Chapter 550: Safety

After sending Zhang Tianlong and his party away, the fat man was completely at ease. Fat man agreed with their rare and confusing approach.

Director Ye would rather leave Ye Zi here to accompany her mother. In the first grade of elementary school, just read this way. This is also the result of the fat man adding fuel to the fire: "You can learn things slowly, but you can't learn life experience."

Thinking about Ye Zi following her children up the mountains and down the river, riding a sika deer, holding a leopard, and falling a big bear, even Director Ye was envious, so of course she let it go.

The fat man also figured it out that Ye Zi could become a writer in the future. This life experience probably provided her with endless sources.

Before the fat man could breathe a sigh of relief, Wu Qiong was going to the mountain with his parents to see his grandfather. As soon as she took the lead, Qiqi certainly had to support him, so Yaya and Ye Zi were going, and even Burigude stood firmly in the same camp with Qiqi and the group of little girls.

As usual, the fat man pushed the situation and stopped it. In fact, he also wanted to go to the radar station: because there are more and more things, the chances of going to the radar station are getting fewer and fewer. The fat man really missed those who were in the army. Besides, he transplanted a batch of ginseng seedlings.

"Fat Uncle, if you don't go, stay at home. Let's go to Grandpa Third and Uncle Li Qiang." Qiqi was justified, and the little guy felt clear in his heart: Fat Uncle is the one who can't take him and retreat.

Sure enough, the fat man agreed with a sigh, and then happily prepared to eat, drink and tent. In the end, only Mrs. Ye and Ye Ying were left at home, and the rest were all gone into the mountains.

Even Maomao and Benbian had to follow them all, and Yaya had to lead the leopard, saying that it was so majestic, but the fat man rejected them all and only led the Chou Chou.

The fat man carried a large shoulder pole, pots, pans, and tents, and carried it on his shoulders. Wu Qiong's father, Wu Shuren, carried a basket with a lot of food in it, and Bu Rigude carried a bow and arrow, which was particularly majestic. The remaining few little girls looked like they were outings, chasing flowers and butterflies, picking small wild flowers, just like a few little red hoods.

The fat man and Wu Shuren looked at these little guys with a smile. Not to mention that there was no worries, they would have flew to Java long ago even if there were.

The little girl sang a nursery rhyme, "I walked alone on the suburbs and brought the pastries to my grandma to taste. Her family lives in a remote and secluded place. I want to be careful if there are big bad wolves nearby..."

"Hehe, don't really attract the big bad wolf." The fat man grabbed the back of his head and said with a smile.

Qiqi finished singing and then said, "Uncle Fat is a famous crow's mouth."

Others don’t understand the meaning of the crow’s mouth, so Qiqi explained it again, and the little kids nodded repeatedly: “Well, the fat uncle has this ability.”

"I'm wronged. Even if I attract the wolf, I'm not afraid. This is our howling territory. What are you afraid of?" In the end, the fat man became confident.

"Here's coming--" Qiqi pointed into the woods, and indeed a blue wild wolf showed its head, drooping its tail, and its eyes were fierce.

Chou Chou jumped in front of him and the wolf disappeared suddenly. Qiqi slapped her little slap: "Haha, I must have gone to report the message to Howl. Uncle Fat, we are just resting here for a while. You can cook quickly."

Although the fat man felt that the wolve's eyes were a bit fierce, he didn't care too much, so he found an open space and put down the burden: "Brother Wu, let's go fishing."

There was a mountain stream not far away. The fat man took out a few earthworms and put them on the fish hook. He tied one on one finger. Wu Shuren was stunned: Can he catch fish?

However, after he pulled up a few, he believed it. However, the fish he caught were all old men, and it was not as satisfying as the little catfish he brought up by the fat man.

Although the catfish in the stream is not big, they are long in the years, mainly because of their slow growth. Because of this, the mountain and wild aura is the most abundant.

Because he is small, he is not satisfied with eating meat, and it is most suitable for making soup. The fat man was most proud of this when he went into the mountains.

Mrs. Wu led a few kids to pick mushrooms and wild vegetables nearby. This is a rare enjoyment for the city people.

In a short while, the basket was full and taken to the stream to clean. The water in the mountain stream was very cool and could be directly referenced. In the mountains, living water can usually be drunk directly.

A few little girls were playing and laughing, pulling thorn balls on the grass and throwing them to each other. The thorn balls are the size of grapes, with a cluster of purple-red red in the center, dense thorns around them, and a small hook at the front. They are placed on their clothes and hung up immediately. They are one of the natural toys that children often play with.

There is also a common thing. The leaves are larger than willow leaves and are long and long. Both sides are densely packed with short thorns. Once you stick them to your clothes, you will stick them firmly.

What wild boys are most willing to do is to stick three horizontal, one vertical, one stroke and one stroke on others' backs. Children in the mountains have many fun things, and they can play tricks with every grass and every tree. For example, they can use dog tail grass to weave a kitten, etc., which are all done at will.

The fat man was fishing well, but his back suddenly felt numb and itchy. He wiped his hand and took a thorn ball. He couldn't help but be furious: "It's against the sky, I don't want to deal with you."

He handed the fishing line to Wu Shuren, and then found a plant with a thorn ball, pulled it off, and a girl scattered flowers and scattered them. All the little girls were shot. Ye Zi was still lying on the grass with exaggerated expression and kicking her legs.

The fat man's vanity was greatly satisfied: "Hahaha--whoever dares to mess with me--"

Mrs. Wu couldn't hold back her joy: Such an adult is rare to have a childlike heart. So she picked up a thorn ball and asked the fat man: "This thing looks really interesting. Do you know what it is called?"

If it were the fat man of the past, I would definitely not know, but I had a very different experience than Lao Yaozi and Che Boss who had been ganging in the mountains for several years: "If you want to talk about a name, you must have heard of it. The scientific name is Burdock."

"Isn't that a medicinal material? I heard it is the most beneficial to the stomach and intestines, but how to eat this thorn ball." Mrs. Wu had really heard of this name. Even when she was studying, the plant burdock often appeared in some foreign classics.

"Hehe, this thing is eaten by digging roots. There are all in the mountains. If you want to eat it, let's dig two to try it." The fat man ran to the load, took a shovel, first shoveled a burdock plant, and then digged it down.

"This thing is a stubborn, just like a carrot." After digging more than half a foot deep, the fat man grabbed the seedlings on it, pulled out the thick roots more than a foot long, which were about the same thickness as his big thumb finger. The outer skin was yellow and the bottom was not yet at the bottom. He pulled it out, and milky white slurry appeared.

"It is said that the Japanese are most proud of this thing, saying it is similar to that of human ginseng, so they call burdock oriental ginseng." The fat man took out a knife, scratched a piece of it on the skin, and began to peel it.

"Then why don't you contact the exit?" Mrs. Wu looked at the clumps of burdocks, a little puzzled.

"I heard from the Japanese businessman named Sai Fumi Ito that burdock has cultivated many new varieties in their country, and its roots are more developed; we are all pure wild, so it is not suitable to sell." The fat man had long thought about this, but the efficiency was too low and he could not catch up with the export of mushrooms, so he gave up.

I dug two burdocks, washed them and peeled them, cut them into thin strips, put them on a pot, and copied them with water. They were milky white, slightly yellow, and looked quite appetizing. I also added a few wild vegetables and sprinkled with seasonings, which was just enough to be cold.

After the fish soup was boiled, each of them carried a small basin and surrounded the city and started a picnic. Wu Shuren praised while drinking it: "It's the first time I have tasted such delicious fish soup. If I sell it in the city, I will definitely be able to sell it at a good price!"

"Hehe, there are too few catfishes of this kind, and they are specially grown in mountain streams and cannot be raised on a large scale. If you can taste them a few times a year, you can enjoy them." The fat man is quite content, no wonder he is happy every day.

"It's better to be in the mountains--" Wu Shuren exclaimed. He now understood why his father hid in the mountains and didn't want to come back. Even he wanted to live here.

Suddenly, Chou Chou stood up around him, the long hair on his neck stood up obviously, his nose wrinkled, revealing his sharp fangs.

"Don't be excited, it's probably your dad." The fat man patted its back and looked around and saw twenty or thirty wild wolves suddenly appearing around.

"No, there are not so many men who are howling!" The fat man was shocked, jumped up from the ground, and then searched. In the forest not far away, he found dozens of wild wolves, the tallest one, who was the old rival.

"Big Lao Qing! I'm in trouble now." The fat man muttered, looked at the bunch of little kids, and made up his mind: even if the secret of the wooden box is exposed, they cannot be hurt.

In the past two years, because howling has occupied the surrounding area, Da Lao Qing also led his men to the deep mountains and forests to recuperate, so the fat man almost forgot his old opponent. He unexpectedly appeared when he unexpectedly. These guys are really good at sneak attackers.

After estimating, there are about sixty wolves in total. It can be imagined that there are only more than ten of them, so it is probably dangerous.

"It seems that another major cleaning is going to be carried out!" The fat man muttered viciously: "You retreat first, there is a small wood over there, all of them climb onto the trees, Chou Chou and I will resist for a while."

"Brother, I'll stay too!" Wu Shuren picked up the shoulder pole. Although he had never seen this situation, his wife and daughter were around and needed him to protect him.

Before the kids could take action, the wolves suddenly dispersed and surrounded them in the blink of an eye. All the wild wolves, including Da Lao Qing, came out of the hole. Looking at this guy's extremely gloomy gaze, the fat man knew that it would be difficult to be good this time. He had a deep grudge with Da Lao Qing.

At this moment, Qiqi suddenly waved his hand and rushed towards the pack of wolves behind the team. It was strange that the wolves facing him actually drooped their heads and retreated aside.

The fat man quickly pulled Wu Shuren and said, "Retreat!" After saying that, he picked up Ye Zi and Wu Qiong, put Chou Chou into the wooden box, and ran towards the birch forest over there.

When he got closer, he put down Wu Qiong, swung his arms, and Ye Zi rode on a big tree branch like a cloud of fog; then the fat man threw Wu Qiong up again; and the Wu Shuren and his wife also began to climb up the tree.

Suddenly, a shrill wolf howl sounded. It was Da Lao Qing, this cruel guy, who had actually escaped from Qiqi's shackles. The wolf pack moved again, and his fierce appearance was revealed again, running towards the edge of the woods.
Chapter completed!