My 1995 Small Farm Chapter 580

  The altitude of Tiannan City is relatively high. After entering the eighth month of the lunar calendar, the weather quickly cools down.

  In the breeze of early autumn, the fragrance of fruit bursts, and a vigorous yellow-clawed falcon leads a group of plump gray pigeons to fly and circle over the orchard.

  Until the sound of horseshoes and motorcycle engines came from the dirt road beside the orchard, the falcon screamed in the air, leading the group of pigeons to swoop down to the young man on horseback.

   "Hey, bald man, why is this guy here again?!"

  Chen Ling looked up and was very surprised.

  Bobcat 'Didi' honked the horn twice, looked up and laughed and said, “This is a visit to get to know the way, didn't they show up two days ago?”

"No ah."

Chen Ling withdrew his gaze and muttered, "I don't know where it came from. I asked Erbald to help train the pigeons. Looking at it like this, I don't know if I can train it. I just know that I fly around with the pigeons every day." .”

  Bobcat smiled: "That said, at least it has trained the endurance of the pigeons for you, you are right."

   "That's right, it's pretty good to be able to fly so far. It's an eagle with a pigeon, neither fish nor fowl."

  Chen Ling curled his lips and gradually increased the horse's speed.

   Shanmao couldn't hear his words, "You can be content, the wild pigeons you caught have been trained like this, what do you want to do, become carrier pigeons all of a sudden?

   It would be great to be able to fly with an eagle.

  If you want to produce good homing pigeons, you have to breed a few more broods. "

   There are also many gambling elements in racing with pigeons, but this is one of the most gentle games among many gambling games.

   Racing dogs are also dangerous to the dogs themselves. Running too fast for a short distance can easily cause casualties, but racing pigeons themselves are rarely in danger, and the danger comes from the outside.

  For example, being hunted by a falcon, or being shot down, or being thirsty and hungry halfway, and being caught.

   That's all.

   That is to say, Shanmao knew Chen Ling, or the two of them were similar in many ways, and it was fun to raise them.

   Yu Qi'an might have shouted for Chen Ling to buy a few pigeons and come back for training.

   "I'll talk about it in the future. Breeding pigeons has to be done slowly, there is no rush.

   Now we have to speed up. If we slow down, Er Bald and this group of pigeons will not be able to perform well. "

   As Chen Ling said, he pinched the horse's belly, and the little green horse immediately ran wildly.

   "Okay, I want to see how the pigeon flies."

  Bobcat twisted the accelerator, and amidst the roar, the motorcycle rushed out.

  His motorcycle is not a mountain bike.

  It is much fiercer than a mountain bike, let go of the accelerator, and on the small road, it was able to chase closely behind the little green horse.

  A tall blue horse and a black motorcycle galloped on the dirt road between the suburbs and fields.

   Immediately afterwards, there was a cheerful cry of a falcon, and a majestic yellow-clawed falcon hung above Chen Ling's head, flapping its wings and flying.

   And the group of pigeons circled the little green horse and the motorcycle back and forth, flying at low altitude.

  Chen Ling often rides horses and releases hawks and pigeons. Once he runs, although he is happy, he is used to it.

  Bobcat has never seen it before, and only thinks that when the motorcycle is driving at high speed, the pigeons flying up and down around the motorcycle can maintain such a close distance to the motorcycle and fly at a low altitude.

   There are on the left and right sides of him, as if you can touch them with your fingers.

  It's more fun to release pigeons than to walk the dog.

  Especially the speed of the motorcycle is fast, and the surrounding scenery is rapidly reversing. He can still see the scene of pigeons chasing the motorcycle in the two rearview mirrors.

  Some pigeons don't even seem to flap their wings, as if they are gliding with a motorcycle.

  The fun and exciting scene made Bobcat scream excitedly, and twist the accelerator again...

   While the motorcycle was speeding up, the pigeons were pulled away.

  But soon they flapped their wings to catch up again, and the pigeons flew around the motorcycle, coming and going with the motorcycle, chasing each other back and forth.

  That scene made the well-informed Bobcat unable to help but become more and more addicted to playing.

   After walking the dirt road, one horse and one motorcycle came to a road outside the county seat, and they played even more vigorously.

   It also caused many passers-by to exclaim and follow them for a long time. Many of them didn't know what these two young people were doing.

   Bringing a group of birds or pigeons, I can't understand it, I don't know what it is for.

  Everyone stood on tiptoe to look around, and then talked a lot.

   Although this time is not like the previous two years when motorcycles are scarce, but in the small county below, there are really not many motorcycles.

   Shan Mao rode even fewer big motorcycles, and Chen Ling galloped beside him. Many people said that he was a gangster from a rich family when they saw it.

   But some people said that it was not the same. They clearly saw something flying above their heads and around them.

   The two of them didn't care about other people's eyes. This road is spacious and there are many farmlands on both sides.

  Go all the way, play while driving.

  The dog fighting contest that Shan Mao mentioned was also in the suburbs, it was an old livestock market, the distance was not too far, ten kilometers at most.

   It takes more than half an hour to get there by motorcycle. At the speed of Chen Ling and the others, it will naturally be faster.

  The closer you get to the dog park, the more people you meet on the road going to fight dogs.

  Some ride motorcycles, some ride bicycles, some drive cars and pick-up trucks, and each of them keeps their dogs in iron cages.

  Some cages even have more than one dog, all of which are large dogs, and each dog has a halter on its mouth to prevent these dogs from fighting each other in the cage.

  These people were in a hurry to go to the dogfight.

  But when Chen Ling and Shan Mao flew past them with an eagle hanging above their heads and pigeons flying beside them.

   One counts one and all are attracted, without exception.

  Drivers couldn't help but stick their heads out of the window.

  No way, the way the two play is too unique.

   "What is this for, juggling?"

   "What juggling, isn't that Zhong Laosan? The one riding the horse is the little brother surnamed Chen. I just met that night."

   "Oh, yes, yes, he is the only one riding a horse."

  “They also went to watch dogfights. They walked around and caught up quickly to see what kind of birds they brought. They looked like pigeons to me.

  But can pigeons fly like that? "

  Most people have seen pigeons flying in the sky, and many people have fed pigeons in squares or parks.

   Not so unrecognizable.

   But if it was put on Chen Ling and the others' style of play, they wouldn't even be sure if it was a pigeon or not.

   I have never seen such a game.

  The closer they were to the dog fighting arena, the more people there were. Many residents from nearby counties and villages also came to watch the dog fighting, so Chen Ling and his two gradually slowed down.

   After they slowed down, the drivers behind followed up.

  Many of these people who came to fight dogs knew Chen Ling already.

  Most of the tigers met that night.

  After following up, he looked curiously at the pigeons flying beside the two of them, and the falcons flying above their heads.

  After seeing it clearly, they immediately widened their eyes and exclaimed 'fuck', 'fuck' again and again, because now they finally saw clearly that there were really pigeons and eagles flying beside them.

   "Good guy, Brother Chen, your way of playing has made us lose our minds about fighting dogs."

   "Yeah, look, so many people are watching you, today the limelight is on your side."

   "...Tsk tsk tsk, you are so capable, even tigers can be trained like this, and pigeons can be trained like this. What other skills do we not know?"

  Not only are there many people fighting dogs today, but there seems to be a fair ahead, and there are also many people coming to the fair.

  Chen Ling didn't care about talking to them, so he gestured to the group, and then whistled, and the pigeons gathered in an instant.

  The falcon also circled and landed.

  Chen Ling raised his hand to catch it, Erbald's perfect grip landed on his arm, and the pigeons landed on the horse's back one after another.

  Many people who went to the market saw this scene, thinking that besides dog fighting, there were jugglers today, so they squeezed into this old livestock market.

  Busy and bustling, making it difficult for many dogfighters to enter.

   I had to park the car outside and walk inside with the dog.

   When they finally squeezed in, they saw that Chen Ling was already standing and chatting with Sun Yanhong and Yu Bangjin.

   Besides the little green horse tied to a tree, the falcons and the group of pigeons were all gone.

  When everyone looked around curiously, Bobcat pointed to the sky above his head, and saw the falcon flying away with a flock of pigeons above the blue sky.

   Seeing their doubts, Shanmao smiled: "It's just tired from flying, and I went to find a place to drink water."

   Then without saying much, he went straight to Chen Ling and the others.

   I heard Yu Bangjin was introducing the situation, "See, the games inside are relatively small now, and they are all played by young people from nearby villages, and the bets can't be too much.

  Have you seen those bikers with dogs on the road? That's it. "

   Chen Ling heard dogs barking in all directions, and knew that dogs were fighting.

   It's just that the crowd is surrounded by piles, and they can't see clearly what's going on inside.

  Sun Yanhong then explained: "You don't need to look at this now, it's just a small fight, and there are people who bring the dogs over to fight. When it really starts later, there will be a dog fighting arena in the middle, which is the most exciting.

   Just like the Colosseum.

  In a round field, two dogfighters lead their own dogs and stand at the north and south exits.

   At this time, other dogs are not allowed to approach, let the two participating dogs bark at each other for a while.

  When the red eye is called, they start to blow the whistle, and they let the dogs start the game.

  These two dogs are fighting together. "

  Walking a dog on the street, when two dogs meet, they will angrily bark at each other and make gestures of biting and threatening.

   Such a fierce dog fighting dog has a bad temper.

   When the two dogs meet and get angry with each other, they easily fight together.

  “…During this period, when the dogs barked and confronted each other, and when they showed their power, it was also the time for these dog fighting bets, which tested people's eyesight.”

   Sun Yanhong added.

   That is to say, through the dog's confrontation before entering the field, observe all aspects of the dog's situation.

   Such as body shape, teeth, courage and so on.

  If the other party yells twice and **** with its tail between its legs, then no one will bet on this kind of dog.

"So that's how it is, it's quite formal... Oh, the bobcats are here, let's go, let's go around first, anyway, no matter who plays, let the dogs fight, I think their little play is quite interesting now. "

  Chen Ling felt that the gameplay Sun Yanhong mentioned was much more formal than many in later generations.

  Because of the prohibition of face-to-face dog fighting in later generations, elites and high-class people mostly played horse racing and gambling, and dog fighting was completely reduced to folk games.

  Although there are many people, the gameplay is simple and the place is simple, just find an open space in the wild.

   Betting is also simple and rough, much simpler than this occasion.

   "Let's go and have a look. To be honest, I haven't been here before. I just listen to what people say."

  Bobcat rubbed his hands, and the group wandered around.

   I saw that the dogfighters are all in groups of three or four.

   Most of them are young people from the county towns and villages. Of course, there are also some older ones.

  The dogs they bring are very ordinary, and they gamble very little.

   After a dog fight, the bet is at most five hundred dollars.

   More one or two hundred, or three hundred.

  However, the bets are small, and there are many people participating.

  The first thing Chen Ling and the others saw was two middle-aged men fighting with dogs.

  One side is a yellow earth dog, and the other side is a blue dog, both of which are common dogs in the countryside.

  The two sides met each other, barking and biting each other, entangled and rolled on the ground.

   It seems that they fought fiercely, but in fact, compared with the fierce dogs, the injuries caused to each other were not serious, and it ended soon.

   It was Qinggou who won by size advantage.

  Some people cheer, some people are depressed, and then start to divide the money.

   "This guy, this way of playing is too bad... If there is a police to take care of it, once someone calls the police, the whole litter will definitely be taken away."

   Chen Ling murmured in his heart.

   But don't say it, this thing is quite interesting.

  Especially in the towns and villages, the gangs of dogfighters generally don't bring strong dogs.

  The dog on the other side will not chase and bite, and will die.

   It's almost like fighting dogs in the village.

   Moreover, the dogs they brought were all ordinary, and it was difficult to judge who had the advantage from the appearance.

  Even Chen Ling often misses it.

   But the more distracted, the more addictive it is.

   Chen Ling was deeply touched by this, and even he was aroused.

   But after turning around, even if he can lose his eyes, he is confident that he will not lose, and losing is only a small part of the loss.

   Otherwise, those dogs at home would be for nothing.

   "How is it, Fugui, do you want to make a bet for fun?"

  Sun Yanhong was the best at observing words and expressions. Knowing that Chen Ling's hands were itchy after turning around, she asked with a smile.

   When she asked, Yu Bangjin immediately looked over with bright eyes: "Brother, look for me for betting. I won six consecutive victories in dog racing and eight consecutive victories in dog fighting at the beginning of the year. I will play with you, and you will win."

   This short, fat man with curly hair refused to set up a pickle factory with Chen Ling last time. Later, when he saw that Chen Ling was on the news and on CCTV, he regretted it.

   Now I'm thinking about getting closer to Chen Ling.

  What is the fastest way to pull in the relationship? In his opinion, of course he brought his brother to win money.

   "Don't use it first, don't use it first, we have never seen this occasion before, let's play by ourselves first."

  Chen Ling smiled, he and Shanmao were going to bet on their own first, and here they are, making a small bet for fun, this is just a new way to play.

  Yu Bangjin wanted to persuade him when he heard the words, glanced out of the corner of his eye, and hurriedly turned his head: "Huh? Someone brought out the tiger's head and turned yellow. The official dog fighting is about to begin."

  Although Hutouhuang was born as a local dog, it is a real and fierce dog. The kind that gets killed in a fight, the owner will not stop unless the owner shouts.

   Therefore, many dogfighters like to use tiger head yellow in the lead.

   This dog is cheap and easy to use, just like the Mongolian horse among the horses. It is not expensive nowadays.

  Go to Fenglei Town and run in the mountains, and you can bring a few out.

   Totally inferior to the prized foreign spitfires.

  So starting the game with a tiger head and a yellow head is just a tentative effect. (end of this chapter)

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