwise, it was so lifeless and desolate, like a ghost house that hasn't been lived in for years."

Chen Ling clapped his hands, a satisfied look on his face.

Then, they took a stone hoe and went into the cave, intending to move the vegetables out and set up a vegetable stall at the entrance of the shop.

To his surprise, as soon as he stepped into the thatched hut, a sharp "crack" sounded under his foot, startling Chen Ling.

Looking down, I saw that half of the white eggshell had been crushed to pieces.

(End of this chapter)