Vol 6 Chapter 85: Catch wild boar
On the mountain behind Feng Jiachong, it is the valley where Feng Yiping and his old scalpers spent several winter and summer vacations together. Now let alone Feng Yiping, even cows can’t get in.
This valley, which used to have only a few dwarf shrubs and thatch, now looks like a valley.
The shrubs on the outer part of the bushes were on average the thickness of Amanda's arms, as high as Huang Jingping. As for the inner and upper parts, they were all covered by the entangled kudzu.
The Pueraria lobata grows so well that in the center, there are often uplifts, and the highest place is not even shorter than the nearby ridge.
As for the bottom, what will be there, no one would dare to go in and see.
Even if the villagers go to the mountains to gather Pueraria vines to sell them to a furniture factory after handling them, they will not move the idea of such Pueraria vines. They will only choose those that seem to be small in scale.
Those roads that everyone stepped on, now there is no trace left.
After people voluntarily withdrew from the forest and stopped asking for it from the mountains, Pueraria lobata and unknown shrubs quickly became the masters here.
When Feng Yiping and his colleagues were young, these things didn't grow into a climate at all. They would be cut down during their juvenile period. They were either fed pigs or turned into firewood.
In this sense, even these plants must be born at a good time if they want to develop.
But for Amanda, all of this is really beautiful.
These original mountains and the mountains that she often visits through artificial intervention are completely two concepts.
The mountains in my grandparents' home and the mountains where she often visits can also be said to be completely different ecosystems.
She is used to seeing various forests and gardens, but this is the first time she has seen such a valley ruled by vines.
"Wow, if so beautiful,"
"Wow, butterfly,"
"Mom, is that grape? That's grape," she asked excitedly at the green wild grapes as she looked at it as big as her thumb.
Huang Jingping watched her put her little hand on her mouth, her mouth moved, and said angrily, "You are swallowing saliva, right?"
"Huh? No," Amanda wiped her mouth.
"Haha," Feng Zhenchang laughed, "This is quite similar to your dad, especially sour."
"You wait." He tied his trousers, got out there, and quickly picked back a large handful of red ones, which looked a bit like mulberries but were smaller than mulberries.
He ate one first, "Sweet, you taste it,"
Amanda grabbed a hand without hesitation, "Well, it's delicious."
"Ah, when your dad was young, he couldn't get it," Mei Qiuping said.
At that time, there were so many people in the village, everyone ran up the mountain, and there were not as many wild fruits as there are now. It is really not Feng Yiping's turn.
"He said that he would often have to take Wenhua and Wenhui to get into the Pueraria lobata," Huang Jingping said.
"Yeah, I used to be stupid and bold, and I was not afraid of anything in it. When I went to junior high school, I suddenly became less courageous. Later I didn't go in if I was killed."
"You are sensible," Feng Zhenchang hugged Amanda, "Look at the above, let's hurry up, OK,"
Above, by the original pond, there was a large circle of people at this time, talking loudly and laughing.
In the circle they were around, there seemed to be the sound of pigs calling.
"Wow," Amanda immediately understood what was going on, "Mom, hurry up, I caught a pig."
Feng Dongzheng ran down, his face glowing with joy, still the same as before, with cigarettes in his ears, "Eldest niece, I will hug you, OK?"
Amanda didn't pick people when she was a child, and immediately moved from her grandfather to her cousin's arms, "caught it?"
"You'll see it in a while," Feng Dongzheng sold off.
The cousins of Dongming and Huafu, Feng Zhenchang's nephew, several of them were there, and there were also some young offspring. They obviously came to see the fun.
"Let let, let let, let our little princess see," everyone smiled and let out an opening.
What they were surrounding was a big pit with more than one person high. In the pit, a big wild boar, with three little wild boars, was spinning around in a circle.
The little wild boar is crying uncomfortably, while the big wild boar is calmer, calling out a few times from time to time, and then going up the pit.
But this is not the first time Feng Dongzheng has done such a thing. The walls of the pit are slightly inclined inward. How can it come out?
"Is this a wild boar?" Amanda wasn't afraid at all. "It's so dirty."
On a few wild boars, this will be soil and grass, which is indeed a bit dirty.
Feng Zhenchang and the others also caught up, "Oh, it's a sow, not too young,"
"Yes, good luck, the sow has at least 300 kilograms and brought three small ones," Feng Dongzheng was very happy. For the pig farm, there are really not too many female wild boars.
"What about the other places?" Feng Zhenchang asked.
"I've seen it, it didn't work, I'll fill in them all in a while,"
Feng Yiping easily promised that he didn't come back by himself, but it made these cousins a lot of effort.
Amanda stared at the small ones, "Uncle, they are so cute. Can you give me one?"
Everyone is dumb, they really can't see where the three little wild boars are cute?
The pig's mouth is also very pointed, the hair looks very hard, there is not much fat on the body, and it looks thin, which makes it look more fierce.
Besides, raising wild boars, isn't that a joke? If it is a little bigger, if it collides, a Chinese character of a mature man will be knocked off.
Huang Jingping knows that this little guy is just a fresh picture, "Amanda, did you know that this is for animal protection, we are not good at keeping it at home,"
"Oh, are they like those animals in the zoo?" Amanda said.
"Correct,"
"Niece, which one do you like, tell me, I will help you raise it well, and you can go to see it every time you come back," Feng Dongzheng said in a big deal.
"Really? Let me see," Amanda looked at for a while, and pointed to the fatter one. "Just it,"
"Okay, I remembered, would you like to give it a name?"
"Well," Amanda pursed her lips, thinking for a while, "I want to call it Xiaohei,"
"Haha," her grandparents and several cousins laughed in unison.
Amanda's ability to get a name really got the true biography of Nofather.
When Feng Yiping was a child, he gave more than one little pig the name of Xiaohei.
"Okay, I'll let it calm down if I've seen enough," Feng Dongzheng picked up the blow tube and placed it next to him, and took a look for a long time before blowing an anesthesia needle just behind the big wild boar's ear.
This big wild boar, which was on the flat ground, would not put these people in the eyes at all, persisted for a while, and finally fell unwillingly.
Before falling asleep, it was probably thinking, this is really a pit!
Everyone waited for a long time before going down the ladder, holding down the three small heads, tying the two hind legs with a wide band, putting them in the basket and putting them up in the basket, and finally gathered the big wild boar. Together, tied up, and then pulled up with great effort.
But even if the wild boar could not sleep well enough, Amanda still had no chance to approach it.
However, she has found something interesting.
At this time, Feng Dongming fished a lot of duckweed in the pond next to it, which happened to be used to feed pigs. Then, with a "Hi", he cast a net down, and the horse picked up two fat crucian carp.
Amanda clapped her hands, "Wow, Mom, look at it, it's a fish."
It was the first time she saw such a scene of fishing.
With such a enthusiastic supporter, Feng Dongming suddenly became excited, going down three consecutive nets, and making eight nets.
These are good things. They are truly wild, and there is no pesticide pollution and no heavy metals in the pond on this mountain.
"Enough is enough," Feng Zhenchang said.
This pond is now unowned, that is, it belongs to everyone, it is not good to fish too much.
So on the way home~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Amanda is very busy, she will go to see the two fishes in her grandfather's bucket, and the **** black.
It's just that Xiao Hei doesn't like her look so much that she can't even touch it.
"Mom, why does Xiao Hei look so angry?"
"I don't know either." It's not good to say something about freedom to the little guy this time.
"Well, I know," Amanda thought for a while, "it must be angry that its father didn't come with it."
Huang Jingping couldn't help laughing, are you treating Xiao Hei as you?
"Niece, are you happy today?" Feng Dongzheng, who was happily holding up the female wild boar, asked her.
Amanda pouted, "Dad is not here,"
"Dad will come back next time, I will criticize him," Feng Zhenchang said.
Huang Jingping is a little helpless, how much do you love your father?
