My 1995 Small Farm

Autumn is getting thicker, but the sound of cicadas is still there.

 After getting the medical books for Wang Susu and stewing the newly bought pig's trotters, he returned to the village.

　　That night, Chen Ze and others stayed vigil to watch Qing. He deliberately kept his stomach empty and skipped dinner.

 After returning to the village, I made a large pot of crabs, fish and shrimps, saving them for dinner at night during the vigil in the wheat field.

 Crabs are in season right now.

 In addition, eating this food is the best way to kill time. It is also very atmospheric to sit around a fire and chat while eating with a slight breeze blowing.

There was indeed nothing going on that night.

 Last year, there were two people who kept watch at night, but they had their own thoughts.

 This year it was a happy one, and everyone was very enthusiastic.

 Chen Baoshuan, although his character was not very good in the past, was good at catching birds.

 In autumn, once the birds stop breeding, they begin to gain weight.

At this time every year, in the dead of night, this man would light up a lamp and carry a bamboo ladder and go out to block birds in unoccupied old houses.

As we all know, sparrows and turtle doves are lazy and stupid. Sparrows like to live in cracks in existing walls. Turtle doves can’t even build nests. Sometimes they just lie down and sleep under the eaves.

 At night, even if they were beaten, they would not even know how to escape.

 You can catch a large net bag in one night, and you won’t be able to catch it all.

That night he brought a bunch of birds and pigeons. The pigeons were braised with the marinade that Chen Ling had asked for before, and the birds were deep-fried.

That guy, paired with Chen Ling’s crab, fish and shrimp, is simply delicious.

 It’s just a little bit too much wine.

 But I am really happy eating.

 Everyone said that Chen Baoshuan had put in a lot of money this time.

They are all willing to fry them.

 Praise him so loud that his voice went up eight degrees.

 Have a special talk with Chen Ling and others.

 Speaking of these days, those who watch the green grass in the village have caught a lot of deer and deer, and some people have also caught muntjac.

 It is a little male muntjac.

Originally, I wanted to send them to Chen Ling's house to make a pair for Chen Ling's little mother.

 But who knew that this little thing was so timid.

　　I was frightened by the family dog ​​and the goose, which made me run around in the yard. I hit my head and was bleeding.

 Killed himself to death.

There is really nothing we can do, just send meat to Wang Cunye.

Chen Ling also knows that there are so many water towers.

He is like a king of children all day long, leading the children to have dinner at home. The parents, except for a few special families, are always thinking about Chen Ling if there are any strange things in the house.

 The corn cobs are edible, so bring them to him.

 When you catch prey, share some with others.

Even if the adults don’t say it, the children still remember their rich uncle.

So even if the prey was not seen on the spot, it would definitely belong to the Chen Ling family.

 There are a lot of grass and animals in the mountains this year.

 Big or small, very prosperous.

These days, the corn has gradually become hard. It is not as fragrant as when it was tender before, which can attract more wild animals to come down the mountain.

 But they did not go down the mountain.

People have nothing to do to watch the green grass at night, but they want to attract them to come down the mountain.

 At the foot of the mountain, pits were dug and salt nests were dug along the ditches of the corn fields, and traps were laid out.

There are many wild animals in the mountains. Even if there is no shortage of food, if they have trouble finding salt, they will look for salt everywhere.

Domestic animals must be licked with salt, and wild animals in the mountains cannot lack salt.

 Usually they can find salt to lick on the rocks high in the mountains.

 But how much salt is that?

How can there be enough wild animals to lick and eat it back and forth?

 In this way, in addition to necessary food, salt is also very attractive to them.

　　These guys who were watching the greens used salt nests to catch many deer.

It is said that Wang Juxiang’s family also trapped a wild sheep.

 But based on the relationship between his family and Chen Ling, there is no need to say more.

Today, naturally, Chen Ling and the others will not just sit around. In addition to necessary patrols, they have laid out many salt nests and traps.

Chen Ling knows better than anyone where the animal paths on the outskirts of the mountain forest are.

　　If he comes to set the trap, it will definitely gain more than anyone else.

 When I went to pick up the clips in the morning, I found that every part of the clips, covers, and salt nests were all right.

 Most of them are deer.

 Grass deer, sika deer, and a fragrant deer.

There are also small hares and hedgehogs. These two things, especially the hedgehogs, are quite annoying when there are too many of them.

 This is just like when small fish make a nest when fishing.

 Originally, everyone was heading for big prey, but in the end they all got caught by these things.

 It just so happened that once there were too many of these things, the trap became useless.

 Are you annoyed?

“Uncle Fugui, look quickly, there are deers.”

 Chen Yuqiang suddenly exclaimed while standing on the **** of Xishan Mountain.

 Everyone hurriedly looked over.

 Sure enough, there are deer stealing corn.

 It was foggy in the morning and there was a lot of moisture. In the corn field, there was a group of sika deer, munching on the corn.

 The way they eat corn is very funny.

Like a sheep, it stood up with its front legs as if hugging the corn stalks, and gnawed the corn directly with its mouth.

 Some people despise corn.

He raised his head and sniffed at the corn on the stalks.

 Looking for sweet, tender corn, that’s their goal.

 Sometimes I stand up and smell it.

At this time, Chen Yuqiang shouted, and the deer in the cornfield were instantly alarmed. They screamed and jumped out and fled.

"boom-"

When Chen Ling saw this, he took aim and shot at the deer.

 In an instant, a deer fell down in response to the sound.

 “Good marksmanship.”

 “Hit really accurately.”

When everyone saw it, they quickly ran into the cornfield to catch the deer.

 The deer ran so fast that they had no chance to shoot.

 Fortunately, Chen Ling reacted quickly and did not let them all slip away.     This means that Chen Ling did not take the dog with him at night.

 Only brought a few weasels over to play.

 Otherwise, not even a single deer in this herd can escape.

 ‘Zhi, Zhi~’

Just as we were talking about weasels, the cry of weasels came from not far away.

　　"You go ahead and disembowel the deer. I'll go to the south and have a look."

Chen Ling shouted and walked south along the ditch at the foot of the mountain.

 In addition to raising fish, he has recently become very interested in small animals such as weasels.

There is no other reason for this. Ever since I saw those ferocious yellow-throated martens, I feel itchy when I think about it.

I feel that the yellow-throated marten can hunt deer and wild boar, so why should the weasel raised by myself be any worse?

What’s more, it was raised in the cave.

 Indeed, his weasels are not bad at all.

The rabbit that was there just now may have been harnessed too late and struggled very hard. As soon as Chen Baoliang untied the harness, he was kicked by the hare and was about to limp away.

 As a result, he was pinned to the ground by two little weasels and bitten to death before he could even take two steps.

Those deer too.

Grass deer mostly live alone and are wilder and more ferocious than sika deer.

 Those who had not exhausted all their strength were all knocked down by the weasels.

Chen Ling just let them out, and now he didn't know what he found.

Hunting some grass, we walked into a sweet potato field along the ditch.

The weasels are jumping up and down here.

Chen Ling walked in and took a look.

 A wolf and a dog died here.

The wolf is also an old wolf, thin and old, and the dog is a native dog in the village, an ordinary one, just an ordinary big yellow dog.

And the weasels were standing on the old wolf's body, asking for credit from Chen Ling.

“Did you kill this wolf?”

 Chen Ling took a closer look and saw the wounds on his neck. In addition to the obvious wounds left by dogs, there were indeed bite marks left by weasels.

“Hey, you did a great job, but you have to be a little more aggressive in the future. Just be a little more aggressive.”

 Chen Ling caught them on his body with satisfaction and stroked them one by one to express his appreciation.

  Weasels and yellow-throated martens differ except in size.

There are also differences in their respective concepts.

The yellow-throated marten is extremely courageous and dares to hunt prey several times larger than itself.

Weasels don't have this concept. Just find some mice, birds, insects, etc. to fill their stomachs and that's it.

 At most, attack some wild beast cubs.

 They won’t work if they get bigger.

What Chen Ling has to do is to make them more fierce and bolder.

But after praising these little guys.

 Chen Ling looked at the wolf and the dog on the ground and frowned, "Why did the old wolf come down the mountain again?"

“Are there so many old wolves eliminated in the mountains this year? Do we have to go down the mountain to grab food?”

With a lot of doubts in his heart, he squatted down and started playing with the wolf and the dog to check the situation carefully.

Just at this time, Chen Ze and others came over.

"Fugui, I recognized it. It was the land of my second aunt's family. Although her two boys returned to the village this year, the corn was planted later than other families. No wonder the herd of sika deer were eating the corn there...

 It turns out that the ones from her family are more tender than those from other families. "

Chen Ze was talking as he walked.

When I came here, I saw that Chen Ling was silent and there were two dogs lying in front of him. I thought it was Chen Ling's dog that something was wrong, so they all ran over, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

 “A wolf is coming down the mountain again, old wolf.”

 Chen Ling stood up and patted the dirt on his hands: "This even killed a dog."

“Dog? How did the dog come here?”

Chen Baoliang was stunned for a moment, but then fell silent. He remembered last night when he asked Chen Ling why he brought the weasel.

 I heard from Chen Ling that he went to the mountains to squat with yellow-throated martens a while ago and what he saw on the animal trail.

The beasts are not the only ones walking on the path of beasts.

The animal trails on the outskirts of the mountain forest are relatively safe, and the village dogs and cats often pass by them when they go up the mountain to look for food.

This dog obviously didn't have enough to eat during the day and went up the mountain to look for food at night.

Just happened to meet the old wolf coming down the mountain.

“There are their footprints next to the clip here. On the clip is a small muntjac. Only the head was left after being bitten. It must have been eaten by wolves.

The dog smelled the smell and came over, and started fighting. "

 Watching the weasel run to the other side to lead them the way, Chen Ling walked over and took a look, and knew what was probably going on.

 “Good guy, this old wolf is quite ferocious.”

 Chen Ze bulged his eyes, and then kicked the wolf: "This dog can go up the mountain on its own and be trained into a good hunting dog. Let it bite to death."

“A wolf is a wolf after all, but it should be considered that both sides suffer…”

Chen Ling said.

The wolf was not completely dead, and his own weasel killed him with a last-ditch attack.

"This is the second time this year that an old wolf has gone down the mountain. As you know, the last time was when the Tateyama family was gored to death by the old boar."

 “Old wolf, old wolf...you have to be careful.”

 Chen Ling didn't say something, and everyone understood it.

Who among the people who live near the mountains does not know the ferocity of wolves?

 Don’t think that you don’t care about the lone wolf going down the mountain and relax your vigilance.

 The lone wolf is the most harmful to people.

 Especially old wolves and hungry wolves are very cunning.

　　Most of the people who steal children are this kind of wolf.

 When wolf gangs commit crimes, they will attack livestock.

 When attacking people, we cannot say that there are none, relatively speaking, there are relatively few.

“It’s autumn harvest, so everyone should be more alert. It’s okay to look at the green leaves. Don’t let this beast get into the house. There are children at home.”

At this moment, Chen Ling's joy of a great harvest was diluted: "After the autumn harvest, if there are still old wolves like this coming down the mountain, then we have to go into the mountain to see what is going on.

 If you have an old wolf, choose this type of wolf to kill. "

“Okay, I won’t go out to work this year. I will go hunting with you Fugui.”

 Chen Ze responded loudly.

 Everyone took this matter to heart.

  Old wolves belong to the old, weak, sick and disabled members of the wolf pack. Many of them have lost the ability to hunt large beasts. There are many wild animals in the mountains, so they can only watch helplessly.

 And in order to protect your own life from being harvested by the same kind or other ferocious beasts.

 Many of them will come down the mountain and attack the elderly and children in the village. (End of chapter)