For tourists in Wenjia Village, there are only three things left: eating, sleeping and playing. For adults in Wenjia Village, there are three things left: eating, sleeping and shoveling snow.

As the days passed, gradually, the people of Wenjia Village, or the entire village, have gradually realized a little rule. If there is light snow coming from time to time, then there will definitely be no heavy snow in recent days. If God has been watching for several days and the sky is as blue as it is, then everyone must be careful, because God must have to hold back a heavy snowfall, at least one night, throwing down more than 40 cm of heavy snow.

In order to cope with the continuous snow, the village collectively purchased several tractors. In this way, when it snows, it can ensure that the village roads can be cleared in two to three hours, and a small grassland can be cleared in one day for the livestock in the village to eat.

Heavy snow is not just a problem, but heavy snow can also bring considerable economic income. As the living standards of Chinese people improve, there is a little spare money in their pockets, so naturally they have to go around and take a look at the stolen things. In the past, the people who were eating melons in Jiangnan wanted to experience the heavy snow, but in addition to going abroad, they could only go to the Northeast to experience the feeling of ice and snow. Now they don’t have to go to the Northeast. Even if they drive by themselves, they can only make a round trip in a day.

As a result, the poor counties in Jiangnan, which were previously unwelcome, have gradually become popular for tourism in this province and the two nearby provinces.

Although Wenjia Village did not get much benefit from this wave of tourism, both the county and the township were looking at the bustling tourists.

Wen Xu stopped the tractor, took off his gloves, put on his coat and wrapped himself tightly and drilled out of the cab: "Guangsong, Guangsong, come on!"

"Okay!" Wen Guangsong was standing in the snow and chatting with several brothers of his peers. When he heard Wen Xu calling him, he immediately snatched the cigarette butt in his hand and threw it into the small iron box hanging around his waist. This is something that many smokers in the village always have.

"Uncle, are you going home to cook?" Wen Guangsong asked Wen Xu politely as he climbed into the cab of the tractor.

"Well, where is your family? Have you cooked it?" Wen Xu also asked politely.

"Don't do it because of the child. Anyway, it's okay to get it early or late." Wen Guangsong climbed into the cab and opened the door. He said this to Wen Xu before he entered, then waved his hand at the clan uncle and went in and brought the door to the cab to ensure that the heat from the air conditioner inside should not dissipate quickly.

"Uncle, when can we drive your tractor?" The brothers standing on the ground asked Wen Xu with a smile.

"Why is the tractor in the village hard to drive?" Wen Xu smiled at them.

"It's easy to turn on, but the air conditioner is not very powerful, and it's not as strong as yours."

"Then aren't you talking nonsense? How much does this one cost in the village cost? How much does one cost in two or three buy one? Can you get the same price for every penny?" Another said immediately.

"The second-hand foreign goods I drove were not very good. They had some problems from time to time. They had come to repair the after-sales service several times, and I would repair some minor problems."

"Okay, okay, don't complain anymore. Those who should eat go home for dinner. Those who are waiting to work should be diligent. Looking at the weather today, there may be a big event at night." Wen Xu said as he looked up at the gray sky with snowflakes.

"I know, uncle," everyone responded in a mess.

Wen Xu didn't say much, turned around and walked towards the sled beside him.

The place where the snow was shoveled this time was a little far from the village, about four or five miles away, so some people must have left, so Wenxu came here and took a sled. The sled was originally a big brown, but today Da brown was going to work in the mill. Wenxu's only female apprentice Zhao Xiaoyue's bakery was short of flour again, so Wenxu replaced the horse that was pulling the cart with the Arabian horse that Shi Shangwu gave.

Nowadays, the little Arab can no longer be called a little Arab. Even the appearance has a little bit removed from the characteristics of an Arabian horse and has become a little tall and strong. The appearance is a bit between Arabian and Friesian. It has both the strength and strength of Friesian and the elegant and agile Arabian horse. Although it has failed for a long time and does not meet the aesthetics of any professional Jockey Club, its shoulder height is 1.73 meters, but it has truly won the warm love of "so high and high".

call out!

A bright whistle passed through the falling snowflakes and passed through all directions. In the absence of two bills, a loud neighing sounded from afar. At the same time, a horse that had already turned white all over rushed out of the snow curtain and stopped.

"Erbai, let's go home!"

The horse ran to Wen Xu's side, gently rubbed Wen Xu's body with his huge head, then stretched out his mouth and bit Wen Xu's clothes on Wen Xu's back a few times. This was Erbai's way of expressing intimacy. I have to say that Wen Xu was full of surprises today. He put this guy in the space for so long, and he actually gave him such a big surprise as soon as he pulled out. Erbai pulled the sledge more powerful than Big Brown. Big Brown would occasionally think about taking a little lazy. Erbai should be much more diligent. Of course, Erbai's diligence is only compared to Big Brown. Compared to Big Brown, it is much worse.

"Uncle, wait for me and take me home too."

Seeing Wen Xu leaving, Wen Guangjun immediately waved his hand and shouted loudly, and ran towards Wen Xu's sledge.

"Uncle, wait for us!"

Behind Wen Guangqun, there were a group of men from Wenjia Village who had already finished their shift and rushed towards Wen Xu.

After a moment, the warm double sledge was not only filled with people, but also three were standing on the slippery legs.

"Erbai, get there!"

Wen Xu had no reins, no bridles or other things. He only had the chest strap of the cart and two wide cloth straps connected to the cart. When Erbai heard Wen Xu's voice, he immediately kicked his hind legs hard, and the sled slowly moved slowly. When the resistance was slipped, Erbai naturally trotted.

"Hey, I said, uncle, it's fine if your Erbai monster is fine, why are your relatives so weird?" Wen Guangli, who was sitting in the car, remembered something and said.

Wen Xu knew this matter was caused by Shi Shangzhen's annoying little nephew.

This is also simple. I don’t know what crazy about the middle school boy who was playing games with his mobile phone all day. Suddenly, he liked to herd sheep, and said that he wanted to live a pastoral and pastoral life, and then he came out to herd sheep for others every day!

It's really a sheep!

Maybe because he didn't like Wen Xu, the kid chose to let the sheep from Wen Shigui's family go out early in the morning to help drive the sheep, and then followed the flock of sheep all day, and drove the sheep back to the circle at night.

Originally, Wen Xu and everyone thought that this child was just trying to be fresh, and as soon as the spirit passed, he went home honestly. Who knew that this was almost a month old. As the New Year was about to be celebrated, the child was still so busy every day, which made everyone, including the teacher, think that the grandson had fallen into something evil.

"I heard that my second uncle has a big head now!" Wen Guangjun said with a smile.

Wen Shigui must have a headache. This is the grandson of the teacher. It would be so embarrassing to let him come over to herd sheep. Besides, it would be appropriate to give it. Besides, he is not a person who is short of money. Even if he has entered the phone and his grandfather is still there, the family is traveling with luxury cars and wearing gold and jade, but if you have to give it too much, Wen Shigui will definitely not be happy. It would be strange if Wen Shigui is willing to give a few adults such a child.

"The old man said it and said, just give it to him. In the end, the old man asked the second uncle to give the shepherd money, which is more than 1,200 yuan a month," Wen Guangda replied.

Wen Xu just kept his ears and didn't say anything. He couldn't see through this child Wen Xu. He seemed to have a stubborn mind. Wen Xu seemed to have a little autism. Of course, this was what Wen Xu thought in his heart and did not tell others. The only thing he had told Shi Shangzhen once, and he was stared at by his wife for a long time.

"It's strange, but this kid does a good job, it's better than playing games at home all day," said Wen Xu.

"Yes! What can this game do?"

"Hey, you're wrong. Now the game is very profitable."

"Yes, I saw a news yesterday when I watched TV and got a bonus of $200,000."

"So what? This thing can never be achieved in my life."

Wen Xu listened to a group of people talking about the mountains in his ears, and he looked at the village getting closer and closer, running the train all over his mind, thinking about his wife's weird little cousin and nephew.

Before he arrived at the entrance of the village, Wen Xu saw two people standing on the road, one was Qin Zhuangping and the other was Qin Zhuangping's old man - Lao Qintou.

Wen Xu gently drank Erbai, and the sledge slid to the next to the two men. Wen Xu got down the sledge: "I said Zhuangping, your father didn't even say anything to me today, go and drink at home."

Lao Qintou said, "I didn't mean to come here. I'm not going to have a big market in Changping Town today. I'm going to buy something in Changping Town, but I didn't get anything, so I'll come over to see my son."

"Okay, you won't be polite anymore. Go home to have a drink." Wen Xu immediately pulled Lao Qin and said.

Qin Zhuangping said, "No, Brother Xu, we two can eat a little bit of it. My father also cut pork head meat and got a fish."

"Put these things down, wait until you're eating them in the evening. Listen to me at noon today and go to my house! Let's have two drinks!" Wen Xu smiled and grabbed Lao Qin's arm and refused to let go.

It’s not that Wen Xu’s temperament has changed, but that both Mr. Qin are honest. Every time he comes, he has to work hard for a few days. Wen Xu gives money, so he doesn’t want it. Wen Xu has to come and drink a drink every time. Naturally, this entertainment is done with all his energy.

"Okay, I promise you. Every time I come, I will make you spend money." Lao Qin nodded and agreed.

"Okay, then I'll wait for you at home!" Wen Xu then let go.

At this time, Lao Qin turned his eyes to Erbai and praised: "What a good horse!"

When his eyes fell on Erbai Xiaoding Ding, he asked in surprise: "Is there no slander?"

"When I came, I was not yet at the age of a silence, and now I am quite obedient to use it, so it doesn't matter if I am a silence or not," Wen Xu replied.

Whether it is military horses or labor-working horses, generally speaking stallions must be rude. In history, we have introduced many horse breeds to improve domestic horses, but the success was not achieved because good horses are loved by nobles throughout the dynasties. Tall and heroic horses have been rude to become mounts under the powerful and not rude to become stallions, just like the famous Lu Bu and Guan Yu's mounts, the Red Rabbit is a rude horse. So when Lao Qin saw Erbai, who was warm and pulled the sled, he naturally showed a curious expression.

"That's good, that's good!"

Wen Xu heard him say a few words in a row, but he couldn't figure out what's good about it, but Wen Xu understood the next sentence.

"Wait until I borrow a seed for me next year?" Old Qin said, looking at Wen Xu.

"What's the point of success? Just bring the horse here," said Wen Xu.

When he heard Wen Xu agree, Lao Qin immediately took down a plastic bag of vegetables hanging on the bicycle faucet and stuffed them into Qin Zhuangping's hand: "You go first, I'll go to the town and come."

After saying that, Wen Xu and Qin Zhuangping replied, he picked up his bicycle, stepped on and rode hard. After a while, the clear back was so clear that the snowflakes couldn't see clearly.

Qin Zhuangping shouted afterwards: "Dad, be careful on the road, snow slid!"
Chapter completed!