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Chapter 43 I must have seen a fake sister

Feng Lin digs under a thick bamboo with a hoe.

He Jiu and others surrounded him.

"I found that the bamboo rat was just drilled into the hole by it. Yuhang, you guarded here with a bamboo frame. When you saw it come out, frame it immediately. Teacher He and Hongye, you are here to prevent it from running away in a while." Feng Lin quickly explained to Meng Yuhang and the others while digging the bamboo rat hole.

Hearing Feng Lin's words, Meng Yuhang excitedly poured out the things in the bamboo frame, squatted beside Feng Lin, staring at his hoe.

He Jiu and Zhuang Hongye also guarded the other two sides with a nervous look on their faces.

Although few people didn't know what to do, they all felt it was inexplicably exciting. This was a life experience they had never lived before.

As Feng Lin waved his hoe, the bamboo rat hole was digging deeper and deeper.

Another hoe went down, and a black shadow rushed out of the hole quickly.

"Yuhang, hurry!" Feng Lin shouted hurriedly when he saw the bamboo rat running out.

Meng Yuhang kept squatting and staring at the entrance of the cave. Hearing Feng Lin's shouts, he subconsciously took the bamboo frame and covered the black shadow that rushed out of the entrance of the cave.

"Squeak~."

The bamboo rat made a rapid scream in the bamboo frame.

"Catch it, catch it." Meng Yuhang shouted excitedly.

"Let's take a look, let's take a look." He Jiu and Zhuang Hongye walked over from the periphery.

"Oh, it's furry, so cute." Zhuang Hongye looked at the fat bamboo rat and said.

The hair on the bamboo rat is gray in rice, and the mouth and nose are pink. The fat and furry are indeed very cute.

In order to prevent Zhuang Hongye from overflowing love and causing food to become pets, Feng Lin nodded and agreed: "Yes, fat, furry, so cute, it tastes great."

"Brother Feng Lin, how can you do this?" Zhuang Hongye Jiao murmured.

However, she did not mention the idea of ​​taking bamboo rats as pets.

Feng Lin tied it up with a rope and put it in the bamboo frame. "We have a good time today. This bamboo rat has at least seven or eight taels."

Wild bamboo rats are very expensive and are sold for more than 200 yuan per kilogram on the market. Bamboo rats are not protected animals and are rare wild game.

There was only one bamboo rat running out of the hole. It was estimated that there was only one in the hole. Feng Lin did not continue to dig. He fiddled the digging of soil a few times and filled the hole again.

I dug a big bamboo shoot and caught another fat bamboo rat. This time it can be said to be a big harvest.

Feng Lin did not stop in the bamboo forest anymore and took them straight to the pine and fir forest behind.

The bamboo frame containing the bamboo rat was carried by Meng Yuhang. The child's excitement had not yet subsided. While walking, he was talking about his heroic deeds of catching the bamboo rat just now.

Zhuang Hongye followed Meng Yuhang, holding a small stick and teasing the little bamboo mouse through the hole in the bamboo frame.

Feng Lin and the three walked west for about ten minutes before walking out of the bamboo forest and came to a pine and fir forest.

The scenery of the pine and pine forest is different from that of the bamboo forest. Several people looked at the large area of ​​the pine and pine forest and exclaimed again.

There is a lot of wood in the forest, but it is not cut casually.

As firewood, it is best to cut down the dead wood, and it can be burned immediately after cutting it back.

If there is no dead wood, you can also cut down some mixed shrubs or cut down the horizontal branches of pine fir trees. After you go back, you can burn it after drying for two days.

Feng Lin told He Jiu and Meng Yuhang what wood can be used as firewood, so he took action separately.

Zhuang Hongye and Feng Lin originally planned to let her wait for them on the spot, but the little girl disagreed and insisted on doing it together, so Feng Lin had to let her follow him.

Cutting wood does not seem to have much technical content, but in fact, there are still some skills in how to make a knife.

Cutting straight towards the tree pole is both exhausted and easily recoiled by the elastic force of the tree pole. The knife is slanted in the direction of the tree pole, which can remove a lot of recoil force and makes it easier to cut.

Zhuang Hongye didn't know how to remove the force at first, and before cutting a few pieces, her glove-wearing little hand was sharpened with a blister from the handle of the knife.

The little girl looks cute, but she is also stubborn. She doesn't say anything when she grinds her hands and still frowns and chops.

Feng Lin found that the girl's expression was not right, and thought that her hands were probably blistered.

This is too common for people who have never done farm work.

Some time ago, when I was cleaning the thorny weeds, Feng Lin's hands were blistered.

Stop and ask her to take off her gloves and help her deal with it.

If the blisters are raised in time, they will not hurt or itchy. Now on the mountain, there are no disinfectants or band-aids, so Feng Lin can only use a tissue to cover her.

Let her watch from the side, but the little girl still disagreed and insisted on continuing.

Feng Lin could only teach her how to cut and exert force, so that she could cut slowly, and she could speed up.

After a while, Feng Lin cut down forty or fifty kilograms of wood. After estimating it, it should be enough to deal with it for a few days and then he was ready to finish the work.

The little girl Zhuang Hongye gritted her teeth and frowned, and even cut more than ten kilograms.

Feng Lin and the ones that Zhuang Hongye cut were tied together, carrying them on his shoulders and preparing to call He Jiu and Meng Yuhang to finish the work.

Zhuang Hongye was very dissatisfied with the wood that Feng Lin cut her down. She pouted her mouth and wanted to get her back to the right to carry the firewood, but was directly suppressed by Feng Lin's magic hand. Her cute hair was rubbed into a mess by Feng Lin.

Unfortunately, the devil was too powerful and there was no way. Zhuang Hongye could only give up and continue to fight for his rights.

More than ten kilograms of wood are not light. How could Feng Lin let a girl of sixteen or seventeen carry her on the mountain road and walk out of here for more than twenty minutes?

Feng Lin led the way in front and walked towards the original separate place. Zhuang Hongye was tidying up her hair behind her while secretly looking at Feng Lin's back.

"Teacher He, Yuhang."

“It’s over.”

When he returned to his original location, he saw that He Jiu and Meng Yuhang had not returned yet, Feng Lin then shouted loudly.

"Come on~." A response came from afar.

After waiting for about ten minutes, he saw He Jiu and Meng Yuhang come back with about ten kilograms of wood on their backs.

Before I could get there, I heard Meng Yuhang screaming: "It hurts so much, my hands are blistered."

Although He Jiu did not shout, he could see from the fact that he took off his gloves and looked at the movements of his palms from time to time that his palms were also worn out.

Now, Zhuang Hongye was proud.

It was not me who broke my hands, nor was I so weak. Moreover, seeing the wood on their backs seemed to be less than me, I suddenly became arrogant.

"You two are too inferior. You have been going for so long before you cut back some firewood, and they even broke all their palms."

Meng Yuhang suffered a critical hit in his heart. Is this still his cute and well-behaved sister?

I was injured and my hands were worn out. If you don’t comfort me, you will give me cold mockery as soon as you meet.
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