Early in the morning, Gao Mingcheng took Fan Licheng, said goodbye to Fan Chengyao, and returned to Jiangxi with a cart of goods.

The journey was quite smooth, Gao Mingcheng was also an old driver, and he had the ability to settle some troubles, and when he arrived in the county, it was noon the next day.

When passing through the county last year, Fan Licheng followed Gao Mingcheng to Gaojia Village.

This time, Fan Licheng offered to go to Gaojia Village for one night.

Gao Mingcheng naturally agreed, he put his clothes and things he bought here with Xiao Jinfeng, and asked Gao Mingwan, who was resting, to send him back to the clothing store, and by the way, he told many beauties that he was going back to Gaojia Village.

Immediately afterwards, he drove Xiao Jinfeng's second-hand jeep and took Fan Licheng back to the village.

Fan Licheng likes this small mountain village a lot, because people are always interested in things they don't have.

Just like people from small mountain villages who go to the metropolis, they will be shocked by the prosperity of the metropolis and yearn for the metropolis from the bottom of their hearts.

This time, when I returned to Niuweiling, there were actually three dogs who came out to greet Gao Mingcheng.

The black tiger and the elf rushed to the front, and a big yellow dog stood a few meters away from him, not far away, but kept staring at him.

Gao Mingcheng only glanced at the big yellow dog a few times, and then looked away, he thought it was someone else's dog in the village, just running here to play.

After interacting with the two dogs, Gao Mingcheng reintroduced Fan Licheng to the Black Tiger and the Elf. The two dogs have a strong sense of territory and are very wary of people they don't know.

Fan Licheng looked at the two sturdy wolf dogs in front of him with shiny eyes, and stretched out his hand towards them, the two dogs sniffed his taste, and smelled a faint familiar taste.

The black tiger's eyes were wary, and he lay leisurely in the shade of the tree, his tail occasionally moving.

Gao Mingcheng led Fan Licheng into the house and said, "It's too hot now, let's go back to the house to rest first, and I'll take you to the vegetable field to pick vegetables, and you can pick whatever you want!" ”

"Okay." Fan Licheng responded obediently, and his eyes kept looking at this small farmhouse courtyard.

To be honest, Gao Mingcheng's courtyard is not very good, after all, when the house was built, Gao Mingcheng did not have much money in his hand, and it was not good to use it all to build a house, so the room area is small and the decoration is very ordinary, but the courtyard is big enough.

It's just that because Gao Mingcheng has lived in the county for a long time, this small courtyard is not well maintained, and weeds have grown in the cement cracks in the yard.

Especially in the well, cement is used on the outside of the wellhead, but the inside is pure soil, and there are no bricks and cement, so there are many ferns growing at the wellhead.

This fern also has medicinal properties and is harmless to the body.

Because the soil that would be brought out of the wellhead fell into the well, and new ones would grow again, Gao Mingcheng simply didn't pull it out, anyway, he didn't delay carrying water.

After resting indoors for a while, Gao Mingcheng led Fan Licheng to Xiaofushan.

Last year's Kofuyama didn't have much fruit, and this year's Kotoyama is considered fruitful, but unfortunately it hasn't reached the time of ripening.

The area where the citrus is planted is covered with green fruits, but it is still a month away from ripening.

The persimmon tree also bears fruit this year, the shape of the tree does not look big, but the fruit is still relatively dense, a small tree has grown more than ten fruits, each fruit is the size of a child's fist.

Gao Mingcheng doesn't like to eat persimmons, so he only planted one persimmon tree.

This thing is not good for the body to eat too much, if the method of covering the ripe is not good, it is also very astringent, although it is delicious to make persimmons, but in rainy weather, then a batch of persimmons all have to grow mold, and everything is dry in vain.

At the top of Kotoyama, there are some camellia trees.

At this time, there are also camellia seeds hanging on the tree, and after the frost falls, you can pick the camellia seeds to dry and extract oil.

Fan Licheng walked in the fruit grove of Xiaofu Mountain, although these fruits were not ready to be picked, his face was still full of joy.

In the bones of the Chinese people, they are full of expectations and love for the harvest.

Fan Licheng picked a small handful of twists casually, and the twists could be eaten at this time.

Coming down from Xiaofushan, Fan Licheng went to see the chicken coop again, there were not many chickens left in the chicken coop, most of the chickens stayed under the fruit trees in twos and threes, some were pecking at insects, and some were standing on the branches.

"Let's try picking up eggs." Gao Mingcheng handed Fan Licheng a small bamboo basket and led him to pick up eggs.

Chickens are poultry, even if they are free-range all over the mountains, their activity position is limited, with the chicken coop as the center, more than 100 meters nearby, only a few roosters will go farther.

These roosters have not been castrated, so the territory consciousness is heavy, and often fight, originally the rooster's body is covered with shiny flower feathers, as if wearing a brocade coat, but after the fight, the feathers are messy, and there are signs of falling bald.

Sure enough, for farmers, only castrated roosters are good roosters!

The two of them are now picking up eggs in the chicken coop of the chicken coop, and here they have made a row of a dozen chicken coops, each of which has eggs, some only one or two, and some four or five.

Gao Mingcheng told Fan Licheng not to pick up all the eggs, otherwise the chickens would run outside to lay eggs.

Fan Licheng said with some puzzlement: "But the eggs in my chicken coop are all to be picked up." ”

Gao Mingcheng recalled the situation at Fan Licheng's grandparents' house and said: "Your chickens are in captivity, and the range of activities of chickens is limited, even if you pick up all the eggs, the chickens can only lay eggs in the chicken nest." But I'm different, I'm free-range, and I have more options for chickens. ”

Fan Licheng heard it and suddenly realized.

Picking up eggs is also a very interesting thing, this mood is similar to the mood of a harvest, when picking up a basket of eggs, there is a little pride and sense of accomplishment in the heart.

After picking up the eggs in the chicken coop, it's time to go to the mountains to pick them up.

Since many of the fruit trees in Kofuyama are not very large, and the bushes have been cleared, it is not very difficult to pick up eggs.

Gao Mingcheng instructed Fan Licheng to look for eggs in the grass pile under the shade of some trees.

In addition to these haystacks, there are also individual chickens that are particularly clever and find a few suitable soil holes to lay eggs in.

However, after Gao Mingcheng discovered this, he simply dug some soil holes artificially in a suitable location, so that it was convenient for chickens to lay eggs and for people to pick up eggs.

It took half an hour of busy work for the two of them to pick up all the eggs.

"Uncle Gao, how much can you sell for so many eggs?" Fan Licheng looked at the two baskets full of eggs and asked excitedly.

Gao Mingcheng smiled: "Haven't you ever bought eggs?" According to the catty, a piece of five pounds, a large egg costs about two cents, and the smaller one is cheaper. Have you ever counted how many eggs you just picked up? ”

Fan Licheng thought back to the number he had picked up, and although he didn't count it carefully, he also had a general impression in his heart.

He calculated in his heart, and a disappointed expression appeared on his face: "Ah, that's not much money in total!" ”

Gao Mingcheng smiled and said, "Why don't you eat minced meat!" Two cents a piece, for you, the price is cheap, but for many people, it is not cheap. In the past two years, prices have risen a bit, and before, it was only a few cents a piece! This is also an important source of income for many villagers' household expenses in the first half of the year. ”

"Have you heard of the chicken ass bank? If there were no eggs for money, many people in the village would not be able to afford to buy salt to eat! ”

Fan Licheng was young and did not experience those hard years, and when he had a memory, his family was already very rich.

His grandparents re-fired the kiln to sell porcelain, his father went to Yangcheng to do business, and his mother went to Xiangjiang to develop.

Therefore, his perception of money must be different from that of ordinary people.

I really can't bear it, so I only wrote this little.

I went to practice today, the driving school is far away, thinking that it is not easy to go once, so I practiced more, the first time I touched the car, practiced the S route and the warehouse, and found a little feel, that is, the car of the county driving school is really garbage, the same as the scrapped car, shaking non-stop, the sun is scorching, after I came back, the whole person collapsed.

Until now, the sudden pain in my brain has always made me feel the urge to vomit when I smell gasoline.

Tell me a friend who has practiced driving, is this a weak body, or is it a relatively normal reaction?

I'm going to sleep, and I'm going to work tomorrow! I don't plan to practice driving recently, and I feel that my body can't bear it.

(End of chapter)