For Li Xiaopang, feeding the chickens is also a kind of enjoyment, with a handful of buds scattered, for a while, the yard is full of poultry, which is mixed with a small fragrant roe deer, and the little gray ash also lowered his head, and picked up the bud rice grains in his mouth. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoDuring this time, the size of the little gray gray has not grown less, and it is a bit of a stand out from the crowd.

The bear baby is also a thief and rolls into the battle group, it is not for food, mainly for fun. As a result, he was attacked by the poultry industry, and the chickens pecked the geese and twisted them, and they were soon defeated, sitting on Li Xiaopang's feet and sneering.

"Who told you to make trouble?" Li Xiaopang twisted the bear baby's small round ears, and then sprinkled a handful of buds, causing the chickens to flutter again.

With the rapid development of tourism, every household in the black blind tun has no shortage of chickens, ducks and geese this year, and everyone has dozens of them, ready to be slaughtered after winter, otherwise it will not be enough for tourists to eat. As for the collective breeding of chickens, ducks and geese, they have also begun to take shape.

"Upper nest - upper nest - " After feeding, Li Xiaopang shouted in his mouth, and the chickens, ducks and geese walked around and returned to their nests. There is a crossbar in the chicken rack, and the hens fly up on their own and squat on top to sleep, which is also a tradition of spending the night in the trees of their ancestors. The ducks and geese are lying on the ground, they are plump, and they don't have to worry about the cold.

Chirp - the monkey has three sharp eyes, and finds that a few hens do not return to the nest, but wander out of the gate. This is worth it, I don't sleep when I'm full, and I still want to digest and digest the food, so I hurriedly took it and opened it with a wicker stick.

As a result, the chickens fluttered their wings, suddenly flew up more than two feet high, flew over the roof, and disappeared, making the three monkeys scratch the back of their heads, and Li Xiaopang was stunned: "Our chickens are different!" ”

Yaya stood there eating and laughing, she had already seen that there were a few pheasants mixed in the flock just now, and this situation was not a day or two, but the careless little fat uncle didn't find out.

"Won't it be a wild **?" Li Xiaopang finally woke up a little. Seeing the girl nodding, this guy slapped his thigh hard: "It's against the sky, you dare to run away from my house to eat and drink for nothing, and slaughter all the meat!" ”

Don't look at the joy he calls, but he is usually reluctant to catch a pheasant, and occasionally tastes it, which is honored by other animals. In addition, the pheasants have a strong reproductive ability and adaptability, so the number has increased dramatically, and groups of pheasants can be seen flying around the village. The more daring ones sneaked into the village to steal food.

Li Xiaopang's loud voice also summoned Uncle Biao, and when he heard that the pheasant almost flew into the rice pot, he also laughed: "I finally have a little bit of the demeanor of the black blind man back then, I think that back then, in winter, there were Qiandahan who couldn't find anything to eat, mixed into the cattle and horses, ate and drank, and then were slaughtered by everyone to eat meat." Qiandahan is really stupid enough, you don't want to think about it, you have a big horn on top of your brain, it's bright, who can't see it-"

Uncle Biao's so-called Qiandahan is the largest animal in the local forest, the scientific name is moose, the antlers are very different from the sika deer, but condensed into a plate, of course, they throw themselves into a net.

Speaking of excitement, Uncle Biao suddenly smacked his lips: "It's a pity, I haven't seen this thing for more than ten years, and there is still a pair of big stalwarks made of rhino skin in my family's warehouse, which can be regarded as a thought - hey, regret not at the beginning!" ”

Seeing Uncle Biao's heartfelt remorse, Li Xiaopang was very cheerful in his heart: Even an old hunter like Uncle Biao knows that knives and guns are in storage, and those animals that were once far away from us will definitely come back!

After chatting for a while, Li Xiaopang went back to the house to sleep. It is already the late autumn season, and it will be dark before seven o'clock in the evening, and from tomorrow onwards, the strong laborers of the whole village will start the most arduous work of digging tree pits, and it is better to recuperate.

After cleaning up Qiu'er, Li Xiaopang set his sights on the newly contracted Wuling Peak, and the most important thing is, of course, to plant trees first. According to local customs and characteristics, it is very suitable for planting trees in spring and winter.

In the area of Wuling Peak, there are several mountains in Lililala, with an area of about 100,000 acres, according to the different types of trees, there are also differences in density, but on average, dozens of trees have to be planted in one acre of land. If you plant trees, it is definitely a big project, even bigger than planting grass on the Dianzi side: planting trees and planting grass can be imagined in terms of labor.

The most tiring thing is to dig tree pits, and the black blind man has no machinery, so he has to rely on manual labor. 100,000 acres of barren mountains, how many pits have to be dug is an impossible task when you think about it.

When discussing and researching this matter, the village chief's uncle said a very classic sentence: "The eye is a laid-egg, and the hand is a good man". Uncle Biao immediately expressed his support: "If we don't have anything else, we have a lot of strength, and if we can't finish digging this year, we will dig for a few more years; On the day I can't dig it, I will ask my little tiger to continue digging, and sooner or later I can plant Wuling Peak on a tree! ”

"Hehe, people are fools who move mountains, you are going to dig holes for fools-" Li Da joked slowly and clearly. His body is a little worse, but he also plays a great role, and he has studied with Li Xiaopang for several days, planning more than a dozen different forest belt areas in the entire Wuling Peak.

There are birch forests, ash forests, Korean pine forests, pine forests, larch forests, and of course, the most are miscellaneous forests. After the trees have grown, the various forest belts are scattered and do not affect each other.

Just do what you say, it has always been the style of the black blind people. Early the next morning, when Li Xiaopang was woken up by the big gray and small gray, feasted on the war meal, and went out with a shovel, he saw that a large group of people had gathered at the entrance of the village, and it seemed that there were hundreds of people, Li Xiaopang hurriedly ran up, and began to shout: "Xiaoshan Xiaohu is not small, you are also joining in the fun-hey, eighth master, you are old and here, you are old, can you rest at home?" ”

That's right, in the crowd, there are more than a dozen little babies, all of whom are carrying shovels and pickaxes on their shoulders; There is also the trembling eighth master, also holding a shovel, standing at the front of the crowd, this is the posture of the old and young masters going into battle.

The eighth master pursed his mouth, revealing the teeth that held his ground: "Xiaotian, your eighth master can't do anything, he can only support you mentally." This shovel is still *** years old, beaten out with cannonball skin, today the eighth master will hand it over to you, if you kid can't use it to dig out the forests all over the mountains, you won't be the descendants of the black blind man! ”

The old man said so much in one breath, began to panth, and finally knocked and coughed vigorously. Li Xiaopang hurriedly stepped forward and gently stroked his back, and after the old man had evened out his breath, he solemnly took the shovel and held it high above his head: "Old and young masters, let's all go out and work hard for a few years——"

As he spoke, he thrust the shovel into the ground, and with a click, the wooden part of the shovel broke in two. Li Xiaopang stopped his oath speech in a daze: "Eighth master, your shovel is an antique." ”

The originally solemn atmosphere suddenly became much more relaxed, and everyone was giggling on their faces. The eighth master carefully checked the shovel, it has been decades, and the wooden handle has long been a little rotten, but the shovel below is still sharp, just change the shovel handle. Li Xiaopang simply unloaded the shovel of his own shovel and replaced it, and then carried the old revolutionary shovel and led everyone to Wuling Peak.

Walking and walking, the silly uncle headed together, and the babies all sang along: "We are walking on the road, high-spirited and high-spirited......"

Uncle Silly continued to sing, this time with a female voice: "The flowers in the flower basket are fragrant, listen to me sing......"

Li Xiaopang also hummed blindly, anyway, he felt that silly uncles singing were generally more appropriate for the occasion.

walked to the edge of the forest in one breath, and saw that the little babies were a little tired, so Li Xiaopang announced that he would rest in place for ten minutes. At this time, the sun was just outcropping, and the ground was covered with a layer of hoarfrost, which was gradually melted by the sun.

So the smokers smoked and the water drank water, Li Xiaopang saw that Xiaoshan still had a grass-green military kettle hanging around his neck, and he was leaning his neck to pour water into his mouth, and then he remembered that when he went out, he seemed to have forgotten to bring water. I've always been reaching out when I'm thirsty, so I've forgotten about this stubble.

Sure enough, Monkey San, who was blind with shallow eyelids, began to pull Li Xiaopang's trouser legs, and it seemed that he was also thirsty. In front of the public, Li Xiaopang didn't dare to perform a trick, so his mouth fell: "You little monkey has no energy, follow what kind of fun!" ”

Monkey San waved the sapper shovel in his little paw unconvinced, this thing is relatively small, and it was used when organizing militia training in the early years, so almost everyone has it.

"San'er, what are you going to do to steal mines-" Li Da Ming also came over to have fun, and everyone couldn't help laughing when they looked at Monkey San's thief head and brain.

The little monkey has a big temperament, and after grinning his teeth for a while, he wields a sapper shovel and digs up the ground, but its small thin arms and legs really have no strength, and he can barely break the soil skin, so everyone's laughter is even louder.

I really couldn't stand it, Li Xiaopang touched the third monkey's brain: "Monkey head, don't go ahead to explore the way, these rough and stupid jobs, it's better to leave it to your second junior brother to understand." ”

Monkey San was not stupid, he simply shoveled the sapper to the ground, and then ran to the front of the team, and behind it, there was a playful song of the silly uncle: "The king sent me to patrol the mountain——"

After a short rest, the large army continued to advance, and walked for a while, and then came out of the forest, and in front of it, that is, the battlefield where the pits were dug and trees were planted. Li Daming, who was in charge of technical work, first put on reading glasses, took out a roll of paper from his pocket, slowly unfolded it, and looked at the combat map. Li Xiaopang also leaned in to take a look, and couldn't help but sneer. This map is good, and the graphics of various trees are drawn on it, forming a phalanx, not to mention, those trees such as birch and red pine, are all vividly drawn.

After determining the approximate plant spacing and row spacing, the village chief's uncle gave an order, so the shovels and pickaxes were raised, and they were in full swing, and even those little babies were not far behind. Only Monkey San looked at it for a while, scratched the back of his head, and went into the forest.

It's quite far from the mountains, so the soil is soft and there are few stones, so it's relatively easy to dig. But after all, it is heavy physical work, and when the sun heats up, everyone sweats like rain, like Uncle Biao, they have already taken off their coats and gone into battle shirtless.

Li Xiaopang worked hardest, and the shovel in his hand flew up and down, and a few shovels dug out a tree pit. Everyone praises: It is worthy of being a good family that has been passed down from generation to generation, with the halo effect of great work ~ revolution ~ life.

Everyone was working hard, when they heard a clattering sound, and following the sound, they saw the three monkeys riding on a big wild boar, waving a wicker stick in their hands, and rushing towards this side. The wild boar under it turned out to be Pig Xiaoba.

"Your senior brothers, this is preparing to learn from the West Heaven and Nirvana!" Li Da's clear shouting caused the crowd to burst into laughter.

But soon they were dumbfounded, only to see the wicker stick in the monkey's three paws poke the ground, and Zhu Xiaoba shook off his nose, arched up, and arched out a big pit in a few strokes, although it was not as neat as the shovel dug out, but there was no problem with planting trees.