Forest Farm 1985: Raise a bear cub to climb the mountain

Chapter 87 Conspiracy with the Pig God
The next morning, Nan Chunwan rarely got up early.

The blush on her cheeks had faded, her breath was as sweet as orchid, and she was leaning closely against Dai Song.

As soon as Dai Song moved, she opened her eyes slightly, and there was a kind of confusion in her sleepy eyes that was unique to those who have not yet woken up.

"It's okay, just sleep a little longer~"

Dai Song slid out of the quilt and tucked it in for her.

Although we won a narrow victory in the fierce battle last night, the price was really high. My legs are weak now.

With unsteady steps, he steamed the breakfast into the pot, cut some pickled vegetables, and busied himself in the main room for a while.

After doing all this, Nan Chunwan just came out of the house.

Her legs seemed to be a little unsteady and she was staggering.

When she saw Dai Song looking at her, her fair neck immediately began to turn red along the red marks. She then ran to the stove as if escaping, and found that breakfast was already in the pot. Her brows were instantly filled with tenderness again.

"Xiao Wan, I've fixed the washing machine line. When the weather is good and you need to use it, just let me know in advance and I'll move it out for you. This thing is very heavy, and you have a small waist, so don't try to be stubborn."

Hearing this, Nan Chunwan looked at the washing machine placed in the corner of the main room, and her heart was suddenly moved. But after a moment's reaction, she followed Dai Song's words and thought of some scenes, and her little face turned red.

Dai Song was delighted when he saw this, but then Danzier started to protest. He had no choice but to accompany her to have breakfast, pack up his things and hurried to the Dongfang convenience store.

The convenience store hadn't opened yet, but when Xiang Dongfang heard that it was Dai Song who came, he hurried out to greet him.

He was wearing a loose gray linen cotton coat, and there was a big hole in the front of the crotch to make it easier for him to get up at night.

"Uncle, don't worry, go back and put on your clothes, don't freeze."

Dai Song went into the room, closed the door, put a dime on the table, and called Xie Defa.

To contact Xie Defa, one naturally had to look for Li Qinghai. A few minutes later, Li Qinghai's voice rang out on the other end of the line.

"Hello? Songzi, what's going on?"

"Li Pao, I want to ask if you are free today. I'll come to see you!"

"Hey! You're right! Yes, I just stroll around the village every day. I have nothing to do. My bones are almost rusted!"

"Okay, I'll leave in a bit."

"Okay! I'll prepare some delicious dishes for you!"

"Okay! See you later!"

After hanging up the phone, Dai Song rushed directly to Xiazhutun with great anticipation.

The two villages are not far from each other. It takes about half an hour to get there by tractor, or less than two hours to walk.

Dai Song just took the opportunity to stretch his muscles and trotted to the outside of Xiazhutun.

I just watched Old Man Xie driving his tractor out of the village.

"Hey! Songzi! You're here!" Old man Xie was very enthusiastic.

"Yeah! And catch up with Li Pao."

"Okay, Li Pao has been too idle lately, you have to have a good chat with him about what happened on the mountain, otherwise I think he's going crazy!"

As Old Man Xie was speaking, the tractor drove past Dai Song. When Dai Song saw the people sitting in the tractor, his eyes couldn't help but narrow.

Lin Sanpao, Lin Laoer, and a few unfamiliar faces, did not look like they were from Xiazhutun.

What are these people doing?

Hunting?

Lay a condom?
In short, it can't be the Pig God.

All the first-hand information is in his hands. Unless Li Pao doesn't want to do it, he would not leak the information just to pick a gang.

After all, when hunting reaches a certain level, the purpose is not just to get a bite to eat, but the pleasure of killing the prey.

The meat of a prey as big as the Pig God could not possibly be tasty, but it was big enough that the satisfaction brought to the gunner by killing it far exceeded anything else.

Thinking of this, Dai Song didn't ask any more questions. After carefully scanning the few people, he responded to Old Man Xie twice and quickly walked into the village.

Smoke was rising from Li Qinghai's house.

Dai Song knocked on the door and entered the room, and immediately smelled a strong fragrance.

"Li Pao! What are you doing at home?"

"I'm here! Come on, sit on the kang, it will be ready soon!" Li Qinghai was busy in front of the stove like a spinning top.

Dai Song placed the two cloth bags on the table, then went to the stove and looked at the two large pots bubbling with food. His eyes immediately lit up.

In one of the big pots, there was a tiger tail, half of it was filled with black fungus and dried mushrooms. The soup base was clear and slightly yellow in color. What a grand occasion!
Dai Song also didn't recognize what was cooking in the other pot.
It looked like a water bird, but its feathers had been stripped off and its skin had been stewed and softened. Dai Song had no idea what it was.

"It smells good, right?" Li Qinghai looked very proud when he saw Dai Song was about to drool.

"Hmm!" Dai Song pursed his lips, "Li Pao, what the hell is this?"

"Bird? It's a crane!" Li Qinghai picked up the chopsticks, poked into the crane's belly, slightly opened it, and saw a blood sausage coiled inside.

The so-called blood sausage is actually fresh pig blood added with salt and various seasonings, stuffed into pig intestines, and finally cooked.

It has a delicious taste and a unique texture. The key is that fresh pig blood is rare. In the Northeast, this thing is called a pig-killing dish and is usually only served to entertain important guests.

"Li Pao, this is too grand!"

"Is it so grand?" Li Qinghai said proudly, "Go, sit on the kang! I'll start cooking now, and we can eat and chat at the same time!" "Okay!"

Dai Song was, after all, a guest at someone else's home, and being overly polite would be a disrespect to the host. Upon hearing this, he immediately returned to the kang in the main room.

Li Qinghai quickly brought two large basins of steaming mountain delicacies, and took out two catties of Sanbai, and poured a cup for Dai Song.
"Come on! It's been a while since anyone has accompanied me for a drink. Let's go first!"

Dai Song took the wine glass, and after three rounds of drinks, they both got into the mood.

Li Qinghai narrowed his eyes and said, "Dai Song, the Pig God you mentioned before, was it seen around the Big Bald Mountain?"

"Yes!" Dai Song put down his chopsticks and handed two small cloth bags to Li Qinghai. "It's in a red pine forest on Bald Mountain."

"Half of his butt is missing, and his whole body is covered with scars. He's a big guy, weighing at least 800 pounds!" Li Qinghai took the cloth bag.

"Yes! Li Pao, have you also encountered it?" Dai Song asked knowingly, and then added, "I saw it the other day, it must have weighed more than a thousand pounds."

"Haha, not only have I encountered this, I've done it before!"

Li Qinghai opened the cloth bag, one of which contained 60 bullets, which were bright yellow and made people feel at ease at the sight.

The other one is the small piece of pig's ear that Dai Song dried.

Li Pao was reluctant to take it out of the cloth bag. He just took a look at it and his whole body began to tremble.

"Li Pao, actually until now, I'm still quite conflicted about whether or not I should join you in fighting the Pig God together." Seeing that he was trembling with excitement, Dai Song expressed his concerns.

"What?" Li Pao threw the small cloth bag back to Dai Song. "You think I'm useless, don't you? Don't worry, if we really get up the mountain, you may not be as agile as me!"

"No, no, Li Pao, I don't doubt your skills at all. I'm just worried about whether your body can handle it."

"Ha!" Li Qinghai laughed, "Songzi, don't worry. The Pig God and I have a deep connection. If I can see it again, I can live ten more years. If I can kill it, I can live twenty more years!"

"Good!" Dai Song smiled and toasted. Looking at Li Qinghai's face, he found that it was indeed much better than when he first saw him. His worries gradually subsided, so he followed up his words and asked, "How did Li Pao deal with that pig god before?"

Li Qinghai slapped his thigh. With good wine and delicious food, and a rare companion, he started talking immediately.

This pig god is essentially just a wild boar that has grown extra large.
Because of its large and eye-catching size, it is often hunted and trapped by hunters.

But unfortunately, it always escapes in the end.

After these attempts, the wild boars became smarter, more cunning and alert, and harder to track.

Later, a large group of wild boars gathered outside it.
Not to mention shooting it, even aiming at it in a herd of pigs was difficult. As time went by, hunters spread the word that it had spirituality, and the name of the Pig God spread.

The first time Li Qinghai encountered it was twelve years ago.

That time he was chasing a leopard in the mountains and found a cellar (a small, highly warm hut half or completely built underground) to live in at night. However, not long after it got dark, he felt the ground shaking.

He thought it was an avalanche, so he quickly found a corner to squat down, but after a while, it became quiet outside, and then there was the sound of wild boars grunting one after another.

Li Qinghai was also very brave. He was afraid of scaring away the pigs outside, so he didn't even turn on the light. He stayed in the cellar, enduring hunger and cold until night. When the pigs outside started to lie down, he opened the door and came out.

This was the first time he saw the Pig God, and also the closest time in his life.

The pig god was lying less than ten meters away from the cellar, dark and huge.

Without a second thought, he fired.

A shot was fired two inches behind the base of the pig god's front hoof.
As a result, not only did they fail to kill the pig god, but the cellar was also trampled down by a group of wild boars.

When Li Qinghai said this, he used three adjectives in a row to express the urgency of the situation and to highlight his agility.

Dai Song listened carefully, but the summary was:

The Pig God carried him up to the sky, but the old man was lucky enough to hold onto a tree branch and save his life.

Three years later, Li Qinghai met the Pig God again.

That time, I was hunting tigers with a group of brothers in Datuzi Mountain.

Five people, four semi-automatic rifles and one No. 16 hanging barrel.

They followed the tiger's footprints for two days, and just when they were about to catch up, they saw the pig god fighting with the tiger they were chasing.

Perhaps it is to protect the pig herd, or perhaps it is to defend territory.

The Pig God started fighting with the tiger directly in the circle formed by wild boars.

That was the time when the Pig God fed the tiger with half of his buttocks, and in return the tiger got a solid kick from his hoof.

After kicking the tiger into a circle, he directly used his teeth to knock the tiger over.

After that, the pigs chased the tiger back and forth twice. When they got close to it, they could basically just grab the tiger skin and run away.

"Is the Pig God so powerful?" Dai Song was a little surprised.

"Of course!" Li Qinghai continued, "The most recent time was eight years ago. I picked a gang. The three major gunners from Shisongtun, Yonglitun, and Baimatun all came. They had four semi-automatic guns and went after the Pig God."

"You haven't taken down the Pig God yet?"

"Alas..." Li Qinghai sighed, his eyes full of regret, "In that battle, we killed 18 big orphans, 13 old sows, and countless yellow-haired people. But even so, we couldn't even determine how many shots we hit that pig god with."

"Li Pao, if you say so, it will be tough for the two of us."

"No! There is a way."

Dai Song looked expectant, "What's that?"

"Use the Ma Lei, explode!"

(End of this chapter)