On the road leading to Niuxin Mountain outside the wooden house, there were a lot of corn poles piled up on agricultural tricycles.
Wherever I see, there are nine agricultural tricycles!!
The corn poles were filled with full loads and stacked high. Fortunately, they were not on the road, and they were obviously overloaded!
Catch one, punish one!
I don’t know what happened, but the tricycles were parked in the middle of the road. Tong Ranhun had a strange idea. She actually saw the magical phenomenon of traffic jam on the small road outside her wooden house.
Li Yunzhen was greeting everyone, but when she saw Tong Ranhuan, she was very surprised, "You kid, why didn't you say it earlier when you come back today? You don't have anything to eat at home. Are you tired? Mom goes to cook for you."
Tong Ranhuan refused repeatedly, "I'll just take a plane. What's the matter with tiring? I'll cook dinner tonight. Mr. Chen went to see his daughter. It's probably a while before he could come back. His daughter should be seven or eight months pregnant."
The suitcase that Tong Ranhuan was pulling was also picked up by Li Yunzhen. The 20-inch boarding case was not big, so it was used as a disguise.
When Tong Ranhun left, she bought some specialties in it, which was not heavy. More things were placed in the secret realm. There were also some large-scale express delivery, which probably should have arrived.
"Mom, what's going on?" Tong Ranhuan was very curious about the corn rods of this car.
Speaking of this, Li Yunzhen smiled so brilliantly, "Dao, you don't know, I have a good relationship with people, have you seen it? The truckload of corn poles are all given to us by the villagers in the village!"
Li Yunzhen was so proud, "They knew that our family raised a lot of cows, so they sent these corn poles to make food for cows in autumn and winter. Then we tie up the leftover corn poles and send them to them, so they can attract fire."
In the northeast, it took several months to fall and winter. Before spring, cows could only eat these feed. In the past, every winter, those who raise cattle and sheep at home would buy a lot of corn poles.
Tong Ranhuan also thought about the food rations of this large group of cows at home. Although he also collected a lot of silage forage in summer and could be eaten in winter, the amount was not large, which was not enough to support the beginning of spring next year.
She was also planning to buy some straw from the villagers. Unexpectedly, before she bought it, so many people drove over to her car.
Tong Ranhuan looked carefully and saw that good guys, all those who came here had something to do with their family.
"For details, my family has five acres of dry land, and they planted corn. All the corn poles are given to you. You should be able to eat it for a while."
"Thank you, Uncle Mao!"
This is Mao Ping's father.
"The same is true for my family. I have already brought three cars in the morning. I guess the rest can be used for three cars! Details, if there is not enough food, you can tell my aunt that my brother's family also has a lot of dry fields."
"Thank you, aunt."
This is the wife of Ma Youwei (the only male employee in the breakfast shop and the chef in the back kitchen).
"Dawu, our two families are close, so you can get it whenever you want. Our family has a large population and a lot of land. There will definitely be no problem with those corn poles in our family, your cows will eat them for half a month!"
"Grandma Qiu, Grandpa Qiu, be careful, but don't get started. What should I do if I twist my waist?" Tong Ranhuan looked at the two old men who wanted to carry it on their shoulders, so he quickly ran over and stopped the two old men.
The two old men smiled and waved their hands, "Don't worry, how heavy is this bunch of corn poles? We can carry it!"
"That's not possible, Uncle Qiu, Aunt Qiu, we can do this kind of work, how can you get started?" Tong Dali and Xing Yi immediately stopped the two of them.
This is Zhang Yan'er's parents-in-law. Tong Ranhuan was worried that the old man would really have to go on the battle in person, so he immediately took the two old men back to the cabin.
Tong Ranhuan knew that those who came to deliver corn poles were all employees working in the breakfast shop.
There are also good neighbors in the area, and families who work as hourly workers in the Tong family, such as Gao Shufen and Jiang family.
Then there were Sona who had received help from Tong Ranchen, who opened a express station, Liu Qing, who runs a butcher shop, and Ma Jingming, the owner of a small hotel next to the breakfast shop, all pulled their own corn poles over.
It can be said that their small dairy farm must be short of forage this autumn and winter.
Tong Ranhuan didn't even care about the suitcase and went directly to the cowshed. I have to say that the cowshed with a capacity of 500,000 yuan was not spent in vain. This large warehouse is full of feed, which makes it so safe.
If the warehouse cannot be installed, Xing Yi and Xing Yun brought temporary workers Li Yinshan and Jiang Wu to build a shed next to the warehouse to pile up these untreated corn poles.
But after not coming back for half a month, the cowshed had a lot of money. Four calves were born, and six more were conceived. After more than nine months, six calves would be born.
After hearing this, Tong Ranhuan looked at the brand new cowshed and suddenly felt a sense of worry. Although she no longer bought cows, the natural production speed of these more than 40 cows will definitely not be able to fit the cowshed in a few years!
She looked at the fat and strong cows in the cowshed. The weather was getting colder and colder. The hot pot barbecue could be made, and a fat beef roll and a beef skewer were roasted.
What other beef brisket with tomatoes, braised beef, scallion beef, potato beef, green pepper beef, curry beef, enoki beef, enoki beef, etc.
Tong Ranhuan looked at the cows that were burying her head in the cowshed to eat grass. The only thing she was grateful for now was that the cows she bought were all cows that combine meat and milk, rather than simple cows.
However, the forage grass these cows eat is grown by watering the secret lake water, and drinking the secret lake water almost every day, the meat quality should not be much worse, right?
The cows who were originally focused on eating grass suddenly became restless and stopped eating grass. They shook their tails and grind their hooves. Those who reacted too much would even stumble.
Xing Yun was a little confused, "They are normal... not like this."
Tong Ranhuan swallowed a saliva, and could only say that the animals felt very sharp, "It doesn't matter, I'll go back first, come down to have dinner together tonight."
Xing Yun nodded with a shy smile. Although he could speak now, he was still not very smooth and he was nervous and stuttering. Therefore, when he could stop speaking, he would not speak.
Chen Dongsheng was not at home, and Tong Ranhuan prepared dinner. For a while, he didn't take care of it, and Tong Ranhuan missed him a little.
Li Yunzhen helped her, and her neighbor Gao Shufen was also helping. After her grandson returned to the city, she was only one person and was strolling around. She came to help if she had work in the Tong family, and she was very enthusiastic.
Tong Ranhuan hummed a small song, and sure enough, it felt good to go home.
Although the city is prosperous, Tong Ranhuan doesn't like living there.
The pace of life there is too fast, and everyone is focused on their work and life, and has no time to care about the surroundings. They live in a building and may not even know the opposite door.
Life in the city is too cold and lacks the warmth of rural life.
In the countryside, if anyone has something to do, everyone will come out to help.
Neighbors have a good relationship, but they are no different from relatives.
Listening to her mother chatting with Gao Shufen, the shovel in Tong Ranhan's hand was waving more powerfully. She still liked this kind of life with a strong rural atmosphere.
There is temperature.
She likes these simple villagers, lovely neighbors, and lively atmosphere.
The restaurant in the wooden house was very large, with a large round table, and there was no problem with making 14 or 5 people. Tong Ranhuan made a table of dishes and invited all the villagers who came to help and delivered corn poles one by one.
Everyone was not polite. The people from Northeast China were generous and knew that the Tong family was delicious. On a phone call, everyone changed their clothes, washed them, and came directly.
The dining table was even more enjoyable. Although Tong Ranhuan's cooking skills were not as good as Chen Dongsheng, the ingredients were top-notch and delicious no matter how they were cooked, everyone was very satisfied.
"By the way, I heard a news that the village next door also had a dairy farm, which was larger than yours! You have to be careful!"