The whole mountain is my hunting ground

The whole night, Wang Meilan didn't even show a smile on her face.

Zhao Jun had to think of feeding malted milk to dogs. What should he say if outsiders knew about it?

Is the eldest son of the Zhao family crazy or stupid?

Could it be that there have been too many black bear attacks recently and they have become a nouveau riche?

Wang Meilan could imagine that by that time, there would be worse words than this.

The key is that Zhao Jun's approach is really prodigal.

However, Zhao Jun has already bought the malted milk essence and fed the little green dog, and the account has been posted in the small store. Wang Meilan can't deny it, right?

Wouldn't that be more embarrassing?

For Wang Meilan to hold her nose and accept this debt, she was of course very unhappy.

The result that made Wang Meilan unhappy was that when it was time for dinner, she didn't even give Zhao Jun a good look at the dinner table.

After dinner, Wang Meilan had finished washing the dishes, and Zhao Youcai came back from get off work.

Zhao Youcai returned home. When he entered the house, he saw that his wife looked strange and asked what happened at home.

After Wang Meilan finished explaining the ridiculous things that Zhao Jun had done, Zhao Youcai thought for a while and then said: "It's okay. The ewe I raised in the canteen has given birth. I will bring it back tomorrow and let the sheep drink with it." That’s it for the milk.”

The forest farm canteen must reserve nearly 100,000 kilograms of Chinese cabbage every autumn, which is then provided to forest farm employees from November to April and May of next year.

It can be said that these cabbages are the main source of vegetables eaten by forest farm workers within half a year.

With so much cabbage, there will inevitably be a lot of rotten and wilted leaves. These leaves are mostly used to feed pigs and cattle.

As a well-known person in the forest farm's first cafeteria, Zhao Youcai withdrew some vegetable leaves and raised two sheep, one male and one female.

After winter came, Zhao Youcai killed the ram when he saw that the ewe was pregnant.

After killing the sheep, Zhao Youcai gave half of the mutton to his in-laws, and divided the other half into several portions and gave them to several leaders in the farm.

As for the ewes, they were not killed because they were pregnant and had been fed by Zhao Youcai.

Until half a month ago, this ewe gave birth to two lambs.

The three sheep, one big and two small, were all Zhao Youcai's private property, but he didn't take the sheep home because he didn't have so many rotten vegetable leaves for them to eat.

But today his son got a dog and fed it with malted milk. How could this happen?

There was no other way, so we had to bring the sheep back and let the ewe feed the puppies and the lambs together.

Wang Meilan had no objection to this. Even if she gave up some potatoes to feed the ewe, it would be better than feeding the dog malted milk.

Thinking of this, Wang Meilan said to Zhao Youcai: "Then I will go down to the cellar tomorrow and hook up another bag of potatoes."

"No need." Zhao Youcai said, "I have to ask Shunzi to drive the sheep back tomorrow. Then let him carry a few bags of cabbage leaves with him."

"That's great!" Wang Meilan was overjoyed. This time, she didn't even need to prepare food for the ewe.

The more she thought about it, the happier Wang Meilan became, and she said to Zhao Youcai: "Youcai, why don't you use the car to bring back more vegetables and leaves at one time, and I'll raise two more rabbits."

"Don't think about raising rabbits yet." Zhao Youcai said: "Hurry up to your son's house and get the bucket of malted milk. Give this to the dog. What does he think?"

"I'll go right away!" When Zhao Youcai said that, Wang Meilan remembered that the malted milk was still in Zhao Jun's room, so she quickly got off the kang and went to Zhao Jun's room.

"Mom, Mom." At this time, Zhao Hong called Wang Meilan twice.

"What are you doing?"

Zhao Hong opened the kang cabinet and took out a barrel containing malted milk under the surprised eyes of Zhao Youcai and Wang Meilan.

Just listen to Zhao Hong say: "Mom, you don't have to go, my brother said to give this to me and my little sister to drink."

"This..." Wang Meilan sat back on the kang, took the small bucket of malted milk from Zhao Hong, weighed it in her hand, and asked Zhao Hong in confusion: "He gave this to you two Drink, then what will he feed the dog?"

Zhao Hong said: "My brother asked you to make some rice soup for the dog tomorrow morning."

Speaking of this, Zhao Hong thought of something again and hurriedly added: "Mom, remember to make it thicker."

"I..." Wang Meilan didn't know whether she should be angry or happy. She thought about it before snorting and said, "This kid has learned how to boss his mother around."

Zhao Youcai sat up from the kang, moved Zhao Hong's body, and asked his second daughter: "Is it okay to make rice soup tomorrow? What does your elder brother say? What will he feed the dog in the future?"

Zhao Hong looked at Zhao Youcai and smiled: "My brother said, dad will figure out what to feed him in the future."

"I..." Zhao Youcai blinked and suddenly had the idea of ​​rushing into the opposite room and beating Zhao Jun violently.

There is no reason to spank my son today. If he doesn't spank him, he may never be spanked again.

But this thought only passed by for a moment, and what was left in Zhao Youcai's heart was the joy of his old father. When my son grows up, he will be able to play tricks on me.

However, this guy did pretty well.

Thinking about it recently at the forestry farm, many people praised Zhao Jun for his future, and Zhao Youcai felt radiant.

That night, the little green dog, who had eaten and drank enough, slept soundly in his dog-skin hat. But at about four o'clock the next morning, it crawled out of the hat while chirping.

Bangji, bangji, so Zhao Jun woke up.

This time, Zhao Jun did not let him urinate in the house, but took him outside. When he finished urinating, he immediately caught him and brought him back into the house.

By this time, Wang Meilan had not only gotten up, but also made rice soup.

"Mom, why did you get up so early?" Zhao Jun reached out and touched the bowl of rice soup. He felt that the temperature was about the same, so he held it in front of the little green dog to feed it.

Wang Meilan said: "Our family is having a treat the day after tomorrow. I'll get up and think about it to see if there's anything missing at home so that your dad can bring it back from the venue."

As the master chef of the canteen, Zhao Youcai definitely doesn't need to buy salt, soy and vinegar at home, otherwise he will be laughed at.

"Mom, if you want to buy anything else, don't run away. Tell me and I'll buy it for you."

"Okay." Wang Meilan's attitude this morning was completely different from last night. She told Zhao Jun: "What time is it? Son, please sleep a little longer."

Zhao Jun agreed, and after the little green dog finished drinking the rice soup, he took it back to the house to sleep.

He slept until almost seven o'clock when Zhao Jun was woken up by Li Baoyu's loud voice.

Knowing that Li Baoyu would have to come in soon, Zhao Jun simply got up and got dressed.

Before he could finish dressing, Li Baoyu opened the door and came in. Zhao Jun looked up and saw that Li Baoyu was holding a pair of skis made of boar skin.

This kind of ski was passed down from the Oroqen people, and its style is roughly the same as that of later skis. The fur side of the boar leather is facing down and the hair is facing forward.

Zhao Jun got off the kang, took the skis over, looked at them from both sides and said, "It's ready."

Li Baoyu said: "Well, hurry up and urge him."

"Have you eaten yet?" Zhao Jun asked Li Baoyu.

"Eat." Li Baoyu came to the kang, glanced at the little green dog sleeping in the dog-skin hat, turned around and said to Zhao Jun, "If I had known that my uncle's sheep was producing milk, I would have bought one too."

This news was just told to Li Baoyu by Wang Meilan.

Zhao Jun just smiled and said to Li Baoyu: "Brother, go home quickly and find all the hard boards and clips. Take as many as there are."

"What are you doing?" Li Baoyu asked curiously: "What are you doing with that thing?"

Zhao Jun raised the boar skin ski in his hand and said to him, "How about going up the mountain to pick up the skin?"

"Now?" Li Baoyu was shocked. This was too resolute, and he left as soon as he said it.

"Yes, now." Zhao Jun nodded and said: "We will set off after dinner. Let's go back quickly. Now we go up the mountain and we will be back in the afternoon."

"Brother, don't you...don't want to celebrate the New Year?"

"Are you busy today?" Zhao Jun asked.

"It's okay."

Zhao Jun said: "We won't fight anything today. We will just put the clip down and come back. We will go up and slide the clip after fifteen."

The meat of sable is inedible, it only needs the skin. Clamped, the fur is not afraid of freezing, no matter how many days it goes up, it will remain the same.

When Li Baoyu heard this, he felt that Zhao Jun's words made sense. The key is that the price of big leather has increased again this year, and it is still soaring.

Nowadays, the public store at the foot of the mountain can charge about three hundred yuan for a large piece of leather that is not in good condition.

"Brother, you eat first, and I'll go home and clean up." Thinking of earning so much money, Li Baoyu only said one word to Zhao Jun, then turned and left.

Zhao Jun came out of the house and asked Wang Meilan to serve him rice. After he had finished the two bowls of corn stubble porridge, four sticky bean buns, and mustard pickles, he returned to his house and said to the teasing little green dog. Zhao Hong and Zhao Na confessed: "Brother, go out for a trip, you two will take good care of Qinglong at home."

The two sisters Zhao Hong and Zhao Na were very dissatisfied with the name Zhao Jun gave to the little green dog, but they couldn't win over the dog owner and had no choice but to recognize it.

After explaining the two children, Zhao Jun came out and spoke to Wang Meilan again. Wang Meilan had no objection to this. Anyway, there was nothing that Zhao Jun had to do at home, so it was better to let him go up the mountain to pick up the big skin.

However, Wang Meilan asked again and again, and the content of the instruction was nothing more than that it was time to celebrate the New Year, so don't beat up the blind people, and you would not be guilty of anything.

Zhao Jun sincerely agreed. He was determined this time. Even if he passed by the entrance of Heixiazicang, he would never kill him.

However, before Zhao Jun went out, he took off the gun from behind the door and put it on his shoulder.

This is for self-defense.

Zhao Jun came out of his home and climbed over the wall to Li Baoyu's courtyard. He saw Li Baoyu hurriedly opened the door and came out. He was holding a wooden clip in his hand and stuffing it into the shoulder pocket in front of him.

"How many are there?" Zhao Jun asked him.

"Eight." Li Baoyu patted the shoulder bag in front of him and said to Zhao Jun: "This bag is all equipped with clips, and I didn't even bring a rope."

"No need." Zhao Jun said, "We won't fight anything today. We'll leave early and come back early."

Li Baoyu nodded, took the boar skin ski standing in the corner, and followed Zhao Jun out of the house.

The two of them walked all the way out of the village and into the mountains, not walking on flat or gentle slopes, but heading towards the mountains step by step.

Near the foot of the mountain, Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu cut four slender ash sticks nearby, and then each put the boot covers on the boar skin skis on their feet.

On that ski, there are strings sewn on both sides of the foot muffs, which can be tied around the calves to make them stronger.

The two stepped on skis and held ash sticks, heading up the hillside.

As the saying goes: high mountains under snow.

The snow at the foot of the mountain was already as deep as Zhao Jun's chest.

Both of them felt a little uncomfortable when they first started riding the skis. However, children who grew up in the Northeast have been inseparable from ice and snow since childhood. Although they did not have skates or roller skates, they were able to skate well all winter long. sense of balance.

Although I felt uncomfortable at first, I quickly mastered this kind of ski.

As we climbed higher and higher, as we approached the top of the mountain, the snow was so deep that Zhao Jun could not get in.

The terrain on this hillside was slightly gentle, so Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu stopped and searched around.

After a while, Zhao Jun heard a whistle and looked for it on his skis.

Li Yuan saw Li Baoyu waving to him. Zhao Jun slowly slid forward while staring at the snow carefully.

When he saw a few lines of small footprints, he slowly controlled the skis to stop, squatted slightly and observed carefully.

Zhao Jun could tell that these footprints were indeed those of sable, but they were not one line or two lines.

Instead, they overlap repeatedly in a very narrow area.

It seems that there is a sable on this road, going back and forth countless times.

As the old saying goes: Snakes have their own paths, rats have their own paths.

In fact, not only snakes and rats, but rabbits also take the same route in and out.

The same is true for sables, so hunters can set traps based on its habits.

Zhao Jun came to Li Baoyu on his skis. He did not take the wooden clamp in Li Baoyu's hand. Instead, he took off his gloves and took out a wad of paper from his trouser pocket.

This piece of paper is all in square grid, and it should be Zhao Hong's used exercise book. Although the little girl is not very old, her handwriting is neat and neat.

Not only are the front grids filled with words, but also the back.

"Hold it to me." Zhao Jun handed the paper into Li Baoyu's hand.

Li Baoyu didn't think about it or asked. Zhao Jun asked him to take it, so he reached out and took it.

Zhao Jun squatted down, knelt on one knee, and placed his left knee on the front of his left ski.

Zhao Jun put his gloves back on and began to dig through the snow about thirty miles away from the footprints.

After digging a small hole 40 to 50 centimeters deep, Zhao Jun reached down and dug underneath where the sable had left its footprints.

During this process, Zhao Jun moved very slowly and carefully.

Sables are the most alert animals.

Eyes see in six directions, ears listen in all directions. This sentence is most appropriate when applied to them.

It walks this way back and forth every day. If it finds that the footprints in front of it are broken or there are footprints of other creatures around it, it will definitely turn around and run away.

Zhao Jun dug carefully and dug out a small space under the footprints that could fit a wooden clamp.

At this time, the snow above the space was about five centimeters thick. The snow was packed very hard, and a thin layer of snow was frozen on the surface to prevent it from collapsing.

After Zhao Jun finished digging, he called to Li Baoyu and said, "Come on, give me the clip first."

Li Baoyu came to Zhao Jun's side on his skis, bent down and handed the wooden clip to Zhao Jun's hand first.

Zhao Jun first opened the clamp, then moved it gently, and stuffed the wooden clamp into the space.

At this time, the top of the wooden board clamp is about two fingers away from the snow layer above.

"Here is a piece of paper." Zhao Jun said again.

When he said this, he took off all the gloves on both hands and stuffed them into the pockets of his cotton-padded jacket.

Li Baoyu couldn't twist the paper while wearing gloves, so he took off one of his gloves, separated out a piece of grid paper, and handed it to Zhao Jun.

Zhao Jun took the paper, held it with both hands, stuffed it into the space, and covered it on the clip.

If this paper is not covered, and the sable passes over it and tramples the snow, the moment the snow falls on the clip, the trap will be activated directly.

In this way, the sable cannot be caught.

But if a layer of paper is laid, the falling snow will be blocked by the paper. This paper can withstand the snow on it and ensure that the trap will not be triggered.

When the sable falls immediately, it exceeds the bearing range of the paper, and then the trap under the paper is triggered, trapping the sable.

After setting up the trap, Zhao Jun put on his gloves, grabbed the snow and slowly sealed the opening of the space, hiding the clip.

After that, he filled the surrounding snow back into the hole he dug layer by layer. This process was still very slow, very careful, and very careful.

After filling up the snow pit, Zhao Jun stood up and used the skis on his feet to level the place where he had just dug the pit.

"It's done!" After doing all this, Zhao Jun smiled at Li Baoyu and said, "Hurry up and find the next place."

The two of them went to the mountains and hills on their skis.

Moving on skis is much faster than walking. Soon after, on a high mountain, the two discovered traces of Sable's actions.

Zhao Jun still followed the same method and stuffed another clip into the place where Sable passed by.

After reading it twice, Li Baoyu had finished reading it. In fact, there is no technical content in this job, just be careful and patient.

Therefore, Li Baoyu and Zhao Junbing split into two groups, looking for traces of sable on the surrounding hills together, and then set the trap.

By the time the two finished lowering all eight clips, it was already past one in the afternoon, and they went home on their skis down the mountain.

When you slide down the mountain, you can travel faster.

Along the way, Zhao Jun kept reminding Li Baoyu to skate slower. This kid went a little crazy and pedaled the skis very fast.

Suddenly, Li Baoyu stopped and kept whistling to Zhao Jun from the front.

Logically speaking, the two were not far apart, and Zhao Jun could see him stop. In this case, Li Baoyu's current whistle is urging Zhao Jun.

Zhao Jun pedaled twice and almost reached Li Baoyu's side. Zhao Jun saw that at this fork in the road, the snow was covered with wild boar footprints.

Some of the footprints are hard to distinguish, but by rough estimation, there must have been fifteen or six people passing by here.

"Brother, do you want to fight?" At this time, Li Baoyu was a little eager to give it a try.

"No fight!" Zhao Jun said categorically. Today is the 26th of the twelfth lunar month, and the Chinese New Year is about to begin. Let alone a wild boar, even if he encounters a black bear on the road, as long as the black bear does not attack him and Li Baoyu, Zhao Jun will Just resolutely not fight.

These footprints were on the same road as Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu. They didn't care and continued walking home along the footprints.

However, when they passed another fork in the road, they found the footprints of seven or eight more wild boars coming down the south slope, converging with the footprints of the group of pigs they had been following.

Therefore, when Zhao Jun continued on his way, he found more and more wild boar footprints.

I'm afraid there must be more than twenty!

"Brother, fight or not!" Li Baoyu became even more excited.

"No fight." Zhao Jun refused without thinking. For the same reason, as the Chinese New Year is approaching, safety comes first and nothing is too troublesome.

They followed the footprints and walked forward. When they passed another fork in the road, they found that the footprints they were following were all heading north.

The two of them looked north curiously, and saw that the northern slope was covered with wild boar footprints.

No need to count them in detail, both Zhao Jun and Li Baoyu knew that this herd of pigs was so big that it was scary.

Li Baoyu opened his mouth and let the cold north wind pour into his mouth, but said: "There must be fifty or sixty of them?"

"Go home!" Zhao Jun walked home on his skis without even thinking about it.

Even if you want to fight such a big group of pigs, you can't.

The two came out of the mountain field and when they approached the village, they threw away the ash sticks in their hands and took off the boar skin skis on their feet and held them in their hands.

I was going down the mountain on skis just now. The speed was too fast and I couldn't talk.

At this time, Li Baoyu, who had been holding back for a long time, immediately started talking and asked Zhao Jun: "Brother, shouldn't the wild boars break up the gang at this time? Why do they still get together together?"

It is true that wild boars are social animals, but usually they live in groups or as a family.

Only when it snows in winter, wild boars will gather together to breed. At this time of year, the wild boars that have had enough trouble begin to break up the gang.

It is simply against common sense for so many wild boars to gather together while walking.

Zhao Jun frowned and said after a while: "I'm afraid there are big guys!"

"What big guy?" At this moment, a voice sounded from behind the two of them.