There is a kind of eagle in my hometown, called "crow" locally, which is always hovering in the sky. The sky is high and the clouds are light, the goshawk is circling, and the artistic conception is so beautiful, but for the villagers, it is a disaster. Eagles appear near the village, and the villagers, whether in the fields or at home, will jump, wave their arms, and shout to drive away.

The eagle is very bold, even if it is near the farmhouse, as soon as it sees no one, it sees the opportunity, and swoops towards the fowl, and the sharp claws catch it and fly, which is quite fast and unguardable.

Sometimes the poultry is particularly fat, or struggling so badly that they don't catch it at once, and the eagle often appears entangled with the poultry, so there are often people who are killed by the villagers, and the chicken is not stolen, but becomes a delicacy on the table.

In the mountains, there are many ways to catch birds and animals, and the most common one is the lower set. In the low grass, find traces of the infestation of birds and beasts, find a branch or bamboo next to it and bend it down to put on a slipknot, fix it at the bottom, make a small trap, sprinkle some rice and the like as bait, when the beast eats the bait, touch the trap, the branch or bamboo bullet up, and it will be trapped.

There are many types of sets, simple materials, simple methods, many of our children will, and it has become one of our greatest pleasures. Therefore, there are many bushes and bushes, looking for birds and beasts to forage for food, and placing all kinds of loopers, which are more ingredients for fun, and rarely really capture birds and beasts.

The sets set by adults are different. For example, if you put a bomb in the bait, the beast will be seriously injured if you eat it and not be killed; For example, the animal clip clips are used to clip the feet of the beasts on the way where the beasts must be infested; For example, according to the size of the prey, iron sand or iron bars are used, which is very lethal.

With the first two, the local people call it "put the mountain", the average person does not dare to "put the mountain", because the "release of the mountain" kills too much, there is retribution, and the local circulation of many "put the mountain" people have a short life, family unfortunate stories.

Fire guns are very common among the mountain people, almost every family has them, and the mountain people also believe that the fire guns at home can ward off evil spirits. The fire gun also has considerable lethality to people, can be used as a weapon, at the beginning of this century, the ** unified seizure, the mountain people are difficult to see the fire gun.

In order to catch the prey, the hunter uses thatch, branches, etc. to make camouflage in the place where the prey is infested, and even stays in it for a day or two. Some brave young men dared to hunt wild boars together, and then the guns were loaded with iron bars as bullets.

Wild boars are violent, and after being injured, they are very dangerous, chasing people and arching and biting, and hunters are often injured or even killed. Wild boars are not killed, hunters usually choose to hide, so hunting wild boars is not always successful,

Whenever the hunters catch a wild boar and carry it down the mountain, the villagers will gather around to share the excitement and rare delicacy of the hunters. Listening to the thrilling legend of the hunters telling the wild boar hunt, I often heard the heartbeat of the heart, and the adults also repeatedly explained that when they saw the wild boar, they should immediately avoid it, or climb to the tree.

There are many wild beasts in my hometown, and in the quiet night, I can often hear the roars of all kinds of wild beasts coming from the mountains. In order to protect the poultry from being attacked by wild beasts, the mountain people generally have one or two dogs in their homes to watch the home nursery, because they are accompanied by wild animals all year round, and these dogs are full of wild and fierce.

When I was a child, transportation was scarce, and I walked to my grandmother's house, and I had to pass through many villages along the way, and sometimes I had to pass through the door of other people's houses, and I was most afraid of dogs, and when I arrived at the edge of the village, the dogs in the village barked out in groups, and some even rushed to the side, making a gesture to pounce and bite, and often heard that someone was bitten by a dog.

Especially when there are no adults, go to my grandmother's house for the thrill of exploring the adventure of Tang Seng West. My father said that people are afraid of the dark and dogs are afraid of squatting, and when they squat, they don't dare to chase after them.

Dogs are spiritual and absolutely loyal to their owners. When a fire broke out in a neighboring village, his dog ran to the owner who was working in the field, barked and dragged the owner by biting his trouser leg to the village, and rescued the baby lying in the rocking blue in time.

Some dogs find trapped animals in the mountains and will take their owners with them. There are many stories of dogs having spirituality in their hometowns.

My family has a yellow local dog, I remember about four or five years old, braving the rain from the opposite Deng Jiashan to pick it up, very smart, when I became an adult, not only became my most loyal partner, but also became my family's most loyal and trusted "guard".

What impressed me the most about this dog is its magical muntjac hunting skills, the ditch in front of the youth pond, which is regarded as a famous hunting ground, and has staged several muntjac hunting miracles here.

My father was a very careful person, and in the dialect of the mountain people, he was a "patient man". He planted two rows of willow trees on both sides of the ditch, "intentionally planting flowers and flowers do not bloom, and unintentionally planting willows and willows into shade", willow trees are particularly easy to survive and grow very fast.

In summer, the branches are luxuriant, completely covering the ditch, and the ditch is cool and breezy, and it is shady; In winter, the willow leaves fall completely, which does not block the sun in the slightest.

Every morning, several neighbors gather here, sit on the stones or small stools they brought, wash a lot of clothes, and chat about their parents' shortcomings, which becomes an indelible memory of that time.

The sides of this ditch are steep and nearly a man high, and the dense willow trees make the inside a relatively closed passage. If the beast enters it, it will be difficult to escape from it at both ends.

These are all unintentionally formed, and no one has deliberately done so, let alone the idea and intention of besieging the beast. Adults didn't think about it this way, we children didn't think about it, the magic is magic, the dog I brought back, after growing up, but thought of it, not only thought of it, but did it, and more than once.

The adult muntjac is the size of a calf, with golden hair, and the appearance is very similar to that of a deer.

Surrounded by many natural predators, hunted by shotguns, and under a variety of traps, they multiply and breed, and there are many heirs. It is enough to show how clever the muntjac is, and how strong the ability to escape danger is in the mountains and forests.

The muntjac grows in the deep mountains and old forests, that is, in the mountains that connect to the mountains, and this mountain is in the northwest of my house, there is a relatively high peak, which is also the main place for us to cut firewood.

Qingnian Pond is at the foot of Phoenix Mountain, Phoenix Mountain is a small hill bag, independent of an open field, in which direction, there are several miles of flat rice fields, you can see through the field at a glance, until the foot of the mountain at the end of the field, including the river at the foot of the mountain.

Now I can't figure out how the dog I brought back could be so magical, it searched for the muntjac from the deep mountains and old forests in the distance, and then a dog alone, all the way from the deep mountains, in the direction of my house, chased the muntjac down the mountain, chased across the river, chased through the open field, and chased into the willow ditch in front of the door.

Now I can't figure out how smart this dog must be, because we have never taught him to hunt because we have only kept him as a caretaker, and no one in my family knows how to hunt, let alone in the neighborhood.

How does it know to hunt muntjac? And it was found in the deep mountains and old forests so far away. How did it manage to chase the muntjac all the way over? The muntjac can almost be called the king of mountain and forest survival, how much effort it must have made in the deep mountains and old forests to succeed in doing it, maybe it has chased a lot, but it has not succeeded again and again.

How did it know to chase into the willow gully? After chasing into the willow ditch, the muntjac wanted to go out from whichever end, it ran from above to intercept it, roaring loudly, until the adults arrived, and then cooperated with the adults to block one end and complete the capture.

In a few years, in the same way, it even hunted four or five muntjacs, and the strange thing was that every time the parents were nearby, they successfully cooperated with the capture, except for one exception, the mother was nearby, far away, and when they arrived, others had already helped to capture it.

The only exception was because a family surnamed Liu in the production team happened to have a field in front of my house and happened to be working in this field, and found that my dog had rushed to the muntjac, so he ran over and smashed it to death with a hoe.

When his mother heard the dog's barking and arrived, the man surnamed Liu had already picked up the muntjac and told his mother that he had killed him and wanted to take it back to his home. My mother was so angry that she argued with her arguments, and a neighbor testified, so that the neighbor was speechless, put down his muntjac and walked away.

To be able to drive a muntjac in the mountains to the door of the house and force it into a desperate situation in this way, I have never heard such a story from any other dog except my dog, nor have I seen any other dog do this.

After all, the muntjac is the king of mountain and forest survival, and his body is much bigger than my dog. I think my dog, thinking that it can't be caught independently, or even can't catch up, is that he intimidates the chase and forces the muntjac into the door, thinking of relying on the help of adults to catch the muntjac.

Therefore, it is conceivable that the dog should run back and forth, jump up and down, back and forth, back and forth, and repeat, and how many miles it has run to succeed. The deep mountains and old forests are deep and dense, how difficult it is to run, the fields are open, and it is not easy to identify a direction.

I don't understand, my parents can't figure it out, and everyone can't figure it out, why this dog is so smart. For a period of time, some people often went to the village to steal dogs, they poisoned steamed buns, threw them to dogs, and after the dogs ate them, they were quietly drugged to death and then stolen.

Several dogs in the neighbor's house were drugged to death, but it was not fooled once, and the other dogs that were drugged to death, the thief did not steal them, and for this reason, the thief's other thefts did not succeed once.

As the saying goes, "a dog bites a mouse and is nosy", and my dog even cares about rats, and there are often rats around the house that are bitten to death by it. My family had a deep affection for the dog, and when it was old and tooth out, my father refused to buy it.

And this dog is finally old, in the last days of its life, it has been unable to go out to forage for food, often see it lying quietly on the eaves, eyes blank, looking at us with nostalgia in the eyes.

The dog was so smart, but it didn't have a name, and I used to name it, but in the end it didn't work out, because I was too young when I brought it in, and like other mountain people, I always "chirped" a few times as a call.

And it has long been accustomed to this kind of calling, the dog's ability to distinguish is quite good, and it can distinguish which is me and which is the parent and sister from the other "chirping" sounds, and other than that, the others are not moving.

There is no dog that can move us like this, can make us remember so deeply, in the face of the nostalgia in its eyes, we can only serve it rice, and sometimes add some meat.

The law of life is irresistible, and in the last journey of its life, we can only give it the best care under its existing conditions. After its death, its father buried it, and it should have gone through twelve years of life.

The mountain people "let the mountain", and among the wild beasts that are often caught, the hare is the most. The hares are very harmful, the rice ears in the field, the vegetables in the vegetable field, are often gnawed off, the degree of destruction is not less than the mouse, because of the large number, it is often caught, the countryside describes the game delicious, there is a saying of "flying pigeons and rabbits", rabbit meat is indeed very delicious.

Digging a bird's nest is one of the contents of the competition often carried out between friends. Because digging birds' nests is often climbed by trees, and there are also low grasses and shrubs, and whoever wants to find a bird's nest will show off among his companions. When you catch a bird, you take it home and raise it, and when you find it, you bake it and eat it.

Among my friends, I am a proud climber of trees. There is a very high jujube tree and a very high grapefruit tree behind the old house, the jujube grows very big, almost twice as much as the local rice jujube, the old family calls it "pillow jujube", and the grapefruit is ripe and sour and sweet.

Whenever I mischievously climbed up the tree and picked the topmost dates or grapefruits, my grandmother, with her little feet wrapped, always stood at the bottom with a cane and trembled and shouted, "Cub, come down!" But never succeeded in stopping me. Grandma loved her grandson so much that she cut down both trees in pain.