Captain Li and the car boss took the first step, returned to the backing mountain, and gathered the farmers who bought the seedlings to dig a pit and prepare to plant fruit trees.

"This sapling hasn't seen yet, so you told us to dig a hole, isn't it early?" Bigfoot was a little puzzled.

"The fat man of the sapling is in charge of transporting it back, so hurry up and find someone to help. Captain Li just conveyed the fat man's meaning, and as for what the method was, he couldn't tell.

Because it is the slack season, there is no shortage of labor, and the tree pit is dug in one day, and the size and depth, row spacing, and plant spacing are all done in accordance with the requirements of Tian Miaowang, meticulously.

A sapling is three cents and five cents, and in the hearts of the villagers, it is already a precious thing.

At this time, the fat man had also wandered outside the village to see that there was no one left and right, and poured out all the saplings in the box. To say that the space in here is really good, the roots are still wet.

Dangling to the village and shouting, the people who bought the saplings gathered outside the village, and when they saw the small saplings brushed on the ground, the car boss smiled all over his face: "Fatty, what are you doing, you see this wet, it's like a new dug up." ”

"It took a lot of effort, sprinkling water along the way. The fat man wiped a handful of sweat beads from his head, but in fact, the main reason was that it was too hot.

"Why didn't you see the shadow of the car?" the car boss was still a little puzzled.

The fat man waved his hand: "Don't look at it, let's pull the saplings back." This is the most appealing, every family has ox carts and carriages, girl, boy, you have three trees, I have five, and the saplings are empty in a blink of an eye.

Touching the wooden box, the fat man decided to plant his own family two days later, and now there are not enough people, anyway, the saplings are fine in the wooden box.

So he went to the deer farm first, and when he saw those sika deer listlessly gnawing on hay, the fat man knew that he had something to do again: he had to prepare feed for them for the winter.

Moreover, it is necessary to domesticate the deer herd as soon as possible, so that they can graze in the spring of the next year. After all, sika deer are not cattle and horses, they are born to run, if they are always circled like this, it is estimated that it is easy to hold back the problem.

Winter is coming, and we have to build a few sheds, at least to be able to shelter from the wind and snow.

In addition, the chicken farm has to be built here, thousands of chickens, and if you can't put it at home, you have to build a chicken coop.

After smoking a cigarette, the fat man found a lot of things for himself, but these jobs are not burdens, the fat man is very willing to do these things, leisure mainly comes from inner peace, and the work should be done, otherwise it is mixed eating and waiting for death, what is the meaning.

When he got home, the fat man saw two green-skinned radishes in the basket on the ground, each of which was nearly two feet, and when it grew into the ground, it was more than half a foot exposed, so it was commonly known as "tripping the donkey", which means that the donkey will be tripped when it enters the ground, which is enough to explain the length of the radish.

Cut a piece of meat from the space, peel off the radish, cut the radish into cubes, put it in a pot and stew with the meat, which is delicious and nourishing.

The rest of the radish skin can't be thrown away, and the dipping sauce is left after washing, as the old saying goes, the radish skin is wine, crunchy.

Beat a few more eggs, stir well, put some soybean oil, chili, and soybean sauce, put it in a pot and steam, similar to a chicken cake, dip some Chinese cabbage and radish skin or something, the most rice.

After a while, there was a wild boar cub humming in the yard, just like seeing a relative, while screaming and running, more than two months, the wild boar cubs also grew to forty or fifty pounds, one by one fat melon round, arching in the yard all day long, it is estimated that in the spring of the next year, the fat man does not have to turn over the garden.

Subsequently, lying on the kang to tease the cat's hairy hairy got up, swished twice and jumped out of the window, this guy is usually unusual.

As soon as he heard this movement, it meant that Qiqi was back, otherwise Maomao and the wild boar cubs would not be so excited. Sure enough, there was a crisp shout from the yard: "It's so fragrant, Uncle Blame is back?"

It seems that the two of them are worthy of being accomplices, they both understand each other's characteristics, and they have a good understanding.

The big braid pushed open the door of the house: "I see that many families have planted fruit trees, and I guess that Brother Huang is back, what about our fruit trees?"

The fat man touched the back of his head: "Hehe, our family will be shipped back in two days." ”

The big pigtail face was immediately covered with a layer of redness, because they lived together, and unconsciously they were the same as Qiqi, always calling our family, and the result was that the fat man picked up the cheap.

In embarrassment, he hurriedly entered the house to eat, and Qiqi was happy as soon as he came to the table: "Uncle Fat will have meat to eat when he comes back." After speaking, he sandwiched a piece and ate it with a small mouth: "It's so fragrant." ”

As soon as this girl has something delicious, she elevates the status of the fat man from "strange uncle" to "fat uncle".

The big braid gave her another piece and put it in the bowl: "Brother Huang, did you buy this meat in the county?"

The fat man was tilting his neck and pouring a glass of wine into his mouth, so he could only nod.

"It's like last bear. "Big pigtails aren't as easy to fool as Kiki.

The fat man almost choked on a sip of wine: "Hehe, this pork is a little fatter, I will definitely buy it next time." ”

After eating, the fat man sat on the kang and drank a pot of tea and chatted with the big pigtails. It wasn't until someone took out a stack of homework books and began to correct them that he hurried to the deer farm.

It was not until the third day that the fat man found someone to help him plant a thousand fruit trees on the hillside. It took another day to water the trees, and basically left it alone.

The fat man felt that this livelihood was more suitable for him, and he didn't have to worry about it, unlike the deer herd, who had to be served by people every day.

Lying on the hot kang head, while he was awake in the two minutes before going to bed, the fat man quickly thought about the feed problem of the deer herd in winter, and finally had some eyebrows.

The next day, the fat man sent a notice through the loudspeaker in the village: the deer farm collects bean skin and bud rice poles. The bean skin is the crushed product of the soybean pod, which can be fed to the big animals such as cattle and horses, and the bud rice pole is a fire product.

After paying a symbolic fee, the feed of the deer farm does not have to worry, and the villagers are very enthusiastic about the affairs of the fat man's family, although this guy has not been here for a long time, but the popularity is good. The peasants are the most simple class in the world, and the fat man divides the meat twice, and they remember it.

By November, the deer shed was built, almost the same as the cowshed, but it was a little higher so that the antlers would not push the lid out.

The chicken coop was also completed, and it was a few rows of small houses, which could shelter from the wind and snow, so as not to cause disaster to the weasel and the beavers.

The weather is getting colder, the fat man is starting to be idle again, the sauerkraut at home is also pickled, a large vat is sharpened, potatoes, green onions, radishes and cabbage are also in the cellar, and there is no need to worry about the dishes in winter.

The most important thing is that the fat man also planted some greens in the wooden box, coriander, lettuce, cabbage, and even two ridges of cucumbers, a few ridges of persimmons, and a few racks of beans.

After this period of observation, the fat man still touched the doorway, and the contents of the box grew faster than the outside. The ginseng was the thickness of a finger, and the small fish in the pond were also jumping up.

The fat man doesn't know whether it's good or bad, but the biggest advantage of the fat man is that he is good at solving problems: no matter it.

With nothing to do, the fat man began to grind with Wang Sanpao: "Third uncle, when will you go up the mountain to hunt?"

"I have to fall in the snow, and I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. "Wang Sanpao has already cleaned up the house, and the sleeves, clips, and shotguns are all polished.

"And me, third grandfather, you promised, you can't talk and don't count, hum-" Xiao Qiqi naturally wanted to join in the fun, and he was justifiable.

Wang Sanpao also made a bitter gourd face: "I thought that you had forgotten about it a long time ago, taking the little baby up the mountain, the older I get, the more I have no serious business, no-"

The fat man hurriedly pulled Wang Sanpao aside: "This little guy can't be provoked, you have to cut deer antler velvet next year......"

Wang Sanpao slapped his thigh: "Of course the third master's words count, and he will definitely lead Qiqi when the time comes!"

So, little Lori looked forward to the snow every day.