Dozens of panicked frogs jumped into the pond and plunged underwater. The water of the pond is clear and clear, almost bottoming out, and I can see the emerald green figure of the frog swimming in the water, until it reaches the sparse aquatic grass and disappears in it.

Of course, there are toads, but these guys have poor jumping ability and can only slip on the ground. When I got to the water, my swimming skills were also relatively rough, and I stretched my legs and stretched across, and I lacked confidence at first glance.

The most imposing is the field chicken, fast, powerful, and poof.

Everyone took the copy and prepared it around, the fat man and Wang Erzi pulled the big lifting net, under the lifting net is a thick chain, the net is one and a half meters high, the two ends are wooden handles, the net is more than ten meters long.

This kind of lifting net is the simplest fishing tool, it can be long or short, if the water is too narrow, roll the wooden handle a few times. It's okay to lift a net to catch small fish and shrimp. However, the big fish swims so fast that people can't keep up with it in the water.

Carrying the net against the edge of the ditch and going down into the water, after the chain sank to the bottom, the two of them fished forward on the shore. This pond is seven or eight meters, and the net is just enough.

Because of the soothing movements, the water on the surface of the pond was not muddy, and the frogs were kicked on their hind legs and driven forward by the nets, forward, until they were close to the opposite bank.

"Collect the net!" the car boss shouted, and the net was suddenly lifted out of the water, and dozens of toads jumped on it. However, the fat man and the second son of Wang shook and lifted the net rhythmically, so that they were always in the net and could not escape.

The people on the shore began to copy, a good home, and they could net more than a dozen at once, which was too enjoyable.

"Don't worry, it's all divided, don't mix it up. The car boss shouted again, and a few people next to him were holding noodle bags, which were divided into various categories and contained all kinds of toads, so that big guys like field chickens crushed small frogs, and the toads were also poisonous, so it was best not to let other frogs come into contact with them.

The fat man looked at the toad inside the net. He couldn't help laughing: "Don't be afraid, little ones. No need to jump. It's just for you to move—and jump. If you used to have a temper. I'm going to fry it for you!"

The harvest throughout the morning was impressive. There are three or four hundred of them of all kinds. The fat man snapped a few small eyes: "It's enough for the time being." Wait for the seedlings to grow up. Let's catch it again. ”

Everyone also thinks it makes sense. After all, there is less food in the rice fields now. And He Mancang didn't know that the fat man was creating brilliant achievements in the backer. So there is a clear lack of confidence: "It seems to me that the morning will be in vain." It doesn't take more than two days. I'm going to have to run out. ”

But the facts also shocked him, and a week passed. Frogs can often be seen jumping in the rice fields. It seems that they are more than happy here. Ready to take root in the rice fields.

And those canals are deep enough for their hibernation needs. on this. He Mancang can only deepen his understanding in the midst of incomprehension.

The fat man saw that everything was stabilizing. I was relieved to return to the backing hill. Very gratifyingly. The ugliness has been completely healed. Running as fast as ever, the fat man sprints with all his might. In the end, he was thrown to the grass by the little guy.

Looking at the ugly and increasingly majestic body, my heart is full of joy: the better, the more sharpened, the sharper.

It's not far from the deer farm, so I'll stop by to take a look. The situation of the scorpion breeding factory is also good, and the fact that there are no dead scorpions proves that they are alive and well.

Old man Da Li wore high-waisted boots and cleaned up the house. Scorpions like to be damp in the places where they live, but they prefer to be drier and cleaner in the places where they live.

Filling the tea tray with water, the old man Da Li walked out with a broom: "Fatty, our one is a scorpion Baba (poison)." ”

"Hehe, this is called characteristic breeding, rest assured, it won't take a few years, raising scorpions is popular, and then we will wait to sell scorpions." The fat man was also very happy in his heart, after all, it was not easy to set up this scorpion factory.

Old Wu Tou and Old Man Wu also walked out of the village, and the two old men got up every morning to walk. Old man Wu was jogging and stretching his body, and he seemed to feel good.

"Fatty, I'm going to go back tomorrow for another check-up, and if there is no problem, I won't be back for the time being. When Old Man Wu spoke, he even showed a little reluctance.

"It's still a big matter over there, you can't always nest in our ravine, or that sentence, when will you come back, this is your home. The fat man clicked his mouth a few times, and then said.

"Count you kid sensible. Old man Wu laughed, looking full of energy, and the fat man had a hunch that Old Man Wu was probably really good now.

Old Wu Tou leaned over to the fat man: "Your scorpion factory has been built, why hasn't my distillery been started?"

"Hehe, you better keep bees for half a year first, and now you will soon enter the busy farming season, and you can only wait until after the autumn harvest to build a winery. At that time, we said that it was this year, but we didn't say that autumn was still spring. "The fat man knows that from the beginning of spring to the present, everyone is really going all out, and they can't do anything too hard.

"You kid is ruthless, but where do you put those bees for me?" Old Wu Tou was a little indignant, in fact, he was quite satisfied with the fat man's arrangement, after all, beekeeping was also his fun.

"I've put all the beehives in the cellar for the afternoon

Come out. "The fat man thinks about it, he can't move all the bees out, he wants to be more old, and he can't talk about it.

Seeing them here, Erzhuzi also came over: "Fat man, these sika deer and red deer are about to fall in love when they see them, do you want them to find a companion in the group by themselves, or do you breed experts find a way?"

Since the last time the zookeeper came to deliver the deer, the name of the fat man's breeding expert has also been passed back to Gushantun, and everyone likes to call him this nickname when they joke.

The fat man scratched his head: "You can't let them mess around, wait until I go to Sandaohezi Forest Farm tomorrow to take a look, I heard that they don't have deer." ”

Throughout the day, the fat man accompanied Old Man Wu to visit every house. Old Man Wu probably understands that he can't say when he will come back after this trip.

Naturally, everyone didn't want to order mountain goods or something, so Old Man Wu had no choice but to excuse himself: "There are too many, I can't take them." ”

The next day, Old Man Wu left the backing mountain in a jeep, and there were more than 200 people at the entrance of the village to see him off, not because he was a big cadre and Commander Wu, but mainly because of his other identity - Old Man Wu.

After sending off the old man Wu, Zi went to Sandaohezi Forest Farm. The car boss drove on four wheels, pulling Wang Sanpao and the fat man, and of course, Li Suozi.

Sandaohezi is not far from the straight line distance of Laoshantun, but it is not easy to walk through the forest, so it can only go around half a circle. When Li Suozi bought two bottles of wine and two packs of cake money at the supply and marketing cooperative, the fat man paid for him: "This time it is an office matter, and public funds are overlooked." ”

"Hehe, fat brother, when will Sandaohezi Wan greet me in the future, so that I can save myself money to buy things for my father-in-law. Li Suozi said with a smile, and after finishing speaking, his daughter-in-law quietly pinched his waist and eyes.

"Think beautifully, and when you know the Tao in the future, you will stand aside. The fat man jumped on his head, and Li Suozi covered his head with one hand and his waist and eyes, and could only smile bitterly.

After passing the commune, I walked forward for a while, then turned northeast, and finally got closer and closer to the mountain, and along the way, I saw several large liberation carts pulling wood loaded with logs, some of which were fine rafters, and some of which were wood with a diameter of more than half a meter.

Most of the rafters are larch, and the car owner said that it was a natural forest at a glance. The fat man didn't know, so the car boss explained to him: "The basic thickness from the roots to the treetops is about the same, that is, the big heads and small tails of the natural forest, which are plantations." ”

The fat man snapped his lips: "How can this natural forest be cut, isn't it blind!"

"There's no way, our country is short of wood, and the wood in the Northeast is hard, and they are all high-quality logs. Take our backing mountain tun as an example, isn't it almost turned into a forest farm? Wang Sanpao knew the fat man's problem, and he was about to cut down trees to kill him.

The fat man drooped his head and didn't squeak, but he no longer had the joy he had just now: if he cut it down like this, it wouldn't take a few years, and the forest here would probably be cut down.

A deep helplessness welled up from the bottom of the fat man's heart, but such a thing was not something he could stop alone.

"A few miles away. Li Suozi's daughter-in-law couldn't help but feel excited when she saw that she was about to get home.

The fat man's mood is finally a little better, because now, looking far away, the hillsides are neat plantations, mostly pine trees, it seems that people's forest farms are not only cut down, but also know how to plant trees.

The four wheels finally drove into Sandaohezi, which is also a production team, and further inside is the forest farm.

Standing on the car, the fat man took a closer look, there are more brick houses in the tunzi, and there are also a few families with high antenna masts, at least on the surface, they are richer than the backing mountain tun, after all, they eat wood and have more oil and water.

The most typical is that in the firewood fence of every house, there are neat and neat wooden mixes, and there are very few branches, and it is estimated that they do not hesitate to burn those branches.

The pigsty in front of the house is directly built with large wood, and the canes are not made of wicker, but all of the same pine poles, neat and tidy, revealing a beautiful strength.

It can be said that this is a village with typical forest farm characteristics, but in the eyes of the fat man, it is still a bit too wasteful.

Looking into the distance, the fat man shook his head again, and he couldn't see the swarthy old forest at all, and the hillsides were all bare, all of which were plantations that had not yet matured.

The forest farm is not far from the hillside, where you can see large stacks of wood, cut timber, all transported here, after a simple processing, waiting for transportation.

"Guarding a mountain, but there are two ways to live. The fat man finally couldn't help but mutter.

"Isn't our way of living good, you guys are from the mountains, I don't know what kind of way of living you have there?" A voice suddenly sounded on the side of the road. The owner of the car had pulled over on all four wheels, so the fat man's muttering could be heard.

The fat man looked for prestige, and saw a burly middle-aged man, with a full beard, sweeping around several people with a disdainful gaze.