【Chapter 012】 The Plague of Wild Boars
After eating, Liu Rui dressed neatly, smeared a liquid with a faint smell on his face, hands and other exposed places, and went into the mountain with a miner's lamp on his back.
At night, the grass in the mountains is covered with mosquitoes, more than the fleet of planes over London during World War II. If you don't have mosquito repellent medicine when you go into the mountains at night, you will be bitten all over your body, and you will be infected with various infectious diseases.
Liu Rui's mosquito repellent is a formula that Liu Jiazu exchanged from those old people who walked the horse gang, although it is a little weird, but the effect is not ordinary.
Caravans generally travel in the wilderness of the wilderness off the beaten track, and some even have to take them through primeval forests to reach Indochina. Along the way, miasma, poisonous snakes, and mosquitoes almost everything could make the caravan leave their lives in the reckless jungle. Therefore, the effect of these mosquito repellent formulas that have been practiced by countless people is not comparable to those industrialized products on the market.
Shangliang Village is backed by Xiaoqing Mountain, there are many mountains and little land, except for some paddy fields near Xiaojing Lake, most of the land is obtained by the villagers from the villagers for generations to reclaim the mountain.
When Liu Rui came out of his house, he saw villagers holding all kinds of tools, following the path that their ancestors had walked out of for more than 100 years, and entered the small green mountain that had gradually been shrouded in night.
When the last rays of light disappeared on the other side of the mountain, the entire sky quickly turned inky blue, and the surrounding vision became dim. Liu Rui, who turned on the miner's lamp, also began to find that a little light began to appear on the mountain road, presumably the villagers also turned on the flashlight.
The bright miner's lamp shone in the dark night, and everyone consciously adjusted the pace under their feet, slowly gathered together, and went into the mountain together.
Together with Liu Rui are two brothers, Wang Shaojun and Wang Shaozhang, whose family has planted five acres of corn in the mountain, and they are about to harvest, but they never thought that wild boars began to appear.
"Looks like we're going to have to build a shed in the ground and keep watch all night!" When it comes to wild boars, Wang Shaojun hates them so much, but the worries in his heart cannot be eliminated.
"If the shotgun at home was still there, I'd shoot those damn boars!" Wang Shaozhang is two years older than Liu Rui, and he is still an age of excitement and freedom.
Speaking of shotguns, almost every household in Shangxialiang Village used to have them, but in recent years, the political axe has become more and more intensive, and it is difficult to find even an air rifle in the villagers' homes.
"Brother Shaojun, what you are worried about is not the wild boar, but after going to the mountains to keep vigil, you can't sleep well without your sister-in-law, right?" Wang Shaozhang has only been married for half a year, and when he was newly married Yan'er, he was often teased by familiar villagers.
"Okay, you Liu Rui, it's only been a few months since you went home, and your mouth is pretty sharp!" Wang Shaojun was told by Liu Rui about the central matter, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Is it spring?" I asked your sister-in-law to introduce you to a younger sister? ”
"If you want to introduce, you have to introduce it to Brother Shaojun first!" Liu Rui looked at Wang Shaozhang with a smile and said, "I'm not even eighteen yet, don't worry!" ”
"Why are you bothering me?" Wang Shaozhang was a little shy, and his face turned red, but fortunately, it was dark and no one noticed.
The three young men talked and laughed along the way, and after walking for less than half an hour, they came to the place where the mountains of the village were concentrated.
Strange to say, the mountains near Shangliang Village are dangerous, and most of them are half-stone mountains, which are not suitable for growing crops, and places like Liu's orchard where fruit trees can be planted are already the best fields. Bypassing a few tall mountains, you can walk less than five miles to this low earthy hill surrounded by mountains.
These hills have basically been divided into pieces of land in the village, and the fields are divided into households according to the number of households, ranging from three or four acres to more than ten acres per household. This is a mountainous area, and most of the crops grown are soybeans, cassava, corn and other drought-tolerant crops.
It is now the season when summer corn is ripe, and when Liu Rui's light shines over, he finds that his eyes are full of corn stalks taller than people, and they are full of corn cobs that are arm thick.
This year, because of his father's injury, the family was in chaos, and many farm work in Liu Rui's family was delayed. In the spring, Liu Rui didn't have time to plant corn, but only planted two acres of peanuts on the mountain, and the rest were abandoned.
A blazing bonfire had been lit in the open space by the stream at the bottom of the hills, and the reddish glow of the fire reflected the nearby sky, giving people a sense of security. Wang Huaguo, the village head, was getting together with several major people in the village to discuss things, while young people like Wang Shaozhang and Liu Rui were concentrated on the other side.
Here, Liu Rui saw many familiar faces, some holding steel forks, some carrying gongs, and some carrying a pot of wine, taking a sip from time to time.
"Brother Shaojun, didn't you say that a wild boar came down the mountain last night? Take me to the site? Liu Rui participated in this kind of scene for the first time, and felt that everything was new, so he wanted to see the traces left by wild boars.
"Okay, it's still early anyway, I'll take you to have a look." Looking at Liu Rui's eager expression, Wang Shaojun did not disappoint the fun, turned around and took Liu Rui away from the crowd.
Wang Shaojun took Liu Rui, bypassing the thorns at the foot of the mountain, to the front of a cornfield, and under the light of the miner's lamp, a mess came into their eyes.
The corn that was about to ripen was arched to the ground by the roots, and the corn cobs with the thickness of the arms were gnawed to pieces one by one. On the ground, a series of fresh footprints and small pits scattered around the ground, all tell people what has happened here.
Seeing this tragic situation in front of him for the first time, Liu Rui couldn't help but gasp, I am afraid that this piece of land will be lost.
"This is just the beginning!" Wang Shaojun saw Liu Rui's shocked look, and then said: "When the wild boar was most abundant last year, the entire crop field was like it had been plowed over, and that was miserable. ”
In the past, Liu Rui was dedicated to studying in school, even if he went home on vacation, he rarely went into the mountains to work, and he had only heard about the scourge of wild boars to crops in his parents' mouths, but he had never seen it with his own eyes.
"Brother Shaojun, wild boars are so harmful, is there nothing there can be done in the village?" Looking at the cornfield in front of him, Liu Rui couldn't help but ask.
"What can be done?" Wang Shaojun spread his hands helplessly and said: "You didn't see that most of the young people in the village were dispatched, but this is just a symptom but not a cure." ”
Through Wang Shaojun's explanation, Liu Rui realized that the problem behind this wild boar is not simple.
ps: 500 collections, thank you for your strong support!
Thank you 'Purple Jade Dream' for a reward of 100 starting coins, bow!