The New Year comes quickly and goes quickly.

The weather is getting warmer and the snow has melted in the winter.

Chen Ling also stripped off a layer of thick clothes early.

As soon as he got up in the morning to sweep the yard, a flock of pigeons fell into the farm.

This is a pigeon raised at home and has been in the village. However, after settling down, it does not mean that it doesn’t go out all day long, but often flies around.

It fell to the farm every few days.

Now, after flying over, I stood on the roof and walked around, and the gulp was whistling around early in the morning.

Walking against the sun for a while on the roof, when he saw Chen Ling sweeping the floor, he flew down again and followed him to ask for food.

This is what pigeons are like. Sometimes they are not the owner, and they will fall on people's hands when they go to feed them. They will be very docile when they eat.

The pigeon is gentle and pleasing, but it is extremely helpless to beg for food.

Before anyone could have breakfast, they were in a hurry to eat. Chen Ling had to fill a bowl of corn kernels. Before he could sprinkle them on the ground, the pigeons flew to his hands, flapping their wings on his arms, and began to snatch them up. A bowl of pointed corn kernels were snatched up in a short while.

It is a blessing to be able to eat. Chen Ling put another bowl and continued to feed them.

The little pigeons from last year have grown up now. They are still gray and black in the flock, but there are also one or two special ones with a numb back.

The so-called pigeons with thorn-backed mouths and bean eyes are almost all white on their backs, and the black spots are extremely small, making them more beautiful than ordinary pigeons.

Simply put, the black and white on the wings are interspersed, like fish scales, and are staggered in an orderly manner.

The back is not the back, the dove with black spots on white background is the dove's wings.

In short, Chen Ling was still a little satisfied with being able to raise two pigeons of different colors.

I thought about choosing and breeding a few more times and raising some more beautiful pigeons.

White doves, black doves, flowers, all kinds of colors and categories.

Anyway, he likes pigeons, eagles, and fun birds. He brings the parrots out another day. The parrots are also genuine leather and have hatched eggs in the cave.

I am looking at the growing number of people. When is the time to free, go to the market to sell birds.

It was also very pleasant and fun.

Thinking happily, Chen Ling went to feed the pigeons, feed the chickens and ducks, feed the sheep, and clean up the feces.

This is not good in winter. There is no food outside, so you can't let them all out.

All the food, drink, defecation and sensation are in the circle, and you have to feed and add water, and you have to clean it up, so you have to take care of everything.

Fortunately, I don’t feed the feed and the water source at home is better. Even if they urinate a lot, they will be treated in time every day and will not smell too bad.

This is actually not obvious in chickens, ducks and sheep, but is more obvious in pigs.

The pig manure that feeds pigs smells so bad, but domestic pigs are much better.

The food and drinks of these things in Chen Ling’s house are all good things, so they naturally don’t taste much.

Even the sheep with a strong urine smell is much lighter than other people's homes.

After cleaning the feces, go to milk the goat.

There are now five dairy goats in the farm, and all the remaining ones are black goats.

Ruirui has been weaned recently and is eight months old in a few days. There is no need to buy milk powder for him. Just cook some goat milk every day and eat some eggs with millet porridge.

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The first month is the idle month, and the weather shows signs of warming up. Villagers often gather in the restaurant to weave baskets and baskets in the afternoon of the sun, chatting, and continuing the unfinished projects in the winter months.

Chen Ling was idle too, and had nothing to do at home, so he didn't have to visit relatives, so he simply took Wang Lixian and others to Tobacheng to buy a tractor.

In addition to the tractor, he also built a motorcycle.

There were not many people when we went there, but after driving the tractor back, it spread quickly.

The little kids even ran around and told each other, and went home to ask the adults to see.

"Master, Uncle Fugui bought a new tractor and came back. He is in the farm. Let's go and have a look."

"Da, Uncle Fugui bought a motorcycle. It was a big red one. The wheels were so high that you could drive without pedaling. You ran very fast..."

While the villagers rushed over one after another, Chen Ling's family was welcomed to get a new start outside the farm.

Under the warm sunshine, a crackling sound of firecrackers in the farmland began to sound, and the open space outside the farmland was suddenly covered by green smoke. The familiar smell of gunpowder drifted with the green smoke, and a large number of birds in the forest flew away. The villagers who were rushing to see the fun were smiling and stretching their heads, looking at the tractors and motorcycles parked outside the farmland.

The brand new agricultural machinery is very bright in color, and with the big red silk on the machine and the sound of firecrackers, joy suddenly came to my face.

The motorcycle is also red.

They used a rope and a bracket to fix it on the tractor and pulled it back. Chen Ling and his friends had already rode for several laps.

However, motorcycles don’t need to be welcomed, they are welcomed by big machines, iron animals and tractors that can work at home.

After the firecrackers were finished, Chen Ling took out a cigarette and dispersed the men. Then, under the hopeful gaze of men, women, young and old, he rode a motorcycle and turned around on the dirt road and the field.

"Uncle Fugui, can I ride it on and try it?"

After looking at Chen Ling for a while, a group of young people stretched their heads, swallowed their saliva, and their faces were eager to try.

Chen Ling glanced at the crowd and saw the expectant look of the old and young men, and smiled and said, "Wen Chao, Xiaojiu, come up and ride around. Come one by one, don't rob, don't worry."

The younger ones come first, and the older ones are slightly behind.

Where is the shift, where is the accelerator, where is the brake.

After teaching them one by one, let alone men, even some wives rode on to learn for a while.

I was just frightened when I was studying.

Chen Ling bought this motorcycle. If the wives are not tall, they can't step on the ground, so it's a bit difficult to ride on it. It's difficult to change gears, and they don't have much experience in riding motorcycles. In the end, they dare not ride but stop.

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After all, you can’t step on the ground, and you can’t even hold on with your feet.

In the end, the men have to hang out to end.

After riding a motorcycle with a thrilling moment, I drove a tractor again, making it as lively as a wedding.

Chen Ling and the others also drove it.

In the end, the little kid was not satisfied, so Chen Ling rode on himself, took five or six little kids at a time, whizzing back and forth on the dirt road and the wheat fields. The little kids screamed excitedly.

"It's still rich and generous. This machine is burning oil all the time. That's all money."

"Fugui, it seems that you are planning to do a big deal this year. You have bought a tractor and a motorcycle, so don't you have to build a greenhouse, right?"

The villagers praised Chen Ling for being generous, but Wang Laishun felt that Chen Ling would not buy these two things for no reason.

"If you don't do it, at least not do it this year."

Chen Ling shook his head. It's so tiring to plant a greenhouse. If you want to do it in the future, you will hire someone to do it. But this year, he will definitely not have the intention. He just wants to raise fish, dogs, and cattle. Let's talk about anything else.

Moreover, there are new changes in prices this year, just do your own thing safely according to the original plan.

Now there is no need to go to the market to sell eggs.

Just pickled salted eggs and others come to collect them.

On the eighth day of the first lunar month, Liu Jiancheng came to the farm to take away a batch of salted eggs. This was agreed upon before the New Year.

As a result, Liu Jiancheng returned from the city within two days and said that after giving the gift, his wife and mother-in-law tried to sell it in the city, and the best-selling level scared them themselves.

In the first month of the year, many relatives are visited, and salted eggs are sold quite quickly, especially salted duck eggs are the fastest.

This salted egg is delicious and will never be forgotten once.

Therefore, even if there is no New Year or Festival in the future, there will be places to sell, so there is no need to worry that no one will buy it.

"Then are you going to make fish? I see that you built a farm last year and built a few canals, and it was full of fish."

"Yes, raise fish and sell it."

Chen Ling planned to take those raised ornamental fish out for a walk in the first month of the year, and it was not limited to the city, but it was not limited to the city.

Wang Laishun had a wrong idea and thought it was eating fish, so he asked, "Do you want to go out and deliver it yourself to buy a tractor?"

"If you don't give it, you'll give it to others, it's so troublesome. This tractor is used as a livestock and does farm work at home during busy farming."

Chen Ling's words and expression on his face made everyone laugh and said to Wang Laishun: "Uncle Fifth, look at what you ask, is Fugui such a person? He won't do that hard work."

"We are rich and noble, can this fruit tree bear fruit this year? It's clear that these thirty acres of land have also been harvested."

"Yes, there will be a harvest. Even though the flowers have not bloomed yet, I don't know what the harvest will be."

"What's the matter? Don't you have a good guy who has a canning factory at home? No matter how bad the harvest is, you can guarantee the capital."

Chen Ling didn't say much about this, and smiled and called people to go to the farm for tea. He, Wang Lixian and others drove the tractor and motorcycle behind the farm.

It’s time for fruit trees to bear fruit this year.

But the harvest is unknown. People who really plant fruit trees in mountains will not be as simple as Chen Ling.

Fruit trees must be kept in order to maintain their harvest and sell at a price, which cannot be separated from people's careful care.
To be continued...