Salted Fish Dad, Passive Farming

Chapter 51 Female German Shepherd, Wine Uncle Liu Maolin

The knife was raised and lowered, and the knife was raised and lowered, slashing all the way from Nantianmen to...

When Ji Ran was slashing vigorously, a figure quickly passed through the bushes, thorns and vines, and rushed towards him in the blink of an eye.

Standing a few meters away from him, a pair of eyes stared at him with hostility.

He grinned, revealing two rows of sharp teeth, and let out a low roar from his throat.

Looking at the looted object, Ji Ran couldn't help being stunned.

The person who came was a dog or a German shepherd.

A large amount of fresh blood was stained on the corner of its mouth and face, and it was unknown whether it was its own or...

The skin of this German Shepherd is similar to that of Wang Zai.

Speaking of the skin, the German shepherds seem to look almost the same, anyway, Ji Ran is often foolish and can't tell the difference.

Its height and body length are one version smaller than Wang Zai's, and its body structure is not that strong, but it looks exceptionally strong, with very clear muscle lines on its four dog legs.

Ji Ran realized something, lowered his gaze, and glanced between the dog's hind legs, okay, it really is a female German Shepherd!
That's right, a big bitch.

At this moment, the four legs of this big bitch were bent at the knees, the center of gravity was sinking, and she was ready to pounce.

It bared its teeth and grinned like a wild wolf in the jungle, showing off its ferocity.

Ji Ran has no doubts at all, it may attack him at any time.

"Good dog, your name is Yihu, right? Yihu, don't get excited."

It was the first time in his life that he encountered the current situation. Ji Ran said that it was a lie that he was not nervous. He swallowed and tried to calm the bitch's emotions. The 'sharp weapon' in his hand was tight and tight.

I'm not so worried about what the dog can do to him, but I'm afraid I'll hurt it.

The 'sharp weapon' cutting iron is not a joke.

Ji Ran is confident that it won't be difficult to deal with this dog if he really does it.

……

"Wang Wang..."

A man and a dog were facing each other, and the situation was very tense and on the verge of breaking out.At the critical moment, another dog came quickly.

This time it's no longer another dog, it's Wang Zai.

Wang Zai's face and body were also stained with a lot of blood. He swung his hips and swung his tail, came to Ji Ran and rubbed against Ji Ran.

Then he barked softly at the female German Shepherd again.

I don't know what it expressed, but the big bitch gradually let go of its hostility.

Wang Zai walked towards the bitch, his eyes were gentle, and the dog's head wanted to touch the big bitch's head.

The big bitch didn't even shake it, but turned around and left.

Bark, the hot face stuck a cold butt.

Wang Zai looked aggrieved, looked helplessly at the bitch heading for the depths of the forest, and then looked at Ji Ran for help.

"A good girl is afraid of stalking a man, so go ahead and show off your dog-licking spirit to the fullest, and I guarantee you'll be able to hug the bitch back home."

Ji Ran could see that Wang Zai seemed to be fascinated by this bitch, so he instigated him.

It's good for Wang Zai to find a partner, maybe he will abduct the bitch back one day, and get another litter of puppies by the way.

This is really possible.

Hey hey hey.

I don't know if Wang Zai understood the meaning of Ji Ran's words. Anyway, the bitch tilted his head and thought about it for a while, and then he chased after him.

As soon as he caught up, the dog's nose went straight to the crotch of the bitch.

It's very common for dogs to behave like this, but Wang Zai's behavior was a bit jarring in Ji Ran's eyes.

In broad daylight, can you restrain yourself?
Ji Ran walked forward on his own, more and more curious about what happened just now, who is that old man?

……

Walked about 200 meters forward.

Ji Ran saw an old man squatting there on a small slope in front of him, with a bow and a quiver beside him.

At this moment, the old man was waving a sharp hunting knife in his hand, click, click, click.

Lying on the ground was a wild second senior brother who was already over [-] kilograms.

Ji Ran concluded that the blood stains on the bitch and Wang Zai came from the wild boar.

It was probably the old man and the bitch who worked together to kill him, but I don't know if Wang Zai had any strength when he ran over.

The old man concentrated on performing the decomposition surgery on the second senior brother.

The big bitch was by his side, wagging her tail slightly, licking the splashed bits of meat and bones.

Wang Zai circled around the big bitch, rubbing against the bitch's body from time to time, and leaning towards her crotch from time to time.

The bitch moved impatiently several times and bared her teeth.

Wang Zai fully demonstrated what it means to be sloppy and what it means to really lick a dog...

……

Ji Ran continued to move forward.

When he was about to approach the scene, the old man turned his head and glanced at him, and said indifferently, "Is that wolfhound yours?"

"Yes, his name is Wang Zi."

Ji Ran looked at the old man.

The old man was about 65 years old. He was wearing an old gray Chinese tunic suit that had been washed until the collar turned white. On his feet was a pair of new black cloth shoes.

Although he was squatting, Ji Ran could tell that he was very tall and strong.

He has a square face, a hooked nose, two thick and thick eyebrows that have been dyed with Huashuang, a pair of deep and cold eyes, and a black birthmark on his right cheek under the temple.

Ji Ran felt that the old man looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he met him.

"This dog is not bad. After some experience, it is stronger than a winged tiger, not weaker."

The old man praised Wang Zai twice and then stopped talking.

He waved the hunting knife in his hand and chopped hard, trying to separate a pig's hind leg.

The crumbs flew, and after a while, he chopped off the leg meat and threw it to Ji Ran, "This is your dog's share. Take it, take your dog, let's go."

Looking at the leg of wild boar under his feet, Ji Ran was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that Wang Zai also deserved credit for daring to kill this wild boar.

Ji Ran humbly said, "I don't want wild pork..."

The old man had a poker face, as if Ji Ran owed him hundreds of millions, "Take it if you tell me."

The old man's tone cannot be evaded, Ji Ran can only choose to accept, "Then... okay."

"Aren't you taking the meat away?" Seeing that Ji Ran didn't move, the old man's expression was displeased.

Ji Ran didn't answer his question, and asked tentatively, "Uncle, have we met somewhere?"

The old man ignored his words and seemed to regard him as nothing.

At this point, Ji Ran finally figured out that this was an old man with a very strange personality. Which village near Lingshan did he come from?

The old man didn't like him, so Ji Ran had no choice but to search the memory in his mind hard.

One by one, faces blurred in the passage of time flashed like slides, Ji Ran tried to capture them, and took a seat with the old man in front of him...

After a while, after consuming a lot of brain cells, a face finally met.

"Uncle Jiu?"

Ji Ran looked shocked and a name blurted out from his mouth.

Ji Ran remembered that this strange old man was Liu Maolin, the only bartender in the village.

Liu Maolin went out to seek a way out more than 20 years ago. When he returned a few years later, his temperament changed drastically... Later, he ran away from Jiangbian Village and moved into a mountain stream somewhere in Lingshan.

After moving away, the wine uncle still makes wine, but the output has dropped sharply, and the quality has leapt.

The wine he produced has made drinkers from all over the world salivate. If they want to buy it, it depends on the mood of the wine uncle.

Basically, few people can successfully buy his wine.

Later, Uncle Jiu simply stopped selling it to the outside world.

Last time, Uncle Liu Hanshan had an idea for Little Wangzai and wanted him to use his keen sense of smell to help him find snakes.

At dinner that day, Uncle Eight came to Ji Ran's house with a small jar of Uncle Jiu's wine, unexpectedly attracting all the old alcoholics in the village...

In the end, the eighth uncle failed to catch the chicken and lost the rice, beating his chest and stamping his feet, regretting it too late.

Ji Ran never expected that he would meet a strange old man like Uncle Jiu here.

Wait a minute, Uncle Jiu lives in a certain stream in Lingshan, isn't it the Qingxi stream that he was going to?

……

"Which village are you from?" Suddenly hearing Ji Ran's address to him, Uncle Liu Maolin finally spoke, his expression softening somewhat.

Ji Ran hurriedly said, "I'm from Jiangbian Village."

"Jiangbian Village, Jiangbian Village..." Liu Maolin looked in the direction of the village, dazed, and muttered to himself, not knowing what he was thinking.

After being stunned for a few minutes, Liu Maolin shook his head, and without saying a word, he bowed his back, slung his quiver over his shoulder, and swung a hunting knife to chop off a few sections of vines, and put them on the scabbard at his waist. middle one plug...

Tie the divided wild boar viscera with rattan, one in each hand.

The items weighing dozens of kilograms seemed to be carried easily in his hands. He strode towards the Qingxi Stream.

The bitch Maverick followed closely behind him.

Wang Zai wanted to continue chasing and licking, but Ji Ran stopped him.

　"Daddy, Farming" was eliminated miserably in the first round of recommended follow-up PK, and it will be naked next week.

　　Heartbroken.

　　Lao Miao knows that the folks have tried their best.

　　Lao Miao also knew that the root of the reason was that Lao Miao didn't write well.

　　Alas, this is the end of the matter, let's not talk about these useless things, let's talk about it later.

　　The story will definitely continue, and there will still be two consecutive updates.

　　No matter what the results will be on the shelves in the future, Lao Miao will try his best to tell the story well and finish it.

　　This is the attitude of the old meow.

　　Then, there are still a lot of folks who voted for the monthly ticket recommendation today. Lao Miao thank you for your support.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)