Song Yuanhuanzhi

Chapter 79
The water level of the river in the mountain finally dropped a lot, and Song Huan could barely swim through it.

Fu Yuanzhi followed closely behind.

He went into the mountain this time, not only rejoicing that Song Huan's siblings survived safely, but also had an idea of ​​Song Huan's hunting range.

Originally, she thought that the largest area would be within this river, but she never expected that she would have to cross the other side of the river to open up new territories.

What can Fu Yuanzhi do?
follow along.

Song Huan inadvertently found the traces left by the animals when he was moving forward.

Now is the dry season, just not far from the river.

There will be some small animals foraging nearby, and the traces she just found were left by them.

Song Huan planned to set a trap nearby.

Make a very practical, but very simple trap.

All you need is a few sticks and a string.

Choose a small tree that is about as thick as a little finger, and try the elasticity first. If the elasticity is right, break off the upper half of the tree trunk and discard it.

Tie the rope to the just-broken branch of the young tree so that the branch and the root form an arc.

Take the appropriate length for the rope.

Tie a single loop on the end of the rope.

Insert a barb made of a branch into the ground.

The trigger lever is placed under the barb with a snare made of rope on it.

Because this stick is relatively thin, and the color of the rope used is also close to the trunk.

It's still hidden from a distance, so there's no need to cover it up too much.

Of course, it would be better to put some bait later.

But now she has no bait yet, so she can only do this first.

Song Huan tried the trigger lever.

After confirming that there is no problem, it went around to the other side and moved forward again.

Fu Yuanzhi silently followed behind.

In fact, he didn't have to follow.

But he didn't want to.

He has been absent for a year. If he returns at a time different from hers and doesn't work hard to gain a sense of presence, then what is the point of his coming back?
It's better to stay in Fucheng and copy books to make money.

Although Fu Yuanzhi is taller and has a sense of security, he has been studying during his time at the government school and rarely has the opportunity to exercise.

Entering the forest suddenly, going uphill and downhill, and crossing the river, Fu Yuanzhi was very tired.

Song Huan saw that Fu Yuanzhi was struggling to hold on, and slowed down specially, telling him to rest where he was and wait for him, but this man had to follow.

Song Huan couldn't understand the brain circuit of this person.

It is said that a woman's heart is a needle in the bottom of the sea, and a man's heart is not bad, and he can't figure it out.

Seeing that Fu Yuanzhi didn't say anything, Song Huan knew that he couldn't bear it because his legs were so weak that he was about to fall.

Song Huan went straight forward and walked horizontally, walking around the mountainside, and stopped going up.

As he walked, Song Huan keenly heard the faint sound of water flowing.

Song Huan speeded up.

To the eye, yellow leaves and dead branches are staggered on the smooth rocks attached to the moss, and the rotten dead leaves are deposited in the small stream.

The naturally winding creek flows slowly from the top of the mountain and extends down the mountain.

Song Huan stepped up and reached the edge of the stream.

The cool water flows over the palm of the hand, and the sticky feeling on the hand disappears instantly.

Fu Yuanzhi saw that Song Huan was waiting for him in front of him, so he followed quickly.

It may be because of the stream, or the rotten leaves, and the ground next to it is relatively wet.

Fu Yuanzhi didn't pay attention, his foot slipped, and he fell to the ground together with his back basket. One of Fu Yuanzhi's legs also fell into the stream, and the water was muddy.

Fu Yuanzhi, "..."

He heard the unrestrained laughter not far away.

This sense of presence is brushed up, right?

Before Fu Yuanzhi had time to take the next step, he felt pain in his calf.

I saw him sitting sideways on the ground and lifting his wet legs.

A purple mountain crab is swinging in the air like a swing between his pants.

Fu Yuanzhi was about to shake it off when he heard Song Huan say, "Don't, don't, don't!"

When Fu Yuanzhi heard Song Huan's words, he immediately stopped his movements and stiffened his legs, not daring to move.

Song Huan pinched the mountain crab's abdomen, pulled it off, and said in surprise, "There are mountain crabs here!"

The bottom limbs of mountain crabs have staggered purple lines, and the limbs are slender.

This kind of mountain crab in the deep mountains can not be seen all the time, it can only be found in the summer rainy season.

However, it can happen occasionally.

Today is the latter.

Fu Yuanzhi put his legs down, silently cleaned up the dirt, and asked, "To eat?"

The mountain crab struggled to pinch Song Huan, but unfortunately it was in vain. Song Huan said, "It's okay, but... it's a bit taxing to eat."

Said that Fei Ya is actually okay, mainly depends on the age of the mountain crab.

The older ones must have a harder shell, while the smaller ones are of course more brittle.

It has been deep-fried, crackling, and has a great taste.

Song Huan pulled out its pliers and threw its whole body into the basket.

"Come on, let's look around together to see if there are any crabs." Song Huan saw that Fu Yuanzhi was already like this anyway, and he didn't mind getting dirty, so he pulled him along.

Fu Yuanzhi nodded, "Okay."

While the two searched, Song Huan spread the word.

"Usually there are crabs under such rocks." Song Huan put his hand into the crevices of the rocks as he spoke.

Song Huan's fingers touched the cracks in the stone, and then excitedly said, "There is one!"

The excitement lasted for no more than three breaths, and Song Huan's voice dropped again, "I got in!"

Song Huan was not discouraged, and started to say to Fu Yuanzhi, "They usually like to stay in places with more dead leaves. If you turn over the stones, the water will be turbid and you won't be able to see them. Saw it under the stone."

Of course, if you are not afraid of being caught by it, you can move the stone and touch it with your hands immediately.

"Mountain crabs also like to stay under these relatively large rocks. Use your fingers to probe it. When you touch it, it will either pinch you, or shrink back. When your fingers touch it, you can clearly feel it. Feel the sign of it shrinking back, that's a crab."

Song Huan also touched one while teaching the trick, his voice was clear and excited, "Hey, there is one here, and he got under the rock."

Song Huan secretly competed with this crab.

She felt that this crab should not be small, at least bigger than the one just delivered to the door.

Song Huan pushed the dead leaves away, and slowly felt them in the water with his hands, when he suddenly encountered a different tactile sensation, he moved quickly.

Sure enough, Song Huan pulled out a mountain crab that was not bad in size, raised it up and waved it at Fu Yuanzhi, squinted his eyes with a smile, and said lightly, "Catch it!"

The tone was a bit regretful, "Unfortunately, the other pliers was torn off, so I didn't bring it out."

Fu Yuanzhi looked fondly at Song Huan who was smiling happily.

Song Huan threw the crabs into the basket again, saw Fu Yuanzhi standing there in a daze, and urged, "Come together, we can catch as many as we can, and we have to return in half an hour."

Only then did Fu Yuanzhi come back to his senses, he hummed hastily, and quickly stretched his hand under the stone to grope.

Song Huan came to Fu Yuanzhi's side, took him upstream, and said, "It will be in a place where the water flow is relatively gentle, and a gentle place is more convenient for it to forage.

You can look it up here, I'll go to another place to have a look. "

After all, Song Huan went to the other side to see where there was dirt.

Mountain crabs make holes in the soil.

The hole can also be used to dig out crabs.

For a while, Fu Yuanzhi groaned in pain, and occasionally Song Huan cheered in surprise and excitement.

Two interlaced, simple and happy.

When I went back, I was full of harvest.

Among them, Fu Yuanzhi's contribution is not insignificant.

Using hands as bait, I caught many large and small fish.

It's just that the hands are a little red and swollen, and it looks a little pitiful and horrible...

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