"Tianming, my mobile phone has been ringing non-stop this morning, why did you collect so much money?"

Looking at the collection information and balance in his mobile phone, Nie's father handed it to Nie Tianming.

"That's not all. ”

Nie Tianming untied his waist bag and put a stack of hundred-yuan bills on the table from inside.

"Count, plus those on your phone, it's at least 35,000 dollars. ”

Father Nie asked, "How much do you sell for that cart of iron stick yams?"

"60 pounds, 100 pounds, this little trick was taught to me by Dad, and there are many people who buy it. ”

"Yes, yes, my son has grown up, but this price is a bit too high, and if you want to put it on me, I really don't want to ask for it like this. ”

didn't dare to reveal the existence of the Qiankun bag, Nie Tianming vaguely said that he had filled a big cart, and he brought it all over at one time, but fortunately, Nie's father didn't dig deeper.

Mother Zhang Lanjuan looked at Nie Tianming with gentle eyes, a tall man of 1.8 meters, a javelin-like tall body, after several years of experience on the construction site, her arms gradually revealed the outline of her muscles, and her thin face was also a little more mature and charming.

The more I look at my son, the more pleasing it becomes, I haven't decided on my family, it's the Wang family's Nizi who is not blessed.

In these four miles and eight towns, why don't you find a few watery yellow flower girls, Nie's mother is already thinking about the next blind date.

Although Nie Tianming's age in the city is not very old, in the village, he is already half a leftover man.

After listening to Nie Tianming's introduction to the morning market in the county seat, Nie's father had a bottom in his heart.

"It seems that our yam is not worried about the market, and the apples in the apple orchard will not ripen for more than ten days, and I can't be idle these days, so I will take the time to go into the mountains today." ”

Into the mountains?

Nie Tianming came to the spirit.

When Nie Lao Dad was young, he was a famous hunter in Shili Eight Villages.

I heard that the reason why my mother married my father was that I admired my father's chic posture and wanted him to eat meat every once in a while.

Although his thoughts have been on the fields and orchards in recent years, the tradition of Nie's father going into the mountains to hunt has not been left behind.

When Nie Tianming was a child, he was still young, no matter how he cried, his father went into the mountains to hunt and didn't take himself.

After boarding in junior high school and high school, and living in the school, I didn't have time to go into the mountains.

In Nie Tianming's memory, the number of times he entered the mountain could be counted on both hands.

Dad untied the rope of the "Roaring Ground" tied to the chain in the yard, and Roaring Ground instantly ran happily towards Nie Tianming, circling around him, lowering his head and rubbing Nie Tianming's calf from time to time.

Howling is a relatively pure wolf dog, weighing hundreds of pounds, and standing up more than a person tall.

It is covered with shiny black hair, has brownish-yellow feet, and has a yellow spot above each eyebrow, making it a relatively rare four-eyed wolfdog.

At the beginning, Nie Tianming worshiped the roaring dog of Erlang God, so when he raised this wolf dog cub, he named it Roaring Land, which can be regarded as powerful and domineering.

Because a few years ago, the superiors went to the village to check the prohibited items door to door, and the air guns and dozens of ** that my father used to hunt before were taken away.

So when I went up the mountain today, I could only carry a crude crossbow from my own as a weapon for self-defense and hunting.

This kind of earthen crossbow made by the craftsmen in the village is not used when encountering tigers and bears, and can be used to shoot a few pheasants and hares, which is more than enough.

Nie Tianming carried a willow basket made of wicker on his back, led the ground in his hand, followed his father, and went out majestically.

When he walked to the Nanquan River, Zhang Sheng had just come ashore from the water, wearing only pants and wet hair, and he shared the small fish and shrimp caught by a few children.

"You're about to become the king of children, and you've learned some of this after a few years as a soldier?"

Hearing Father Nie talk about himself, Zhang Sheng's tanned face turned into a flower.

Seeing Nie Tianming leading the ground and Nie Daddy holding a crossbow in his hand, Zhang Sheng's eyes flashed with a fine light.

"Tianming, this is going into the mountains to hunt? I'll go with you!"

Without waiting for the two to agree, Zhang Shengma slipped into his clothes and ran to Nie Tianming's father and son.

"Hehe, there's no hunting fun in catching fish. ”

"I heard that the matter between you and Wang Yuanyuan was blown?"

As soon as Nie Tianming remembered what happened to Li Disheng and Wang Yuanyuan in the morning market, he got angry and didn't answer.

Perhaps knowing that he said something he shouldn't have said, Zhang Sheng said again: "You look so handsome, known as Nanquan Wu Yanzu, and I, Nanquan Gu Tianle, are as handsome as ever, what kind of beauty can't be found." ”

With a laugh and a curse, the three of them embarked on a journey into the mountain.

After passing through the orchard, there are very few people to see.

The ripe red fruits hung all over the branches, and the sour jujube branches were unscrupulously growing outward, sealing most of the path into the mountain.

"It seems that we are the first to enter the mountain this year, and I don't know what we can catch. ”

Taking out *** from the back basket, Nie Tianming volunteered to open the way in front, waving *** like a chivalrous man in martial arts, doing various moves.

"Look, there's pheasants!"

Following the direction of Zhang Sheng's finger, through the sour jujube trees full of spikes, I saw a male pheasant foraging on the withered yellow fallen leaves, and the bright feathers were easy to identify.

Whistling was startled by Zhang Sheng's loud shout, barked twice, and the pheasant was frightened, stopped, stunned for a second, and flew away.

"Hey, tonight's pheasant feast is in vain. ”

The teacher is not good, Zhang Sheng sighed.

The excess weeds and branches sticking out of the road were cut off, and a sheep's intestine path stretched deep into the mountains appeared in front of the three people and one dog.

"It's not really going into the mountains yet, so let's not go too deep today, and we have to go home before the sun sets. ”

Father Nie had a serious face, staring at Nie Tianming and Zhang Sheng, and said in a deep voice.

"Understood!"

Entering the mountain is not a trivial matter, Zhang Sheng is naughty and mischievous, and he has come in many times, but because he has no earth crossbow to defend himself, he does not dare to go too deep.

Nie Tianming has his own little abacus, and his mother at home has gone to shave yams again, and he will go to the county to sell them tomorrow.

Such a good opportunity to make money can't be delayed because of entering the mountain, so it will definitely not stay overnight in the mountain.

When it entered the mountain, it was not afraid to scare people with a roar, and when the chains were unleashed, Nie Tianming let it run as much as he could.

"Tianming, you don't know how fresh the carp crutches were yesterday, I only put salt and ate three steamed buns. ”

Hugging Nie Tianming's shoulders, Zhang Sheng's eyes wandered around to find the target, and his mouth was not idle for a moment.

Once deep in the mountains, there is no such thing as a road, all of which are rugged slopes and hideous rocks.

There are even places where there are deep pits of stagnant water, which become natural traps when covered by dense shrubs or fallen leaves, and if you are not careful, your life will be in danger.

Nie Lao Dad used *** to cut three thick branches, one for each person, for road exploration.

At this time, the sun is overhead, take out your phone and take a look, one o'clock at noon.

Climbing the mountain is the most exhausting, and from morning to now, before a single prey has been caught, the stomachs of the three people have rumbled.

But after all, Zhang Sheng is a former soldier, Nie Tianming is tired and out of breath, and this kid is still alive.

In the willow basket were the pancakes and shallots put by the mother, Nie Tianming gave Zhang Sheng a stack, and the three old men sat on a huge rock and ate it in a big gulp.

Dogs in the countryside are best fed, they eat leftovers, and they are still fat and strong.

Whistling eats a few hard steamed buns left the day before yesterday, although it is not a good thing, but Whistling is never picky, lying on the ground, holding down the steamed buns with two front paws, gnawing with relish.

"Whoosh~"

A crossbow bolt burst through the air.

I saw that the father was holding a cake in his right hand and a crossbow in his left hand, and his posture was extremely chic.

"Go!"

This is the code between Daddy and Roaring, as soon as this word comes out, it means that the prey has been hit.

Whistling back on the boulder, he suddenly exerted his strength, like a black ghost, and rushed out.

The sound of four paws stepping on the earth, dull and powerful, disappeared from sight with a rustle of leaves.

Nie Tianming and Zhang Sheng had never seen such a scene, so they hurriedly dropped the pancake in their hands, stretched their necks long, and looked in the direction of the roaring ground.

"Don't look at it, it's not far, it's just blocked by the hillside. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he came back with a fat brown-blue hare in his mouth.

He put the hare at his father's feet, and grinned with his tongue out as if asking for credit.

Nie Tianming threw his cake to Whistling, but without saying a word, Whistling ate it.

Because the strength of the earth crossbow was too large, the crossbow arrow pierced in front of the hare, and the arrow pierced out from the back.

Nie Tianming took the dead hare and threw it into the willow basket.

"Uncle Nie, if it were placed in ancient times, your old man would be a little Li Guanghuarong who wore Yang in a hundred steps. ”

Zhang Sheng smirked on his face, his mouth was flattering, but his eyes looked like they were on a crossbow.

"Give me less poor mouth, don't you look at the itchy hands?"

Father Nie had just stretched out his hand to hand the earth crossbow to Zhang Sheng, but he heard a sharp cry resounding through the mountains and forests.

"It's not a good thing, the wild boar is coming out of the mountain!"