My 1995 Small Farm

“Uncle, look at the wound on this chicken’s neck...”

A little boy ran up to Chen Ling carrying a grass-gray hen pheasant: "My dog ​​picked this up and brought it back."

 Chen Ling took it in his hand and looked at it, and immediately shook his head: "It's bitten like this. I can't recognize what it was bitten by."

 Looking at the male pheasant in Wang Zhenzhen's hand, it was also in the same **** state and had been bitten to pieces.

In this case, no clear bite marks or other injuries can be seen, and even the most skilled hunter would not dare to tell what was done.

“Ah? Uncle Fugui doesn’t recognize it either?”

"I can't recognize them. I can't even see the teeth marks. I'm not that capable... If they are pigs, cows, horses, donkeys, etc., they are big and wild things will attack them. They will leave scars on their bodies." If you look at it casually, you can get a rough idea.

This chicken's neck is so chewed that it's so ugly. How do you identify it? Do you think your uncle is a god? "

 Chen Ling laughed at the monkey guy, and then asked: "Did your dogs pick up all these pheasants?"

“Yes, Liu Nier’s big wolf dog is the best at running. It didn’t take long to chase a wild monkey before it picked up a pheasant like this.”

“Yes, the dog we brought here also went looking for it and picked up a lot along the way.”

As the dolls spoke, they all shook the pheasants in their hands so that Chen Ling could see them.

“There are so many, and there are still half-large chickens that have not grown up. I just went and caught the golden pheasant.”

Chen Ling was shocked when he saw it. Among the dead pheasants, there was a golden pheasant.

Maybe it was one of the golden pheasants he released.

"Yes, uncle, we were just telling our little aunt that this is the golden rooster we saw when we followed you to the mountains to play. At that time, you hadn't moved to live outside the village, and you hadn't given birth to Ruirui yet. .”

 “Haha, you have a pretty good memory.”

 Chen Ling smiled and nodded. When Little Fatty and Little Lizi heard what they said, they curiously looked at the beautiful golden pheasant.

Ruirui also hurriedly followed.

Chen Ling turned around and looked at the dogs following the dolls.

These dogs are not farm dogs.

 They were just local dogs raised by various families in the village, and of course, there were also the German shepherds from Liu Nier’s family.

 They generally like to follow Erhei and the others around in the wild.

However, Erhei is a dog with a strong sense of responsibility and generally does not leave the farm too far.

 When they want to follow the babies into the mountains to play, they will form a group alone and follow them.

Most native dogs in mountainous areas are like this.

 When I have nothing to do, I want to sneak into the mountains for a couple of walks.

Now the villagers are going to the mountains to pick wild fruits, and there are a group of young masters with them.

 There is no need to sneak into the mountains.

Just go into the mountains and play openly and openly, how cool it is.

 Seeing these dogs wagging their tails to please me, they couldn't hide their happiness at all.

Liu Nier’s big wolf dog was rescued by Chen Ling with child urine. Every time she saw him, she became extremely close to him.

 Chen Ling found it funny, but he also knew that it was impossible to expect them to come after the 'murderer' that harmed the pheasants.

He picked up the bamboo whistle and blew it several times, trying to call the two Hei babies over.

“I’ve called Heiwa Xiaojin over. Now let’s go forward and see if there are any more pheasants like this in front of us. If not, we’ll go to your parents’ place, and I’ll have to pick some wild fruits back.”

 “Okay, it’s definitely okay if Heiwa and I come together.”

 The kids were very excited when they heard it.

Chen Ling took them deeper. Little Fatty and Little Lizi were not in good physical condition, so naturally they were carried on Chen Ling's shoulders.

Ruirui was snatched away by Wang Zhenzhen and others and took turns carrying her.

Even Ruirui stretched out his hand and screamed, wanting to sit in the basket behind his father again, but they didn't care. They just carried him laughing and playfully, deliberately teasing him, and they were very happy.

After walking for a while, the little fat man regained his composure, so he asked Chen Ling to let him down, and took the opportunity to show off to Liu Nier and the others that he followed Chen Ling to dig bamboo rats, ride red-crowned cranes, and meet crows in the maple forest and dig out squirrel nests. thing.

 Then he took out various nuts from the squirrel's nest and gave them to them to eat.

 The children in the village actually don’t think this kind of thing is strange.

 It is also common to catch two squirrels to play with.

 But there are still not many squirrel nests to dig out.

 Let alone eat the contents of the squirrel's nest.

So the little fat man took it into their hands and ate it while walking.

“You can’t give those things to Ruirui. He’s still young and can’t eat walnuts and peanuts.”

"Uncle Fugui, you know, we won't give it to him... Ruirui, we won't eat this. Brother will pick fruits for you later. Wild grapes are delicious, kiwi fruit is also delicious, and there are wild dates, wild dates, and so on." There are many figs.

By the way, there are also hawthorns. Pick more and bring them back. Uncle Fugui will make candied haws for you. Then we will eat them too. "

The children were chattering, and the dogs were walking ahead, sniffing.

 Hound dogs do not have the qualities of hunting dogs.

From time to time you chase me and I chase you, fight with each other a few times, and grab some gadgets.

 Or barking excitedly.

　　This caused many mountain birds and small beasts to run away quickly in the grass, and there were "rustling" sounds everywhere along the way.

In autumn, the stream slows down, but the grass remains green, tall and lush.

There are still a lot of autumn insects in the grass.

It is said that the grasshoppers after autumn can only hop around for a few days.

 But as long as it’s not winter and the temperature doesn’t reach below zero, they can still survive.

 The only difference from spring and summer is that although they are still in large numbers at this time, their movements are much slower.

 For some wild animals in the mountains, this is simply a gift from nature.

Especially in the past two years, the number of these things has increased beyond imagination.

 So the mountain birds and small beasts that feed on them wander around in the mountains in groups.

There seem to be more pheasants and various mountain birds that people are familiar with than in previous autumns.

 But what?

As they went deeper, Chen Ling and the others never encountered dead pheasants again.

Even Hei Wa and Xiao Jin chased after and didn't pick it up.

 And with the little golden nose, he also expressed helplessness to the murderer because the target was too far away.

“I stopped looking for it when it was far away. I probably came out to look for food in the morning and evening, and ran back early in the day.”

 Chen Ling had no intention of getting to the bottom of it. He just thought that once food was plentiful, these wild animals would no longer value them. They would not even care about their meat and would only **** blood.

 And six or seven in a row.

I don’t know if a gang committed the crime.

Moreover, other carnivorous wild animals were not picked up without knowing it, and they were just thrown into the grass.

“Uncle Fugui, there have been more and more strange things in the mountains in the village in the past two years. Isn’t this blood-sucking thing the same as an old pig spirit?”

 The little kids all showed scared expressions.

“No, how can there be so many old pig spirits?”

 Chen Ling was speechless. He was controlling it himself. As long as he was not feeding one-on-one, he would rarely cause so-called animal sperm events.

 And some things, even if they are fed one-on-one, it is difficult to develop feelings.

 For example, fish and shrimps are raised just for eating.

The same goes for pigeons.

 Pigeons are too gentle and treat everyone like that, so they cannot produce any amazing results. Naturally, we can’t talk about feelings.

In addition to selling these for money, we eat them.

　　‘Well, the environment is still so good, and all kinds of weird things dare to come here for a stroll. This is the treatment of a primeval forest. ’

“Hey, Fugui, you are a big boss and you come to the mountains to pick wild fruits?”

 Chen Dazhi and Wang Lishan came over carrying baskets full of wild fruits and were about to carry them back to the village. When they saw Chen Ling coming with a group of children, they stopped to tease him.

 Speaking of these two people, they indeed have the best mentality among all the villagers.

They don’t hate the rich, they don’t complain about others behind their backs, and they don’t even take advantage of Chen Ling.

He is cheerful all day long, but when he sees Chen Ling, he talks a lot.

“Oh, I also brought two Heiwa with me. On this day, the two mountain kings also came out to patrol the mountain in person.”

Wang Lishan was even more arrogant with words and hands. He just said it, and immediately touched Heiwa and Xiaojin when they came over.

The two dogs naturally refused to pay attention to the bald man, and avoided him easily, looking very disgusted.

 “You should say less, because you can’t be serious in front of the dolls.”

Behind him, his wife and a group of women quickly came over, "Look, the dogs don't pay attention to you."

 Other families in the village did not dare to tease the two Hei Wa children.

　　I think it’s too scary.

Ever since Wang Lishan had a fight with Chen Ling and the Guang family father and son brothers, Hei Wa and Hei Wa had a good impression of him, and he would not call him every time he entered the house.

Wang Lishan was very proud of them. Every time he saw them, he stretched out his hand to touch them, thinking that he would be able to touch them one day.

 “Who said dogs ignore me.”

When the mother-in-law said this, Wang Lishan was still not convinced. He put down the basket, touched a stone from his feet, and threw it at Liu Nier's big wolf dog.

In the end, he didn't throw it away. He hit the feet of the other two dogs, causing the dogs to bark at him.

 “The more I talk, the less formal I become, and I’m too lazy to pay attention to you.”

Wang Lishan’s wife left with a few smiling women.

Wang Lishan didn't care. He happened to meet Chen Ling, so he stopped to have a rest, smoke a pot of cigarettes and relax.

As soon as he lit up the cigarette, he saw Heiwa Xiaojin going to Chen Dazhi's side. Heiwa even took a pear from Chen Dazhi's basket and crunched it to the side. His mouth was full of juice: "Hey, these two mountain kings are really You don't give me face, you are so close to Dazhi, you don't even care about me."

Chen Dazhi also lit up his cigarette and smiled proudly: "That's right, the King of the Mountain is also close to me."

He then looked at the brat among the kids and said, "Rui Rui, who of the two mountain kings listens to you the most?"

Ruirui didn't understand this, so she ran to him and stood on tiptoe to see what wild fruits were in the basket.

 After reading his, I then read Wang Lishan’s.

"Fugui, look at this little clever kid. No wonder anyone who sees it will catch him and praise him. The little kid from Shuiwazi's family could only speak three or four words when he was one and a half years old. You let him Is it okay to run around like this, picking up the basket and looking around?

 Which family in the village can match such a big kid to Ruirui?

  I can’t see any. "

 Chen Dazhi said this from the bottom of his heart. As he spoke, he opened his mouth and touched the brat's head.

 Chen Ling shook his head: "Hey, who knows what it will be like when you grow up. I don't ask for too much, just don't make me worry too much."

When Wang Lishan heard this, he hummed and said: "What you said, Ruirui must be better than my pig boy. You are already a big boss, and the great writers and professors are all rushing to be Ruirui's grandfather. How can you be different?" Come on."

 Chen Ling laughed loudly when he heard this and said nothing more.

 He then started talking about the strange things that happened to the children before.

"It must be Wong Tai Sin. Doesn't Wong Tai Sin steal chickens just to **** blood and not eat meat?"

“Why don’t you eat meat? You’ve never seen a weasel eat meat. When it eats meat, there aren’t many bones left.”

It is indeed the case.

  The reason why weasels only drink blood and not eat meat is because sometimes the situation is urgent and there is no condition to eat meat.

If no one is at home, just leave the dead chicken where it is, and it will definitely come back to eat.

 Chen Ling also said that it was unlikely to be a weasel. He also said that Xiao Jin smelled the smell and that the thing had gone far away. It was not worth pursuing it for this matter.

“There have been a lot of strange things this year. Yesterday we went into the mountains and killed another old wolf after learning.”

Chen Ling was stunned when he heard Wang Lishan's words: "I haven't heard of it."

"You're all busy. The young boys don't have time to run to you now. They are all busy looking for fruit trees in the mountains to pick wild fruits in exchange for money."

“Yes, your son has done such a good thing for our village. He also asked the cannery to collect these fruits. Everyone agreed to bring you a share of the prey.”

"No, I don't need it. I can't even put it in the water tower at home. You can take it back and eat it and sell it to make money."

 Chen Ling waved his hands repeatedly.

 Although he has ‘credit’.

 But the folks earn hard-earned money from hunting wild fruits, which is not easy.

 The reason is simple. Not all wild fruits in the mountains can be canned.

 Just a few kinds, such as pears, hawthorns, wild grapes, etc.

 Chen Ling asked Han Chuang to collect a lot of them, and they were trying to make a batch of drinks to sell.

Liang Yuemin couldn't take care of it now, so he decided to hand it over to the Han Chuang brothers.

So when the villagers went into the mountains, they not only had to look for suitable fruits everywhere, but they also had to constantly change places, and they also had to climb trees...

 It’s really not easy.

Another point that Chen Ling can't help is that the purchase price of wild fruits these days is really low.

Of course.

In the eyes of most people in the countryside, selling fruits to canneries is just like selling vegetables from the fields to pickle factories. It is a cheap sale.

It's all based on the idea that you can sell whatever you can.

 Furthermore, why do wild fruits demand so much? After all, they are just thrown into the mountains as no one wants them, so they are just free money.

 The more you pick up, the more you earn.

The villagers don't think so much like Chen Ling. They happily pick wild fruits every day and have such a good income after the autumn harvest. That's no better than going out to work and suffering.

 Not everyone with a conscience is grateful to him.

 So...as Chen Ling walked along, he met villagers who were all smiling. Even if they really caught some prey and wanted to give it to him, he didn't want it.

　　When I learned that he wanted to pick wild fruits, I would tell him where there were more fruits, such as a forest, and he didn’t have much to pick, so he was told not to worry with his baby.

 Indeed, on the Sanmian Mountain, it is the Western Mountain that has the most varieties of wild fruits.

Mulberry forests in spring, chestnut forests in autumn, hawthorn forests...are indeed all in patches.

 When it’s hard to find, it’s really hard to find.

 But once you find it, it’s a big piece. If you don’t use all your energy to pick it, you won’t be able to finish it in a short time.

“Hey, we found a big forest again, but it’s a bit dangerous here. Normally no one comes to such a deep mountain stream...”

 Chen Ling came to the place mentioned by the villagers. It was a large hawthorn forest. Most of them were old trees. The trunks were thick and the trees were covered with red hawthorn fruits.

At this time, a large group of men and women were under various trees, wearing straw hats and turbans, sleeves hanging on their arms, holding long bamboo poles, and beating on the trees.

With a crackling sound, the red hawthorn fruits fell to the ground in dense clusters like rain, covering the ground in a thick layer.

“The rich also come to the mountains to pick fruits, and there are so many of them. Come and pick them up.”

 A sister-in-law wearing a headscarf smiled with white teeth. She squatted down, opened her pocket, and pulled it inside with her hands.

Some young men took advantage of Chen Ling's words and said, "There are really few people coming here. It's close to Nanshan Mountain, there are many deep ditches, and the road is slippery. If we hadn't seen the big woods here, we wouldn't have done it." Come."

“Yes, there are a lot of wolf footprints here, and there are also a lot of deer and wild boar bones, which is scary.

By the way, my brother almost shot a kite just now. Everyone said that Uncle Fugui is a good shot. If you see the kite again later, you can shoot it and take it back to your bald man to keep him company. End of chapter)