When I got home, at Guo Qu's strong request, I cooked white rice at home tonight, white rice without cornmeal, and the dish was fried cabbage with badger pork, which can be said to be the most luxurious dinner in this life.

The girl ate two bowls of rice, you must know that she usually eats half a bowl of rice, and after half a bowl, she refuses to eat again.

The family of three sat quietly on a bench with their backs against the wooden wall.

Today's dinner is earlier than usual, and it is not dark after eating, and the old man is not going to work for others, but the one-third of an acre of land at home also needs to be weeded and turned over, so after eating, the old man will go out with a hoe.

"Grandpa, you can bring Xiaojing with you, I'm going to go up the mountain and put the clip in order. ”

"Hmm. The old man glanced at Guo Qu and nodded.

In this way, Guo Qu was finally relieved, but after the old man went out, he took about 30 sweet potatoes from the family and put them in his back pocket with the iron clip, and then walked to the mountain with his back pocket.

There was more than one place to step on the spot a few days ago, so there was more than one badger pig.

In order to increase the chance of catching a badger pig, he chose a kilometer away from the badger pig this time, which is the land of the next village, which is also planted with corn.

After setting up the clamps as usual, he threw five or six sweet potatoes in the central safety area surrounded by several clips, and eliminated as much as possible the traces he had just left, so that he could rush to the top of the mountain with his back bag on his back.

The so-called summit of the mountain, in fact, should be a ridge, because this is the highest peak of all the mountains he can see, and it is connected!

On the other side of the mountain is a cliff, but there is a large piece of land on top of the cliff, where potatoes are grown, because after digging potatoes every year, there are always some of them that are not dug up, so this is a place frequented by wild boars.

Now it is even more popular with wild boars, because there is corn planted in the field, not to mention the small cliff on the edge of the soil has mountains and rivers rushing out, which is the place where wild boars drink water every day.

The mountain water washes onto the mud under the cliff to make the soil moist, and it is a good place for wild boars to "cool off" in this hot summer.

These were all memories of his previous life, but this life made him a little worried, worried that the wild boars rarely moved here, so he was ready to come here to step on it.

The moist black soil was littered with boar footprints, and of course the most oblique holes were the boar's nose.

Seeing this scene, Guo Qu was finally relieved, he threw the sweet potatoes in his back pocket into this moist black land, and then went home without looking back.

By this time it was already dark, so in order not to walk at night, he quickened his pace and returned home before it was completely dark.

Early the next morning, Guo Qu had the experience of the last time, this time he brought his grandfather and sister with him, and the two walked for nearly forty minutes before they arrived at the place where the clip was placed yesterday.

It's just that the result is disappointing, there is no badger pig on the bait at all, and I return home disappointed, and the sun comes out at this time.

After staying at home until breakfast, Guo went to hand over Xiaojing to the old man and went up the mountain alone.

This time, I naturally brought one or twenty sweet potatoes, and I went to the place where the clamps were placed yesterday to take a look, but there was still no movement, and then I walked to the wet black soil next to the cliff behind the mountain.

In the distance, I saw two or three gray wild boars arching in the wet field, sleeping on the wet mud from time to time to cool off.

Seeing this, Guo Qu stopped, put down his back pocket, and waited quietly in the grass on the side of the road.

After waiting for about half an hour, the wild boars finally dispersed, and after waiting for another ten minutes, Guo Qu cautiously walked towards the wet black soil.

In his heart, he prayed to all the gods and Buddhas, praying that he would not run into wild boars, especially those that had been injured by guns before.

It was as if his sincere plea had moved the heavens, and he did not even see the shadow of the boar along the way.

When he walked in, he found that most of the twenty-four sweet potatoes he had lost yesterday were missing, and the pig's feet on the soil were also very new, and at this time, there was a smile on his face.

He didn't set foot in the moist black earth, just stood on the edge and threw the sweet potatoes into the ground, then turned and hurried away.

He didn't want to run into wild boars, especially those that had been shot before, and the kind of wild boars were very vindictive, and as long as they saw humans, they were 100% crazy.

He didn't want to be chased by a mad boar with no way to go to the sky and no way to enter the ground.

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Many people will definitely wonder what Guo is doing by wasting food like this.

Anyone who has ever fished knows that before and after the lower rod, a small amount of bait should be sprinkled on the lower rod to lure the fish to bite the hook. What Guo Qu is doing now is similar to fishing and casting bait.

Wild boars are very intelligent, they rarely set foot in crowded places, and when they eat, they generally have a fixed place, and Guo Qu is cultivating their fixed place.

That's right, he hit the idea on the boar.

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The wheel of fire in the sky kept venting its lust, and what was worse was that there was no wind, and the whole heaven and earth were like a huge steamer. Only the shady place among the woods can give a little comfort to the sweaty Guo.

So he finished throwing the sweet potato, quickly returned to the place where he had rested, and rested for a while again.

After resting for half an hour, the sweat on my head was dry, and I finally felt a lot better, and I put on my back and prepared to go home.

He had planned to go straight home from the other side, but after thinking about it, he decided to go back to the place where the clips were placed.

To be honest, this is the hottest time of the day, and it is estimated that no wild boars will come out to feed.

But perhaps because he was unwilling, he still went.

Looking from afar, there was still no movement in the place where the clamp was buried, and he put down his back pocket without believing in evil and walked over.

As the distance got closer, Guo Qu's disappointment became less and less, because he found footprints!

When he walked over, he found that three or two iron clips were no longer in place, and the chains had been broken straight up.

Bang ~ Bang ~ Bang ~

His heart was racing, and he knew he had caught something again, but he didn't know what it was.

Looking forward along the straight iron chain through the bushes and grass, there is a ridge, four or five meters high, but the iron chain is only four meters, and it is already more than a meter long on the ridge.

So Guo went very sure that the thing was hanging on the hill.

I tried dragging the tow chain, it was heavy!

Slowly walking through the jungle with grass and thorns, a distance of more than a meter took him a minute or two.

His eyes looked down at the chains, and the badger pig was suspended in the air by two chains, motionless.

Guo Qu hesitated, and then tried to pull the chain, it was about sixty pounds, he couldn't pull it at all, and he didn't know if the badger pig was dead.