In the 1970s, I sold my iron rice bowl, stocked up space and went to the countryside

Shen Mo came over and saw the steaming food in the enamel cup, exuding an alluring aroma, and she couldn't help but raise her chopsticks.

After taking a sip, she frowned slightly and shook her head, "It's not made by you, it's not cooked enough."

Lu Qingyang thought to himself that this girl has become picky.

"Eat quickly! I need your help after you finish eating!"

Although the taste is not as good as Lu Qingyang's, it can barely fill her stomach.

Shen Mo wiped her mouth and then raised her eyes to ask, "What can I help you with?"

Lu Qingyang touched his chin, "Do you still remember Liu Chunhua and Jiang Wanwan before?"

Thinking of what the two had done, Shen Mo's face instantly showed disgust.

"I remember, it's very annoying."

Lu Qingyang told her his plan in detail.

Shen Mo was very interested when she heard it. She has always enjoyed dealing with people she hates.

"Good idea! Let them be scared to death!"

She couldn't wait for that day to come.

Lu Qingyang fumbled out a pair of shoes from the bag again, "I bought you a new pair of shoes."

Shen Mo's shoes were all old shoes left by her mother, or shoes made by her grandfather before he went blind. She had never worn such cotton shoes.

She looked up, confused in her eyes, "Why?"

Touching the soft fabric, it was brand new.

"Why? Aren't you cold if the shoes on your feet are broken? Besides, I need you to help, so of course I have to thank you."

Shen Mo didn't know what she felt in her heart, but she just felt it made sense.

"What you said makes sense."

As for the pair of small leather shoes, Lu Qingyang planned to give them to Shen Mo on her birthday.

Her birthday is the third day of the Chinese New Year, and it will be her birthday after the Chinese New Year. Then he will give her a surprise.

Shen Mo tried on the cotton shoes and found that they fit her perfectly. She raised her lips and said, "Lu Qingyang, how did you know my size? It fits me perfectly!"

Lu Qingyang remembered the size when he saw her white ankles when he stepped on the pickled cabbage last time.

He smiled, "It's a secret."

...

The next morning, when the sky was just beginning to light up, Lu Qingyang was ready to go and set off on the winding mountain road with the hunting team.

Because it was inefficient for more than a dozen people to search for prey together.

From today on, they were divided into three teams.

Lu Qingyang belonged to the third team, and was in the same team with Sun Xiangqian, Yang Xiaoshan, and Uncle Tie.

Such a combination was undoubtedly the most satisfactory arrangement for him.

They were all familiar with each other, so it was more convenient to act.

Sun Xiangqian caught some information from the rumors in the Youth Academy.

He lowered his voice and said to Lu Qingyang indignantly: "Qingyang, I heard everything. Those people actually tried to occupy the house you renovated. How shameless!"

"They have been shameless for a long time."

He planned to stop their thoughts immediately.

This time they wandered around the south of Qingshan Forest Farm. Except for some squirrels, they did not see any other prey.

Lu Qingyang was still thinking about the red fox he saw before and wanted to keep one in captivity.

He thought that he had not encountered any prey today anyway, and the luck value of this month had not been used.

It is better to use the luck value to see what prey he can encounter in the mountains today.

Thinking of this, he closed his eyes. The higher the luck value was deducted, the higher the level of prey he encountered.

This time was just a test, so he thought of deducting ten points of luck to try the effect.

Sun Xiangqian was about to get married, and he was full of energy.

He was still muttering: "Why didn't I encounter anything good today? It seems that I can only take these wild rabbits back to report."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a sound similar to the crying of a child in the forest, which was scary.

"What is this? There are children in this forest?"

Sun Xiangqian frowned, full of doubts.

Uncle Tie asked everyone to be quiet. At first glance, it really sounded like a child crying.

But soon Lu Qingyang found something wrong. It seemed more like the wailing of some animal.

Could it be that his luck value worked? He was very curious about what animal's cry.

Lu Qingyang carefully pushed aside the dense bushes, and a gray shadow suddenly passed by his eyes.

The gray looked a little dim under the mottled light and shadow, but it also faintly revealed the luster of a silver fox. Only a tuft of fluff on the tip of the ear stood up stubbornly, adding some unruly to this small figure.

Looking closely, the young body was about five or six months old, curled up in the snow, with scarlet spots around it, obviously injured.

Uncle Tie just glanced at it and told the truth: "This is a lynx cub."

Lu Qingyang quickly followedThe little lynx was clever, but it was injured and its movements were hindered.

He and Sun Xiangqian surrounded it, lifted the little lynx by its back, and gently lifted it up in the air.

"So it was you who made the strange sound just now."

The little lynx struggled hard in his hands, waving its sharp claws in the air, but it could never touch Lu Qingyang.

It let out a series of shrill howls, and the sound was sharp and sad.

It sounded like the cry of a helpless child.

"This thing looks so thin, with not much meat, like a kitten. I heard that cat meat is sour. Qingyang, what are you going to do with this thing? It's not delicious."

Lu Qingyang was very surprised: "Since it is a cat, it should be able to catch mice. I happen to have mice in my house!"

"..."

Everyone was silent. This was the first time they heard of raising lynxes to catch mice.

Yang Xiaoshan smiled and approached, saying, "You know what? This little guy is an expert at catching voles in the wild. Catching mice should be a piece of cake."

"It's a pity that it's injured now, but it's okay. The injury is not serious. With careful care, it should recover soon."

Lu Qingyang checked the left hind leg of the little lynx.

It should be bitten, but the bone was not injured. It will heal soon after applying some medicine and bandaging.

I didn't expect it. This luck value is sometimes quite pitfalls. I can only meet one lynx cub with ten points.

Lu Qingyang put the little lynx directly into the basket on the horse's back, and suddenly had a bold idea.

"When the male lynx courts, it will bite the cubs of the female lynx to death. I'm afraid this is the one that survived." Uncle Tie explained.

This cub was probably killed, but it was lucky to meet Lu Qingyang.

Lu Qingyang planned to take it back to treat the wound on its leg.

For him, it was just another cat.

The role of luck was naturally not limited to this. They also encountered a silly roe deer and two snow rabbits.

On the way back to the team, Lu Qingyang told Sun Xiangqian: "Go back and let Gu Ni and the others spread the news that someone died in my house."

"Everyone knows about this. It was a big deal before we came."

Lu Qingyang sneered: "That would be the best. It depends on whether they dare to live in it."