Late at night, lying in bed, Wang Xiangzhong closed his eyes, but he didn't feel sleepy. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He heard the sound of his wife Wu Xiufen turning over, turned his head to look, and found that she was also awake.

"Xiufen, do you think our son has changed anything?"

"What a change, isn't it just that you have grown up and become sensible." Wu Xiufen yawned.

"No, he's only seven years old, how sensible can he be even if he is sensible? How did he know so much? ”

Wu Xiufen said disapprerovingly: "Seven years old is not young, my grandfather married my grandmother when he was seven years old." ”

Wang Xiangzhong scratched his head, thinking that what his wife said made sense.

The next day, Wang Xiangzhong did not go to the market to sell apples, but decided to follow Wang Zheng and them to Wujiayuzi in Xishan to have a look.

In fact, even now, he is still a little skeptical, and feels that his son can catch rabbits a little unreliable.

Wang Zheng told Wang Xiangzhong that he had laid about 100 sets in Wujiayuzi, and that he was expected to harvest 30 hares. Wang Xiangzhong didn't believe this.

A hare, often walk the rabbit road must have at least a dozen, even if it is each next set, a dozen sets to catch a hare, it is a good result.

What Wang Zheng said, but three sets catch a hare, which makes Wang Xiangzhong, who has lived in the mountains for 30 years, feel that his son is talking big.

Early in the morning of Sunday, Wang Zheng led his father, as well as Yang Ming, Wu Huahua, Ma Nianzhuang, Cui Wei Cui Qiang and others, to Wujiayuzi.

Along the way, Wang Xiangzhong has been listening to his son's friends praising his son with admiration, and his heart has also secretly changed: Is my son really so powerful?

When they arrived at Wujiayuzi, everyone followed behind Wang Zheng and walked up step by step along the route of yesterday's set.

When Wang Zheng found the first hare caught by his own wire, everyone was still very excited, even his father Wang Xiangzhong had an excited smile on his face.

Soon, they couldn't walk a few dozen steps to harvest a hare, and before noon, Wang Zheng and they had already harvested twenty hares.

Wang Xiangzhong brought a woven bag, which was now stuffed with hares, and it was a little difficult to carry it on his shoulders. A hare weighs more than three catties, and these twenty hares weigh seventy or eighty catties, even if they are placed on the shoulders of an adult laborer in a mountain village, it is a little difficult, let alone carrying these things to climb the mountain.

"Son, almost, aren't you?"

However, Wang Zheng turned back to his father and said, "It's almost half." ”

"Okay, son, you are so powerful, your father and I are convinced. Son, it's not too early, let's take advantage of the sea eye spring in front of us to eat a roasted hare and then act. ”

When they heard that Dad was going to roast a hare with everyone to eat, everyone was happy.

This is actually one of the planned projects arranged for this event, and it is also a project that Wang Zheng is looking forward to.

Haiyan Spring is located halfway up the mountain in Wujiayuzi. At the bottom of the cliff of Hades, which is more than 20 meters high, there is a sloping slate, and there is a fist-sized spring under the slate, and the spring is surrounded by people with bluestone to form a small pool. The reason why an apple plantation of 300 acres of land can be developed at the foot of Wujiayuzi Mountain is precisely because of the existence of this spring that continues to flow all year round.

Haiyan Spring flows down the ravine, and in the middle of the 300-acre apple orchard in Taohualing Village, a pool with a water storage capacity of 10,000 cubic meters has been built.

Wang Zheng and his party came to the side of the Haiyan Spring, and Wang Xiangzhong put the woven bag containing the hare on the slate above the spring, and then took out two larger and fatter hares from the bag. When he was about to arrange everyone's tasks, he found that his son had taken a step earlier and made arrangements.

"Cui Qiang Cui Wei, you two go around to pick firewood, pick more, we can't use it this time, just put it under the big stone slab, and use it next time." Ma Nianzhuang and Yang Ming, you two go to the bottom of the mountain to get a few pieces of sweet potatoes, and we will roast and eat them together later. Wu Huahua, you are responsible for lighting the fire, Dad, you first peel the rabbit and gut it, I will go over there to dig some wild vegetables, and stuff them into the belly of the hare when the rabbit is roasted. ”

"Hey, son, be careful, son."

His son seems to be very capable of organizing and leading, and Wang Xiangzhong is now obediently following his son's instructions.

After a while, Cui Qiang and Cui Wei's twin brothers came back with two large bundles of firewood. In recent years, the common people have a little surplus money in their hands, and they can buy coal for cooking and heating in winter, and there are many fewer people who come to the mountains to pick firewood than before. If you go back ten years, it would have been very difficult for everyone at that time, and before winter, the firewood on the mountain was picked up by everyone.

Wang Zheng and Yang Ming returned to Haiyan Quanzi almost at the same time, and Yang Ming and Ma Nianzhuang each held five or six pieces of red sweet potatoes. Taohualing Village has many mountains and barren land, which is not suitable for growing wheat and corn, and can only grow sweet potatoes and millet. However, millet is much more troublesome to grow than sweet potatoes, so everyone planted sweet potatoes in the mountains for convenience. There are two varieties of sweet potatoes in the local area, white and red, the yield of white is high, and the taste of red is good. As the saying goes, roasted sweet potatoes refer to red sweet potatoes.

Wang Zheng carried some wild vegetables on his clothes and held a handful of peppercorns in his hand.

Wu Huahua had already lit the fire, and then Wang Zheng stuffed the dug wild vegetables and peppercorns into the stomach of the hare that had been gutted. Wang Xiangzhong peeled off a wild peach branch, leaving only a smooth pole, and then inserted the thumb-thick peach branch into the hare from end to end, and then smeared a layer of fine salt on the outside of the hare's meat, and began to roast it on the fire of Wuhua peanuts.

The bonfire roasted the hares, making a sizzling sound, and after a while, the aroma of roasted rabbit meat wafted throughout the valley.

The sweet potatoes buried in the bonfire also began to exude a strong aroma.

About half an hour later, Wang Xiangzhong roasted two rabbits, and the sweet potatoes buried in the bonfire were roasted one by one, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and fragrant.

Lunch was roasted sweet potatoes and roasted hares, and the people present had a roasted rabbit leg and a roasted sweet potato, and their mouths were full of oil. After eating, lie down next to Haiyan Spring and drink a sip of sweet and delicious spring water, feeling comfortable all over.

Full of wine and water, Wang Zheng looked at his satisfied companions, rested for more than ten minutes, and then gave an order to continue the harvest journey.

In the morning, Wang Zheng and the others had already harvested twenty hares, and this afternoon's harvest made Wang Xiangzhong even more surprised, and they actually harvested twenty-four hares.

Wang Zheng and his six children, each carrying four hares, were so tired that they couldn't walk.