House Dad’s Literary Life

"Hey, I want to go too, can you, let me take me to play, okay?"

When Yang Lan was finishing the equipment in the bedroom, he whispered his mouth and slid in from the door. In fact, I didn’t understand the meaning of hunting. I didn’t know what Dad was going to do. She simply wanted to be with her father.

"Today, my father and grandfather are going to go to a little dangerous place. It is not convenient to take you there. You don't see your mother or brother." Yang Xiao smiled and pointed to Murphy next to him.

Murphy's eyes are a little reddish. Although she knows that Yang Lan is unlikely to be dangerous this time, hunting is a risky "sport", and it is inevitable that she will be worried.

"You still said, I will let you not go, you still have to go, such things, leave it to those experienced cowboys to do it?" Murphy could not help but complain

Although it is a complaint, Murphy’s deep concern for him is expressed through these few words.

Yang Lan turned and hugged Murphy, and even the little sister was caught in his arms. He kissed Murphy’s forehead and smiled: “Reassure, I don’t know if I am, and I am there, too. I can take care of my dad!"

Murphy knows that she can't be Yang Lan, and she can also feel the desire of Yang Lan.

Maybe this is a man?

She had to say: "In any case, you must pay attention to safety, don't be stubborn, okay?"

"Well, I promise you!" Yang Xiao nodded with a smile.

When he came back and packed up his backpack, he was still looking at his father.

"It's not good today, you are going to accompany your mother at home." Yang licked the little girl's head.

Holding her father's big hand, the little mouth has already smashed up, but she finally nodded in a sullen mood and said reluctantly: "That, then you have to pay attention to safety."

"Well! Thank you, Dad will definitely pay attention to safety."

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On the farm side of the Moh family, three people were sent. The experienced old Ford came to the farm of Barea with the ink crane year and Yang Lan. Here, Yang Lan also accidentally saw Doug and his two cowboys on the farm, as well as Stewart and his two sons with better shooting methods.

"How did Doug come?" Yang Lan asked Mo Henian with some surprise.

"So interesting things, how can he not come?" Mohe year smiled.

Doug saw Yang Lan carrying a bow and an arrow, and some strangely came over and asked: "Yang, what about your gun?"

"This is!" Yang Lan patted the assembled bow behind the camera and smiled.

"Have a bow and arrow to hunt?" Doug said with amazement. "Although I have seen some young people hunting with bows and arrows, but you use bows and arrows, it is too big to use? How can you not have a shotgun? You are a mo Is it too embarrassing?"

"Doug, what do you say?" Mo Henian said with a beard and a wink.

Doug did not pay attention to the ink crane year. He turned back and asked his cowboy to take his gun bag, took out a rifle and the optical sight that it disassembled, and handed it to Yang Lan. He said broadly: "Try this, My favorite rifle, it is very practical to play the wolf in the distance! If you like it, come back, let me do the procedure and give it to you!"

Yang Hao has heard that this is a well-known standard caliber shotgun in the world. It has a single shot and good precision. After installing the optical sight, it can also achieve mid-range sniper.

This is really his favorite in the hands of Doug, the gun body is very clean, the oil is shiny and shiny, as if it is coated with a layer of luster!

However, it is not so attractive to Yang Lan, and Yang Xiao smiled and rejected Doug's kindness.

Mohe year proudly looked at Doug and said: "Look, it’s not me, he is not willing to use a gun. This bow is still given to him. He likes this kind of thing."

"It's a pity, the sharpshooter!" Doug had to let people close, and he shook his head with regret.

In fact, Yang Lan did not bring a gun, and Mo Henian gave him a pistol. Yang Lan was in the holster behind him, and the coat was covered and could not be seen.

But Yang Lan felt that he basically couldn't use a pistol.

......

Barea walked in with a few people and called everyone to a short meeting.

Yang Lan also learned not long ago that he was led by Uncle Barea. Their family was a famous hunter family in the town of Prairie. The best thing is to track the prey.

Barea took a printed forest map and said: "In the past few days, Isaac has already explored the wolves in our forest. The recent distribution should be this and this area. We have many people. Now this division of labor, I bring a team of people, mo you and your people, Doug you and a few to follow me, starting from this road, approaching the wolves here!

Isaac and Sebastian took a team, took Stewart and the children, and copied from this road, trying to get all the two coyotes out of the net, otherwise the winter will come, our cattle and sheep have to be sinned. ! ”

"No problem!" Stewart nodded. He was very excited when he was two young men in their 20s.

Doug also smiled with Yang Lan and said: "It is my pleasure to be with you in a team."

When Barea saw that they had no opinion, they took a clap: "ok! Finally check the equipment, we will leave after ten minutes!"

The movements of the cowboys are very good. After finishing, everyone has smashed their gear and went outside the house to ride the horses they brought.

Yang Lan also rode to the side of the ink crane year, and Barea took them to this "big army" and plundered into the virgin forest behind his farm.

After all, it is the virgin forest. As they deepen, the trees around them are getting taller and more dense. The sun shines through the cracks of the thick leaves. Even though the patchwork creates a few light and shadow, it can only make the forest look brighter, but it can't judge the moment.

Yang Lan prefers this hidden, shady feeling. In the forest, he feels that his pores are breathing comfortably, as if he belonged here.

Barea is rich in experience. He doesn't need any compass at all. He looks at the familiar trees in the forest. He doesn't need maps. He can point out a path that allows horses to walk along the road. Almost all hunters cut some bush obstacles. I stepped out every day.

However, in such a complicated and complicated forest road, Yang Lan can not rush to the horse, but can only slowly move forward, just a little faster than ordinary people walking.

Maybe because of their team, they always talked and laughed. They didn’t see any large or medium-sized animals on the road. On the tree, they occasionally bumped into a group of small birds and jumped happily on the trees. It’s also fun to fall together.

According to Barea, it is a black-toped tit, which is also allowed to hunt. However, these slap-sized bird birds can't afford the attention of these ambitious hunters.

There are no years in the mountains, and I don’t know how long I have gone. Barea greets everyone to lower their voices: “It’s going to be the target area of ​​this group of coyotes soon, don’t start to scare them.”

Just now, the cowboys who said that they were laughing, all of them were serious at the moment. Doug, like everyone else, took off a shotgun and caught it in his hand.

Yang Hao did not move, his ears were sharper than everyone else, and he could hear that there was no strange movement nearby.

Finally, when I arrived at the place, Barea let everyone down, gather the horses, comfort, and let a hunter of the Barea family leave behind. Later, Barea took the rest of the people to the ambush site to make a simple bunker.

In fact, it is to pick a shrub of the lower vent, put some branches and dead leaves as camouflage, and people hide behind and set up guns.

Actually it is so fun? It’s too rogue? Nearly ten rifles, is this going to play tower defense games? I am afraid that the coyotes will be able to eliminate dozens of them and hundreds of them.

But the problem is that the coyotes are different from the wolves. They are not in groups. Most of them are male and female, and there are at most a few children. Even the biggest family, even the pot, can count the two slaps. The number.

This spurt is a bit big...

If you are hunting, Yang Lan prefers guerrilla warfare. It is best to single-handedly brush. But today he wants to protect the Year of the Ink, and he can’t be alone, so he is still patient, follow the big forces...

Then, Yang Lan wants to open his eyes!

Barea actually pulled out a pager and blew it up.

That is the simulator of the rabbit's struggling scream!

They are not waiting for the coyotes to appear, but voluntarily seduce... Are the people of the country hunting like this?