My 1995 Small Farm Chapter 505

  Chapter 505 Miao Family Hunting II

  The conditions have been negotiated.

  The attitude of the Miao people in Ranjiazhai towards them was finally a lot more friendly.

   Dinner was served by the little old man's family.

  He is the village head of Ranjiazhai.

   There were county leaders with them, and Chen Ling and the others were more sincere when they came to apologize, and they also brought two hounds for them.

  So in order to fulfill the friendship of the landlord, this dinner is still very rich.

  Stewed bacon and local chicken in hanging pots, as well as distinctive hanging pot rice and broiled fish with tree cauliflower.

  The so-called hanging pot is similar to hanging pot.

   It's just a change from an iron pot to an iron can.

   "Wow woof~"

  Two Taihang dogs are yelling at the little yellow dog, snatching chicken bones thrown by people.

   "These two coyotes are good hunting dogs."

  The little old man praised.

  Many people in Miao Village can speak Chinese, and even some elderly people can write some articles in Chinese characters.

   "It seems that the old man also knows how to hunt dogs. I didn't introduce it to you in detail before. This dog is a hunting dog from the north. The mountain dog in the Taihang Mountain area is called Taihang dog..."

   Bobcat beckoned and called the dog over, introducing him.

  The size of these two Taihang dogs is not much different from that of ordinary tiger-headed yellow dogs.

  It is only slightly bigger than ordinary dogs.

   This is due to impure blood.

  A true purebred Taihang dog with thick limbs and a tall and long body.

  The body size is much larger than the breeds south of the Qinling Mountains, and it feels full of oppression.

   "Taihang dog? I haven't heard of it, but I can almost guess it is a northern dog by looking at the dog's ears and mouth. The ears are so drooping, and the mouth is short and thick."

   "Ouch, the old man has insight."

  Everyone gave thumbs up one after another.

  The little old man chuckled.

   There are few outsiders here, and it is also a team of pack horses and mules, and it is not surprising that they are all from several nearby counties.

  So when he saw Zhao Dahai and others, he was very interested in talking.

   He took the initiative to talk about the many mastiffs he had seen before the founding of the country.

   is also quite interesting.

   It's just that the old people at this age are somewhat stubborn, and they have a lot of misunderstandings about people in certain places.

  This is related to the fact that there were more deceptions at that time.

   After all, they had been living in caves for refuge at that time, and some necessary supplies needed to be exchanged with others.

   After the founding of the People's Republic of China, the cultivated land was distributed, and only then did they come out of the cave, and the site was selected to open up wasteland and settle down.

   Chatting and chatting, it was completely dark.

   Surrounded by high mountains, it looks like a vast basin. After dark, the night looks like it has been splashed with thick ink.

  It's a small Miao Village, it's still a bit cold at night, so you need extra clothes.

   It doesn't feel like it's midsummer at all.

The little old man's family chatted with them more speculatively, so they cleaned up the room and invited them to stay overnight. They only said that they had traveled such a long distance and let them have a good night's rest, looking for prey, and worshiping the Lord of the Land. Just get it done before it's over.

  Chen Ling and the others naturally did not refuse the offer.

  I also got acquainted with two Miao youths I met during the day.

  One is called Jinwa and the other is called Muwa. They are brothers and nephews of the village head.

As soon as the people left, Zhao Dahai lay on his back on the bed and sighed comfortably: "The girls in this Miao Village are not very beautiful. I often see how the Miao Village looks like when I read books, and the martial arts novels are so beautiful. I thought There are good-looking girls everywhere, most of them are ordinary peasant girls."

Chen Ling and Shanmao glanced at him, and they were not in the mood to make fun of it now, they just said: "There are still things at home, we will stay here for at most three days, so tomorrow morning, let's hurry up to find the prey, get it done as soon as possible, and go home early. "

   "Okay, it's a pity that I didn't bring Heiwa and them, otherwise it will be done tonight." Shan Mao said.

  Chen Ling shook his head: "Don't be careless when you bring them. If you don't know the place, don't wander around in the mountains at night. The terrain is high and the terrain is very strange."

   "Yes, there is still a coffin on the mountain, it is the grave of Miao Village, don't wander around at night if you have nothing to do."

  Wang Qingzhong said in response.

  Everyone was taken aback, but fortunately they didn't wander around. The Miao family's grave is where the ancestors are buried, so maybe there are some taboos.

  In case of being found by mistake, it will be another troublesome matter.

   "Okay, keep your spirits up, and go hunting in the mountains tomorrow."

   After a brief discussion, everyone has been very nervous these two days. They didn't sleep well last night, and they drove such a long way, so they went back to their respective rooms to sleep early.

  Early the next morning, I still had breakfast at the village chief's house.

  Chen Ling and the others asked the little old man to prepare some necessary hunting gear for them.

"You guys, I really don't need to be so anxious. Although the last hunt was messed up and didn't catch any prey, the wild boar was so scared that it didn't come here for several days. They can go anywhere. If they don't come out, it's not easy for people to just go to the mountains to find them.

   Unless it is going to the mountains, take it to its old nest. "

   "Uncle, you are talking nonsense again, we are not going to Dashan, how can we let Brother Chen and the others go?"

   "I haven't finished yet. The mountains are more dangerous. The poisonous insects and beasts of the Great Qinling Mountains are all there."

  The local Miao people will call the barrier-like mountains that lie far away from the village as Dashan.

  The small hills located between the valleys, or flat dams, are called Pingshan.

   "This summer is very strange. All the wild boars have run down from the mountains. We can't do anything about it. We just offer sacrifices to the Lord of the Earth and hold hunting events. We go hunting in the mountains according to the traces left by the wild boars..."

  The little old man explained: "After the wild boar ran down from the mountain, it went wherever there was food, and drilled everywhere in the mountain. If there were no fresh footprints, it would be difficult to find it dryly."

in the past.

  Every autumn to the next spring, the wild boars that have spent the hot summer will swim from the mountains to the Pingshan, looking for food and shelter from the cold.

  This year wild boars are rampant.

   Can't wait for autumn at all.

  From the end of spring, many times, just after nightfall, wild boars will come down from the mountains and ridges, and hide in the woods and grass near the dry land and paddy fields.

   In the middle of the night, when the night is dead, they will sneak into these farmlands and do harm.

  After being unable to bear it any longer, several villages formed groups, with hunting teams as units, taking turns to patrol after nightfall.

  When you see wild boars, you beat gongs and drums to drive them away.

   Then follow the trails left by wild boars to chase them and kill them as much as possible.

  Otherwise, the wild boar will be like a guerrilla, going back and forth, running around, making people feel exhausted and exhausted.

   "We know Uncle Ran, but we still want to try."

   "Yeah, take a break, village chief, don't worry about us anymore. We are a little itchy when we encounter such a grand hunting event."

   "That's fine."

  The little old man looked at the group of them, and even Wang Jusheng and his brother-in-law, who were silent most of the time, were also full of fighting spirit.

   stood up and said that he was going to find shotguns and crossbows for them.

   "Uncle, if you don't have a gun, you can use a steel fork or something. We can't use a bow and crossbow."

  Chen Ling stopped the little old man.

   Guns, they will use them.

   But bows and crossbows, especially Miao crossbows, are limited to him and Bobcats.

  Others are fine for playing, but the accuracy of the slingshot is not as good as hitting the head.

   "Don't worry, there are a lot of earthen guns in the village, enough to use, will you make earthen guns?"

   "Yes, yes, as long as it is a gun, it will."

  Zhao Dahai rubbed his hands, his face flushed with excitement.

  The fat man's long-awaited hunting dream will come true here in Miao Village.

  Forgot that he was carrying a gun too.

   "That's fine, I'll get it for you."

  The little old man nodded with a smile, and took his son out to prepare for them.

  earth gun, that is, the common kind of earth gun.

   Load gunpowder, fill iron sand, and shoot it out with a bang, and it will be a large piece.

   Don't need marksmanship at all.

  Once an ordinary bird or rabbit is hit, the whole body is often like a sieve.

   Even if it is rubbed once, it will be pierced by iron sand, and if it is chased by the hunting dogs, it will directly lose its way of life.

   "Hey, look well, I'm going to shoot ten of them tonight."

   "Pull it down, earthen guns are easy to hurt people, you stay at the card later, don't shoot randomly."

   "I can't do it without an earthen gun. Who said I use an earthen gun? I have a good gun in my backpack."

   "Come on, leave the good guns to me and Fugui, we will be the main force."

   "No, I'm the main force..."

  When Zhao Dahai and Bobcat were arguing.

  The little old man brought the earthen gun with someone.

  In addition to the gun, there is also iron sand for filling.

  Actually, only Wang Jusheng, his brother-in-law, and Wang Qingzhong had no guns.

   Just take three.

  However, the quality of the soil gun is not stable, and it is a bit old, so you have to pick it.

  They picked up the guns and tested them.

   There were people outside who came to see it, most of them were women holding dolls, thinking that strangers like them from other places were not common.

   Some little dolls who had never been down the mountain looked at them from top to bottom with wide eyes.

   Seeing this, the two nephews of the little old man closed the door.

He came back and smiled and said: "Don't worry, I'll take you there later, and get to know the hunting team briefly, otherwise if you want to catch prey, even if you can't go with the hunting team, after meeting you on the mountain, make a gesture, It's convenient to send a signal…”

  This is quite thoughtful.

  Everyone just be patient and wait for the gun to be picked.

  The little old man brought some more things: "This is a steel fork and a hunting knife. To fight big beasts, you must be fully prepared..."

   Then talk to his two nephews one by one about the points that need to be paid attention to when fighting the "big beast".

   While talking, he packed his things and sent Chen Ling and the others to contact the hunting team outside the stockade.

  Here, the so-called big wild beasts they mentioned in Miao Village are wild boar, bison, wild deer, etc. The bison refers to Qinling bison, also called takin.

   But more wild boars.

   Because over the years, many large mammals have become extinct.

   Only wild boars can survive tenaciously.

   "Remember, don't hit the head-on pig."

  "The head-on pig that has been shot will hide away when it sees it. Such a pig is angry and red-eyed when it sees people. If it can't hide in time, it will be pushed to death."

  The three of them talked tirelessly about some commonplace questions in Chen Ling's view.

   This was because they were afraid that Chen Ling and the others would not understand this and would carelessly despise it.

   After all, they are indeed a little younger.

  Even if I brought two northern hounds to apologize, they sound like they understand hounds and hunting, but come on, the people from outside don't lack people with sharp words.

   What if you only talk about it?

  What should be explained clearly should be explained clearly.

  So there is a little more to say.

   Chen Ling and the others listened patiently, without any signs of impatience.

  After that, I briefly met the hunting team of Miao Village.

  Learned a few simple Hmong words.

   Briefly understand their hunting methods and hunting habits.

  Many habits are similar to theirs.

  For example, guns are not called guns, knives are not called knives, and all kinds of prey have pronouns, all of which are cryptic.

  The wild boar is called 'Yada'.

  Wild sheep are called 'Yadong'… all kinds of things, plus various gestures.

   Followed by 'plum tube' and 'grass label'.

  The people who drive the mountain here in Miao Village must wear a whistle made of bamboo, called a plum tube, to communicate with each other on the mountain.

  Grass sign is a knot tied with a few pieces of thatch and hung on trees, bamboo poles, intersections, and in the middle of the road. It is a sign for Miao Village to convey information.

  It is also very commonly used when hunting.

   "Is it useful to talk to them so much?

  I can't see which of these people can hunt, what does the fat one look like...

   How about we divide them up when we get something later?

  In my opinion, with their appearance, and those two dogs, they don't seem to be able to run in the mountains. "

  In their eyes, the short and dainty bobcat is more like a good hunter.

  Other people are either fat or tall, and they cannot run away in the mountains.

   "No, the rules are the rules. You can't be sloppy with the land master's hunting... huh? You boy, is it because of those fancy clothes outside?"

   "No, no, hey, I saw that Chen holding a camera yesterday."

   "Huh? Camera? Didn't see it."

   "Stay in the yard."

   Several youths of the Miao village hunting team were whispering.

  Although he was greedy for Chen Ling's camera and wanted to get close and take a few pictures, he still didn't dare to break the rules and provoke the gods to be angry.

  When they were talking about Chen Ling and others.

  Chen Ling and the others had left the dam at this time and came to the forest outside.

   This mountain range is called Leijialing.

  The mountains are big and the valleys are deep, the trees are tall and the forests are dense, and there are many streams.

   Many places are not only steep, but also separated by sudden valleys and deep ravines.

   It is really hard to find prey like this aimlessly.

  On a sunny day, the environment is very comfortable with birds singing and flowers fragrant.

  Leading the dog along the ridge for a while, Zhao Dahai and the others felt quite blinded.

   "Didn't it mean that wild boars are flooding? Why can't I see one for a long time?"

   "If you haven't hunted before, stop talking nonsense, please? Watch more, learn more and talk less."

  The lynx choked on him. The fat man yearned for hunting all day long, but he didn't know anything about it, and it annoyed people.

   Even if there are more wild boars.

   It's not like running around in the woods stupidly, waiting for you to catch it.

  I ran away long ago when I heard some trouble.

   Besides, it's still morning.

  The wild boars were already full at night, so why would they come out to wander around?

   "Go, I didn't tell you, I was asking Fugui, where should we go to find wild boars."

  This is what the Wang Qingwen brothers and Wang Jusheng wanted to ask.

   They all looked at Chen Ling.

  Chen Ling pointed down: "Go to the water to look for wild boar dung and wild boar footprints first, try these two Taixing dogs, if not, then look for mud ponds in the mountains.

   In addition, if all goes well, set up two traps on the wild boar's animal path. "

  Pigs run on ponds, deer run on beams, leopards run on rocks.

  As long as the habits of these wild things do not change, this applies everywhere.

  In the previous years, the wild boars here hid in the 'big mountain' to cool off, and only came to the 'Pingshan' in autumn. This year, they came down so early, and in the scorching summer, the wild boars must roll in the mud pond to enjoy the coolness.

   Or just near the water's edge, maybe spinning along the river.

   Shanmao also understood this, and gave Chen Ling a dog: "Let's go separately, I will take Dahai and Jusheng to find the beast way."

"good."

  Chen Ling took Wang Qingwen and his brothers, and the three of them went down the ridge to look for wild boar footprints and feces by the water.

  All kinds of bird calls, as well as the calls of wild monkeys, kept ringing in the forest.

  Suddenly, the shadow of a tree shook in a certain direction in front of Chen Ling and the three of them.

  A group of wild monkeys uttered a scream of fear, and then the branches and leaves shook violently, and a monkey fell heavily from the top of the tree.

   Bang.

"what!"

  The three of Chen Ling were taken aback, and hurriedly raised their guns.

  The moment the gun was raised, a golden figure jumped out from the top of a big tree, and leaped lightly over their heads in front of them.

  The moment he looked up, the sun dazzled his eyes slightly.

  I could only vaguely see a pair of pale yellow pupils protruding from the top of the tree, and glanced at them with an indifferent and ferocious gaze.

   Then suddenly disappeared.

   "Leopard?!"

  (end of this chapter)

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