Suddenly, there was a whoosh, like a gust of wind. When he looked fixedly, the gray-winged bird flew from nowhere, and was hugging the nest with its two paws, and holding a white flesh worm in its mouth, and the chicks in it were very sensitive, and they scrambled to stretch out three heads from the mouth of the nest, all of which opened their tender yellow beaks, and chirped, as if to say to the mother bird: I want to eat, I want to eat.

Li Gui took the opportunity to pull the trigger, and with a "bang", the shotgun that had already been aimed at the target burst out with a cloud of sparks, and the poor gray-winged bird had not yet fed its mouth to any of the chicks waiting to be fed, so it encountered an accident and fell under the black locust tree.

The nest was also hit, and the broken wilts of grass and grass flew like bullets in the woods.

When the gunfire stopped, Li Gui went to collect the loot. He went to the black locust tree, picked up the dead gray-winged bird, and a bullet came through its belly and came out of its back, leaving an eyelet the size of a finger, and it was gurgling and bleeding.

He picked it up and weighed it, and said to himself: Remove the hair, there are two taels, and it will not be a problem to get a few pieces of roast bird meat.

He took a step inadvertently, and there was a layer of dead leaves under his feet, and suddenly he heard the sound of chirping, it was a chick that fell from the bird's nest, and it was accompanied by his toes pointing upwards to open its tender yellow mouth, perhaps it heard the sound of stepping on the dead leaves, thinking that his mother had sent food, so he was so excited to eat.

Li Gui glanced at it, its open mouth hadn't been closed for a long time, and it was red inside.

At this time, Li Gui took out a long and slender iron wire in a roll from the eye of his clothes, found a head, and passed it through the wound of the gray-winged bird like a needle.

Then he picked up a lump of flesh that had not yet grown hair, and the chick opened its mouth again, thinking that its mother was feeding it. As expected, a wire went through its ass and came out of its mouth, and the poor chick died in an instant, lying naked on the wire, and became a neighbor of its mother's corpse.

Li Gui looked up and saw that the nest on the black locust tree was only half there, empty, and there was not a single chick on it. He felt that two other chicks had also fallen, so he stooped down and looked down, and saw a thorn with half an eggshell hanging from it, and it was still trembling with the wind.

He took a step forward, and saw a chick falling at the base of the thorn through the crack in the thorn, and he reached out and grabbed it, and the chick began to open its mouth and squawk, thinking that the mother bird had fed it.

But at this moment, in Li Gui's eyes, it is a raw material that can be used to make barbecue, like the one at the beginning, he used the wire to string it, the difference is that the wire is passed through the mouth, not out of the buttocks, but out of its belly, which is caused by excessive force.

One of the movements of this chick lingered in Li Gui's impression, that is, when he inserted the wire into its mouth, it thought it was delicious, and opened its mouth wide, and even the orange-yellow throat stretched long enough to see clearly.

It's about to become a bird barbecue, and it will show a fragrant and attractive tender yellow color, and some parts have a bit of burnt flavor.

Li Gui imagined this, which aroused the interest of hunting birds more and more. In Li Gui's feelings, there was also a chick that fell. He searched around again, and walked around among the thorns

In the past, he didn't find anything, but he looked 10 meters away from the black locust tree, and found a chick lying on a bush eight meters away from the gray winged bird he shot the gray winged bird.

Its eyes were closed and it was dying, and it was estimated that the chick had been touched so far by the mother bird who had been shot.

Li Gui grabbed it, picked up the wire and passed it through its mouth, and the wire head just came out of its butt hole.

When he opened its mouth, he found that it had a long unswallowed worm in its throat.

This is what the mother bird fed this bird! It's a pity that the bird child has not eaten it, and it is whining and wailing.

Since then, Li Gui has continued to beat birds and handed them over to Li Fu to make barbecue, and the barbecue dipped in pepper, chili noodles and other condiments is fragrant, and it can really maintain a long-term selling point, which has become a good source of income for Li Gui's family.

But later, Li Gui stopped doing this kind of business, because his two children both suffered from a strange disease when they were 9 years old, and they could not be detected in the rural hospital, and they were sent to the county hospital for examination.

A doctor in a white coat and a mask asked Li Gui, "Do your two children often deal with birds or eat bird meat with germs?"

Li Gui stood at the isolation window, turned around and was stunned for a while before answering: I'm embarrassed to say this, I have a barbecue stall for birds and game at home, and I have been doing this kind of business on the street for many years. Naturally, my two children also eat bird barbecue regularly.

Li Gui was also wearing a mask, and the mask was moving when he spoke, like a worm crawling inside.

Before he could finish his sentence, the doctor shook his fists and said firmly: "That's why you should stop buying and selling birds and game barbecue now."

As soon as my two children became ill, I stopped that kind of business. Li Gui told the truth.

How did you first know that your child's illness was related to eating bird barbecue? The doctor asked again.

Both children made strange noises, like miserable bird calls, and I guessed that the child's illness was related to eating bird meat and barbecue. Li Gui said as he frowned and walked around the hall, and when he saw the doctor walking away, he followed and asked: Alas, you have to try your best to treat my two children!

The doctor turned around: Can we not do our best? However, whether it can be cured or not depends on the will of God.

With that, the doctor walked away with his hands behind his back. Li Gui wanted to hear this, but he was afraid to listen to this sentence, and this sentence was more serious, that is, your two children who had bird flu were isolated, and their lives were not guaranteed.

Maybe it was because of the excessive pressure, Li Gui felt extremely tired, his eyes blinked, and he looked drowsy, but this is an empty hall, where is the place to sleep? Even if he could, where could he sleep?

Restless, he seemed to hear strange bird calls, and seemed to denounce him: You bird hunter, you must not die well. Now the souls of our birds are gathered for revenge, starting with your two children, to peck them to death, and make you an old man, and it is more uncomfortable to live than to die.

Li Gui realized something, and involuntarily said: No! I can't fight birds anymore, so can't you forgive my two children?

It's too late for you to regret it now. Think about it, how many birds have died under your shotgun? You're all innocent! The voice seemed to linger in my ears all the time.