Chapter 484: A thunderous sound of the sky

"It's snowing-" Qiqi pushed open the door, and the outside was covered in white. The little guy couldn't help but shout. The four little parrots flew out with their arms suffocated, and soon came back chirping. It was too cold and they couldn't stand it.

The two black starlings were chirping and teaching the four little guys a lesson. In their eyes, the little parrot was too young and had more things to learn.

Qiqi put on her hands and a little hat head and ran outside to sweep the snow. The fat old man also walked out, and the old and the young man were holding a broom head and slashing in the courtyard.

After a while, the fat man led Chou Chou back. The fat man had a lot of snow foam on his head. It was probably when he was racing against Chou Chou and he was stuck on the ground.

"Old man, don't be frozen, hurry up and enter the house." The fat man picked up the big broom and took a stroke to save face.

Qiqi put down the broom and picked up a shovel. The fat man couldn't help but praise him: "Qiqi is so capable." But he soon discovered that the little guy took the shovel to the snow pile to get a snowman.

The fat old man also made suggestions from the side, grabbed a red pepper as his nose, inserted two brooms on both sides as his arms, and a basin was buckled on his head, and two rows of coat buttons were drawn on his chest, and a cute snowman was made.

Qiqi stretched out her slap and slapped the fat old man in the air, and even said in her mouth. The fat old man felt much better in the past month, his face was rosy and his body was energetic. Although he had not done a test, his condition must have improved a lot. Therefore, his mood became more and more cheerful. He asked Mr. Li Wu and Erlangzi to join him to read the cards and live a good life.

Xiaoyingzi didn't have to take care of her grandfather, but the fat man saw that she was idle all day long, so he asked Ye Ying to lead her outside to contact business and do market research. He didn't have much time to stay these days.

After the fat man finished cleaning the yard, Benben and Dudu were shaking out and found a place to solve the inventory in their stomachs first. Chou Chou lay motionlessly in front of the snowman. When Qiqi entered the house to warm her hands, the guy stood up and took off the snowman's "hat". That was its job, no wonder he was worried about it.

The three Maomao's brothers came out for a walk and then ran back to the house with their heads and brains. For them, the temperature was relatively low.

The fat man couldn't help laughing when he looked at their monkey-headed and monkey-headed appearance. Suddenly, he remembered another slut and muttered, "Why don't they have any baby? It's been several years?"

"These three are all female monkeys, it would be strange if they can give birth to cubs." The fat old man slapped the snowflakes on his body and said happily that he was wearing a pair of big cotton shoes, leggings, a sheepskin coat, and a dog-skin hat on his head. He was exactly the same as an old man in the countryside. He was probably assimilated.

The fat man scratched his head and yelled a few times. This guy was really heartless and had never studied it. Maomao was male or female.

"When the spring comes next year, I have to find a few companions for them. It's just right for the monkey-playing guys to leave this matter to the monkey-playing guys." The fat man muttered, then went into the house to wash his face.

The stove in the middle of the house was burning. Although there was no pine tower this year, there were all wood mixers. Maomao held a round potato in one hand and threw it into the ash pond under the stove. The baked potatoes at the bottom were just right. After the roasting, peel off the potatoes, and the potatoes inside were sandy. It tasted better than roasted sweet potatoes.

In addition, you can also bake potato chips on the stove lid, but this is more technical, so they can only be simple and affordable.

A small pot was sitting on the stove, and porridge was already started to be cooked inside. The aroma of rice mixed with the aroma of toad oil spread throughout the room.

This month, people who have entered the "cat winter" season have entered. People who have been working for more than half a year can finally breathe a sigh of relief. They sit on the hot kang and smoke and chat easily, relax, and prepare to continue their struggle next year.

Fatty people appreciate this kind of life very much: one is stretched and one is relaxed, and it is moderately relaxed, just like elastic bands. If you are always tense, problems will easily occur.

In winter, these few months are also the happiest time for fat people. First, they are relatively leisurely, and second, they are one after another. Everyone has to kill New Year pigs. How can they not be happy if they eat Lili Lala for more than a month?

Sure enough, the day after the snow fell, Captain Li's family was the first to start using a knife. Last autumn, he caught two fat pigs. When Mr. Zhang was doing business, he slaughtered one. This one had grown to 300 kilograms. The pork that happened one year later tasted the most delicious because of its long growth cycle.

With the tragic roar of the big fat pig, the New Year pig killing activity officially announced that the fat man would start, and naturally ran around and worked hard, especially in the process of catching pigs, and he made great contributions. The pork was eaten with peace of mind.

While removing the pig's head, Wang Sanpao joked with the fat man: "Fatty, I'm just eating someone else's house. Why didn't you see your family killing the New Year pig?"

"Our family specializes in killing wild boars." The fat man replied with a smile, but now he can't bear to kill anything he says. The group of wild boars are really good. This year, he has added more than 2,000 yuan to the company's income, and it will increase more and more in the future.

Although it is winter, some feed is needed, but the biggest advantage of these guys is that they are not picky about food. The cabbage, bangzi, potato skins and other foods of each household are their delicacies.

When I was eating pork in the afternoon, the fat old man was also invited. He was a little unfamiliar with this kind of situation, but after eating tender and hot blood sauerkraut, the old man even forgot that he was still a patient.

The fat man was so dizzy that he returned home, went to the kang, picked up the newspaper and flipped it around. Maomao came over and was quickly pulled away by Qiqi: "Be careful that the fat uncle is nervous."

Maomao also vaguely recalled that when the fat man was reading the newspaper, he found out that the crackdown was severe. He shouted and almost scared it to death. So he jumped to the ground and went to play with Benben.

The dumb lies up all over the sky, the hairy lies on its belly, and its little claws tugged back and forth in its thick black hair. At this moment, the fat man's earth-shaking howl on the kang really remembered.

“Haha, it’s finally started—”

Qiqi raised her head, glanced at the fat man, and showed such a look in her eyes, and then lowered her head to continue doing her homework. She had long been accustomed to the fat uncle's whirring characteristics.

The fat man shook the newspaper in his hand, and he was so happy that he danced: "Oh, I finally hoped for this day, hahaha--"

Gudong, a pit collapsed from the kang surface, and it was obvious that the head on the surface was trampled by the fat man.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Da Braidie heard the movement and leaned in from the outer room.

The fat man jumped to the ground, ran over barefootly, and opened the newspaper: "Look at this--"

While wiping his hands on the apron, he glanced at the title, and then smiled brightly, hugged the fat man's shoulders, and the couple jumped and jumped.

The fat old man was lying on the kang, but he was also quarreled by the fat man: "What's the matter? I'm so happy, what good news is there in the newspaper?"

The couple didn't listen at all, and they screamed. Suddenly, two black guys came over and rushed over with them.

Of course, Benben and Dudu didn't know why the two owners in the family were so happy. They were just joining in the fun. However, after being disturbed by these two burly men, the fat man and the big braid stopped.

"What a good thing? It's not that you two have a baby, right?" Qiqi mysteriously brought her little head over.

The big braided face turned red, and the fat man gently bounced on Qiqi's head: "The central government's policy of contracting barren mountains has come down!"

"Wow, this is a big happy event!" Qiqi also began to slap his hands and jump high. She and Dabizi understood the fat man's mind best. Sometimes when they talked in their sleep at night, they would listen to him talking about Baoshantou.

There was only the fat old man in the house and was quite calm: "Contract the barren mountains, do you want to contract the big green mountains, fat men?"

"Of course, only by contracting Daqingshan can we better protect and utilize it." The fat man said happily.

The fat old man looked at the fat man carefully and thought to himself: Fat man is really special. The first thing he thought of was to protect the mountains, rather than make money from them.

How could he know that the fat man’s principle is: Only by protecting well can he continue to develop and the days of making money will be later.

The fat old man thought for a long time and suddenly asked again: "The contract fee must be quite high. I think it's not bad now. Your village also uses the resources on the mountain at will, and there is no need to spend money to contract again. Isn't it a bit too much?"

"That can't be said. We are like tenants who rent other people's land now. If our superiors have policies or if the Daqingshan is contracted by others, we will definitely not be told to do this. We will go up the mountain to pick wild vegetables, pick wild fruits, or even every grass or tree. Only by contracting them into our hands and everyone becomes the real owner of this land can we do it with our arms and make a big move."

The fat old man was also happy: "Fatty, your appetite is really great, it turns out that he is a great mountain king. When I go back to Beijing after the New Year, I will ask you about this."

"That's good." The fat man was immediately happy to see the fat old man taking on this task. Although he has retired, he is a direct person after all. With Mr. Lin and Zhang Liang, he is probably quite sure of this matter.

In fact, the fat old man also had his own idea: after coming here, he would be healthy both physically and mentally. He would be even more grateful to this mountain and the simple villagers in the village.

But the fat man didn't accept the money. He felt uncomfortable when he was eating and drinking for nothing. He really wanted to do something for everyone. Since this matter was the top priority of Kushantun, he was certainly ready to do his best.

He made up his mind, so he coughed: "Fatty, don't be busy and happy first. Should we fix the kang surface first?"

The fat man grinned with his big mouth and scratched the back of his head. He quickly brought a piece of adobe in the outside, took the clay board, replaced the two pieces of adobe, then collected the clay pieces around him, found some wheat fish roe to mix it, poured some boiling water and mud, and finally smoothed the kang's face.

"Fat Uncle, when reading newspapers in the future, remember to sit on a stool to read, otherwise it will be very troublesome to always repair the kang." Qiqi kindly reminded the fat uncle.

The fat man yelled: "Aren't I afraid of sitting on the stool apart?"

After finishing his work, the fat man studied the newspaper again, and then muttered: "Why haven't Ye Yatou come back yet? You have to ask her how much money we have on the books."
Chapter completed!