Tan Jianjun is an old man in his seventies, and he is also the hunter who drove away the wild boar when Liu Qingshan peed his pants.

After more than ten years, today's old Orion is no longer the Orion of the past.

Although the old hunter still retains a trace of the spirit of the wind and the light in his eyes, his aging appearance and pale hair are a powerful statement that his glory days have passed.

He was thin and looked like a very small old man. Under the shroud of a wide suit, there is a bit of the thin temperament of the old road in the mountains.

He was sitting at the gate of the courtyard at this moment, looking at the direction where the morning sun was about to rise, quietly thinking about something.

It wasn't until he saw a young man in the village hurrying towards him that he straightened his back and asked with a smile, "Qingshan, where are you going so early?"

Liu Qingshan ran to the old hunter and said anxiously: "Grandpa Tan, the wild boar has entered the village again." ”

I thought to myself that the old hunter would be very happy if he heard that the wild boar had entered the village. After all, a wild boar is a gift from heaven to a hunter.

It is estimated that the old hunter will not encounter wild boars a few times a year. Even if you do, you may not be able to catch a wild boar.

Therefore, the old hunter should be very happy to hear that the wild boar has entered the village.

But the truth is different from what Liu Qingshan thought.

When the old hunter heard that the wild boar had entered the village, his expression did not change, but he let out an 'oh', and then asked with a little concern, "That didn't hurt you." ”

"It didn't hurt. None of us had a boar head-on. Liu Qingshan looked at the old hunter suspiciously: "Grandpa Tan, I said, the wild boar has entered the village, why are you excited at all?"

"Huh. The old hunter leaned back, put his back on the red brick wall, looked at Liu Qingshan with a smile and asked, "Why am I excited?"

"Wild boar. Liu Qingshan saw that the old hunter looked like he didn't care about himself, and he was anxious, "That's a wild boar, Grandpa Tan, a wild boar! Wild boar! Now pork is so expensive, if we can get the wild boar back, we will have a lot of money." Now the wild boar has been sold for eighty yuan a catty, and if there are two hundred catties, there will be sixteen thousand. ”

The old Orion listened to Liu Qingshan's words, and his face still did not change. He just sighed softly and said, "Qingshan, since the government banned hunting, I have banned guns, and now I have been blocking guns for a few years." ”

"Okay, what kind of gun are you sealing? ”

The old hunter looked at the bright morning sun that finally emerged from the mountain, and said with a smile: "I'm so old that I can't run the mountain anymore, and the government says that I won't hunt anymore, so I can only block the gun." ”

As he said this, his eyes kept looking at the orange-red glow on the distant hills.

The light shone down the earth, enveloping the small village in a warm and peaceful atmosphere.

Chickens and ducks barking, dogs barking, neighbors talking, pots and pans colliding, all these sounds are intertwined in one place, converging into a strong breath of life. The village, which had been silent for a long time, gradually revived with the arrival of these sounds.

Every dark night, the old hunter is looking forward to the dawn.

Every morning, as long as it doesn't rain, he will sit at the door, leaning against the wall, quietly feeling the lively tranquility.

The ears are lively, and the heart is peaceful.

Liu Qingshan continued to persuade: "Even if you seal the gun, you can reappear in the rivers and lakes." Last time my dad met a wild boar, my dad said that the wild boar he met was more than 200 pounds, this morning, my mom saw a big wild boar, as long as we can hit a wild boar, that's a lot of income. ”

The old hunter waved his hand and insisted, "I won't go, Qingshan, if you want to go hunting wild boars, I can lend you the shotgun." ”

"I'd like to borrow your shotgun, but I won't. Seeing that the old hunter was so persistent, Liu Qingshan was not strong, "Oh, forget it, I'll figure it out myself." Grandpa Tan, then I'll go first. ”

Bidding farewell to the old hunter, Liu Qingshan did not go to find anyone else, but returned home directly.

The parents were still picking up vegetables that had been spoiled by wild boars in the vegetable field, and Liu Qingshan didn't say hello to them, so he directly picked up the pig-killing knife that his father dropped last time and went to the mountain.

The autumn rain had stopped for several days, and by this morning, the sky was not only blue again, but also the sun. Still, despite this, the mountain road is still muddy. This may not be a good thing for the mountain people who go into the mountains to work, but for Liu Qingshan, it is a good thing. In this way, he was able to follow the boar's hoof prints in the mud.

Liu Qingshan walked all the way to the mountain along the pig's trotter prints, thinking that wild boars are all moving in groups, maybe he can catch two big wild boars when he enters the mountain this time.

If a wild boar has 200 catties, two are 400 catties. According to the current price of wild boar, even if it is only sold for 80 yuan a catty, it can be bought for more than 30,000 yuan.

Haha, when the time comes, I will buy something else, and it shouldn't take long to scrape together enough money to buy a car.

Thinking of this, Liu Qingshan suddenly felt more energetic.

In fact, even if the wild boar is not valuable, he must rely on his divine power to go into the mountain today to teach those big guys a lesson.

One is to avenge my mother's vegetable garden, and the other is to wash away the shame of seeing the wild boar pee his pants!

I actually peed my pants back then! This incident is still Liu Qingshan's shadow and shame. Because of this, his peers in the village have been making fun of him.

Damn, you must take revenge!

He tightened the pig-killing knife in his hand and walked all the way to the pig's trotter prints left by the wild boar on the muddy loess road.

As you walk, you can see your surroundings.

Liu Qingshan found that not only the mountains around the village were vigorously developed by the villagers and planted with economic trees such as cedar trees, pine trees, and tea trees, but even the distant barren mountains were frantically opened up by the villagers in just a few years, and trees such as cedar and pine trees were also planted.

He looked at the bare mountains and the small cedar trees that were not very tall, and then at the village behind him, which was already far away, and his brow furrowed.

The village was completely out of sight here, and it took him more than two hours to follow the pig's trotter prints all the way from the village to get here. If you are an ordinary person, you have to walk for at least four hours.

If you have to go back and forth to work here in the day, you have to start entering the mountains at six o'clock in the morning, arrive at ten o'clock, go home at three o'clock in the afternoon, and arrive home at six or seven o'clock. That's how you can barely get five hours to work.

Despite the harsh conditions and the amount of work, the villagers managed to plant the trees so far.

Alas, I don't know whether to say that they are industrious, or what to say about them.

Liu Qingshan didn't think much about it, looked at the last circle of artificial forests in the mountains, and then looked up at the dense deep forest in the distance, then quickened his pace and continued to chase the pig's trotter prints.

As we went deeper, the surrounding environment slowly changed.

Unlike the bare hill in front of you, there are no more plantations around, but some dense shrubs and quaint trees.

The deeper you walked, the bigger the trees became, and even the sounds in your ears grew.

The cries of wild beasts, the cries of birds, the cries of insects, all over the place, were incessant, as if it was a grand ceremony, as if welcoming his arrival.

However, his rash intrusion also frightened many more timid animals.

Some birds fluttered their wings and flew away from the place where they had just rested, and some animals who were originally singing and howling to attract the attention of the opposite sex also restrained their inappropriate style after feeling the intruder.

Liu Qingshan was bent on chasing the valuable wild boars, and he was not interested in these small profits, so he didn't pay attention to them.

As the boar's hoof prints became clearer, he had a vague sense that he was likely to find the boar's lair.

Wild boars are social animals, and if nothing else, he can harvest at least a few wild boars.

The question is, can he take out a few wild boars at once!

Anyway, if the wild boar is killed, he will carry it home and call the second grandfather to come to the house to eat pork rice, if the wild boar is not done, the second grandfather will also come to the house to eat, but it should be white tofu rice.