My 1995 Small Farm.

Chen Ling, of course, saw the two groups of people shouting, but he didn't take them seriously.

Chenwangzhuang is now very famous, so the number of people who have come is already quite small.

To be honest, the commotion in their village is just that—exciting, but only for a short time.

If it were really like Wangbacheng, with its daily market and constant flow of people and vehicles, people like him would get annoyed to death after a while.

As he was about to drive the tractor up the mountain road, several elderly men and women waved their arms to stop him: "Young man, young man, we have a question for you. Are you Chen Fugui from Chenwangzhuang?"

The elderly people in Taiwan still speak very authentic Mandarin.

There was no Taiwanese accent like the one that followed.

The elderly men and women were very excited. They blocked the tractor, their eyes darting back and forth between the tiger and Chen Ling, unsure of who to look at.

"It's me. Did your car break down?"

Chen Ling asked in surprise, "I've never encountered anyone blocking my way like this before."

No, there are.

The crew of Journey to the West even chased after him in their car.

"No, no, the car isn't broken. We were just giving way to a big truck when we saw you coming," a thin old man said.

Judging from his appearance, Chen Ling thought he was probably a little thinner and smaller than Professor Zhong.

Moreover, the combination of this group of people is also very strange.

There were elderly men and women.

There are also middle-aged men and women with outstanding temperament.

Saying they're middle-aged doesn't quite seem accurate; they look like handsome men and beautiful women in their twenties or thirties, but judging from their demeanor and behavior... all I can say is that they're strangely mature.

Chen Ling only experienced this feeling in his later life.

With improved living standards and better skincare, people can't tell my age.

"Mr. Chen, we've finally met. These are our compatriots and friends from Taiwan and Hong Kong."

The people who had accompanied the group to the provincial capital were already too tired to talk, but when they saw Chen Ling and Tiger, their eyes lit up, and they rushed over with great enthusiasm and excitement.

He began by introducing himself and his friends.

"Huh? Where did you come from?"

"Taiwan Island and Hong Kong Island! Doesn't Mr. Chen have friends in Taiwan Island?"

"This……"

Chen Ling was genuinely surprised. He hadn't expected that friends from both sides of the Taiwan Strait would make a special trip to his hometown in this remote mountain village.

But thinking about it, it's not unusual for people from Taiwan to come to the mainland.

The policy was relaxed in 1987, and further strengthened in 1992, after which exchanges became more and more frequent.

It's been ten years since it was opened up.

It's just that they don't usually see it in their small town.

"Mr. Chen, can you receive guests?" The accompanying staff were also exhausted and wanted to find a place to rest and have a hot meal.

"Well... hosting guests is not an option for now. The house is a mess, so I don't plan to host any guests this year."

Chen Ling repeated his previous statement: "However, I'm about to throw a banquet for my two little ones at home, and everyone is welcome to attend."

These people were initially a little disappointed, but quickly regained their expectations.

They had heard about the delicious food at the farm in the provincial capital's restaurants.

In addition, the two Japanese have also confirmed this.

Now that I hear they're having a 100-day celebration for a baby, I'm sure the feast will be spectacular. I'm already looking forward to it.

The Taiwanese group pushed too far forward, and the Hong Kong friends also wanted to get to know Chen Ling, but their Mandarin was really not very good.

Chen Ling didn't recognize which celebrities these men and women with such good looks were.

I didn't think about it that way. Since we don't speak the same language, communication is difficult, so it's hard to have much interaction.

However, they were lucky to come to the village today.

It had just rained.

Today, almost every household in the village is resting, even Wang Jusheng's family is resting.

A batch of pickled vegetables and chili sauce was just delivered today.

Wang Jusheng had just brought back the new pickle jars, and the couple planned to rest for a few days before starting.

They're preparing food at home.

Actually, it's not just their family.

Many families are taking advantage of the rain to stay home and stew meat today.

I've made quite a bit of money this year.

It's really time to take a break and treat yourself.

There were stewed chicken, stewed rabbit, stewed pigeon, roasted bamboo rats, field mice... and all kinds of wild game and poultry. Familiar friends gathered together, ready to take advantage of the cold weather and have a meal and drinks tonight.

These people are really lucky to have come to the village today.

They won't be short of food no matter where they go.

They drove to the village following Chen Ling's tractor. They were first attracted by the pack of dogs that came towards the tractor, and then amazed by the playful and harmonious coexistence of the tiger and the dogs. After Wang Laishun arrived, he took them to find the family that would be hosting them that evening.

Their mouths were whetted by the wide variety of food available at each restaurant.

Chen Ling didn't join in the fun. He originally planned to go home and give the things he bought to Susu and the children first, so he went to the greenhouse on the east side to unload the goods.

Unexpectedly, when I got home, Han Chuang and his family of three were there.

The courtyard was also very lively.

Du Juan, Chen Xiao'er's wife, Wu Fei's wife, and a group of other women were also there, making dumplings around the table. Jiang Xiaoqing was holding her son, and she and Bai Huining were watching over Rui Rui as he played.

In front of Rui Rui was a large fish tank brought by Han Chuang.

The glass used in this fish tank is colored, and it is a sturdy cylindrical shape with a moderate height. According to Han Chuang, it was a sample he brought with him.

Otherwise, it would be too big, and his motorcycle would be too inconvenient to carry.

Rui Rui thinks the shape of this fish tank is very interesting.

First, he tried to climb in himself, but when he found that the fish tank couldn't hold him, he caught the pigeons and quails at home and threw them in to play.

The pigeons are fine.

Quails are timid.

Especially the baby quails.

Several of them were scared to death when they were placed in a transparent tank and surrounded by people.

In the end, I had no choice but to put the fish in the container.

Then the brat discovered that fish were indeed more fun.

He took the net and put the small fish into the tank one by one.

No one was allowed to do anything during the entire process.

The baby in Jiang Xiaoqing's arms looked on with envy, whimpering and wanting to come closer to play.

"Lingzi, isn't this fish tank beautiful? Look how much Rui Rui likes it. I'll drive my tractor over another day and get you a big one."

Han Chuang chuckled.

This big, dark-skinned guy has seemed much more composed in the last six months, but when he smiles, he still looks quite憨 (simple and honest).

Chen Ling laughed and said, "Don't even mention Rui Rui, I like it too. It's just that you can't have too many fish tanks. If you have too many, they're hard to place and they look messy, which isn't good-looking."

Professor Feng Yi's family is in this situation.

They kept buying fish and fish tanks.

In the end, the fish tank was given away, and only the two tanks that I liked were kept. In addition, a fish pond was built in the yard.

Beautiful fish species are cultivated in the fishpond, then scooped out and put into a tank for viewing.

Therefore, to avoid this situation, Chen Ling does not plan to bring too much home.

"Why are you two chatting? Put me down quickly."

Just as Chen Ling was looking at the fish tank, Yu Qi'an's shouts came from the wooden building behind him.

Chen Ling was immediately puzzled. He craned his neck to look and exclaimed in surprise, "Holy crap, Lao Yu, what kind of performance art are you doing?"

Yu Qi'an was seen on the third-floor corridor of the wooden building, tied to a pillar with ropes, looking utterly hopeless.

Ask your son!

Yu Qi'an was furious, twisting his body and stomping his feet: "Come here and untie me! I'm going to die!"

Bai Huining rolled her eyes and said, "Brother Ling, don't pay any attention to him, let him die... He's always so unreliable and irresponsible. All he does when he comes here is tease Rui Rui. Rui Rui invited him into the house for dinner yesterday, but he still doesn't appreciate it. He comes here today and teases her. He deserves it and needs to be taught a lesson."

The others chuckled to themselves.

Han Chuang grinned and chuckled.

Chen Ling was stunned: "Did Rui Rui tie him up there? No way?"

Bai Huining snorted, "Pretty much, anyway, we didn't help! We didn't even help find the rope!"

Han Chuang quickly said, "I didn't help at all! Not even a little bit!"

"Huh? It really was Old Yu who tied him up himself?" Chen Ling exclaimed in surprise.

"How could I not believe it?!"

He didn't believe it, and Afu and Ashou beside him also shook their heads and looked at Rui Rui, their faces full of confusion.

Seeing Chen Ling's reaction, Rui Rui seemed quite pleased with himself. He tilted his head back and shouted loudly, "Daddy, Daddy, Jin Jin, it's Jin Jin!"

Chen Ling was stunned again: "What? Xiao Jin did it?"

Has Xiao Jin become this smart? But thinking about it, it makes some sense.

Don't let Xiao Jin's quiet demeanor fool you; he learns things incredibly fast.

To be honest, Chen Ling had no idea where the dog had learned that from.

He was quite startled when he first summoned the pack of dogs.

In short, the things that Little Jin does are always outstanding and exaggerated.

Wang Susu laughed too: "Isn't it Xiao Jin who did it? It's the one who found the rope. It and Heiwa always spoil Rui Rui. When Heiwa blocked Lao Yu upstairs and wouldn't let him come down, it came down to find the rope. And look, it's still upstairs guarding him right now."

Because the two bamboo buildings in front blocked his view, Chen Ling took a few steps back and stood on tiptoe to look. Sure enough, he saw Heiwa wagging his tail and grinning at him, while Xiao Jin was also wagging his tail with his front paws on the railing.

"Oh my god, that explains why I didn't see them when I came back."

Chen Ling laughed. He even pictured Heiwa subduing Yu Qi'an and Xiao Jin carrying a rope in his mouth, spinning around and tying Yu Qi'an to a pillar.

Damn, these two dogs of ours are really something else.

What kind of performance will be staged?

It's all a piece of cake.

Maybe we can support our families with them in the future.

"Stop talking, and forget about who did it, just worry about whether I live or die, okay?"

Yu Qi'an twisted his body and gradually became agitated, cold sweat appearing on his forehead.

Chen Ling originally wanted to tease him a bit more, but when he suddenly saw that the old man was in a bad state, he thought that he might wet his pants. He wondered how long he had been tied up, so he quickly walked over there.

Otherwise, if he were to wet his pants in front of so many women, he'd probably rush back to Beiji that very night and never come back. (End of Chapter)