Yo, grandpa is here

Chapter 87 There is no danger at all
Chen Qingqing led the team up the mountain, thinking all the way, what happened to Buli.

After thinking about it, I didn't understand it.

Today she deliberately asked Man Shan to rest at home for a day.

No one else in the village dared to talk about this incident, as if it had never happened, but when the patriarch went to the city to sell medicine, everyone would be able to share the money again, and everyone's emotions rose again.

A few women were discussing what to buy for the winter after they got rich, and the second aunt and Yu Cainiang were also in the mix, thinking about the expenses after getting the money.

"Grandma Zu, can we share more this time?" Second Aunt cheekily leaned over to the donkey cart and asked.

Sitting on the donkey cart, Chen Qingqing closed her eyes and was still thinking about how she could not leave without eating at night, and if he resisted, would she want to be a bully and force her bow.

Just when she was thinking happily, the second aunt's voice interrupted her train of thought.

"We must be able to score more points, you, I don't know." Chen Qingqing's words made the second aunt uneasy and a little angry.

The second aunt still wanted to ask, but Chen Qingqing didn't answer her anymore.

Close your eyes, rest your mind, and continue to think about the matter of having a baby at night.

On the mountain, Chen Qingqing divided the area for everyone, and the second aunt and Yu Cainiang went to lazy places where no one was there, just like in the past.

Chen Qingqing strolled around pretending to see that nothing happened, then climbed up with the basket on her back, and felt that something was wrong after taking two steps.

Looking back, Ermao and Dafa followed her like spirits behind her.

"You two don't collect herbs well, why follow me?"

"Grandpa Zu told us that we will go wherever Grandma Zu is going today."

Qingqing's heart was full of hehe.

Not far from this housekeeper, she has a lot of eyes!
"It's convenient for me to go, and you two have to follow? I'll tell my husband when I go back, you two are too bad!"

Er Mao made a big red face, and Da Fa had the same expression.

"Then let's call Yaoyao to accompany you." Dafa ran over to call for someone, and when he brought Yaoyao over, there was nowhere to be seen Chen Qingqing.

Only Ermao, who was tied to a tree, wanted to cry but had no tears.

The three looked at each other.

Chen Qingqing left the crowd, like a wild horse running wild, and climbed up the difficult cliff to avoid a few children chasing her.

She put on several slings, all of which were used to catch pheasants.

She and Buli came up to investigate before, and he judged based on experience that this generation is especially suitable for pheasant nests, and there must be a "chicken way".

Put the sling on the chicken road, put the bait that the pheasant likes to eat, and wait for the pheasant to put on the sling.

This kind of sling can trap small pheasants, and that's how the pheasant in Chen Qingqing's family got it before it could be killed.

There have been no hunters in Langshan for a long time, the vegetation coverage is high, and there are many small animals.

Chen Qingqing soon reached the first trap point and blew a whistle.

I didn't get a pheasant, but I got a hare. The fat rabbit was greedy for the bait that was scattered all over the place. It was probably strangled by the quilt while stealing it, and died of exhaustion.

"This poor bunny, hey, you can go away with peace of mind, I will let Buli cook for you carefully, really, the bunny is so cute, how can you set up a bunny."

Chen Qingqing took down the hare and put it in the basket, restored the sling to its original shape, and sprinkled peanuts as bait, feeling extremely proud.

Inseparable from this cunning guy, in order to prevent her from going up the mountain, he also hid the bait.

But she, Chen Qingqing, is not the kind of person who retreats when encountering some difficulties. If she has no conditions, she must create conditions.

She vaguely remembered that pheasants eat peanuts, so she took out a few handfuls of raw peanuts while she was inseparable. Even if you can't get pheasants, put some wild birds and roast them, it will be delicious.

Chen Qingqing went to the next point again.

A fat field mouse is trapped, and it is still alive.

Chen Qingqing stared at the field mouse for a long time.

She vaguely remembered that this thing seemed to be edible.

But I really can't talk about it.

If she brings this thing back, according to the temperament of her virtuous little husband, maybe she can cook a fried field mouse for her. After all, his culinary skills are already strong enough to make pumpkins that look like shit for her to eat. He probably can handle the smell that doesn't come out.

It's too sinful.

The big vole barked and grinned, and Chen Qingqing didn't want to get close to it.

If she was bitten and contracted the plague, she would be too wronged.

He simply didn't put the fat mouse down, and just bypassed it to the next trap point.

She and Buli have limited tools, and she does not yet have the ability to lay large traps, and the few sets she has made are all small traps.

A few points down, the harvest is not bad.

Except for a few traps whose bait was eaten and animals not caught, Chen Qingqing picked up two more pheasants.

The way to find chickens is too accurate, and the bait is good. The harvest is almost as good as that of an experienced hunter. He is really a wonderful person.

Qingqing reset the damaged trap, sprinkled peanuts, and returned back the same way with two pheasants and a hare on her back.

Before Buli left, she didn't take the warning "If you don't obey me, you won't let me get off the kang" at all.

Along the way, where is the risk?
She also had a good harvest.

For the sake of taking back all the prey, Buli would not argue with her, Chen Qingqing was justified.

If she listened to him, by the time the two came together tomorrow, the prey would not be fresh.

When I come with him tomorrow, I guess that hideous vole should be dead too. Maybe we can use the dead vole as bait and make a bigger trap. The carnivorous bait can trap large prey.

Chen Qingqing was thinking about it, and when she passed by the trap with the field mouse, she deliberately took a few extra glances.

Gone.

The sling was tied to a small tree, and the field mouse was gone.

To be precise, the small tree tied with the sling and the sling were all gone.

Chen Qingqing immediately raised her vigilance without taking a second look.

She was a few meters away from the original trap. She didn't go any closer, but tightened her grip on the basket, took a step back, and started to run.

The roar of a beast came from behind, Qingqing didn't turn her head, and after a few steps of run-up, she used her body's strength to climb up the tree.

A not-so-big wild boar galloped towards it at a fast speed.

As soon as Qingqing climbed to the first branch, the trunk shook, and the wild boar began to hit the tree.

If this is a thinner tree, it might be broken by it.

Qingqing instinctively chose the thickest one to climb. There were too many century-old trees in the mountain, and the wild boar howled as it bumped into it.

Qingqing climbed to a high place in a few strokes, and looked down, the wild boar slammed into the tree hard.

Thanks to her super strong sixth sense, she can't escape any hesitation.

Now she was sitting on a high place, and after a brief moment of amazement, her heart was full of regrets.

Look at this little wild boar, it's not too big, it should be just right for eating meat.

Because wild boars are not steers, their meat will be fishy when they grow up, and the young wild boars are just right for eating.

The wild boar below should be the culprit who ate the vole in her sling. It seems that it should be about seven or eight months old. After evaluating the combat effectiveness, Chen Qingqing decided to give up regretfully.

She didn't have any weapons at hand, so it was a little difficult to kill a half-sized wild boar with her bare hands.

　Others encounter a wild boar: ah, it's so scary, I almost lost my life!

　　Qingqing encounters wild boar: Ah, what a pity to lose braised wild pork, dried wild pork, wild pork dumplings, and the author's favorite stewed cabbage and pork vermicelli!

　　
　
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