Chapter 200 Mao Dong

"Fat Uncle, don't send them to the zoo, should you put them there?" Qiqi flashed her big eyes and looked at the fat man pitifully. Although the zoo has food and drink, the beasts staying there are not free, so they will definitely not be happy. She smiled and proud of the mountains and forests, and maybe she has to fight for food every day, but the life of the wolf should be like this.

The fat man scratched the back of his head: "They were all injured, and they probably would have trouble hunting in the future - forget it, just let it go, I really convinced you!"

He couldn't stand Qiqi's gaze, so he had to surrender. Xiao Qiqi immediately shouted sweetly: "I knew that the fat uncle is the best--"

"Stop fooling your fat uncle, the year-end bonus has been ruined." The fat man muttered.

Qiqi started to untie the leather hood under the wild wolf's neck, which had a clip on it. As long as you pull it hard, you could take off the leather hood and the chain together.

The wild wolf lifted the constraints on his neck, shook his head, and his hair flew around, and seemed to feel much more relaxed; the fat man did not dare to take it lightly, and took out a red tassel gun in his hand, looking like he was facing a great enemy.

He had seen these evil wolves turn against each other faster than reading books, and no one else could buy it except Qiqi.

After all the three evil wolves were free, Qiqi waved his little hands at them: "Let's go, be careful in the future, don't ask the fat uncle to catch them again."

"I'm dizzy, why do you seem like I'm a big bad wolf?" The fat man could only smile bitterly.

Limping, the three wild wolves walked towards the mountains and forests. Occasionally, they could see their green eyes, which were still shocking.

"Okay, it's finally relieved the trouble, otherwise if they howled in the middle of the night, they would have to attract the wolves." The fat man also took a burden in his heart and took Qiqi home safely.

The next day, the People's Liberation Army returned to the camp and brought a lot of things in big and small bags. There was no way, so I wouldn't agree if I didn't take them.

The fat man led a group of people to hurry up and build the deer farm. There was so much people and the wood was abundant, so the deer farm was completed quickly. The red deer were entangled and the rope covers on the hooves could be cut off.

Erzhuzi approached with scissors, the big male deer's head swayed, and the big long horn almost opened his belly. It seems that it will take some time to completely tame these guys.

Seeing these red deer ungrateful, the fat man was furious and shouted: "I'll do it!" He first scattered the dozen or so young deer into the railing, then pulled a female deer in, and cut off the rope cover on its hooves.

"If I deal with my mother, it seems I can do it too." Erzhuzi obviously did not agree with the fat man's behavior of bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

The fat man laughed: "The little cub and the doe are both in, but these male deer are not obedient."

Sure enough, after two days of holding it in, the male deer honestly accepted the scissors' verdict and won the evaluation of "leaving but regressing". Of course, such evaluation was obviously out of someone's mouth.

Young man Huang was also sent back by the People's Liberation Army soldiers three days later. Judging from his enthusiasm, the screening effect was obviously good.

One of the things left a deep impression on the fat man. According to the young man Huang, he played the film with the song "Camel Bell" for a total of more than a dozen times. Each time the soldiers stood up straight and sang in unison, and there were crystal tears in his eyes.

"It's a pity that I didn't see such a scene." The fat man smacked his lips hard. He knew that the song was so lethal to the warriors that it made these passionate men burst into tears.

As time gradually approaches December, the temperature is getting colder and colder, and the people in Kushantun are also starting to "winter". This is the happiest time of the year. After selling out the autumn grain, I have some spare money on hand. Although it is not much, it is enough to live.

Two meals a day, and all the free time is all. After finishing the work inside and outside the house, women chat together. Of course, they will never be idle in their hands, put on shoes, make hemp ropes, sit on the warm kang, and chat while working, making it rare to be idle.

The men are more comfortable. They put down their chopsticks and get together. Usually they play cards. This year, driven by the fat man, there are also people who play poker and chess. Most of them are young, and their skills are quite bad. They don’t know how to play chess.

After school, the children got together as gangs after finishing their homework. At this time, they were obviously divided into two groups: one was the wild boy gang headed by Erfeizi, mostly outdoor sports: smoking on the ice and snow, or playing with square or triangle paper pieces stacked with cigarette boxes and paper, commonly known as pia ji, but the fat man never understood which two words it was, probably it was a word that simulates sound.

Because when fanning, you always swung your arms around, and the paper pieces fell to the ground, making a slap sound, hence the name.

The draw is more interesting, and the fat man also leads Qiqi to play. However, in Qiqi's words, "Fat uncle is stupid and can't be a trap." Other children play with the traps of wood, round at the top and pointed at the bottom, the big one is as big as a fist, and it turns wildly.

I also have some clever thoughts. Pressing a big tack underneath will make it more exciting to turn; or sticking some colorful paper on it, which will turn very brightly.

When thrusting, first turn the wooden gate with two hands to drive the wooden gate, and then whip the side with a whip, and the gate turns faster and faster.

The whip is made of cloth strips and tied to a small willow stick. The wild boys whipped it hard and pulled the cloth strips away in a few days.

There are two ways to play at halfway through. One is to compare whose circle rotates for a long time. This is a "literary battle", and the other is more intense. He thrusts and bumps into each other to see whose circle can be knocked down first. This is naturally a bit of a "martial battle".

The fat man made of the snail is snail, with a head-heavy head and a center of gravity not vertical, so Qiqi always loses when playing against others. Others can turn around for half a minute, but she is drunk and sways for a few times.

It would be even more useless to hit the fight. I was stunned and flew away as soon as I hit it, which made the fat man complain every day.

However, the fat man was a time traveler after all, and was extraordinary. After thinking hard, he got a large screw lump, threw it into the stove and burned it red, and then inlaid an iron bead similar to a cow's eye bead.

This was amazing. Qiqi drew the iron siege and immediately fought all over the Invincible Hands of Kaoshantun. The wooden siege flew when they hit it, but the iron siege was still steady and there was no way, it was a big iron lump.

The wild boys were so angry that they screamed, while the fat guy laughed: "I don't even see who made it. Like me, they are all heavyweight!"

As a result, the wild boys were trying to get iron beads every day, but it was not easy to get screws back then, so Qiqi still occupied the altar in Koshantun.

Another thing is to make lumps and pick horseshoe nails. The lumps are nailed layer by layer with rubber, and the smaller the upwards, making it easier to control. Then draw a circle on the snow and put the horseshoe nails inside.

People stood three or four meters away, fanned the lump and smashed it into the circle with a bang. Even if the horseshoe nails brought out were won. Of course, there was a little more exciting one, that was, they replaced the horseshoe nails with steel plates, one or two points, but this has not become popular yet.

Compared to what the wild boys play, the girls are more quiet, throwing pockets on the kang, catching galaha, jumping rubber bands, etc.

By this time, wild boys rarely play with little girls, and they would be laughed at by their companions, clapping their hands and following behind their butts, saying, "Play with little girls, grow up and hug the child..."

However, with the arrival of Qiqi, this situation improved. The wild boys were all thinking about Qiqi's pets, Maomao and Benben, which were the most lethal to the wild boy, so sometimes they would coax the little girl led by Qiqi to play.

Benben has grown up a lot now, and his black hair is shiny all over his body, so he can catch up with Qiqigao when standing up. The wild boy likes to fall with it the most, of course Benben likes it even more.

Although Benben is very strong, he can't even fall into a snot baby. The main reason is that wild boys will trip up. Benben is shaking and unsteady when he stands up, and if he is hooked and tripped by them, he will definitely fall into a big butt.

Seeing Benben growing up carefreely, the fat man had no tricks. He would send it back to the mountains. He would definitely not be able to send it out. Besides, Benben could not survive. If he sent it to the zoo, he would not even be willing to bear the fat man, let alone Qiqi. Let’s deal with it like this first.

On that day, the fat man went to Dajiao's wife's house to discuss the chicken farm. When he walked under the window, he saw five or six young wives sitting on the kang, all sitting cross-legged.

Most people have a south kang, and the sun is so sunny in winter, which is relatively warm. When the fat man opened the door, he heard someone in the room humming a little tune, which was crisp and nice:

Little sister sends her lover,

Deliver to the west of the gate,

As soon as I looked up, I saw a pear seller.

I want to buy two pears with my husband.

I remembered the incident last night, I couldn't eat this cold food.

Fatty has also heard of this Northeast folk song "Sending a Love Man", but it is a little different from this one, as if this one is more authentic.

Think about it, the lover is leaving, so how can he not be that the night before, so it is best not to eat cold food.

Speaking of the simple customs of the Northeast, the people in the early years had a large kang. When outsiders came, men and women also lived on the same kang.

In order to prevent some people who are ill-hearted from doing dirty things in the middle of the night, when you wake up in the morning, you will give you a bowl of wells to cool down - the cold water just brought from the well.

It is said that if you do that at night and drink cold water in the morning, you will not think about having sex again in the future.

Therefore, when the fat man listened to this song, he felt that it must be authentic. As for what he had heard before, it was all processed, but there was no such interest. This is probably the case in the Book of Songs.

"Who is this? You can sing on stage!" The fat man pushed open the door happily and shouted.

Inside the house, the big-footed sister-in-law was rubbing a hemp rope. The fat man had never seen this job before and thought it was quite fresh. He saw a hemp rope on the tent pole, and one end was a bone stick, which was more than half a foot long, with an eye passing through the middle, and a bamboo stick with a branch was inserted on it. This was a homemade spindle.

When I pulled the spindle with my hand, I turned it up and gave the top of it a force; on the other hand, I kept releasing the top of it with my fingers, slowly and leisurely, looking very leisurely.

Several wives on the kang were placing the soles of their shoes, and there was also a girl embroidering her. She blushed when she saw the fat man. She probably sang the love lover just now. The little girl is the neighbor of Bigfoot Sister-in-law, whose nickname is Ma Ya.

"Fatty, I remembered when you ramble. When will the county theater troupe be invited? Everyone is looking forward to it." Dajiao's sister-in-law picked up a numb piece, put it next to her mouth and wet it, and then continued it on it.

"It was because of the commander of the regiment that I entered the detention center last time. How big is my face? I went to invite them?" Although the fat man did not hold grudges, he felt upset when he thought of this.

He suddenly heard a roar outside: "The singer is here-"
Chapter completed!