The pastoral life of the grass tribe chief

The weather forecast says that the second typhoon of the year is coming.

The calm demeanor of the people of Guangdong towards the typhoon exceeded the expectations of the rest of the world.

While people in other regions tremble with fear when a typhoon arrives, the first reaction of people in southern Guangdong is, "When a typhoon comes, I'll post it on my WeChat Moments, and then I'll go about my business as usual."

In southern Guangdong, when a typhoon comes, the most annoying thing is the sweltering heat and high humidity, causing nine and a half out of ten people to develop blisters and festering skin on their feet.

"It's hot, drink more winter melon soup."

"That's what Old Master Lu said."

Then, as long as you visit someone's home, you can see the villagers making winter melon soup in various ways.

Nowadays, people like to peel fruits and melons before eating them or making melon soup. Lu Yao, on the other hand, has always preferred to eat the peel with the fruit, otherwise he feels that it lacks flavor.

When making melon soup, everyone likes to peel off the melon rind, but Lu Yao keeps the rind, cuts it into strips, stir-fries it with meat, and eats it as a vegetable. Later, he developed a liking for spicy food, so he stir-fries the melon rind strips with chili peppers, which is especially appetizing when he has no appetite in the hot summer.

Previously, only Lu Yao liked to eat stir-fried watermelon rind with chili peppers. Now, his mother, sister-in-law, second sister-in-law, and all his nephews and nieces have come to love this unique dish. Every time he cooks a big plate, it's never enough.

It was hot, and villagers started heading home around 10 a.m., while many who worked nearby came to Wumutang to drink tea and chat.

Lu Lide picked five or six large winter melons from the field, each weighing twenty or thirty pounds.

"Baby, look, the winter melon your third great-uncle planted is heavier than you. You need to eat more."

Grandma pointed to the winter melon and said to the baby.

Lu Changping's daughter tried to hug the winter melon, but she couldn't lift it at all.

My younger brother also tried to help, but he still couldn't lift it.

The baby ran over too, and the three diaper-wearing babies cried and hugged him for a long time, but Donggua still lay there motionless.

"come on."

"come on."

"come on."

Old Wu landed on the winter melon and kept cheering on the three children wearing diapers.

"I can't carry him."

Three people wearing diapers sat down in the corridor, panting heavily.

Everyone was watching from the sidelines, laughing so hard they couldn't live anymore.

Lu Yao was preparing ingredients for winter melon soup in the kitchen. He would occasionally look up, smile, and then go back down to chop the winter melon.

Do not peel the winter melon; cut it into large chunks.

This time, he plans to make a soup with five-finger peach, barley, and winter melon.

Winter melon, Job's tears, dried tangerine peel, Chinese yam, poria cocos, five-finger peach, and pork bones.

Blanch the pork bones, then put them into a clay pot with the other ingredients and water. Simmer for about an hour, then add salt to taste before serving.

"Why haven't I seen you two these past few days?"

Lu Changping's father asked Lu Liguo.

"I'm going on a trip to Fujian with my second son's family."

Luli National Highway.

"You guys are really good at having sons. Today this son takes you on a trip, tomorrow that son takes you to eat delicacies."

Lu Liquan said.

"I only lived in Qiaocheng for a few years when I was in the army, and I've never left the province."

Lu Changping's father said.

"The farthest place I've ever been is the city, and that was to see a doctor."

Lu Liguang said.

"I've been to quite a few cities in the Greater Bay Area, but I've never left the province."

Lu Lide traveled to many cities to help his eldest son open a shop.

"We people from southern Guangdong don't like to leave the province, mainly because we're not used to the food and there's no late-night snack."

Lu Yao and his ex-girlfriend had traveled to neighboring provinces, but they hadn't been to any cities in the north yet.

The fat guy had only been here once before; he had never even left Huacheng before.

His mother worries constantly whenever he travels outside his local area, fearing he won't eat or sleep well.

Just then, the old man and Da Bai returned from gathering herbs in Maokeng Valley, carrying a silver-ringed snake in their hands.

Many people believe that the most venomous snake in the country is the cobra, but it is actually the banded krait.

"Woof woof woof."

Big White ran up to everyone to show off his achievements.

See? I killed a silver-ringed snake.

"It's so big, it must weigh about a pound."

"It can be used to make medicinal wine."

"Big White is really amazing."

Everyone came out to watch, and then watched the old man brew snake wine.

"Little sister, are you awake yet?"

Lu Yao made a voice call to Lu Changping.

I'm brushing my teeth.

Lu Changping said.

"Come in later to get the soup."

Lu Yaodao.

"Um."

Lu Changping said.

Lu Yao hung up the phone and poured the winter melon soup into the thermos cups of his sister-in-law and Li Yunpeng, so that Lu Changping could take it to them later.

A moment later, Lu Changping drove his car in.

To save fuel, I usually ride a motorcycle.

As the hottest days of summer approach, the weather is becoming increasingly erratic.

One second the sky was clear and blue, the next a torrential downpour gave no one a chance to hide, and everyone was soaked to the bone.

After I put on my umbrella and raincoat, the rain stopped and the sun came out again.

Every time Big White gets soaked to the bone, he curses the heavens. Even a madman wouldn't be this crazy. When he goes crazy, there's no room for discussion.

Lu Changping didn't believe in superstitions at first, but after suffering a few losses, he became more obedient.

Lu Changping drank a bowl of winter melon soup, then picked up several thermos cups and drove to the Shiquangou convenience store.

After waking up from his afternoon nap, Lu Yao and Dianzi went into the mountains to dig for five-finger peaches.

Big White and Old Wu followed.

In the past, the two of them had to run all over the mountains to find herbs. Now, all they have to do is show the pictures of the herbs they are looking for to Da Bai and Lao Wu, or let them smell them, and they will go to the forest to find them and come back to tell the two of them.

In particular, Lao Wu often goes into the mountains and forests to find food, and he knows the surrounding mountains and forests best of all the medicinal herbs.

The two always returned from their mountain trips with a full load of loot.

Having tasted the benefits, the madman drove his van into the mountains every time, wishing he could bring home all the herbs from the mountain.

The two arrived at the Longchong Reservoir, parked their car, and began their journey into the deep mountains and forests.

These days, the two of them have dug up all the medicinal herbs that could be dug up nearby. If they want to find herbs that are a certain age, they can only go to the deep mountains and forests.

Longchong Peak, located in the Lianhua Mountain Range, is characterized by its towering peaks, ancient forests, and dense canopies that block out the sun.

The dog and the bird disappeared into the forest in the blink of an eye.

"There are so many signs of wild boars here, there must be wild boar dens nearby."

"Next time I come, I'll borrow my wife's hunting rifle."

The madman cleared the way with a machete.

"Even if he dares to lend it, your father wouldn't let you play with guns."

Lu Yaodao.

Wild boars have caused serious problems for villagers in southern Guangdong, and hunting wild boars has never been strictly prohibited.

Longchong Town has always had a hunting team that specializes in hunting wild boars, and Li Yunbo is one of them.

After Lu Yao entered junior high school, he often went into the mountains to hunt wild boars with his maternal grandfather and uncle. A few years ago, he also went with Li Yunbo and others twice.

After that incident, the hunting team was effectively defunct.

Several pairs of the hunting team were fathers and sons. During a chase and wounding of a fleeing wild boar, one of the fathers saw movement in the jungle and, thinking it was an injured wild boar, immediately fired his gun when it appeared.

When everyone heard the gunshot, they thought they had hit a wild boar and excitedly gathered around. But what they found lying there was not a wild boar, but a young man who had died.

The young man was shot squarely in the back of the head and died instantly.

What's even more unacceptable is that the man who killed the young man was his own father.

The father fainted on the spot.

After that, Li Yunbo and his group never went into the mountains to hunt wild boar again.