Dad's Pastoral Life

Chapter 157 The Ugly Duckling

After a glimpse of the rabbit mantle, it disappeared like that, but it gave these archaeologists great talking points.

For so many years of archaeology, animal repayment has always existed only in legends, but today I actually saw it once.

It can be seen that animals are really spiritual.

One person said with a smile: "It's a pity, I didn't dare to move just now, otherwise, I would have taken a photo with a camera. How precious this shot is!"

The rest immediately echoed: Yes, yes, it would be great if it was photographed.

It's a pity that everyone didn't dare to move just now, for fear of shocking that little thing.

The accompanying photographer didn't say a word at this time, and went to see his machine.Then he shouted: "You don't have to be sorry, I got it."

Just now the photographer felt that the afterglow of the sunset was quite beautiful, and the scenery of the surrounding fields was excellent. The tired birds were returning to their nests, and the scenery was picturesque.It also happened that everyone was very excited and sang, and they thought it was very good, so they took pictures.

When filming started, he didn't notify anyone.

This kind of lens can only be shot realistically if you don't know it.

So, almost at that time, the camera has been standing there, directional shooting.

And the rabbit mandarin ghost ghost Chongchong got out from behind the rock, ran to Cheng He, put down the food and ran away, all of which were photographed.

Everyone immediately moved towards his camera, and it was true!

Everyone was photographed inside, the movements were real, the shooting angles were natural, and the cats were clearly photographed.

"Okay, you! It's a good shot! I want to credit you today!" Several people praised.

After a while of excitement, all the archaeologists suggested about the wild mountain mouse sent by the rabbit cat: "Eat it, don't disappoint that little thing."

Wild mountain rats live by eating tree roots in the mountains, and also eat the roots of some plants. Basically, there is no problem.In previous years, when there was no food to eat, people would order some to eat.

It's just that the quantity is small now, and it's troublesome to go into the mountains, so I only get something to eat during the slack season, after all, it is also a meat dish.

This stuff is edible.

As long as it's cleaned and cooked thoroughly, there's nothing wrong with it.

Cheng He was good at this. He used a hatchet to pluck the wild mountain rats, washed them in a stream, picked them up with tree branches, and roasted them on the fire.

When I entered the mountain, I prepared to spend the night, so naturally I brought seasonings.

After a while, the crispy roasted, oily wild mountain rat smell came out.

The person sitting in the lower air outlet sniffed and said, "It smells so good! Game is game, so delicious!"

The rest of the people slipped over immediately, huddled together in the downwind, smelling the fragrance.

The sun lost its last ray, the moon was high, the sky was full of stars, and the mountain rat was roasting.

After plucking and removing the belly, the wild mountain rat weighs less than two catties, and it is not very big after roasting. There are so many people that it is not enough.Someone took out a small chopping board and said, "Just cut everything, taste it, and taste it."

Cheng He took his big hatchet and cut the roasted meat into dozens of small pieces on the chopping board.

Not to mention, it was so crispy that even the bones could be cut.

Everyone pushed each other, got a piece of meat, put it in their mouths and tasted it.

Wild meat is different from the meat bought in the market. The meat is firm and has more fat. After being roasted crispy, the meat inside is still quite tender.

One bite, the juice flowed on the tip of the tongue, mixed with various condiment powder seasonings, just right to stimulate people's taste buds, feel that this kind of barbecue is really different.

Cheng He ate a piece himself and felt pretty good.

A total of more than a dozen pieces of meat were cut, and each person could eat almost two pieces.

Everyone thought it was inconceivable that the meat they ate just now was actually delivered by a mandarin rabbit.

The autumn wind at night is slightly cool, but with the fire, especially after eating hot barbecue just now, everyone feels warm and comfortable.

Sitting idle was boring, and due to their occupations, they chatted about tomorrow's destination again.Everyone is guessing, if it is really a cemetery, who would be buried there?
It is not very close to the village, and it is not convenient to walk. What kind of person would build a tomb there?

If it is an ordinary civilian, it is impossible to leave any mark, and it will not be immortal after so many years.

If it is a person with status, such a place is too remote, right?

However, having said that, people nowadays think this place is remote, maybe it was quite prosperous in ancient times.They can only draw conclusions after they have verified it themselves.

In fact, there were indeed many people in ancient times who liked to build their tombs in the mountains, and according to Mr. Wu, the feng shui here is good, so it can be seen that the owner of the tomb should be very particular.

After chatting for a while, everyone felt exhausted, so they went to rest in their tents.

Cheng He also entered his tent.

I don't know how the child is doing. Is he sleeping or crying now?

Just as she was about to make a call to Zhao Sizai, her call came.

Zhao Sizai said in a tired voice, "Come on, tell the child a story. What's the matter? It happens every time. The more I tell her the story, the more sober she becomes!"

Cheng He asked: "Is she still asleep?"

"No, it's early! During the day, you said it well. As soon as you get to bed and sleep with your eyes closed, you know how to lie...you little liar!" Zhao Sizai's voice.

"Gegege..." The little girl's mischievous voice came through the microphone of the mobile phone. Cheng He listened, and his heart felt warm for no reason, as if she was by his side.

He seemed to have seen that little girl squirming on the bed while avoiding Zhao Sizai's tickling.

There was a smile on his lips.

Zhao Sizai's voice: "Little girl, come here, let your father tell you a story, he will put you to sleep, okay? I'm really afraid of you."

"Father..." the little girl drew out her voice.

"Hey..." Cheng He replied loudly, and then asked, "Baby, why don't you go to bed? Dad is already asleep."

"Father, where are you now? Did you find anything?" Cheng Xinxin asked.

When Cheng He left, he had already told her that he was going to dig in the mountains, and he didn't know what treasures he would find, so the little girl was looking forward to it.

In her mind, it seemed like an interesting game.

If she didn't think she was playing an interesting game, she would definitely stick to her father and go with her.

Cheng He said: "We haven't reached the place to dig the baby yet! But, baby, Dad wants to tell you something that you never think of."

As soon as Cheng Xinxin heard about something strange, her curiosity was aroused immediately, and she asked, "Dad, what is it? Did you see a flying insect?"

Cheng He: "..."

Flying bugs are weird things?
He said, "Honey, do you still remember, the last time we were here, we saved a manul?"

Cheng Xinxin's memory was recalled, she thought about it, and said, "I remember."

Children's memory is not so long, it is not important, and they may forget it after a few days.But this thing is quite special, so when she recalls it, she immediately remembers it.

She remembered that the hare's hind leg was injured, and it was her father who saved it.

Dad is the best!
Cheng He said: "Honey, that manul recognized Dad today, and it even took out its dinner, and invited Dad to eat..."

"Ah..." Cheng Xinxin opened her mouth wide in curiosity.

Rabbit cat invites dad to eat?
Eat something?

eat... huh?

I really want to eat it.

She asked: "Father, what did the rabbit cat treat you to eat?"

"Hmm... barbecue! Delicious barbecue!" Cheng He said.

Cheng Xinxin's saliva was already drooling, and she smacked her lips as she imagined the dinner that the rabbit cat would treat her father to.

"Father...then did you keep it for me?" the little girl asked expectantly.

Cheng He looked at the bones that had just been eaten and thrown outside through the tent, and said, "Keep it, and I will bring it back to you the day after tomorrow. Take it back with the things Dad dug up."

Let's hunt another one tomorrow and bring it to her. Even if I keep today's one, it will still be cold and not tasty.

The little girl nodded vigorously, as if her father could see it, and said expectantly: "Yes."

Cheng He said again: "Then it's getting late, you go to bed first, and dad will go digging tomorrow, and then call you, okay?"

Cheng Xinxin rolled on the bed and said, "No, I want you to tell me a story."

Cheng He said: "Father can tell stories, you have to lie down..."

The little girl immediately got into bed obediently and said, "I'll lie down!"

"Close your eyes again."

The little girl followed suit, as if her father was beside her, and said, "Shut it up."

Zhao Si was lying on the other side of the bed, watching exhaustedly, she was secretly surprised, how could this child be so obedient?

But you just don't listen to yourself!

Think about how long she coaxed this child?Let her lie down obediently, she just likes to make a fuss.

Cheng He began to tell her a story: "A long time ago, there was a duck lying on the side of the haystack, waiting for its baby to be born..."

This is the story of "The Ugly Duckling". Cheng Xinxin has heard it countless times.

The little girl listened quietly, and immediately interjected: "Father, our family also has an egg, and it is about to be born..."

What she was talking about was the wild goose egg that she picked up.

Cheng He said: "Yes, our eggs are about to be born. The mother duck was by the haystack, watching her babies being born one by one, but after many days, the last duck came out of the eggs." out of the shell..."

Cheng He told it slowly, he had told this story at least dozens of times, and he knew it by heart.

Cheng Xinxin's breathing gradually became even, and she seemed to be snoring slightly.

Zhao Sizai picked up the phone and exclaimed in a low voice: "My God, I have been talking for two hours, but this chick just refuses to sleep. You made me sleep so soundly in less than 10 minutes. My God! I The "Ugly Duckling" you talked about is not an ugly duckling?"

Cheng He smiled slightly and said, "It's really hard for you today."

Zhao Sizai yawned and said, "I won't talk to you anymore, I'm almost exhausted, I'll go to bed first, this girl can really make trouble..."

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