Canghai chatted with Li Hui for a while, and was about to leave, when he suddenly heard a movement from the cardboard box behind the motorcycle, as if there was some living thing in it.

Li Hui saw Canghai's confused gaze, and said with a smile: "I brought back the cat I wanted."

"Cat?" Canghai was even more curious.

Li Hui said: "I said that there are a lot of mice in the house, let me get a cat to come and catch mice."

Canghai stretched out his head and opened the corner of the cardboard box, and found that there was indeed a cat inside, the black and white cat was not small, it was an adult cat.

"Can this cat catch mice?"

Canghai looked at the fat cat in the box and didn't believe it, as soon as he saw this cat, he knew that he was usually fed very well, such a cat slept every day in addition to eating, catching mice?

"Even if you can't catch it, it's good to scare and scare, not only the big ones, but also the two small ones, I found two to get these three cats, and Uncle Hu's family one" Li Hui said with a smile.

Canghai smiled when he heard this, and the two walked towards the village while chatting.

Li Licheng's house was at the entrance of the village, so the two of them arrived without two steps, said goodbye to Li Hui, and politely invited him to come to the house to sit, and Canghai went to his house.

Walking to the mouth of the old kiln, Canghai heard Yan Meijuan's voice below.

"This dead thing has bitten the fish in the house again, and the rat cage is in charge!"

Canghai stood on the edge of the platform and saw Yan Meijuan under the dried fish rack, reaching out to untie a fish, muttering something in her mouth while unraveling.

"Auntie, what's wrong?, the fish was bitten by a mouse?" Canghai asked.

When Yan Meijuan saw that it was Canghai, a smile changed on her face, and she picked up the fish and shook it at Canghai: "But isn't it, you see that this person who kills a thousand knives also specializes in picking up good places to bite!"

Canghai saw that there was a big gap in the belly of the fish, and it seemed that the mouse didn't bite it, maybe it was full before leaving.

"Are there rats in the village these days, Grandpa Cheng's family wants cats," Canghai said.

Yan Meijuan said: "Isn't it, I didn't see so many rats when I was poor in the village, but now it's good, and I can hear the sound of rats almost every night." It turns out that your Uncle Hui is back, and the baby also wants a cat."

"I'm back, I just met him at the entrance of the village," Canghai said.

Yan Meijuan asked again: "Your godbaby's family is gone."

"Well, just left, I just sent Uncle Hui to meet them," Canghai replied.

"Then I'll go and hug the cat" Yan Meijuan immediately threw down the fish in her hand when she heard this, turned around and trotted to the uphill ramp and headed towards Li Licheng's house.

Canghai turned around and went to his old kiln, took a look at the grain fence in the old kiln, looked around, and sure enough, he found mouse in the corner, and then he realized that he also made trouble with rats.

Stretched out his hand to uncover the plastic sheet covering the grain fence, and as soon as he opened it, he found that a big black rat had jumped out and fled from the road.

Canghai stretched out his legs and stepped on them twice without stepping on them, watching the big mouse slip out of the door and jump outside.

"Fuck me!"

Seeing this scene, Cang Hai scolded angrily.

I casually checked the bags of beans and other things I had placed in the corner, and found that all the bags had been damaged.

was worrying, Canghai wondered if he also had a cat at home. At this time, out of the corner of his eye, he found that the tiger head walked in, and when he turned his head, he found that the tiger head was holding a big black mouse in his mouth, which was the one that had just run out of the house.

Seeing the tiger head holding the mouse in his mouth, Canghai was happy all of a sudden: "You are really a dog meddling with rats, okay, I didn't feed you in vain, I actually caught mice."

The tiger head saw that the master was very happy, so he came over and put the big black mouse at Canghai's feet, and wagged his tail a few times, as if waiting for Canghai to praise him.

Canghai stretched out his hand and rubbed the tiger's head, opened the space and rewarded the tiger's head with a piece of meat.

"Throw this thing away" Canghai stretched out his foot and kicked the mouse, and found that it was completely dead, so he asked the tiger head to take the mouse out and throw it.

The tiger head was very obedient, picked up the mouse and walked out the door.

Canghai followed behind the tiger head, and when he arrived at the door, he picked up the shovel leaning against the wall, and took the tiger head to his own small fruit grove at the bottom of the slope, and dug a small pit to signal the tiger head to throw the mouse in. The pit was refilled, and the corpse of the rat was used to add a little nutrients to the fruit tree.

Carrying the shovel home, Canghai put the shovel down, and Ping'an came to Canghai's side at this time.

"Brother, should we prune the fruit tree?"

Canghai listened and asked, "Prune, what branch?"

Ping'an stretched out his hand and pointed down the slope: "My grandfather and they are all pruning fruit trees, cutting off some excess branches, saying that the remaining fruits can bear bigger and better, should we prune?"

Canghai listened and stood on the edge of the platform, looked down the slope, and sure enough, some figures were busy next to the fruit trees, and Hu Shijie, who was the closest, might clearly see a large pair of scissors in his hand, and a bunch of fruit branches cut down at the old man's feet.

"Then let's cut a little too?" Canghai felt that his own fruit trees had more flowers than others, and if they all bore fruit, the nutrients in the future seemed to be really uncertain, and even if they were, the fruit would be full of branches, and some of the new shoots would be crushed by the time.

Canghai was uncertain in his tone, and Ping An scratched his head here, not knowing whether to cut it or not.

"Forget it, everyone cuts today, and we can't borrow scissors, let's cut it again when they're all finished" Canghai thought for a while and found a reason for himself to be lazy.

"Oh!" Ping'an replied.

So the little brothers returned to their normal state, that is, Ping'an played with Tietou and Tiger Head, while Canghai sat on a chair, turned on his mobile phone and read a book while listening to music.

When it was time for dinner, Canghai cooked and lit the fire safely, and after eating, he went into the house for a while and went home safely, while Canghai went to bed and called Lu Shu when he was about to sleep.

Putting down the phone, Canghai sighed, and said in his heart: How can this have a girlfriend as if it doesn't have a girlfriend.

Today's phone didn't get through again, and Lu Shu's side showed that it was turned off. made ten phone calls, and seven or eight times were all turned off, which made the little flame of love in Canghai's heart a little unsustainable.

Lying on the bed and turning over and over for a while, Canghai slowly fell asleep in the early hours of the morning.

When I got up the next day, as soon as I went out, I saw the tiger head standing at the door, Canghai lowered his head, and immediately took a step back, because Canghai found the corpses of three rats at the door of his house.

"I'll go, your ability to catch mice is about to catch up with the cat," Canghai said with a smile at the tiger's head.

"Wang, Wang!"

Seeing the smile on his master's face, the tiger head screamed proudly.

When Canghai saw it, he stretched out his finger and pointed to the place where the rats were buried yesterday: "Throw the rats where they were yesterday, and give you a few pieces of meat when they come back."

As soon as the tiger saw Canghai's movements, he immediately stretched out his mouth, and ran towards the fruit grove with the tails of three dead mice in his mouth.

When the tiger head returned home, there were three extra small pork chops in its basin, which was the reward given by Canghai to the tiger head.

Canghai waited for peace to come, the little brothers had breakfast, pulled out the ugly donkey and put it on the car, brought some fangzi, and went to the direction of Fenghuanggou and Jiaozituo, and when they arrived at the place, they first looked at the melon field, and then looked at the herd of livestock, and built a simple small shed by the way, which was used to block the wind and rain for the salt ore placed here, so as not to be weathered like before, and a lot of salt was wasted.

The weather is getting hotter day by day, and the fruit trees in Canghai's house have begun to slowly hang up the fruit, and the watermelon has grown up day by day, although there are only two or three melons on each vine, fortunately, the size of each melon is not bad, the only thing that makes Canghai worry is that the watermelon on a vine is sometimes divided into two kinds, one is to grow in the direction of the circle, and the other is to develop horizontally, and the long one is like a winter melon.

Canghai has no other way, only to wait for the melon to ripen and then say, fortunately, this time will not be too long, because when it enters May, the melon in the Canghai melon field has begun to develop in the direction of the huge, the huge here refers to the long winter melon, the round melon is quite normal, and a melon looks like four or five catties.

Compared with round melons, the long melons are bigger, and the small ones have to be sixty or seventy centimeters long, thirty or forty centimeters thick, if it weren't for the yellow and green melon skin, Canghai himself didn't believe that it was a watermelon growing in his own field.

On this morning, Canghai was peaceful, and the brothers had straw hats on their heads that shaded the sun, followed by iron heads who also wore small straw hats, and tiger heads with tongues sticking out were ready to turn over the watermelon. In this kind of weather, if the watermelon is always downward, then the downward side will turn yellow if it can't get the sun, in order to make the watermelon look better, Canghai He'an will get the watermelon field to turn over the watermelon every four or five days.

"Haiwazi, don't go anywhere today, follow me to wait for the guests."

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the village, Canghai was stopped by Hu Shijie.

"Grandpa Hu, where are the guests?" asked Canghai at Hu Shijie.

Hu Shijie said: "The doctor sent by the township arrived today, and my old man has nothing to say to the young people, so you stayed to bring them to familiarize themselves with the environment."

Canghai turned his head and looked at the village: "Grandpa Hu, our village still needs to take people to see it, and you can see it all at a glance when you stand here."

Where is the big fart village used to look at people, although the village is now more popular, people who used to live in the town will come back from time to time to take care of their own fields, but there is not much more, the village is now the most populous when it is less than 20 people, less than 30 people, more than a dozen kilns that live in people, where is there anything to see?

"You have so much nonsense, let you stay, you are a college student, you are also a college student to meet and chat, I have an old man who has also taken a literacy class, what do you have to say to others!" Hu Shijie said.

"Boom!"

Canghai responded with a smile.

"When are you coming?"

"The third child of the Li family was in the town yesterday, and when I come back this morning, I will ask him to pick up people by the way," Hu Shijie said.

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