The husband is the hunter

Chapter 165

The vegetables in the vegetable field have been harvested again, and there is no shortage of food at home. Fang Lin made a meal today, so she followed Duan Nanshan out to catch cicadas.

Duan Nanshan is not an impatient person, he can lurk in the motionless grass for several hours, just in order not to disturb the vigilant prey.But if he is patient, he still misses time and time again amidst the cicadas.

For the delicacy that his daughter-in-law said he would definitely want to eat, Duan Nanshan held a long bamboo pole and shuttled through the woods. His neck was sore. On the twig, there seemed to be a small black spot. He quickly threw the bamboo pole in his hand over the tree, and after a while, he slowly backed the bamboo pole. When he saw the empty cloth bag, he sighed. Take a breath.

The cloth pocket was sewn by Fang Lin by cutting a piece of thin shirt, and cut a lot of small holes for ventilation and light transmission, but Duan Nanshan's newly learned craft didn't work at all.

Fang Lin covered her mouth and laughed, and said helplessly, "I don't think you will be able to eat it in your mouth after this summer."

"I still don't believe in this evil, come again." Duan Nanshan refused to admit defeat, the prey he set his sights on really couldn't escape, how could he catch it, and spent most of the day's efforts to find nothing.

Confidence is a good sign, but the technology is not good enough, Fang Lin wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Take a break, your clothes are wet, are you thirsty? There is still more than half of the water in the water bag."

The sun had already risen high at this moment, Duan Nanshan was impatient, and the sweat on his body became more and more intense. He nodded when he heard the words, and sat down in a place with a shade at random. He raised his head and took a big sip of water before saying, "My neck is so stiff. I thought it was a simple thing, but I didn't expect it to be quite difficult."

Fang Lin stretched out her hand to help him rub, and said, "Are you feeling better? You have to listen to the sound first, and then go to see the sound coming from a tree. It's no wonder it's not uncomfortable to keep your head and neck up." She rubbed After a while, she stopped her hands. Duan Nanshan's neck was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and her palms were sweaty again. After rubbing for a long time, the stiffness would not be so stiff, but it would be even hotter.

She listened intently for a while, picked up the bamboo pole on the ground, looked at the position, and gently shook the bamboo pole in her hand, and the cicada, which was holding on to the branch, fell into the cloth pocket.

Fang Lin held the cicada and shook it in front of Duan Nanshan, and said proudly, "How is it? If you want to eat well, you have to rely on me."

Duan Nanshan was surprised and delighted, "Daughter-in-law! You are so powerful, how did you do it? I didn't see you make any big moves, so why did you fall in?" He took the cicada and looked at it carefully. After looking at it, I put it in the bag that I had already prepared for cicadas.

"This thing is so small, it's a coincidence. You, Mrs. Mo, must have scared them away." Fang Lin explained a few words, "You sit down first, and I'll catch some more. We'll go back when we have enough for a plate of food." It is impossible to rely on the husband to have a full meal today, but it is still possible to make dishes.

Duan Nanshan was not ashamed, smiled and kissed Fang Lin, "I'll wait, it must be delicious, just thinking about it makes my mouth water."

"Come on, don't flatter." Fang Lin said with a smirk, and without coddling, she walked around the nearby trees with a pole, and there was already a lot of cicadas in the bag. Drum up.

Fang Lin guessed that it was almost done, so she went back to the original place and said to Duan Nanshan, "Go home, it's very hot outside, if you want to pick it up next time, let's go out to pick it up at night."

"Catch it?" Duan Nanshan was puzzled. After catching it, he could understand, isn't it just a pole cover on the tree, but what's the matter with picking it up?

(End of this chapter)