It was fixed, but with the green mountain there, he grabbed the sharpened bamboo and pushed it down hard, so that the bamboo could be buried deep into the soil.
The first time Qingshan was inexperienced, he pressed down the bamboo a lot, and I could only let him pull it up a little more. After digging four bamboos into the soil, dig grooves on the top of the bamboos, put the bamboos cut in half on top, fix them with ropes, build a simple frame, and then put the thin bamboos on top. , erected on the left, right and back sides, are also dug into the soil, fixed on the frame, and finally put on miscanthus.
After the miscanthus cut in the morning was left to dry in the sun for a day, it was placed on the top of the shed at dusk to form a thick thatched roof. The three sides were made of cut branches. The branches with thick leaves and miscanthus were added to form a simple wall.
We went home to have dinner, and came over quickly after grabbing our things. We spread transparent oil paper cloth on top of the thatch and pressed it down with stones to prevent the thatch from being blown away by the wind. In this way, this thatched shed is really ready.
The shed is not big, but it is enough to accommodate the three of us. The floor inside has been cleaned, covered with oil paper, and stones are placed at the four corners to hold down the oil paper. It can also be used as a table to put things on.
The fire clouds on the horizon slowly sank. I arranged iron clamps on the edge of the field. Since Qingshan started to help me hunt, these iron clamps are basically useless. Not only the iron clamps, but also myself. You don’t have to do anything, just watch from the side.
Now I took out the iron clips again and placed them one by one. Qingshan followed me, and I asked him to watch where I placed the clip, so as not to catch the wild boar when the time comes and get him caught.
After setting up everything, we waited in the shed.
It’s cooler outside than inside the house, but there are also a lot of mosquitoes. Each of us takes a cattail leaf fan to drive away the mosquitoes around us, with hatchets and tools at hand.
The moon rarely appears in summer, and the sky is basically filled with stars in the first half of the night. These days, I look at the stars every night, and my heart becomes calmer and calmer.
I occasionally think of last summer, and the summers of many years before that. At that time, I did not live in four seasons. No matter it was very hot or very cold, I would never expose myself to the wilderness. I had to find a small room that could accommodate me, so that I could feel safe, even if I was hot all over. It's all sweat, and I will never come out easily at night.
But now, I leave the house on nights like this and stay in the fields. I felt like I was walking out of that small room step by step, but I didn't feel scared. On the contrary, I felt calmer than ever before. The lack of fear now is different from the lack of fear before.
The nights in the mountains are not quiet. Many forest birds often make distant calls, as well as crickets in the fields, cicadas chirping on the trees, and the sounds of various small insects. If you listen carefully, , you will find more and more small sounds, almost like a symphony.
The shed is covered on three sides, but only one side is not covered by anything. Sitting in the shed without lighting the oil lamp, I looked outside and saw that the nearby houses and fields and the distant mountains were all dark. The cool breeze blows through the gaps in the thatch and blows on the body, dissipating the heat from the body.
Jiang Yang sat next to me. He brought the owl with him, saying he was worried that the owl would be at home at night. I had no choice but to ask him to bring it.
After raising this little owl for so long, it was not raised to death. Not only was it alive and well, it also grew up. When he was first caught, he could only flap his wings a few times and couldn't fly, but now, he flapped even more vigorously in the cage, and his wings were obviously stronger than before. I also saw this little owl flying up and hanging upside down, with its talons hanging on the handle rings in the cage, but it couldn't be hung upside down for too long, or it would fall down after a while.
After Jiang Yang saw it, he kept saying that it was too powerful and wanted to learn to hang upside down on a tree. Of course, I couldn’t let him learn to hang upside down on a tree like an owl, but the result was... Turning around, he saw Qingshan tying Jiang Yang up to the tree.
These two obedient people are obedient, and they can be very tossing sometimes.
Jiang Yang sat there talking to the little owl in the cage. The owl was originally active at night, but now it was more energetic than during the day. Its round eyes were shining and cooing. Yelling, flopping around in the cage, and hanging upside down from the ring.
There are already many birds singing around, so the sound of an owl is nothing. In the first half of the night, the wild boar didn't come. I stopped staring at the field and turned around to put a small blanket on Jiang Yang's belly.
Jiang Yang just fell asleep. Although he tried hard to support his eyelids with his paws and wanted to wait for the wild boar to appear with us, when I patted him on the back, he immediately couldn't hold on and became fascinated. The fuzzy head tilted back, and I held the back of his head. He then laid it down next to him and fell asleep.
Qingshan’s eyes were still staring at the direction where the wild boar had appeared before, a pair of eyes emitting a faint light in the dark night. At this time, Qingshan is not as harmless as usual, and when it enters the hunting state, it will become a bit scary. But I got used to it, and at least now I can sit next to him without feeling nervous.
Suddenly, a point of light flew past my eyes. The light flashed and flashed, and slowly fell on the grass in front of the shed.
I patted Qingshan’s arm. Qingshan was startled and looked towards me with his eyes.
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