slack farmer in the wasteland

Chapter 430 Howling
Shang Qingyun and his group returned to the camp with exhausted bodies. As soon as they entered the camp, they felt that their noses smelled a tempting sweet fragrance.

After lightly sucking her nose twice, the old lady Fan Xiaoxia opened her mouth and asked, "Did you get the honey?"

"No way?" A student looked at Cang Hai and the others sitting by the campfire in surprise.

Pingan said proudly: "It's hard, we not only got it, but also got a box full of it. When tomorrow, the second brother will take us to continue to get a box, saying that we have returned to the village. Every household You can get one or two bottles, and drinking it with boiled water is good for your health... ".

Listening to Ping An's rambling about honey, Shang Qingyun signaled his students to feed the animals, while he sat down beside the bonfire.

He patted Ping An lightly: "Xiao Ping An, pour me a cup of honey water, see what you said, let me, an old man, taste the taste of wild honey water!"

Ping An hummed, and went to get honey water with a smile.

Cang Hai looked at Ping'an and said with a smile, "Ping'an, get some more, give them a taste!"

Shang Qingyun looked at Cang Hai and asked: "Get everything ready?"

Cang Hai shook his head: "I still don't want it. If all the bees are taken down, the bees will have to move. I plan to get another box tomorrow. I guess there will be about half of it left. If this is the case, the beehives will still be there. That is to say, I won’t move anymore, and I’ll wait for another batch of honey to be raised, and I’ll get some when I want to eat.”

Hearing what Cang Hai said, Shang Qingyun nodded in satisfaction: "That's the truth!"

Wen Yiyi asked at this moment: "Master Shang, when are we going back to the village?"

"Two or two days later," Shang Qingyun said, "I have to set up all the cameras I brought here before I can go back."

"You are a bit unkind. If you just tell me to come, I will come. Who would have known that you would lie to me? Don't you know that my daughter-in-law is still pregnant?" Wen Yiyi looked at Mr. Shang Qingyun and said.

Shang Qingyun was a little embarrassed, and explained to Wen Yiyi: "Isn't there no way, I promise you now, how about going back the day after tomorrow?"

Pingan took a piece of honey, and carefully cut it into several small pieces with a knife. Everyone put a small piece in the small tea mug beside the fire, and then picked up the pot from the side of the fire. Fill all the glasses with water.

Taking Shang Qingyun's bosom to the old man's hands, he sat down beside the bonfire peacefully and honestly, watching old man Shang drinking honey water, waiting for the old man to sigh.

Wen Yiyi looked at Mr. Shang Qingyun and sighed. Now that everyone is here, it’s useless to say anything else. Wen Yiyi can’t go back alone. Even if he wants to go back alone, he doesn’t have the ability. Sighing, I complained to the old man in my heart.

A student of Fashion Qingyun came over and asked Wen Yiyi: "How did you knock down these beehives? We watched it for a while and couldn't figure out a way."

As soon as Shang Qingyun heard it, he blew his beard and stared and said: "It turns out that you were thinking about getting honey yesterday, and I said why the task has been delayed until very late, so don't do it in the future. Our main task is work, not here to swim. Playing with mountains and rivers!"

As soon as the student heard it, he immediately put on a look of listening to the teacher with his hands tied: "I see, teacher!"

"Okay, I won't talk about you guys anymore, hurry up and work, it's almost the New Year's Eve, if you go back earlier to celebrate the New Year with your family!" Shang Qingyun has nothing to do with his own students Method.

Wen Yiyi bowed his head and continued to carve the boomerang in his hand. The boomerang he made during the day was a bit careless and too rough, which caused Cang Hai to make many mistakes.

The so-called worker wants to do a good job, he must first sharpen his tools!
So when they came back, Cang Hai discussed with Wen about the boomerang issue, and the two waited for the meal to be finished before they began to polish the new boomerang, while waiting for people like Shang Qingyun to come back for dinner.

Hearing the student's question, Wen Yiyi raised the boomerang in his hand: "This is what we used to get the honeycomb down."

"Boomerang?"

Mr. Shang Qingyun glanced at the things in Wen Yiyi's hand and opened his mouth to speak.

"You still know this?" Wen Yi asked with a smile.

Shang Qingyun curled his lips, and said disdainfully: "If I haven't seen this thing, I would have lived such a long life in vain. We didn't know how many times we played with this thing when we were young. It's the best roundabout I've ever seen. A good ticket player, he was a guy from Inner Mongolia when he was a guest in the inland! He played this game very well, and the thing seemed to be alive in his hands. I have never seen anyone play this thing so well people...".

As Shang Qingyun spoke, he began to miss the past.

After listening for a while, Cang Hai didn't want to listen anymore. He stood up and asked the students who were busy with their work: "Are you busy yet? Come over to eat when you're done!"

Ping An listened with gusto. For Ping An, all the stories are good, even the most meaningless ones, he can listen to them with great concentration. When he heard Cang Hai calling for dinner, Ping An looked at Cang Hai a little bit. .

"Wait a minute, let old man Shang finish the speech, okay?"

Cang Hai looked at Ping An's appearance, and had no choice but to say: "Listen while eating, don't you still try to listen to the story and eat and eat the food into your nose?"

After saying "Ping An", he stood up with Cang Hai and prepared to serve everyone a meal. When he stood up, he said to Shang Qingyun: "Old man Shang, wait until I come to talk about it!"

Mr. Shang Qingyun is now talking about his life, how could he not agree to Ping An's proposal, and neither Cang Hai nor Wen Yiyi seems to be interested in his story.

"Okay, everyone, let's eat first! Have you fed the animals well? After feeding, come and eat first. Don't tidy up those things. It's not too late to tidy up after eating," Shang Qingyun said to his students.

After hearing this, the students put down their work, gathered around the bonfire one by one, stretched out their heads and asked, "What's for dinner tonight?"

"Rice is served with radish stew. There is still a little yellow mutton left from last time. Today it is all stewed!" Cang Hai said to the students while scooping up the vegetables in the pot.

At the beginning, there were two or three dishes. Since entering the valley, every meal is one dish, and the big guy has nothing to choose. If ten dishes can be collected in the village, but here is a hot meal There's nothing to complain about when you're full.

What's more, Cang Hai's stewed meat is full of color, fragrance, and taste. Guan Jian is a bit spicy. Even if there is no meat, soaking rice in hot soup can also warm people up. As the old saying goes, eat in winter Radishes eat ginger in summer, and there is a saying that radishes compete with ginseng in winter. There is nothing to complain about such a pot of vegetables in the wilderness.

A group of people held bowls in their hands and ate around the bonfire, chatting quietly while eating, as for Ping An, they got close to the old man, the old and the young were chatting warmly, the old told stories, The little one listened with pricked ears.

Cang Hai and Wen Yiyi were chatting in low voices, as for the group of students, they were devouring the food in their bowls and had no interest in talking at all.

After drilling in the woods for a day, all they think about now is to finish their meal quickly and hide in a rice sleeping bag for a good night's rest.

The time for a meal is not long, that is, about ten minutes. After eating, the students put all the instruments in place, added some food to the animals, and then went into the tent to sleep.

Half an hour later, Shang Qingyun's old couple also entered the tent. Only Cang Hai, Wen Yiyi and Pingan were not sleepy yet. The three of them scraped a box of honey a day. This kind of labor intensity is really not high, unlike Shang Qingyun. People like Qingyun drilled through the forest, and they were exhausted after a day. The three of them were energetic and could beat wolves now.

The three of them researched and improved the boomerangs together, and remade twelve boomerangs. Then Cang Hai tried the feel one by one, and adjusted immediately if he felt uncomfortable.

It was almost past nine o'clock when the three of them finished making twelve boomerangs.

A pot of water was boiled, each made a cup of honey water, Cang Hai and the others were about to go to bed after drinking, when they suddenly heard a roar from the forest.

Ow! !

This roar was so overwhelming that Cang Hai and the others knew it was the roar of a tiger. Even if they had never heard a real tiger roar, and had seen so many animals in the world, the tiger roar could still be heard. can be distinguished.

Ow!Ow!Ow!
The tiger in the forest roared a few more times, and one after another, it seemed that it was walking towards the camp.

Cang Hai and the others were listening attentively, when suddenly Shang Qingyun's voice came from behind.

"Tiger, where is the tiger?"

Such a sentence came suddenly, and the three of Cang Hai were taken aback.

The three of them were listening intently to the roar of the tiger at the moment, when the old man suddenly said something, of course it was scary!
When Cang Hai turned around, he was about to say a few words about the old man, but saw that the old man had already taken off his jacket and ran out wearing only thermal underwear, and immediately changed the topic from the old man's scaring people to his health.

"I said, old man, go back to the tent quickly, if you catch a cold like this, it will be terrible!" Cang Hai said.

At this time, Shang Qingyun also came back to his senses from the joy of the roaring of the tigers, saw that he had come out with some clothes on, and immediately went back.

Back in the tent, I put on my clothes in threes and fives, and couldn't wait to get out again.

Wen Yiyi saw that the old man's clothes were all buttoned wrongly, and the old man buttoned three of the five buttons wrongly on the whole coat. The whole coat was like a strange robe wrapped around the old man's body.

"Clothes, the clothes are wrongly buttoned," Wen Yiyi said.

"Tiger, why doesn't the tiger bark?" Shang Qingyun didn't care about his clothes at all, and asked the tiger's situation directly.

Cang Hai said: "Who knows, but there is a fire, so I don't think the tiger will attack the camp."

"I'm not afraid of it attacking the camp, I just want to photograph it, so that it proves that there are tigers here, and the next thing will be easy...".

Before the old man finished speaking, there was another roar of a tiger in the woods.

When the roar of the tiger sounded, Shang Qingyun immediately closed his mouth and listened with pricked ears. The students and his wife who had come out behind him all closed their mouths at this moment.

After listening to the old man Shang, he opened his mouth and said, "It's about a mile away from our camp, this one is closer than the last one...".

"Can you hear all this?" Cang Hai was a little surprised, he didn't know that the old man had such a skill.

Shang Qingyun said: "What am I doing! I have dealt with birds and beasts for most of my life. If I don't have this ability, I should wipe my neck."

At this time, another roar came.

"Let's go!" Shang Qingyun said.

After about ten minutes, the tiger stopped moving, and the whole camp gradually became lively.

"Teacher, our NO.13 camera is near there, I wonder if it is possible to take a picture of the tiger," a student said to Shang Qingyun.

Shang Qingyun nodded: "I hope, everyone will go back to sleep and wake up early tomorrow morning. At four o'clock, everyone will check the machines over there separately."

As soon as they heard that they got up at four o'clock, a group of students immediately had expressions of displeasure on their faces, but no one said anything, they just swayed their arms lazily and burrowed into the tent.

(End of this chapter)