Under the guidance of Lai Pingdong, Chen Ping pinched fifteen traps on the edge of the stream, and the traces of animals by the stream were more obvious than in the mountain col. On a hillside next to the stream, Chen Ping also found arched dirt and remnants of gnawed tree roots.

With an experience, Chen Ping went under the trap quickly this time, and he didn't go to find a location by himself as before. It turns out that where they think an animal passes by, they catch a hare, and luck plays a big role.

"I'll see you tomorrow in the same place." Coming to Pingdong to send Chen Ping and the three out of the mountain, Chen Ping carried a small bundle of firewood on his back and said goodbye to him.

Chen An was carrying a wooden stick, and there was a pheasant hanging behind the stick, if it weren't for his lack of strength, the head of the stick should be a hare.

Chen Erniu followed closely behind Chen An, there was also a bundle of firewood on his back, the hare was carried in his hand, walking a few steps up the mountain, always picking up the hare and taking a few looks, and laughing a few times.

"If you put on a cold jacket and a steel helmet, you will be able to escape from a certain undergraded nation." Seeing the two goods acting like this, Chen Ping has a sense of divine drama, and he really wants to go up and kick it alone.

Due to the topography in the west of the village, there are not many fields, and most of them are thin fields that have just been reclaimed for several years, and most of the people who have allocated these fields are poor families in the village.

The second ear of rice has already set ears, and some people are planting in the field and pinching the ears of rice.

Chen Ping and the three of them walked along the ridge of the field, which immediately attracted the attention of the people in the field village, and several teenagers of the same age stretched their necks and looked at Chen Ping and the three of them.

"Erniu, what are you holding in your hand?" A teenager holding a rice crop stood on the edge of the ridge and shouted to Chen Erniu from a distance.

The boy was more than ten years old, similar to Chen Ping, dressed in single clothes and mud, and was accompanied by three smaller boys, also holding ears of rice in their hands, staring at the hare in Chen Erniu's hand.

"It's a hare, we caught it in the mountains." Chen Erniu approached and shook the hare in his hand in front of the young man, "You haven't seen such a big hare, have you?" ”

"What's the big deal, you're not going to sell this hare." The boy felt that he was being looked down upon, with a sour taste.

Chen Ping also approached at this time, Chen Ping, the young man in the field, knew him, Chen Shun, is from Baitu Village, the house is in the west of the village, looking at the ridges of this field, the most dilapidated one is the young man's home.

The three younger ones on the side are Chen Shun's younger brothers, and there is an elder brother above Chen Shun, not to mention, Chen Shun has two younger sisters in the family.

A family of seven children, one did not die young, although it was difficult, but still tenaciously alive.

"Who said sell? It's going to be eaten, my brother does. Chen An showed off, shook the wooden stick, and the pheasant on it rumbled twice, and his wings fluttered a few times, "Tell you, Shunzi, my brother's cooking is delicious." ”

"Hare meat, it must be delicious." A boy in a rag robe next to Chen Shun tilted his head and looked at Chen Shun, "I want to eat too." ”

Chen Ping and the three of them had already walked away, Chen Shun looked at the hare pheasant, and then looked at the first mountain.

"Well, we can eat hare meat too." Chen Shun straightened his brother's shirt and replied with a smile.

After entering the village, the people of the village who were seen praised a few words, and a few children even followed Chen Ping to the entrance of the courtyard.

"Mother, I'm back." After entering the courtyard and putting down the firewood, Chen Ping carried two hares, one large and one small, into the hall.

Chen An was faster, and ran to the east with a wooden stick.

"Where did this pheasant come from?" Liu came out and was very surprised, "You caught it in that ** mountain again?" ”

"It's a trap under my brother, who caught four rabbits and a pheasant." Chen An untied the pheasant and grabbed it in his hand, "Mother, let's simmer soup today." ”

"The soup I just drank yesterday, and I ate beef again, and this pheasant will be sold in the county when you Aya comes back." These two days are enough luxury, Liu said, "There is still beef at home, and the beef is left." ”

"Mother, just leave this rabbit meat, and the pheasant can also make soup for you and Aya to replenish your body." Chen Ping put the two tied hares on the ground, "I'll make this rabbit meat." ”

"You kid, you don't have to make up for your body like this, and besides, I'm not sick or in pain, so I don't need it." Liu still wants to sell the hare pheasant for some money, and the shoes of the two children should also be bought, and they are still wearing grass shoes.

There are still some things to be added to the house, and the hare can be sold, and the money can be saved, so that it can be used later.

The eldest son is eleven years old, and if he is three or four years old, he can also consider marrying a wife. Liu has a candidate in his heart, but this dowry needs to be planned in advance.

"Mother, have you forgotten the fire sickle? That's also money-making. "It's cold, this rabbit meat can also be preserved, the family, plus Chen Ya's mother and son, Erniu and Uncle Blacksmith will occasionally come, don't worry about the rabbit meat leftovers, Chen Ping has recently increased his exercise, and he feels more and more that his nutrition can't keep up.

Seeing that his two sons were like this, Liu didn't continue to insist, and after eating Chen Ping's food in the past few days, Liu felt more and more that the dishes he had made in the past were difficult to eat, and his mouth was even more open.

"Mother, I'll pluck this pheasant." Chen Ping mentioned the pheasant, "Xiao Anzi, take Xiao Niang to play on the side." ”

Yesterday, when the pheasant feather was brought back, it was found that the feathers were damaged after being soaked in water, and today this pheasant Chen Ping plans to tear off the tail feathers first, and then soak them in hot water to remove their hair.

But before that, I have to give this pheasant a knife, something that is not suitable for children, and it is not good for the little lady to see.

"Don't go, big brother, I'm not leaving, I want to watch the birds." Xiao Anzi was so strong that she couldn't hold her little mother, Chen Zhen broke free of Chen An's arm, ran over, hugged Chen Ping's legs, and raised her head.

"It's okay, my little lady likes these." Liu said, "Usually I kill fish, and Xiao Niang can also help." ”

"Yes, I'm amazing." Seeing Liu's praise, the little lady nodded her little head, "The little lady can help the eldest brother." ”

It's a bit of a hobby, isn't it? Besides, can killing a fish be the same as killing a pheasant?

Chen Ping glanced at the pheasant, then at Chen Zhen, and felt that it was better to kill the pheasant when the little lady didn't see it.

"Yes." Thinking like this, Chen Ping suddenly remembered something, groaned, changed his mind, and bowed his head to Chen Zhen and said, "Little lady is really not afraid?" ”

"Xiaoniang is a boy like a big brother, not afraid." This is Liu's words, Chen Zhen actually remembered it.

Taking the knife from Liu's hand, Chen Ping took the little lady to the well, and Chen An had already prepared the clay pot.

Fix the pheasant's neck with one hand, tear off a handful of hair, put the knife in the right hand flat, and gently wipe it, the blood fell, crisply and neatly, the bright red blood fell in the clay pot, soaked in water, and rendered open.

Chen Ping glanced at Chen Zhen and found that she was staring intently at the spasmodic and trembling pheasant, with a curious gaze and no other look.

"This nerve is too big, they all say that the north is rich in female men, but I didn't think that the south is also produced, and it is a classical little girl." Chen Ping no longer had any scruples, shook his hands twice, and the pheasant's blood was exhausted, and then pulled out the tail feathers.