MTL - My 1995 Small Farm-Chapter 380 too demon

  Chapter 380 Too Demonic

   "Don't, don't push this on me, I can't do it."

  As soon as Chen Ling heard this, he took two steps back and stayed away from them.

  If it were something else, he would definitely help if he could.

  But he can't do it when he tells people about the matchmaker introducing a marriage partner.

   Besides, others don't know, how can he not know what's going on with Yu Qi'an?

   Soon you will find someone you like and get married.

  What is he doing with his leisurely mind?

   Ma Wei clapped his hands when he saw this: "It's over, I won't even help you with wealth, Qi'an, look at this, it's going to be a big problem."

  Zhou Weijun also sneered beside him.

  Yu Qi'an whistled, slowly and carefully fed the bird, and let the three of them joke around without being annoyed at all.

  Wait until the trough of the birdcage in my hand was filled, then I raised my head and said, "What's the big problem? To be honest, I'm really not in a hurry to start a family right now."

  "You also know my temper. I like to play this and that. My parents said that I am almost thirty and have no personality. I am still like a child who has not grown up. I just know how to play around.

  Don’t talk about it, my parents are quite right. With my temper, I’m really afraid that I’ll just find a girl. The two of us won’t be able to live together. "

   "Could it be that I have high vision? Marriage is not a trivial matter. You two must see each other right."

"Also, the friends around me, such as Lao Zhou, you and Lao Ma, you all have serious jobs. It is said that Lao Zhou is a screenwriter and Lao Ma is in a publishing house. They are all very glamorous and decent. I am the only one. People just want to have fun, and it’s okay if they don’t find some serious things to do, and it’s fine if my parents nagging at home, it also seems that I’m a weird person, don’t fit in, don’t you think?”

"It's still like what I told you two before, I, for now, I will ask my friends to find a way to see where I can make some achievements, otherwise I will be running around, and I will have to spend money on my parents if I can't earn money. Yep, that's not a problem."

   Yu Qi'an is in such a situation now.

   It’s not a problem to be a playwright in various crews, or find a TV station in a small place to work as a choreographer, director, host, and support yourself.

  He has quite a lot of friends and classmates, and he has a wide range of contacts. He is not short of work. Unfortunately, he is still young and loves to play, and his career has not improved.

  As he said, the classmates and friends around him are all working step by step, and he just plays around all day long, so he seems too out of place.

  So I also rely on my friends to run around here and there, thinking that after making a career in the future, I will save more money and then do what I like.

   At that time, I can do whatever I want, and I am afraid that others will say about him.

   "Look, look at what this is saying, do you see, this is a dude, other people work to make money and start a family, but he is good, it is for fun in the future."

   Zhou Weijun smacked his lips and smiled at Chen Ling and Ma Wei.

   "Go, go, you are the dude."

"Hey, I said you're not happy anymore. Qi'an, a dude like you really should learn how to be rich. Look at his family. They have raised so many fun little things, and they earn money while playing. How chic."

   "Nonsense. Do you think I don't want to? You have to have money and a place to do it. Apart from these, you have to be 100% sure that you can make money, otherwise my parents will have a hard time."

  Although his parents have not strictly controlled him since he was a child.

  But the situation is different now.

  Already in his thirties and yet to have a family, he went out to contract to build a farm in the mountains, to raise dogs, birds, and livestock. Such an unreliable thing, it's no wonder his parents didn't fall out.

After saying this, he gave Chen Ling and the other three a wicked smile: "Although I can't make a big fuss now, it's okay to make small troubles. Let's just talk about these birds. They look pretty good, hehe , I’m going to sell some of them when I bring them back, and I’m sure I won’t lose money, if they sell well, I’ll run here more when I’m free.”

   Ma Wei suddenly exclaimed: "Oh, okay, Qi'an, from a **** to a second-class dealer."

Yu Qi'an was still beaming, immersed in fantasy, when he heard this, his face turned black and he was furious: "Go to **** with your uncle, you two have bad things to say, I'm going to do this with Fu Gui, don't think about it." Blend."

  In fact, after listening to Yu Qi'an's words, Chen Ling fell into deep thought. He didn't expect this old boy to have such thoughts.

   This is similar to what Tian Hongli, a second-hand ornamental fish dealer, did, but he must have more trust in Yu Qi'an than in Tian Hongli.

  In the future, it will not only be a bird, but when the pigeons are bred by themselves and a good breed of carrier pigeons are produced, they can also be handed over to Yu Qi'an to sell.

   "Rich, rich, why are you still in a daze, you are a son who can call people, don't you have the heart to stay here with us?"

   Zhou Weijun stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, jokingly.

   "It must be, rich people are here, their minds have already flown out."

Chen Ling shook his head with a smile and ignored them, but just followed Yu Qi'an's words and said: "The one that Lao Yu said, let's do it slowly first, that is not urgent, there is no good appearance, domestic birds are allowed , I will notify you when I catch it."

  The pigeons are not in a hurry, there are still a group of parrots living in the cave.

   At this time, in the first few years of the 21st century, talking parrots and starlings were extremely popular.

   "Hey, it's still rich and reliable, I feel relieved with your words."

  Yu Qi'an slapped his thigh and immediately burst into confidence.

  …

   In the afternoon, Chen Ling got on the ox cart and went to Laohewan to pull sand. Behind the ox cart was a little green horse running happily with its hooves clattering.

   Today, the son will call his mother. Wang Susu was so happy that she hugged her son and went out to play again after lunch.

   It is said that Qin Qiumei came here in the morning, discussing to go to the city with them after a while. Chen Ling and Wang Susu are going to attend the wedding of Shan Mao and Du Juan. She also had things to do, she went to the city alone and dared not go on the road alone, she wanted to go with a companion.

  So this afternoon Wang Susu went to show off with them.

  Chen Ling also wants his son to learn to call him daddy early.

   After finishing the chores at home, it’s time to pull the sand. Let’s build a small sand pile at home for the brats to play with. Maybe they’ll call Dad when they’re happy.

  Well...you can also get a swing set up in the yard, make it bigger, adults can also play.

  When there is nothing to do, a family of three can play on the swing at home.

  Driving the ox cart to Laohewan, Ermao Donkey was leading a half-sized yellow ox with a white nose to the hillside.

  His scalper is not very old. He bought it less than half a month ago and has not yet trained it.

This is how it is now, just as the Ermao Donkey was about to pull it up the hillside, it pouted its buttocks back and pulled the rein, as if it had taken root under its feet. No matter how the Ermao Donkey pulled it, it just stood there motionless and locked in a stalemate with him. Life and death do not move forward.

  The two donkeys were so angry that they picked up the whip, and the air that was thrown exploded with a "crack".

  Looking at Coke, Chen Ling stopped the ox cart and said with a smile, "Brother Donkey, don't you train donkeys well? Why can't you train cows?"

   "Don't talk sarcasticly, my son. This newly bought animal has not been fed well, and it has not been worn with a cow nose ring. It will not work well for anyone."

   Ermao Donkey stopped the whip in his hand and slapped him back.

   "Haha, it's because you, a calf, have a bad temper and are disobedient. By the way, brother donkey, why did you suddenly bring back a half-grown yellow ox? Will you stop raising cows instead of donkeys?"

  Chen Ling untied the bullock cart, waved his hands, and let the little white cow and the little green horse move around on their own, and then he walked slowly to the Ermao donkey.

   "Hey, I learned from you. If you raise fish, I will raise fish. If you raise cattle, I will raise cattle as well. Anyway, they are raising livestock. Raising donkeys and raising cattle is similar."

The Ermao donkey smiled slyly, gathered the whip in his hand, held the whip, leaned forward with his hands behind his back, and whispered: "I heard from those people in your family that they think the beef here is delicious, and they say it's delicious. What do you highly recommend?"

   "Tell me, can I raise cattle poorly?"

   "Good guy, donkey brother, you are too cunning."

  Chen Ling was stunned for a moment when he heard the words. Damn, a group of people used to want to follow him to raise chickens, ducks and sell salted eggs, but now they follow him to raise cattle.

   This really made him not know what to say.

   "What chicken thief, look at your son saying this, I am following your **** to beg for food, and I will also learn from your money-making skills."

   "It's okay if it can't be done. I'm a heifer and I can't sell beef. I'll find a big bull to match it with it. It won't hurt to sell calves at the fair, hehe."

  Khan, the stop loss has been taken into account, not a chicken thief.

  Chen Lingchong gave the Ermao Donkey a thumbs-up to show that he was convinced.

   Then he stopped talking nonsense with him, turned around and picked up the shovel to dig the sand.

   Ermao Donkey followed and asked curiously, "What are you doing? Do you want to build something at home?"

   "No, just make a small sand pile at home for the baby to play with."

   "Oh, this is it."

   Er Maolu thought that Chen Ling had just bought so many chickens and ducks to expand the scale, and he was going to make a big move, so he was a little disappointed when he heard this.

   Zaba Zaba took a puff of his cigarette, and suddenly saw his half-grown little scalper walking over cautiously and slowly, arching his head to lick Chen Ling's trouser legs.

   Immediately, he was taken aback, and exclaimed in his mouth: "My mother, Fugui, your baby is so demonic, no wonder the livestock at home are so well-raised, my cattle will rub against you when they see you."

  (end of this chapter)