Years: Salted fish life since going to the countryside

I didn't catch one for a long time, how did these little brats catch so many?

"Tie Dan, Tie Zhu, Erya, come over here."

Tie Dan still looked the same, with his black arms exposed to the sun, and the two snot marks on his face were extremely obvious.

"Why, Big Brother Han?"

"Where did you catch the sparrow? How did you catch it?"

"Sparrows? You're talking about house sparrows. Erya lived in a nest of sparrows under the eaves of their house, and then let us block them and dig them all out."

Han Li.

"Is there any left alive? Give me two evenly, how about I exchange them with sugar?"

"Brother Han, do you also want to eat roasted house sparrows? I'll give you two instead."

"It's not that I keep it for fun."

"It can't support this thing, it will kick its legs in two days at most."

"Then I'll raise it for two days and eat it after it dies."

"Then ask me to bake it for you when you eat it. Everyone says the house sparrow I bake is delicious."

It was the first time Han Li discovered that Tie Zhu was a slob, and if he was bigger, he would be comparable to Tang Seng.

He grabbed a handful of hard candy and handed it to Tie Zhu, asking him to share among the children.

Then I picked out two spirited sparrows from the cloth pocket. The child handled them well. These sparrows had their wings and legs tied.

"Okay, you guys should go back early."

Just as he was about to leave, Tie Zhu spoke again.

"Brother Han, call me when you want to eat a sparrow. I will not only pick it out but also catch it. Next time I will definitely not want your candy."

Han Li smiled and agreed. This may be the enthusiasm of the Northeast people, even a baby can be so bright.

When he got home, Hao Hongmin had already plastered the wall and left.

Han Li grabbed the two sparrows, recalled the elementary beast control technique in his mind, and then released them slowly.

After a while, the struggling sparrows calmed down, and Han Li could still feel their fear and closeness.

Han Li untied them, and the two sparrows flew around the room for a while, then fell to the side and looked at him with their heads tilted.

"Come to my hand."

Han Li stretched out his hand and tried to shout, and the two sparrows flew to his palm immediately.

Then he looked at the two sparrows in his hand with a bewildered face, and that's it? No need to burn incense and chant mantras? A bloodletting ceremony?

Excitedly, Han Li commanded the sparrow to fly around the room, imitating bombers for a while and fighter jets for a while.

When he had played enough, the two sparrows were almost exhausted and paralyzed, so he took out a handful of broken rice and gave them to eat.

"You can live with me, but you can't shit in my room."

"Usually just help me keep an eye on the edible fruit trees, as well as the whereabouts of pheasants and hares."

After Han Li finished speaking, he drove the two sparrows out, and then took out the stone he had decomposed from the decomposition space.

First, take out the hidden stamps, and wrap several layers tightly with oiled paper.

Then wrap several layers with newspaper to enlarge the pit that was originally decomposed.

The surrounding pit walls are all built with stones tightly, so that the rats will not cause harm to the things inside.

The dried hay and stone powder firmly guard the stamps in the middle, so as long as the stamps are replaced frequently, they will not be damp.

After doing all this, Han Li's heart was completely relieved, and only then did he start to build the operating table next to the stove.

First go to the yard and use a little mud as a binder, and then stack the stones I brought back layer by layer.

Finally, put the wooden boards up, and a working table that can be used is ready.

In the future, he would no longer need to cut vegetables on the ground or on the kang. Only then did Han Li start cooking.

After eating, move around in the yard to relax your muscles and digest your food.

Only then did Han Li realize that he still needed to go to the mountain again to find a few tree trunks as thick as his thighs and carry them back.

These days, his skills haven't fallen much, but there are fewer people to help him practice endurance, that is, the ability to resist blows.

If you don't practice the ability to resist blows when practicing boxing, you will be half-baked in the end. Otherwise, if you meet your peers, you will be blown away by a punch, and then the consequences will be self-evident.

Now that I don't have helpers by my side, I can only find other ways by myself.

For example: erect a few tree trunks, and you can exercise every part of your body by hitting the trunks every day.

The effect of this is not very good, but at least it will not reduce the original body's ability to resist blows.

But if you want to do this yourself, you must keep up with the quantity and types of herbs you need, or you will leave hidden wounds on your body.

In addition, the vegetable field in the yard has to be reclaimed, and some stones have to be found on the mountain and river.

It is used to pave the ground in the house, and a path is also made from the street gate to the main house entrance.

The ground in the old yard has already been stepped on, which is better. If my yard is not done, it will be muddy when it rains or snows.

Han Li took a hot bath and adjusted the light of the lantern to the brightest.

Lying on the kang and reading the Little Red Book for a while, the yard next to him is now full of laughter

A hot bath made them play together, but it's a pity that there is no decent referee at the scene.

The next day, Han Li opened his eyes automatically without the reminder of the village bell.

Pour water from the large water tank into the pot, and then skillfully light the kerosene stove.

Then I went to the yard to stretch my muscles and bones, and then I washed my face and brushed my teeth.

At this time, the water is boiling, cut a tomato into it, and then make some white noodles.

Add salt at about the same time, put a few drops of sesame oil in a bowl, and the delicious tomato pimple soup is complete.

Fill the jug with water after eating, just as the bell is ringing.

Han Li went to the grain drying field after a stroll, but he didn't expect many people to gather and talk here.

"Han Zhiqing, you came early this morning and Jiedi didn't mean you didn't sleep well tonight because you wanted to marry a wife."

"That's right, we've heard that you bought a lot of things from the county seat yesterday, so you're really planning to settle down in our Shanghe Village?"

Han Li smiled wryly. The mouths of these aunts and aunts are too bad. You should know that he wouldn't come so early.

"Aunt Zhang Si, Aunt Zhao Liu, I am only 16 years old, if I marry a wife now, my mother will definitely break my legs."

"Besides, the guy I bought yesterday is just a water tank and a few jars for pickling pickles."

"These are all daily necessities. I always have to think about the days after it snows."

"What are you afraid of at the age of 16? There are too many people who are 16-year-old fathers in Gada. When the time comes to bring back a big grandson to your mother, she may not know how beautiful it will be."

"That's right, educated youth Han, do you have a girl you like? Auntie will help you to ask? It seems that no one has run away on your terms."