MTL - Shanwa Small Rich Farmers-Chapter 708 poetry and distance

  Two **** backs were clinging to the fence, barking at the four of them incessantly. If the fence hadn't blocked them, these two things would probably have rushed up without hesitation.

   Just as the two black backs were shouting at the top of their voices, Wang Zhe's voice came from the roof: "Black tiger, black panther, stop shouting, the guests are here!"

As soon as Wang Zhe's voice sounded, the two black backs stopped immediately, and their front paws on the fence also retracted. They sat on the ground obediently and stared at the four of them quietly with four eyes. , It seems to be saying: Don't think about our family, we two are staring at you.

  Seeing Wen Xu and the others coming, Wang Zhe ran downstairs, came to the gate of the courtyard and opened the door, motioning for the four people who had dismounted to come in.

   "I didn't expect you to come here on horseback. Let's bring it in and tie it to the tree pole over there. I'll go to the backyard to get some grass. Fortunately, the grass cut from the front and back has not been thrown away, just to feed the horses!" Wang Zhe said.

  Wen Shigui waved his hand with a smile and said: "No, there is a warm horse here, so our horse doesn't need to be tied!"

   "Oh!" Wang Zhe looked at them with interest.

The four of Wen Xu took off the saddle pads and other things from the horse's back, the three of Wen Shigui still had the bridles on their mounts, and all the external things on Er Bai's body were taken off by Wen Xu, except for his penis. After putting the saddle and the mat directly on the fence, Erbai patted Erbai's buttocks, and Erbai went to eat grass by himself. As soon as Erbai moved, the remaining third-handed gelding followed Erbai Run together.

  Wang Zhe smiled and said, "Interesting!"

   "I think you're the only one who is interesting. Yesterday, you were still dressed as a scholar, why did you change into an old farmer's outfit in northern Shaanxi today?"

  Wen Xu didn't want to get entangled with Wang Zhe about horses. Erbai is the horse king in the village, so there's no need to think about it. It's not like other horses have this ability. Wang Zhe didn't understand that people in the village made things normal. If he asked Wen Xu deeply, he was afraid that he would have to lie again, so he simply changed the subject.

Wang Zhe's attire is outrageous, with a white towel on his head, which is not tied up, but on his head. His upper body is a waistcoat, which is different from the one in Wenxu's hometown. The waistcoat here is sewn on the front and back. At the same time, he is wearing a front and back piece connected by three muslin straps, that is to say, all the flesh on the side is exposed.

I'm wearing a pair of gray-blue pants. I don't know what kind of material they are. They look soft and have a strong sagging feeling. If they are serious pants, not to mention long pants, they are not cropped pants or cropped pants. Pants, even Qi X shorts Wenxin has seen before, but now Wang Zhe is wearing a pair of trousers, the trousers are opened after the knees, and a complete pair of trouser legs is separated from the front and back. What do you mean? That's all for the front and back pieces, and when it reaches the bottom, it's elasticated to close up the trouser legs. Don't you think it's fucking.

  Wang Zhe smiled and said, "It's cool!"

   "You just want to cool off before spring has passed? You won't be going to peel off the skin in summer, are you?" Wen Shida joked.

   "It's not enough to peel the skin, and my surname is not Zhou!" Wang Zhe said with a smile and let a few people into the yard.

   Entering the yard, Wen Xu took a closer look at the yard, and found that many things that seemed to be randomly placed here are actually carefully arranged. Many things, such as the old wheels placed on the ground in the middle of the yard, are very tasteful.

  Wang Zhe saw Wen Xu staring at the old wheel in his yard, and introduced with a smile, "I bought this thing from Poxia Village, and it costs 20 yuan! Why is it so interesting?"

   "It's really good!" Wen Xu nodded and praised sincerely.

   "Except for the swimming pool and a few things in this yard, I bought the rest by myself, and none of them cost more than one hundred yuan," Wang Zhe said proudly.

  Compared with other people's yards, Wen Xu's own yard is ordinary. Although the things here are ordinary, they look more elegant when they are put together. Let’s take the big wheels for example. When placed in a warm courtyard, there will be no garbage thrown away, but when it is in a small courtyard, it immediately adds a bit of artistic style.

   Judging from the decoration, Wang Zhe is quite pursuing his own life, and he lives his life carefully.

  Wen Shigui and the others didn't really appreciate this, and opened their mouths and said, "Placing wheels in the yard takes up too much space. It would be better to fill in some grass!"

Wang Zhe knew that these three were different from his own way of life, and he didn't mean to belittle him. For him, everyone's life is the best as long as he is satisfied. The same is true for house decoration, and the comfort of home varies from person to person. There is no uniform standard.

   "In the house or in the yard?" Wang Zhe asked everyone with a smile.

   "Listen to the opera in the courtyard?" Wen Shida asked.

  Wang Zhe smiled and said: "Of course not, but wait a minute, I thought you guys still have some work on the roof of the car, just give me a few minutes!"

   "What job, let's do it together and hurry up," Wen Shida said and began to roll up his sleeves.

  Wang Zhe quickly waved his hands and said, "No, no, it's just that the pickled radish has been pickled and is about to be spread on the roof to dry."

   "Pickled radish at this time?" Wen Shigui was slightly surprised.

   "I think the radishes sent by my friends are pretty good, and the radishes at home are pickled after eating," Wang Zhe replied.

  Wen Shigui said: "Then let's go up and have a look."

  Seeing that everyone was very curious, Wang Zhe stopped being pretentious, and led the four of them to the side of the house, and went upstairs along the metal steps.

When I got to the top of the building, I found that the area upstairs was quite large, about 400 square meters, a little smaller than the house, and a piece of radish was scattered on a small piece on the top. There are still water stains hanging from the bottom of the radish strips, and there is a black pottery jar next to it.

Wen Shigui walked to the side of the dried radish, knelt down and stretched out his hands to pinch one, pulled it with his hand, put it in his mouth and tasted it, then handed it to Wen Shiqing: "Try it, it's really good to pickle. !"

  Wen Shiqing took a sip and then nodded, expressing agreement: "En!"

  Wen Shida took the radish from Wen Shiqing's hand, and after taking a bite and chewing it a few times, he said to Wen Xu: "Shixu, the taste is almost the same as your pickled ones!"

In fact, Wen Xu has already figured out that the radishes used by Wang Zhe's family to pickle the radish sticks are home-grown. At this time, the radishes grown in the warm greenhouse have such a taste. Not the same.

   "The radishes used should have come from our family," Wen Xu said with a smile.

  Wang Zhe heard it immediately and said: "My radish is from Mingzhu Xudong Company..."

   Speaking of this, Wang Zhe suddenly understood, opened his mouth and pointed at Wen Xu in surprise, "Their boss is Yan Dong and your name is Wen Xu, can't it be such a coincidence?"

  Wen Xu said with a smile: "It's such a coincidence!"

  Wen Shigui looked at Wang Zhe and asked with a smile, "You won't have lived here for so long. Didn't you know that Xu Dong's boss is from our Wenjia Village?"

  Wang Zhe replied with a wry smile: "I really don't know, I'm not too interested in these things, usually I just listen to operas, and I also worked a bit of land in the front, and then raised some native chickens or something."

   As he spoke, Wang Zhe stretched out his hand and pointed down the slope.

  Young literary and artistic youths, how can they care about such things, Wen Xu understands, just like I still don’t know who owns the movie theater opposite Jingyaxuan, I just don’t want to care.

Wen Xu followed the direction of his fingers, and it was easy to see a vegetable garden surrounded by thorns, which was divided into several pieces. Now it is full of green vegetables, and the growth is quite pleasing. There is a log on one side of the vegetable garden The homemade poultry house is naturally incomparable with Wen Xu's house, but it is not too small for an ordinary family breeding. It is estimated that one or two hundred chickens can be squatted in it.

   "That's right, self-sufficient," Wen Xin smiled and praised.

Wang Zhe bent down and put his hand into the mouth of the jar, grabbed a handful of radish sticks hanging from the water and sprinkled them on the nearby roof. Enjoy leisure".

   "Living in a house like yours is the only way to enjoy leisure. Farmers don't think life here is leisurely." Wen Shida shook his head with a smile.

   After speaking, he walked to another jar next to the parapet, stretched out his hand and found it was full, so he patted Wang Zhe.

Wang Zhe nodded, indicating that the jar was also going to be dried. Seeing Wen Shida stretching out his hand to remove the plastic sheet that sealed the jar, he continued, "That's natural. The life that Da Jing said is not just about living in front of you. , as well as poetry and distant places. This sounds like a ruthless literary word, but if you really believe it, you have a problem with your brain. The so-called poetry and distant places not only need a spiritual foundation, but also an economic foundation. Poetry can only be found in the distance, where does the meaning of poetry come from when you are hungry every day on your chest and back?"

Speaking of this, Wang Zhe stretched out his hand and nodded himself: "Let's just talk about a friend of mine who sold Mingzhu's house seven years ago and rushed to Lijiang to open an inn there. He told me that we will meet again later. When I met him, he was the owner of the inn. Who knew that I hadn’t gone to Lijiang yet, and he came back by himself in less than three days. He talked to me with a haggard face about the gap between ideal and reality, which is the most memorable sentence in my memory. It turns out that there are mice in Lijiang too!"

"Hahaha!"

  Wen Shigui and the others all laughed when they heard this.

To Wen Shigui and the others, this is a joke, but Wen Xu knows that in the metropolis, there are people who are well-educated, and those sitting in high-rise buildings are all winners who have gone through the college entrance examination, even a reinforced concrete cage is not enough. It will not drown out their pursuit of freedom. Small villas in the country, ancient wells and dark crows, this is the poetic life deep in many people's hearts.

This is actually like what Mr. Qian Zhongshu wrote in "The Besieged City", people outside want to come in, and people inside want to go out. For farmers like Wen Shigui, the Big Pearl is a place where they can only live in their dreams. For Wang Zhe For some people, the pastoral life of sleeping until three poles a day and eating native chicken and side dishes every day is what people yearn for.

   "By the way, where are the sister-in-law and the child?" Wen Xu asked.

  When Wang Zhe heard this question, he couldn't help but smiled wryly: "Leave!"

"why?"

   Originally, Wen Xu was going to settle the matter, but Wen Shida asked curiously.

"Simple! I want to be here, but she doesn't want to. She said that there are no good educational conditions and good living conditions here. In the end, we got together and separated. The child belongs to my ex-wife, and I live here alone." Wang Zhe said.

  Wen Xu can understand that she and Zhuo Yiqing are not like this? For Wang Zhe, this may be the price of pursuing rural life.

At this time, Wen Xu suddenly understood why Wang Zhe invited several of himself over to play with such enthusiasm. Obviously, people are social animals. It is no problem to live alone in such a house for a week and a month. If Yuexia doesn't feel lonely, then it's a ghost.

  Wen Xu just thought of it, and Wen Shiqing over there also raised this question.

   "Do you not feel lonely living here alone?"

Wang Zhe said: "It was okay at the beginning, but it is really lonely to live alone for a long time, so I usually have two to three days a week to go to the town, either to hear a play or to go to the show. Movies, along with walking around the street, drinking tea and so on to pass the whole day."

   No wonder! Wen Xu thought in her heart.

  Originally, there were not many radish strips made by Wang Zhe, and the five people got up to work together and finished the work while talking.

After doing the work, Wang Zhe took the four of them to the house. He actually had a special room for listening to music in the house, which was about 60 square meters. There is a special room and professional audio, but today Instead of using the luxurious AVANTGARDE stereo in his house, he used an old-fashioned gramophone in the corner.

  Swing the vinyl record upwards, wait for the record to spin up, and gently swing the needle upwards, and immediately a feeling of Shanghai in the 1930s came out.

   "Crossing the forest, crossing the snow field..."

  Mr. Tong Xiangling's voice came from the record player.

  Wang Zhe and Wen Shigui felt as if they were shocked by electric shock when they heard it.

But Wen Xu didn't have a sense of immersion at all, because the old film has a buzzing sound from time to time, and the human voice is not too bright, let Wen Xu say that now go to the street to buy ten yuan Money earbuds sound better than this one.

  Although it doesn't appeal to your heart, Wen Xu knows that for these people, this thing has a special meaning. Of course, some people may think that it sounds compelling.

I couldn't listen to it, but Wen Xu didn't make a fuss, just closed my eyes and listened quietly, probably because the chairs in this small concert hall were so comfortable that it enveloped my whole body, within a few minutes, Wen Xu was actually quiet fell asleep.

   She slept until almost noon before Wen Xu was woken up.