80s Taoism

Zhang Jiaohua hugged the little gray dog ​​and tiptoed to the place where he hid the bamboo basket, his ears were fixed on the movement in the forest, Zhang Jiaohua was still worried that if that stupid wild boar suddenly became smart, he would lie in ambush around him, and rush over as soon as he appeared.

The dead branches and leaves in the woods are spread in a thick layer, which is soft to step on, but sometimes the sound of dead branches being trampled will be heard under the feet, which is especially pleasant in the quiet dense forest. Zhang Jiaohua had to slow down to avoid making noise and attracting the wild boar.

The branches and leaves covering the bamboo basket had begun to wither, Zhang Jiaohua lifted these branches and leaves, and the three little hares were desperately climbing with their front paws, trying to escape from the cage. The big hare has not moved at all, apparently it has been completely killed by Zhang Jiaohua. Seeing Zhang Jiaohua's arrival, the three little hares shivered with fright and huddled together vigorously.

When Zhang Jiaohua saw the big hare, he thought about the sizzling sound of the vegetable pot at night, and the smell of the hare meat stewed in oil seemed to have entered his nostrils.

"That wild boar. It's a pity! It's too fierce." Zhang Jiaohua sighed and looked towards the hillside that had just escaped. He was not sure that the hillside could hurt such a big wild boar. In case the wild boar survived, and I rushed over again rashly, I'm afraid that instead of eating wild boar, I would turn into wild boar dung.

"Hey!" A little boy sighed so cutely.

With these harvests, Zhang Jiaohua didn't bother to collect firewood, which was just an excuse.

Liu Qiaoye stood in the yard and watched Zai Zai go home with an empty bamboo basket on his back, and giggled, "Zai Zai, you've collected so much firewood, I'm afraid you can cook rice."

While talking, Liu Qiaoye walked towards Zhang Jiaohua.

"Mother, there is meat to eat tonight!" Zhang Jiaohua put the bamboo basket on the ground.

Liu Qiaoye walked over quickly, seeing the three wild rabbits and the big rabbit in the bamboo basket, her eyes widened immediately.

"Where did it come from? Who gave it to you?" Liu Qiaoye subconsciously thought that these things were given to Zhang Jiaohua by others.

"Who gave it to you? Can others give us the hare? Xiao Hui and I found it in the mountains. I beat up this big hare with a hatchet. Xiao Hui also found these little hares. Mom, can we raise little hares? Let them grow up and eat meat." Caller Zhang looked at his mother anxiously.

"This is a wild animal. It has a wild temper. It can't be kept alive." Liu Qiaoye immediately poured cold water on Zai Zai.

"Look at how well-behaved they are. I feed them leaves, and they eat deliciously. They will definitely be able to feed them. Anyway, they don't eat food, so they can just feed leaves." Zhang Jiaohua argued. He will not give up easily.

"Okay, you can feed them if you want, but you are responsible for what they eat in the future. If these rabbits are not fed, you can't blame others." Liu Qiaoye still agreed to Zai Zai's request. She looked at Zai Zai with a trace of worry. Zai Zai is still young and does not understand the profound meaning of loneliness. Maybe when he grows up, he will gradually know the meaning of this word. Raising wild rabbits is also good. Liu Qiaoye doesn't want Zai Zai to have nothing to remember when he grows up.

"Great! Mom, you can't go back on your word!" Zhang Jiaohua jumped up excitedly.

"Of course." Liu Qiaoye lifted the hare out of the bamboo basket, looked left and right, and was quite satisfied with the standard water (weight) of this hare.

As an excellent farm housewife, Liu Qiaoye has mastered all kinds of skills to be a loving mother and virtuous wife. A kitchen knife can peel off the hare's skin without any damage, and cut the rabbit meat into pieces cleanly. Even the internal organs inside are not discarded casually, and they are clean, and can also make a plate of dishes. Grabbed a handful of sour peppers from the sour water jar.

The sour taste of sour water can cover up the smell of wild rabbit meat. The bright red hot pepper can not only provide a unique hot and sour taste, but the bright red color can also enhance the expectation of delicious food. While the hare meat was still gurgling in the pot, Zhang Jiaohua was sitting in front of the stove while burning the fire, staring intently at the pot. The fresh and fragrant smell that leaked from under the lid of the pot did not let go of the nose.

"Mother, can I eat it?" Zhang Jiaohua was impatient.

"Oh, it smells so good! Are you two mothers and sons behind my back to eat something good to taste the fire (taste the fire: delicious food)" Zhang Youping walked into the door with a hoe, and looked into the kitchen.

"Of course there is a delicious taste of fire. But I brought back the taste of fire today." Zhang Jiaohua said proudly.

"Really?" Zhang Youping laughed and put the hoe behind the house and hung it up. Then he closed the back door and went into the kitchen.

"Zizai went hunting today. He shot a big wild boar and came back. But he couldn't carry it on his back, so he came back with a piece of butt meat cut off." Liu Qiaoye kept giggling while making arrangements. She's not a very good storyteller.

"When I grow up and have strength, I'll go up the mountain to hunt wild boars. From then on, our family will have wild boars to eat every day." Zhang Jiaohua's mind is full of the big wild boar covered in flesh. There used to be a big wild boar next to it, but it was a pity that it could only run away desperately. Zhang Jiaohua was very annoyed.

It's not that Zhang Jiaohua didn't learn Meishan Wushu in his dream, but Meishan Wushu is different from Meishan magic. Meishan martial arts seems to be easy to learn, and the tricks are not difficult for Zhang Jiaohua. But for Zhang Jiaohua, all he needs to do is practice the spells in his dreams, and he can fully master them. But martial arts are different. Real martial arts are obtained through countless painful trainings. In the dream, I can only learn tricks, but I can't practice martial arts into my muscles and bones.

"Okay, then father and mother are waiting for our cubs to grow up quickly, so that we can eat wild pork every day." Zhang Youping smiled gratifiedly.

Zhang Jiaohua kept stuffing firewood into the stove, the light from the firewood made his face red.

"Where did you get the meat?" Zhang Youping could naturally smell the meat in the pot. In the first year of the year, ordinary families can only smell the smell of meat a few times during the Chinese New Year. The meat taste is really delicious!

"You really think I'm lying to you? Zai Zai really brought it back. But it's not wild pork, but rabbit meat." Liu Qiaoye laughed.

"Really? Zai Zai, tell Dad, how did you get this hare back?" Zhang Youping hugged Zai Zai on his lap, and sat down on the firewood stool in front of the stove.

Zhang Jiaohua told his father about today's experience in detail, but he didn't expect to get it, but his father slapped his butt hard.

"Cub! You stinky cub. If something happens to you, mom and dad won't have time to cry. Is that wild boar easy to mess with?" Zhang Youping pressed Cub to his chest, as if he was worried that Cub would run away from his arms.