The barren mountains on the opposite side are the same day by day. In the evening, Zhang Niu would call the big wolf and go to the top of the slope to take a look. The fruit seedlings that have not been watered much on this side of Maotou Mountain are much worse than those on the side of the bamboo building, and there are no signs of budding.

The nest of pheasants caught in the coop is now running outside in the grass to find food. At night, when it gets dark, they will obediently run back to the chicken coop. Looking at the two of them, they all said that this pheasant has taken this shed as its home.

Standing on the edge of the pond, you can also see a lot of small snails stuck to the bamboo poles in the water. It's much bigger than the sesame seeds I bought. Now they all have the size of a little thumb. It seems that this mountain pond is still a good idea to raise snails. For the fish that eat the mountain pond, Zhang Niu still likes the stream fish, the taste is good, and the light point is that the amount is small. Now the brook fish are not caught either. Fishing only. What kind of poison, the power grid fried fish or something is no longer allowed to dry. However, all day long, you can see fish people wearing water pants and carrying batteries by the small stream on the edge of the field.

Now Zhang Niu is quite empty during the day. It is to feed the ducks in the morning, and a few days ago, I bought a lot of long grass from the fat man and planted half a circle in the pond on the other side of the duck shed. Long grass is actually very similar to sugar cane, and it is also a section. It's just that the sugar cane is thick and sweet, and the long grass looks like it's very ordinary. Last time, a batch of fish was pulled, and later Zhang Niu made up a lot, especially the grass carp. A sack of long grass is tens of quick money. Can be inserted into the pond bank. The green batch is cut a batch, a bit like that leek.

The early spring drizzle. Zhang Niu walked home with an umbrella. Today is the village chief's full moon wine. Dad told Zhang Niu to go back early last night. Dress well, too, and don't lose etiquette. Listening to Zhang Niu, he nodded again and again.

The dad at home is feeding the piglets, which he just bought in town the other day. It weighed only about 30 pounds when it was bought, and the piglets were snorting and eating pig food in the stone bowl. I asked my dad to find out that my mother and my little sister had passed over together. Mom is going to make up and help the little sister, it's just to join in the fun.

The village chief's house is a guest today, and many people came at ten o'clock, and the guests who arrived would be called to the table to eat a bowl of boiled eggs with brown sugar, and Zhang Niu also sat on the table to add to his stomach. Accompany the guests to the back room to watch the baby. Generally, the village will go back to their parents' house when they give birth to a baby for confinement. The parents at home will take care of it, after all, they are all from the past, and they know what needs to be careful. The confinement did not sit well until the back of the body was weak. There are a lot of problems.

The little baby placed next to the bed had just drunk enough milk, shrunk there and fell asleep, and the little sister who followed behind also stretched out her hand to carefully touch the white and tender skin. In exchange for the cry of a little baby.

People around will also praise the child for being cute like her mother, and Zhang Niu didn't know what the mother was lying on the bed after watching it for a while. I remember that when he was young, many people said that he was like his mother.

At noon, relatives and friends gathered at the eight tables to eat and drink. A large table for adults and a table for children. There weren't many young people coming, and they didn't know Zhang Niu. It is very unfamiliar, there are very few Zhang Niu in the village, and the wasteland and money earned in the village are basically working in the county seat.

At the banquet, the village chief who drank high held a big bowl: "My son gave birth to a girl for me, and I am very happy to have a granddaughter." But what is even happier is that our village is going to start building roads. Built to the town, it was all cement roads. ”

Zhang Niu, who was gnawing on the meat bones below, was also in the wings. What. It's time to build a road

After taking a sip of wine, the village chief ignored the discussion below, and then said: "The county will contribute half of the funds, and the boss of Bao Huangshan will also pay the fourth floor, and everyone in the village will pay the rest." ”

Soon someone from the village shouted, "It's good to build a road." I don't know how much a family makes. ”

"yes," there were all sorts of voices coming from below.

"A thousand out of a family. At that time, the village organized to repair the road, and the salary was fifty yuan a day. The village chief added to the topic just now.

As soon as this came out, everyone thought it was okay. After all, there are still roads to build later. From the town to Zhangjia Village, it will take at least a month to repair, which will be nearly 3,000 dollars.

Zhang Niu couldn't figure it out, how could a small place in Zhangjia Village pay for the county to build roads. In a blink of an eye, I remembered that the last time Boss Wang said that the matter of Zhangjiacun Mountain Baoshan should be a notice from the senior officials in the provincial capital, or if the road is not repaired, it will not be arranged in Zhangjiacun.

At noon, the good news made everyone eat very happy, and the news that the dirt road outside the village would be made into a cement road soon spread to the whole village, and the matter was basically discussed, and the salary for repairing the road was also discussed. Many of their own sons are ready to go up and work for a month.

Early the next morning, the loudspeaker in the village told everyone to pay money at the entrance of the village. The village chief at the entrance of the village carried a long table and sat there. Sign and pay the money one by one. The other assistant Zhang was also there. Recruitment of road construction workers.

Zhang Niu also came out with the money. There are still many villagers in the village who are ready to build roads. The main salary is not bad, and you can go home at noon to eat or something. I heard that there will also be a lunch allowance.

Two days after receiving the money. The villagers began to work. The excavator in front of the road opens. Dig ditches. Enlarge the road. All morning was the sound of cars. The villagers who work are extremely hardworking. In addition to the villagers of Zhangjia Village, many villagers from the vicinity joined in.

In the past few days of road construction, the weather has been strangely cold, and the spring rain has continued. Zhang Niu put on rubber shoes early in the morning, carried a vegetable basket, and prepared to go into the pine forest to pick some "Yuanren", a kind of straw mushroom. The laborers of the village all went out to build roads. The women of the family were not idle, and they all carried baskets into the pine forest on the other side of the mountain early.

"Motoren" is not very different from other mushrooms. The whole body is brown and smells of herbs. In early spring, light rain will pop up at the beginning of the year, and it is very punctual at this time of year. As soon as it came out this year, a lot of dealers came to buy it at a price of 15 yuan a catty. Zhang Niu must not speak out against these sensitive traffickers.

Walking on the side of the mountain road, you can see a few women chattering in front of you.

"Zhang Wa, you also go up to pick Yuanren."

When I looked back, I realized that it was Aunt Zhang from the village. The village's famous fierce housekeeper mother-in-law: "Yes." Go in and pick some and try it, it's just a little bit of time a year."

Aunt Zhang, who approached: "You go into the pine forest." Be careful. I heard that there was a nest of hornets in it recently. ”

"Hornet, didn't you say that this thing doesn't exist at this time?" asked Zhang Niu.

Aunt Zhang shook her head: "Then it's not clear." A few days ago, the third aunt was stung. It's still swollen. Just remembered to talk to you. ”

Zhang Niu nodded. "Thank you then. Otherwise, I would have won the lottery by accident. ”

Watching Aunt Zhang walk away, Zhang Niu also wondered in his heart, hornets and wasps are both in the same category and are aggressive. It seems that I have to be careful, and I will be unlucky if I sting a few times.

The pine forest was left more than twenty years ago until now. It's rare for people from outside the village to come here. Every miller draws water to his own mill. There is a mountain guard in the entering, and every year when Yuanren is out, he will stay there during the day, and the price is high, so I am afraid that other villages will also go to the pine forest to pick.

Early in the morning, Uncle Zhang, who was guarding the mountain, cleaned up the weeds in front of the cabin.

"Uncle Zhang. Good morning. I'm still busy," he said, handing over a cigarette.

Uncle Zhang, who had just stopped hoeing. Seeing the cigarette handed over, he took it, "Zhang Wa." I have a heart. Isn't it a stuffy panic, under the activity of hoeing and hoeing grass, you are going to go in and pick Yuanren?"

"yes. I heard that there are wasps in it, is it true," Zhang Niu asked when he remembered the hornet.

"You've heard about it, I'm still afraid to go into the mountains to pick it, and I don't know it, and I still hang a wooden board in front of the house."

Looking towards the cabin, there was a black wooden board hanging on the wall, which read, "Be careful when entering the mountain, there are wasps" in large chalk letters. It seems that Uncle Zhang is really good. There is also a wooden sign for everyone to see.

"Then you get busy first, go in first."

"Go ahead. Be careful, don't sting."

Step into the pine forest. Stepping on the yellow pine needles, thick, soft, a little like stepping on a sponge. After a while of coming in, the temperature dropped a lot.

The Yuanren on the periphery can rarely be seen, and it doesn't matter how big or small it is, pick it up first. If you want to pick it up, you can only go inside. The aunts who went in just now couldn't see their figures all of a sudden, and it seems that this "Yuanren" degree is not ordinary fast.

Go inside* The light is also much darker, and a few brown motoren pop up from time to time under the thick pine needles, mixed in the pine needles, and you can't see it if you don't pay attention. When you take off the dirt underneath, the smell of Motohito comes to your nose. At the beginning, the general people felt that it was unpleasant, and after a long time, they felt that the smell was actually good, and the burned Yuanren did not have this smell, which was particularly fresh.

In the pine forest, there are few other mushrooms, and I don't know what is going on, there are few Yuanren in other mountains, and there are many other mushrooms. It's also a strange thing, but at least don't be afraid of picking the wrong one and eating the dead.

The basket is already full. There were also many people picking them in it, and there were four or five growing next to each other under a tree. Zhang Niu is also like them, regardless of size. If it's too small, just put them in a handful. Green water flows forever.

Zhang Niu walked into the depths unconsciously. Suddenly, "Little Dot" came out of the space and climbed onto Zhang Niu's shoulder, holding the little cherry in his paws.

Looking at the "little dot" on his shoulder, he stretched out his hand and patted off the green leaves on his body. "You guy. Miscellaneous stays in the leaves every time. There are leaves that come out."

"Squeak", after eating the cherry, the "little dot" screamed towards a big tree in the distance. Today's little little point makes Zhang Niu feel a little weird, since he can enter the space, he rarely comes out when he enters the mountain.

Looking at Xiao Budian, he stretched out his paws and pointed to the front, touching his little head, "Are you going to the front, don't hurt me." Looking at the black shadow on the tree, Zhang Niu's hands were pimpled.

The closer he got to the tree, the faster Zhang Niuxin sped up. I suspect that my heartbeat is now increasing. Five meters in front of the tree. The little dot on the shoulder flapped the little paw. Squeaked. In Zhang Niu's place, I saw that the black shadow turned out to be a hornet's nest. Hornets flying around the neighborhood. Let Zhang Niu's cold hair stand up. That's just that.

Zhang Niu, who was still about to run away with Xiao Budian, only to see that Xiao Budian had jumped down and ran towards the honeycomb. "Come back, little one." Zhang Niu in the back shouted. But Xiao Budian didn't care and continued to run forward, and the black shadow flashed towards the honeycomb. The hornets outside also saw that there was an invasion of foreign objects. A buzzing sound.

Just when Zhang Niu was worried, a big hornet with the thickness of his thumb flew out of the big honeycomb. The whole body is red and the black outside is obviously different, and the little dot quickly jumps up the tree and squats on the fork of the tree. The big hornet that came out buzzed and flew to the little one with transparent wings, after the big hornet flew out. The hornets that swarmed around were honestly not moving, what should they do. It's like nothing happened.

Zhang Niu in the distance looked at Xiao Bu and was relieved, but he still shrank behind the tree, and if he pretended to be smart and walked up, he would inevitably win the lottery.

The red queen wasp stopped on the claws of the little one, and the hair on the little one was the same color, and after a few squeaks, the queen bee flew into the nest. Xiao Budian crawled to the edge of the nest, stretched out his paws and took out yellow honey in the honeycomb, licking his little paws so uncomfortable. Look, Zhang Niu Yileng, it turned out that he was discussing eating honey. A faint scent wafted in the wind in the distance.

"Fragrant, wild honey is indeed a good thing," Zhang Niu, who smelled it, couldn't help drooling, looking at the hornets and still putting away his greedy thoughts.

After licking the honey, Xiao Budian ran back to Zhang Niu. Stretch out your claws to make a personal gesture, and use your claws to make a gesture of walking with it. Zhang Buniu in the back could only follow carefully.

The little little one in front patted his little paws happily, and Zhang Niu in the back was a little bitter, surrounded by the buzzing sound of wasps, and when he walked to the tree, he saw that the honeycomb was the size of a large basin.

The queen hornet that went in also flew out, followed by another red wasp that was a small dot. It should be the Hornet Emperor. Flying around in front of your eyes.

The little little dot in front of him dug out the honey and licked it, turning around and squeaking at Zhang Niu. Grabbing the queen hornet, he burrowed into the space. Zhang Niu, who saw that there was no one around, also entered the space to see what Xiao Budian was doing.

The space is a little different now. The light is going to be brightened, and Zhang Niu feels that this space is about to change. Little Dots had already burrowed into the cherry tree, and the queen hornet was perched on the bud next to it.

Little Dot jumps around and goes out and brings in another Pony Queen Hornet. The two leaned together and buzzed. Discuss everything.

Zhang Niu watched them fly around, and it didn't take long for Xiao Budian to bring in the whole honeycomb, "No, do you want to keep bees here" Hearing this voice, "Xiao Budian" nodded his head.

Looking at the scattered hornets, Zhang Niu's sweat. I didn't expect a small little to put a large group of wasps, and now even the nest has moved in. Could it be that the two families are relatives? I couldn't help but be skeptical.

Since Zhang Niu can't drive out when he comes in, it's not looking for death. I'm sorry for myself if I don't give you a few blows.

Hornets start building new honeycombs on green plum trees. The honeycomb left on the ground is ready to be taken home. The honey tastes fragrant, and when you mix the noodles, put some in it. Lip smacking.

Just build a honeycomb, don't sting yourself in the future, or it's really unlucky. This is also Zhang Niu's impatient admission that the hornets live in it.

After leaving the space, the hornets outside are gone, and they are probably all in the space. It seems that he has done a good deed for the village. There was a small honeycomb next to the tree, and I didn't bring it in. Zhang Niu didn't let go of this small honeycomb and put it in the basket with the intention of not wasting it.

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