Chapter 109: The deep love of licking the calf

"The sika deer is going to give birth to a cub—" Erzhuzi finally took a breath.

The nervous air in the room was immediately replaced by a surprise. The fat man said, "Let's take a look." After that, he rushed out of the house. No one dared to be negligent, and they all snore and ran out.

"I'm still there!" When Qiqi shouted in a small voice, the fat man had run away. Erzhuzi carried her around her neck and ran away.

The fat man rushed to the deer farm at lightning speed. He saw three old men already entering the deer pendant and busy driving the other sika deer away.

"Do you need to deliver a baby?" The fat man saw a sika deer standing on the grass with a small deer head exposed behind him, and he couldn't help but rub his hands.

"Even wild animals can handle this by themselves - fat man, I can't tell you can run so fast." Lao Yaozi's voice came from behind.

The fat man thought it was right, and there was no one to find a baby in the mountains and forests, so he felt a little calmer. After one after another, everyone came up. Qiqi slid down from Erzhuzi's neck and entered the deer bar.

He raised his little hand and touched the spotted back of the sika deer: "Come on, come on, the baby is almost out!"

The fat man smacked his lips: It would be great if there was a camera, record this eternal moment.

Perhaps it was Qiqi's encouragement that played a role, the sika deer squatted backwards, and a wet deer lay on the grass.

Yeah—Qiqi cheered and patted the sika deer's forehead: "You are so awesome-"

The sika deer had no time to get close to her, so she turned her head and began to lick the deer back and forth with her tongue, causing the little guy's hair to gradually dry up.

All the men present had a trembling heart, and a ray of tenderness rippled in it, and it would not go away for a long time. A word naturally emerged in the fat man's mind: licking the calf's deep affection, and today I really understand this word.

"Diandian, get up quickly!" Qiqi cated with her little waist, clenched her fists and exerted force. In front of her, the newly born deer was struggling with her slender calves kicking in the air. Diandian was Xiao Qiqi's name for this new life.

Xiaodian is not much bigger than a cat now, probably only three or four kilograms. Its limbs are slender and there are spots on its back. So although the name Diandian is easy to pick, it is very similar. It can be seen that Xiaodian's ability to name has already entered the house and reached the level of doing whatever he wants.

Seeing that Diandian couldn't stand up no matter how hard he tried, Qiqi was a little anxious and reached out to help it.

"Stop—" Wang Sanpao shouted, and Qiqi was so scared that he quickly retracted his little hand, stared at Grandpa San with wide eyes, full of shock.

"Uncle San, you're scared Qiqi." The fat man was a little dissatisfied, why are you making a fuss?

"What do you know? When little animals such as calf and horses are born, they must stand up by themselves to learn to walk. This is even more true for wild animals. Farmers who eat grass like deer can stand up after they are born, and then they must be able to run or jump, otherwise, how to escape wild wolves and tigers."

The fat man touched the back of his head, smiled, and suddenly felt a little touched in his heart: Compared with them, are we humans a little too pretentious?

Qiqi rolled her big eyes, not knowing what she was thinking in her heart. Sometimes the fat man couldn't figure out the wisdom of the little guy.

Suddenly, I thought of Qiqi's experience of returning here with him, which may not be a bad thing. Just like the deer, although she is still very weak now, she already has the ability to survive and will one day fly.

A strange thought suddenly popped up in the fat man's mind: I don't know where Qiqi's mother is now. In terms of age, she is probably as old as Qiqi at most, maybe even younger than her, and she can even be a classmate in the same class - this is too incredible, right?

"And I am also born in 1982, but I haven't been born yet. My parents and I have just gotten married. I don't know what will happen to them now - it's bad, I won't give birth to another me next year, right?" The fat man thought about it, and finally his head turned into a mess.

"Diandly have a good look!" Qiqi cheered, and saw that the deer had already stood up crookedly, her slender legs were still trembling, barely supporting her body.

He took the first step tremblingly, and the little guy fell into his body and lay on the grass again.

Accompanied by it, Qiqi's regretful voice, as if she was more anxious than Xiaodiandian.

After falling a few times, the deer finally stood up, walked to the doe crookedly, stretched out her mouth to arch her nipples, but she didn't have any breasts yet.

Qiqi stroked her chest with her little hands and let out a long breath, as if she had completed an extremely difficult task.

The fat man couldn't help but walk into the deer bar, stretched out his big slap, and hit Qiqi three times. The deer couple added people to import them, and he was more excited than anyone else.

"Let's go back and have a drink!" The fat man roared vigorously.

Everyone was smiling on their faces, and they were all holding their energy to drink the fat man well. Before leaving, they also told Erzhuzi and others to add more essences to make the doe milk sufficient so that the deer can grow strong.

Erzhuzi smiled silly: "It's okay, I'll serve the confinement period."

The next day, the deer antler was soaked softly. The cotton cloth outside was removed, and Wang Sanpao personally cut it into thin slices. He saw a kitchen knife flying up and down, and the cut antler slices were thinner than paper.

Lao Yaozi nodded with satisfaction: "Brother Sanpao, I understand it. I must not go to your house for dinner. If I use this knife method to cut meat, I will probably be blown away by the strong wind before I can put it in the pot."

Everyone burst into laughter, but the fat man had his own opinion: "That's not necessarily the case. If it's mutton hotpot, it's just right to use. Pick a chopstick and put it in it and then it's cooked. Dip it in some seasonings, and it will taste delicious."

"Don't talk about this, you'll tick the deer antler when you say it." Wang Sanpao kept his hands and mouth.

"I haven't eaten hot pot in my life, what does it feel?" Lao Yaozi also smacked his lips and asked the fat man.

The fat man was a little unbelievable at first, but when he thought about it, it was true. He had no pot, no ingredients, no meat, so how could he eat hot pot? In this era, it would be great if the city people could have a meal all year round.

"This year, we can definitely eat hot pot when we are in Kushantun." The fat man's eyes shining brightly.

After cutting the antler slices, put them on the yellow paper layer by layer, and then take them to a cool and ventilated place to dry them. Old Medicine estimated that: "Fatty, these antlers can definitely be sold for 1,000 yuan. Although the quality of the next batch is not as good as this, they can be sold for 6,700 yuan, and it will be less than 2,000 yuan a year."

The fat man smacked his lips: "It's better to be less, and it's less than twenty yuan to all households."

"Spending money? This deer farm is not your own, Fatty?" Lao Yaozi was even more puzzled.

"It turned out to be mine. Later, we were planning to establish Daqingshan Co., Ltd., so we invited you to come. It wasn't for me to be a long-term worker." The fat man really wanted to join the old Yaozi. He was a veteran and understood the importance of talent.

"Look at your fat boy, he is like a landlord." Lao Yaozi laughed heartily.

"The landlord is the landlord, but it is not the landlord Laocai of the old society, but the owner of this land." The fat man interpreted the meaning of the word landlord well.

"Okay, the owner of the land. The country implements a household contract responsibility system. Isn't it just to ask us to be the owner of the land?" Captain Li nodded vigorously, and his confidence in contracting Daqingshan was even more strong.

The next day, Fatty Man and Captain Li took the carriage of the carriage owner and headed to the commune. The grass and trees on both sides of the road were lush and endlessly alive. The Fatty Man sat leisurely on it to watch the wind and the scenery, and lit a cigarette from time to time, happily as if he was as gods.

In contrast, Captain Li was a little anxious, and he couldn't rest assured when sitting in the car, and kept muttering that the carriage was walking too slowly.

"Captain, then buy a bicycle, and ride it back and forth is easy." The owner of the car swung a big whip, exploded a whip flower in the air, and then gave Captain Li an idea.

"Buy a bicycle, the whole family will have to tie their necks for a year." Captain Li had this idea for a long time, but just think about it. Bicycles, watches, and sewing machines were the three major items at that time. They were rare things in rural areas and were not something that ordinary people could afford.

If Captain Li hadn't been the head of a village and had a stronger sense of time than ordinary people, he would never have bought the old Shanghai on his wrist. What a good guy, he had saved up three years of money.

There is not even a bicycle in the village. When you go out, it is a carriage in summer and a sled in winter. Otherwise, you can use your feet to measure it, which really corresponds to the saying: There is no longer a road than your feet.

The last time the old revolutionary rode back one, but it caused a sensation in the village. Adults and children followed the old revolutionary every day, and finally broke the chain of the car and turned into a decoration two days later. This time, when he went to the commune, the old revolutionary entrusted the fat man to buy him a few chains of car.

The same is true for sewing machines. The villagers just couldn't see them. None of the women had ever used them. I heard that the thing can be run by stepping on it with your feet. It's straight and fast, which is much more convenient than manual work.

However, no one can afford it. The women in Kaoshantun are still in the handicraft stage, pulling cloth to sew clothes on their own, and wearing torn clothes is also useful, washing them cleanly, and then sticking them together with waffles on the panel. After they are dry, the thick piece can be used to cut the soles of the shoe.

Then you have to use hemp rope to put the soles of the shoe and make your own cloth shoes. All the young and old wear such a thousand-layer soles. Especially for half a child, they are the most consuming. They have to wear three or five pairs of shoes all year round. In this way, Dama's toes often push out.

Thinking of this, the fat man looked at the cloth shoes on his feet. The soles were taken by him last winter. He was so warm in his heart.

However, it is really hard to get hot. The big braid has never put on the soles of the shoe before, and the palms of the palms are pushed out of large blisters by the awl.

"Maybe, in three or two years, these will no longer be dreams." The fat man suddenly muttered.

"Yes, if the things you said are really realized, everyone will have a chance." Captain Li's eyes suddenly became very firm: "This time I go to the commune, I must decide on the contracting of the mountain."

Didi - A horn suddenly came from the front, and a green jeep appeared in the sight of the three people.

"It seems to be the one in the village armed forces." The fat man had a better look, and he had a deep impression of this car.

Yu-The owner of the car tied the reins: "This one is too narrow, no one can think of passing it."
Chapter completed!