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  Chapter 446 To fight, or not to fight?

  At this moment, many villagers gathered in the corn field behind the village.

  Looking around, the corn stalks that were originally neat are now falling to the east and west.

   Those corns that have been filled with pulp are just when they are fresh and delicious, but now they are half-gnawed, and it hurts to look at them.

  There is a potato field next to it, and the soft black soil is also arched open. The big mouth of the wild boar is better than a plowshare for turning the ground.

   Potatoes that haven't fully grown have also been eaten a lot.

   Farmers, the most despised thing is the harm to the crops.

   "Damn it, I'm going home to get a shotgun!"

  Dashuai Zhang vigorously wiped his bald head.

  His eyes were red, and he slapped his hand: "Whoever goes up the mountain with me to hunt wild boars will have to kill this group of foodies today!"

  The young people next to him all agreed.

  Only Zhang Ganzi said weakly: "Marshal, why don't we still catch alive?"

   "You are used to it!"

  Dashuai Zhang began to throw evil fire at Zhang Ganzi.

   Zhang Ganzi looked wronged: "The wild boars in the forest have nothing to do with me, and I don't raise them."

  Dashuai Zhang was really in a hurry, and roared arrogantly: "If you didn't talk about brothers and brothers every day, the wild boar would dare to be so rampant!"

   This made everyone a little dumbfounded. They wanted to laugh, but they really couldn't laugh on this occasion.

   "Forget it, don't argue, let's organize people, let's watch Qing at night."

  The old branch secretary finally decided on the regulations, and he also knew that wild boars must not be killed casually.

  The so-called Kanqing is still left over from the era of the production team.

   That is, when the autumn harvest is about to come, in order to prevent the crops from being harmed by wild animals, the production team specially sends people to watch at night to guard the immature crops. This is called watching green.

  The old branch secretary opened his mouth, so it was settled like this, and the strong laborers of each household were organized into groups. Anyway, it only took ten days and a half a month, and it would be worry-free when the crops were harvested.

  The wild boars all come down from the mountain, so the focus is on the north side of the village.

  Arrange two groups every night, four people in each group, two people in the first half of the night, and another two people in the second half of the night, which can also deal with half-night sleep.

  Each group is equipped with two big foreign cannons. Of course, if the black lights are blind, when firing the guns, they must be fired into the sky to scare the wild animals away, and the job is over.

  After setting the regulations, the old branch secretary will arrange manpower. No matter what, we have to build two shacks, so that we can lie down and sleep at night.

  Shacks are very common in rural areas. For example, in melon fields, there is usually a small shack.

  It is also very simple to set up: use wooden poles to build a herringbone shape, and one horizontally in the middle, the front and rear sides are triangles, and the two sides are rectangles. Grass is placed around it, and it is considered complete.

  Because it is shaped like a lying horse, it is also called "horse shelf".

   Here, many place names contain "horse frame", such as Zhangjia horse frame, Dama frame and so on.

  It was all when they entered the Guandong. When people came to this black land, they didn’t have time to build a house at first, so they set up a horse stand and dealt with it first.

   After dinner, Liu Qingshan wandered out from home. He, the legal representative of the cooperative, of course had to take the lead.

   You can’t call the old party secretary so old, and you still go to see Qing?

   "Brother, what are you doing?"

   Followed by two little tails.

   "Go to see Qing, you can't follow, just look at it and spend the night."

  Liu Qingshan was rushing back to chase people away, when he met the second man, who was also carrying a wooden stick, and walked over arrogantly:

   "Brother Qingshan, I will follow you to see Qing, don't let the wild boar harm the crops!"

  Liu Qingshan couldn't help being overjoyed: "Hey, you can pull it down, what if you cry in the middle of the night and find your mother?"

   "That's right, weeping man."

  The youngest and fourth child also chimed in.

  Er Mangzi rubbed his nose vigorously with the back of his hand: "Brother Qingshan, I have grown up, so I will definitely not cry in the future."

"real?"

   "Well, I will try not to cry in the future."

  Er Mangzi's words seemed a bit lacking in confidence.

  Liu Qingshan blinked: "When we are looking at green at night, when we are hungry, we will bake some corn and then burn some soybeans, and eat it with a click, that guy is delicious."

  If it was changed to the past, when he heard that there was something to eat, and then there was nothing to do with him, the two sons would definitely sit on the ground and howl, so Liu Qingshan was going to test it.

   Not to mention, Er Mangzi pursed his mouth and endured it hard, but he didn't let the tears fall.

   "Haha, you're promising!"

  Liu Qingshan rubbed his head, "Go, go to my house with the fourth and fifth to read a book, it's a comic book mailed from the island country, it's pretty good."

  Er Mangzi cheered immediately, bouncing back with the fourth and fifth children.

  This comic book, of course, was mailed by Aoyama Tong and Aoyama Fei from the island country.

  In it, there are works they have started to draw, and there are also several classic comics about Doraemon.

  As for Wu Tong and He Mengfei's Chibi Maruko and Chinese Little Master, they have just started to be published, and there is nothing to see.

  However, the two future cartoonists seemed very excited in their letters, expressing their confidence in the future.

  Liu Qingshan knows that this will take time to ferment slowly, there is no rush.

  As long as it becomes popular, a manga is enough to last for a lifetime. It is considered rare to be serialized for a few years, and it is normal for more than ten years or even decades.

  The other people who met at the entrance of the village for a few days to see Qing were Marshal Zhang, Uncle Boss, Datou and Er Biaozi, who were young and young.

   "Why is there one less?"

  Dashuai Zhang is carrying a foreign cannon on his shoulders, just like a bald man.

   "Come here, I just finished feeding my brothers." Zhang Ganzi ran over from the avenue, creaking a yellow coat between his hands.

   If you want to say that Kanqing has the most experience, this is him, because he used to be lazy and didn’t like to work in the fields. When he was watching Qing, he could hide in the shack and sleep late.

  The owner of the car knew his problem: "Gaozi, it's not the same as before. You can't sleep there, open your eyes and go home at dawn, that's not okay."

  Zhang Ganzi brightened the rope in his hand: "Of course not, I'm still thinking about catching a few wild boar cubs to expand the team!"

  Dashuai Zhang sucked his nose: "What's the smell? It stinks. Didn't you change your clothes?"

   "Aren't you in a hurry." Zhang Ganzi was still wearing the overalls he had been working on the pig farm.

  He looked at Che Boss and saw that there was a pair of copper rods on his shoulders, which were the kind of cymbals used in twisting Yangko, so he asked with a smile:

   "Boss, you are afraid that you will be sleepy in the middle of the night, and you are going to perform a Yangko, are you energetic?"

   “歘…”

  Che Boss took down the cymbals violently, and bumped it against Zhang Ganzi's ear, making Zhang Ganzi's head buzzing.

  The boss said proudly: "I see, this thing is sure to be useful for scaring wild boars."

  He can think of this trick, he is indeed the most capable person in Jiapigou.

  When everyone was all together, everyone chatted and laughed, and walked northward until they reached the end of the field. Further north, there were meadows and forests, and then they stopped.

  Two shacks, gathered three or four miles away, Datou and the others were a group of young people, and Liu Qingshan followed Zhang Dashuai and the others in a group of three.

  At this moment, the sun has set, but it will take a while before it gets dark. During this time period, the wild boar will definitely not come, so everyone can relax for a while, so the two groups are temporarily chatting together.

   There are more mosquitoes, like swarms of bombers, buzzing and flying back and forth.

  Using the sickle he brought, the uncle boss cut several bundles of Artemisia stalks, and set fires in front of the two shacks.

  Light it with dry firewood first, then put Artemisia annua seeds on it, white smoke comes out, but there is no flame, this fire can smoke overnight.

   Mosquitoes are most afraid of the smoke, and they all fled, and everyone immediately felt much cleaner.

  Seeing the fire, Er Biaozi couldn't bear it any longer. He led people into the corn field, and soon came back with more than a dozen ears of corn.

  They pick late-maturing green corn, which is especially delicious when roasted.

  Everyone started working one after another, peeling off the outer corn husks, revealing the golden corn cobs inside.

  Tear off the beard of the corn on the top, insert a wicker stick behind the stick, and set up another fire. Just hold the corn, squat next to the fire, and slowly roast it on the fire.

   "Haha, I have big white horse teeth."

   Zhang Ganzi muttered while grilling.

  Baimaya is a kind of white corn, and there is also Xiaohuo corn, which is dark red in color, and the other is the corn called Batimezi locally.

  One ear of corn has only eight corn kernels.

   These corns and cobs are relatively small, so the yield is low, and they will be gradually eliminated in the future.

  However, as the saying goes, "All that is concentrated is the essence". Compared with those stupid corn varieties later, the taste of these kinds of corn is super good.

  After the surface of the tender corn is baked until golden and slightly black, the fragrance will come out.

  Seeing Zhang Ganzi take out two wine bottles from his yellow coat pocket with a smile, everyone’s eyes lit up:

  Uncle Boss smiled and said: "Okay, Pole, and you still have a grenade!"

   After finishing speaking, he also took out an instant noodle packaging bag from his pocket. After opening it, there were peanuts inside.

   Zhang Ganzi was even happier when he saw it: "My grenade, paired with your small bullet, will definitely die."

  Dashuai Zhang snorted twice: "Then wait for the wild boar to come, you two can fight with grenades and bullets."

  Everyone gathered around laughing and laughing, Liu Qingshan was also prepared, and took out a handful of ham sausage: "I will also add some snacks for everyone."

Now everyone is more excited, the wine bottle is passed around in turn, and whoever passes it, just take a sip from the mouth of the bottle, then throw two peanuts into the mouth, take a bite of ham sausage, and eat two bites of corn. .

Zhang Ganzi took a bite of the ham sausage, and couldn't help muttering: "Don't say it, this thing is delicious, but it's too thin, and it's not as thick as mine, but it's also worth comparing with, don't you think, Boss ?”

  Boss Che is also unambiguous: "Don't just talk about the pole, if you have the guts, let's make a comparison!"

   "Bishabi, I grew up bathing in Hegouzi with bare buttocks since I was a child, who doesn't know who."

  Dashuai Zhang also joined in, and Datou and Er Biaozi were not married yet, so they laughed along.

  It’s a long night, drink a little wine, talk a little leisurely, and the time will pass unknowingly.

  Wait until it got dark and the two bottles of wine hadn’t been wiped out. In the second half of the night, those who watched Qing went to bed first, and Liu Qingshan and Uncle Ganzi were left here to watch the first half of the night.

  It was a little cold at night, both of them were wrapped in military coats, holding flashlights, Zhang Ganzi was carrying a shotgun on his shoulder, and Liu Qingshan was walking back and forth on the ground with a pick handle in his hand.

  The night sky is also exceptionally clear, with the first quarter moon slanting across the sky, and the stars are shining brightly, which can be seen very clearly.

   Without all kinds of pollution, the stars are particularly bright.

  Autumn insects chirp around, and frogs sound in the distance. This quiet night makes people's hearts calm down involuntarily, and there is no more impetuousness.

  Looking up at the splendid Milky Way, Liu Qingshan realized something in his heart: the environment still has a great influence on the mentality, and people will become more and more impetuous in the future, maybe because they have less and less contact with nature?

   "Qingshan, you go for a stroll first, I'll go and apply some fertilizer to the crops."

  Zhang Ganzi rubbed his belly, he seemed to have eaten too much just now.

  Liu Qingshan took the foreign cannon in his hand, and then continued to stroll eastward.

   Zhang Ganzi got into the corn field, and then he heard Liu Qingshan's singing, and gradually drifted away:

   "The big girl is beautiful and the big girl is waved, and the big girl walked into the green gauze tent."

   "The corn here has eared, and the breeze is blowing heat waves."

   "I looked around, but I didn't see my brother Qing."

   "Lang, Lang, where are you going to hide, it really makes me anxious..."

   What kind of song is Qing Shan singing? It’s quite interesting?

  Zhang Ganzi smacked and smacked the taste, and felt that it was very to his own taste, so he hummed along.

   Accompanied by the sound of rushing, and his soft humming, the rushing sound continued after he finished urinating.

   Zhang Ganzi just hummed about the big girl, and thought he hadn't finished peeing, so he stood there for a long time.

   "The big girl is beautiful and the big girl is lang...Qingshan, don't make trouble, I haven't finished peeing yet." Zhang Ganzi felt a pat on the shoulder, thinking it was Liu Qingshan calling him.

   When he stopped humming the ditty, he realized that the job was over, and turned around while pulling up his pants: "Qing Shan, your song is quite sloppy, teach me well in a while."

  He turned around slowly, the flashlight in his hand shone obliquely on the ground, and began to hum again: "I looked here and there, why didn't I see—oh my god!"

  Turning around, he realized that the person standing behind him was not Liu Qingshan, but a **** guy with a big brain, shaking his head and holding a ear of green corn in his mouth.

   It is a **** blind man.

  Liu Qingshan had already wandered out for a section, when he suddenly heard a scream from behind.

  In the quiet night, the sound came from far away, Liu Qingshan was taken aback, and then ran back.

   Running all the way, about to reach the place, he yelled loudly: "Uncle Ganzi, where are you?"

   No one answered, but there was some movement, there was a rattling sound in the corn field, and there was a crackling sound from time to time, which meant that the corn stalk was broken.

  Liu Qingshan also hurriedly put his full attention on alert, it was obvious that some wild animal had come.

  The beam of the flashlight shot back and forth in the corn field, and soon, a dark guy was found coming out of the corn field.

  Black bear!

  Liu Qingshan was also taken aback, the beam of the flashlight swayed the bear's eyes back and forth, and he saw that this guy was not a big bear raised by the dumb grandfather, he was one size smaller than the big bear.

  The bear must have been shaken quite uncomfortably, so he let out a low growl and rushed towards Liu Qingshan.

   "Come on, I will teach you a lesson today, dare to come to the field to break corn!"

  Liu Qingshan threw the shotgun and pick handle to the ground, ready to fight the bear with bare hands.

  As long as he is at home, he fights against the big bear almost every morning. The animal he is most familiar with is the bear, so he has the confidence to defeat this guy.

  But the black blind man rushed a few meters in front of Liu Qingshan, stopped suddenly, twitched his nose a few times, and hummed a few times, then turned his head and walked towards the forest.

   After walking a few steps, it picked up a big ear of corn from the ground and chewed it in its mouth.

   This time, Liu Qingshan was confused: Am I going to fight, or not?

  (end of this chapter)