"How did you spend the previous years?" Song Shushu asked.

"Let it go out and breed it, eat it yourself, and then be taken away by foxes, weasels and mountain beavers, and there will be one hundred and eighty left!"

As soon as Brother Feng's words fell, the mountain beaver named Rhubarb had just entered through the door hole prepared for it, and its front paws retracted before it landed.

Through the window, I watched the big yellow mountain civet and ran out of the door with a fat big mouse in his mouth.

Song Shushu's eyes lit up, "Then how much feed do you have to buy to eat, idle is idle, go, I'll lead you to dig food, we have to find some to make up for it!"

Just do it, Song Shushu greeted the monsters who were familiar with him, and went to the warehouse to get a shovel and a hoe, especially the big shovel in his hand, and Aunt Xiong's son who hunted demons had to tremble twice.

He has been completely slapped with a spade, although his eyes are still sharp and ruthless, but he never mentions the matter of catching demons.

Song Shushu easily picked up the rhubarb, and he had to rely on it to find the mouse hole to catch the mouse.

The group rushed to the farmland outside the village.

It is not only the wild boars and roe deer in the mountains that harm the grain in the farmland, but the rats are the main ones.

This thief will pick the grain, eat the grass seeds before the grain is ripe, and when the grain is ripe, pick the fullest and store it in the rat hole, and spend the winter comfortably.

The first snow was only half a foot thick, and it couldn't stand, and it was in a state of semi-melting, and it couldn't cover the fat and fast-flowing black soil at all, making the land look black and white, like a different planet.

Seeing that the rat was enlarged in yellow, it was obvious that this was a very young mouse, and it didn't hold on for even two rounds under the rhubarb's claws, so it was crushed and bitten to death.

The rat hole is only half the size of a fist, just dig down along the hole, the first time it snows, the earth is only frozen in a thin layer, and the bottom is a black humus layer, which is easier to dig.

When I heard the mouse, it was something that was buried by a thief, such as drilling into sewers, drilling dung pits, and carrying plague on my body.

It was the rats of the city that were buried, and among the animals in the wild, the rats were quite clean.

The burrows they dug out, with well-defined bedrooms, warehouses and bathrooms, are much cleaner than even some lazy people who throw garbage in their nests in terms of personal hygiene.

When digging a rat hole in the Tiger Roaring Forest, Song Shushu looked at the mouse on the rhubarb mouth, this thing should be a vole, the rat that has saved enough food in the autumn looks quite fat.

I heard that there are rats in the south, and I have also seen the tutorial of braised rat meat, why don't you catch a few more and try them back?

As soon as Song Shushu said this idea, Hu Li didn't react, Hu Xiaolin quickly shook his head, and said while digging the soil: "The thing is small and there is no meat, and it has a strange smell when cooked, which is not delicious!"

Mom, if you can make Tiger Roaring Lin say that it's not delicious, you definitely can't eat it.

When she just wanted to dispel this idea, Aunt Xiong said: "There was no food to eat in those years, but we also ate a lot of rats, and this thing is still very fragrant when you put it on the fire and roast it!"

Hu Li pursed her lips and said, "Anyway, I didn't eat a bite at that time!"

Of course she doesn't have to eat, the whole village is spoiled and coaxed, and she has to come to her tightly if she has anything, where is she willing to let her eat mice.

Song Shushu is not very firm, more curious, since there is no consensus now, then forget it, when I think of eating rats, I feel that the root of my tail is numb.

At this time, the boy Hua Xingxing, carrying a squeaky and screaming, and a big fat mouse with a tail full of feet, ran over, and said sullenly: "I want to eat!"

"Go home, mom will roast it for you!" Aunt Xiong hurriedly took the big mouse and said with a doting face.

"Mom, what you make is not delicious, I want to eat what he made!" Hua Xingxing pointed to Song Shushu and said very unceremoniously.

"You really use me as a servant and a cook, don't you!" Song Shushu shook the shovel and frightened, "Don't accept it, what are you looking at?"

Hua Xing's body stiffened, and then looked at other places as if nothing happened, this kid looked flustered, but in fact, he knew that if he looked at you in reply, he would be photographed.

Aunt Xiong was screamed by Hua Xing's mother, and the whole person became excited, her face as full as a steamed bun was swollen red, and she picked up the shovel next to her and shouted: "Good son, you wait, Mom will catch the mouse for you!"

Aunt Xiong's whole demon was crazy, the big shovel struck, clicked a few times, and dug down the mouse hole for nearly a meter, and then a big mouse came out of another hole not far away, and was held down by a claw of the rhubarb.

Before it could bite it, it was snatched down by Aunt Bear, and the beaver had a bad temper, and with a hissing and a bared of teeth, Aunt Bear ran a few heels.

Dare to grab something from my son, I'm tired of it.

Hua Xingxing's mother, called Aunt Xiong as if she had beaten chicken blood, it seems that this braised rat can't do it herself, and Aunt Xiong will strangle herself.

Aunt Xiong jumped high to dig the mouse hole, she was to catch the mouse, and Song Shushu and they came to dig food.

She first dug the mouse hole, went straight to the big mouse's bedroom, and then followed the pit she dug to find the granary, which saved a lot of effort.

The first rat granary was dug out, nearly fifty centimeters square, and it was full of wheat grains, and the main focus of this rat was wheat.

The rat collects grain much cleaner than ordinary people, and every grain of wheat is the fullest, and it is cleaned up cleanly, without even a single burr.

This thing was brought back with the food processed and put in the mouth of the mouth, and of course it was clean.

This rat hole is filled with a small semi-woven bag, which shows how much food this guy can steal.

It is strange to say that the grain dug out of the mouse hole is so clean, but the cattle, horses and sheep and other big animals refuse to eat a mouthful, and the chickens, ducks and geese are not so picky, and those who come do not refuse.

I dug more than a dozen rat holes in a row, and the holes were not empty-handed, wheat, corn, and soybeans, but the crops planted in Ganxi Village were not pulled, and they were filled with five big bags.

They didn't have to dig holes and rob food, even the lives of rats were taken.

Aunt Xiong grabbed more than 20 fat rats, knocked them to death, and tied their tails together and carried them on Hua Xingxing's hands.

This prey is a bit peculiar, and it looks straight and itchy.

But the good thing is that there's no hassle.

In these years, even sparrows are considered provincial protected animals, and anyone who dares to use sticky nets to catch birds on a large scale will be detained for fifteen days on the spot, fined 18,000 and not run, in case of injury to any more precious bird, a proper prison sentence.

Counting and counting, only rats are not included in the scope of protection.

The two stupid carried several large bags of grain, and Hua Xingxing carried the big rat and returned to the village together.

Originally, Tiger Roaring Forest cleaned up the prey, and Lang was shocked to go with the knife, but in the face of the big mouse, they all refused.

For the sake of her son, Aunt Xiong didn't say that she was cleaning up a few big rats, even if she asked her to clean up without blinking, she had to ask her son if he wanted to eat braised or steamed.

Aunt Xiong took a knife, cleanly peeled the skin and disemboweled the internal organs, and cleaned it up red and clean.

However, Song Shushu remembered the food video he had watched, and this mouse was still delicious with skin, so he said.

Aunt Xiong immediately turned around, put the big mouse on the fire and burned it, and then shaved the burned hair, put it in the water and washed it again, yo drink, it can be broken by blowing the bullet in white and clean, it looks very good, but the whip-like tail of the mouse looks a little disgusting.

The tail of the head is cut off and thrown away, this time it looks much more pleasing to the eye, if you don't look at the white and tender skin and only look at the shape, it looks like a pigeon that has been cleaned up.