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He Fan deliberately said this to Lin Guo, otherwise he would have been deceiving others by letting him do hard work all day long.
Dahuang, the best hunter, was driven down the mountain to see his house this time.
However, even without Rhubarb¡¯s assistant, how could He Fan not have some hunting skills since he had grown up in this mountain village?
Lin Guo, who was very interested, went into the nearby forest, and based on experience, carefully searched for traces of wild animals.
After digging into the forest for about ten minutes, He Fan finally discovered a trace of pheasants.
There is no pattern to the pheasants walking, but pheasants appear from the surrounding bushes, so it is natural to judge that this area is frequented by pheasants.
He made a silent gesture with his index finger to indicate that he had found the target and asked Lin Guo to keep silent. Lin Guo immediately shut up and kept his eyes open, wanting to see how He Fan hunted.
Pheasants, like people, will not go where there are no roads. An experienced hunter can judge where the pheasants must pass based on the surrounding terrain, and then lay a trap.
He Fan looked at a narrow intersection and thought:
"This is it!"
Give Lin Guo the hatchet you carry with you:
¡°Go, go and cut some branches nearby, the kind that are flexible!¡±
Lin Guo looked at the hatchet in his hand with a bitter look on his face, but he still obeyed He Fan's words and hurriedly went to cut branches nearby.
After Lin Guo came back, He Fan used the branches he chopped back to lay the most common sling trap on the path that the pheasants must pass. Then, he took Lin Guo to a nearby place and stayed motionless. Waited quietly.
After waiting for more than ten minutes and still no movement, Lin Guo finally couldn¡¯t bear it anymore and asked:
"Brother, can this trap you set up catch pheasants?"
He Fan rolled his eyes at Lin Guo:
"Can you please remove the word "?"
As soon as He Fan finished speaking, he heard a burst of movement:
"It's the sound of a pheasant! Catch it soon!"
As soon as he heard this, Lin Guo's eyes lit up and he rushed out. However, without paying attention, he tripped over a bush on the ground and fell to the ground.
¡°My day has been really hard!¡±
After getting up from the ground, Lin Guo was covered in shrubs and leaves, but his momentum did not diminish and he continued to run down to the place where the leg braces were hung.
At this time, catching the jungle is more important than anything else!
Sure enough, Lin Guo rushed over and took a look, and found an unlucky wild pheasant hanging on the sling, and he burst into laughter.
He stepped forward and wanted to peck the wild pheasant. It turned out that although the wild pheasant was trapped, it was still in good spirits. It could not be easily captured. It fluttered and made Linguo covered in chicken feathers and in a miserable state.
In the end, He Fan took action and held the two wings of the wild pheasant tightly in his hands, unable to turn the sky upside down.
Although he was embarrassed, Lin Guo was still in high spirits. He had never had such an experience.
He Fan grabbed the pheasant and took Lin Guo back. His parents had already dug the earthen stove with hoes, the iron pots were set up, and there was a blazing firewood under the iron pots.
Seeing He Fan come back after catching a bunch of pheasants, He Weihai showed a satisfied smile. The lunch should be good, so he hurried to pick up the pheasants.
There is mountain spring water nearby, which is natural and pollution-free, so you don¡¯t have to worry about boiling water.
He Fan took over his father's job of lighting the fire. The vegetables picked from his own vegetable patch were already being stir-fried in the iron pot. Together with the pheasant later, it was enough for a lunch for four people.
But as the fire continued to burn, He Fan discovered a big problem. Where was the food?
My parents only brought an iron pot with them when they went up the mountain, but this pot was used for cooking. There was no pot for steaming rice. Could it be that they had fried the vegetables and then simmered the rice?
By then, the dishes would probably be cold and the rice would not be cooked yet. He Fan immediately asked:
"Mom, what should we do with food?"
The mother who was stirring the vegetables in the wok said without even raising her head: "Oh, we told your sister Fenran to help us stew a pot of rice and deliver it later."
Zhao Fenran?
I don¡¯t know why, but He Fan¡¯s heart went crazy when he heard this name.
Zhao Fenran¡¯s rice field is not far from her own rice field. Her parents work in the maritime industry all year round and are always too busy during harvest time. Mrs. He Weihai?He often helps, the two families are very familiar with each other.
¡° If He Fan wasn¡¯t too old and wasn¡¯t in a hurry to get a wife, the old couple would probably have wanted to match them up.
At noon, I planned to make meals on the mountain. When the father and mother hunting just now, they called and called Zhao Fenran to know that she would help her at noon.
Zhao Fenran naturally would not refuse this small favor.
After stir-frying the vegetables in the pot a few more times, my mother skillfully removed the vegetables from the pot, put them on a plate, placed them on a layer of cloth spread on the ground next to her, and said to He Fan at the same time:
"It's almost time. Come down the mountain to meet your sister Fenran. This mountain road is not easy to walk on."
"oh¡¡"
He Fan quickly stood up and pulled Lin Guo, who was idle next to him, to make a fire. Lin Guo had long wanted to try the skill of making a fire, so he was naturally very active.
¡°It¡¯s time to show off your real skills!¡±
Full of confidence, Lin Guo squatted in front of the earthen stove, took a deep breath, and squirted like a gourd baby!
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: The skills are not up to par, I almost burned my hair, and made me look disgraced and embarrassed.
He Fan was speechless beside him, so he gave him a few tips on how to make a fire, and then walked down the mountain.
Thinking of that pretty girl who could seduce people to death, He Fan's heart felt hot for some reason, and he even walked faster.
When he reached the halfway point of the mountain, a familiar figure appeared in He Fan's sight, Tingting, walking up the mountain carrying a hoe.
Who else is it if it¡¯s not Zhao Fenran?
It was a bit difficult for Zhao Fenran to carry a hoe up the mountain, not to mention that there was a pot of rice hanging on the hoe. The silver-gray steel pot used was the most common in rural areas. It was about the same size as a rice cooker, and it contained food for several people. Rice is naturally tiring.
He Fan hurriedly greeted him.
Zhao Fenran, who was standing there wiping his sweat, saw He Fan coming down from the mountain to greet him, and a gleam appeared in his eyes.
"I'll do it, Sister Fenran." He Fan quickly walked up to Zhao Fenran and said quickly.
Zhao Fenran naturally did not refuse. She was very tired from the whole journey. He handed the hoe on his shoulder to He Fan, and He Fan carried it on his shoulder without any difficulty.
Zhao Fenran immediately joked: "Young people have strong bodies." After saying that, he patted He Fan on the shoulder.
The delicate and charming face, coupled with the charming but not charming gaze in his eyes, made He Fan feel as if something was stirring in his heart.
Having just walked halfway through the mountain road, Zhao Fenran¡¯s white printed T-shirt was soaked through with sweat.
The shadow of the mountain is faint.
"The one on the clothes rack that day" He Fan suddenly thought of the clothes rack in the yard of Zhao Fenran's house when he went drinking that day.
Zhao Fenran lifted the corner of his clothes and kept fanning himself, and kept muttering: "The weather is too hot."
She was extremely hot, and He Fan was about the same, but not too tired.
Feeling that the young man next to him, He Fan, was pretending to be calm and stupid, especially when his eyes secretly glanced at him, Zhao Fenran felt funny in his heart, but his movements were still informal. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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