Chapter 476 Heiwa Xiaojin’s Three Thousand Questions

Author: Ye Gong Haolong A

"Huh?"

Chen Ling's eyes lit up after hearing Zhao Yubao's words.

"This sounds really interesting."

Not to mention the Qinling Hunter King’s notes, this is all secondary.

The key is to make Hei Wa and Xiao Jin into animated characters and create a cartoon.

Add some mountain elements.

Jackals, tigers, leopards, wild boars, badgers and foxes are all adapted into animated cartoon images.

Later, when the children at home grow up, they will watch cartoons on TV.

Good guy, isn't this my home?

Thinking about it, Chen Ling suddenly felt a little excited.

Seeing his appearance, Zhao Yubao knew that his heart was moved, and pushed up his glasses proudly: "What do you mean it's interesting? This is very interesting, okay? You kid, you don't know your stuff.

Listen to this...

Once upon a time, there was a small farm in a place called Wuyun Mountain. There was a happy family living in the small farm. The male owner of this small farm was a hunter. He raised two very smart and powerful hunting dogs. One was named Heiwa.

One is called Xiao Jin..."

"Ouch, not bad, not bad, very good."

The more Chen Ling listened, the brighter his eyes became. Then he thought about it and added, "But let's not use our real names as a family. Just be like Tom and Jerry and don't show our faces very much."

"I don't care about this. I just want to read you what is written in this letter. How to make this cartoon depends on what my student says when he comes."

Zhao Yubao raised his eyebrows again, smiled, patted his butt and stood up: "Okay, I've informed you that it's arrived, so I'll continue to look for my cicada shell."

Seeing Ruirui whispering about poking at the ant nest, he put on a kind smile and said: "Ruirui, let's go look for cicada shells with Grandpa Zhao, do you want to go?"

Ruirui raised her little head to look at him and pointed in the direction of the village: "Xiaowudui!"

When Chen Ling saw this, he smiled and said, "If he wants a turtle all day long, I'll take him to Uncle Sangui's house and beat him up with a toy made of wood or something."

Uncle Zhao, you don’t have to worry about us, you and Aunt Zhao can do whatever they need to do."

The old man and his wife spent the whole day poking cicada shells on the trees with sacks and bamboo poles. The old man and his wife did the same for the past two days, and then they called a group of little kids, who were very excited and never tired of it.

"Oh, go and tell Sangui and we can come together. It will be cool to herd sheep in the mountains and you can also find cicada shells."

Zhao Yubao insisted on pulling him away.

Chen Ling thought about it and it was right. Anyway, nothing happened. Besides, the price of cicada shells is more expensive this year. There are many people going to the mountains to look for cicada shells these days.

When there are more people, we are no longer afraid of jackals and leopards.

"Okay, go ahead and wait for me at the threshing floor."

After saying that, Chen Ling let the sheep graze on the slope, then he carried Ruirui to Chen Sangui's house and asked him to give him a tortoise toy with small wheels.

Then I went back to the village yard to get a urea bag and a bamboo pole, and then drove the sheep from the slope to the wheat field.

Good guy, when I came to the wheat field, I didn't see anyone just now. Now a large group of people have come. Most of the young ones have work to do. The ones who came are all old, young, and a bunch of half-grown boys who don't go to school.

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When I saw Chen Ling driving his sheep over, I was immediately excited.

Nowadays, apart from the little kids in the village, the ones who admire Chen Ling the most are these teenagers.

I used to drop out of school and have nothing to do and like to fool around. Now they are thinking about how to make money like Chen Ling. This method of making money needs to be more fancy.

I can't tell whether it got better or worse under Chen Ling's influence.

Anyway, if they find out about this way of making money, they will definitely get involved.

"Am I the life mentor for delinquents..."

Feeling the adoring gazes of these boys, Chen Ling felt dumbfounded. He never thought that this day would happen to us.

It’s over, why is there still a little pride and pride in my heart?

But then again.

Little babies just love lively places.

Ruirui was still obsessed with the little turtle just now, but now there are so many little kids noisily looking for the cicada shell, and they immediately joined the team, and Chen Ling even asked Heiwa Xiaojin to come.

Sometimes he would ride on Hei Wa, and sometimes he would ride on Xiao Jin, running around all over the mountains and plains.

Chen Ling looked at it and smiled, thinking that if this scene could be changed into a cartoon, it would actually be quite nice.

"In the future, we will also make a Heiba ​​Xiaojin Sanqianwen. It can not only record the growth diary of the children at home, but also educate them in disguise. They can learn knowledge while playing..."

In early June of the lunar calendar, the wild cherries on the mountains are already red.

The branches were covered with bright red flowers, and various birds pecked the ripe cherries all over the ground.

It is said that there were not so many wild cherries in the mountains in the past because birds pecked the cherries and spread the cherry seeds everywhere, so there were more and more wild cherry trees in the mountains.

Local wild cherries ripen later on higher mountains, but the taste is better.

Although it is not as sweet as ordinary cherries, the sweet and sour taste is also more refreshing.

Chen Ling and his son were picking cherries and poking cicada shells on the trees with bamboo poles. After a while, Ruirui's mouth was red from eating, and most of the cicada shells were filled in the urea bag.

Followed by a group of little kids shouting excitedly.

"Wow, this tree is almost covered with cicada shells. I think there are ten thousand of them."

"Ten thousand is definitely not enough. I think there are 20,000."

"..."

The little kid who just went to school doesn't have such a clear concept of numbers, so he knows to use the largest number he knows to describe many.

They shouted and then pushed down the cicada shells.

"Slow down, poke slowly, you will break it if you use such force."

"It's just that it's not worth anything if it's broken."

Although cicada shells can be sold in pieces, they also have medicinal value.

But in the end it is not as high as the complete price.

Little kids pay most attention to these.

He grabbed Old Man Zhong and kept yelling, disdainful of how strong his hands were.

"Oh, my fault, my fault, I was just listening to you guys talking, and accidentally used too much strength."

Old Man Zhong quickly admitted his mistake.

These two old men often hang out with the kids in the village recently. They play whatever the kids play. They really learned a lot.

Even their articles and paintings are beginning to be full of childishness.

The old ladies from both families have been looking better and better recently.

have to say.

There are so many cicada shells in the mountains.

Even though they searched hard, they only found it around eleven o'clock, and the bags they brought were full.

A large urea bag weighs at least two or three kilograms and costs dozens of dollars.

I entered the mountain at around eight o'clock in the morning and gained a lot.

"We are almost at Yerengou. We are very close to Uncle Fugui's farm. If we go, we will go around Beishan."

"Well, uncle, how about we go to your house and call the cicada shell?"

"Now that you've weighed the cicada shell, okay, I'll weigh it for you."

"I knew Uncle Fugui was the best."

Hearing Chen Ling's promise, even the young man smiled happily.

The group of people circled toward Beishan in a hurry. Before they could go around, the Chen Ling family's dogs ran over barking to greet them.

Then, under the leadership of Xiao Jin, they took the lead in driving the sheep down the mountain.

"Hey, what are Erhei and the others eating?"

"It's a four-legged snake, right? I heard that four-legged snakes are also used as medicinal materials. How about we catch four-legged snakes too?"

"It's better not to catch the four-legged snake. It's a good thing. It specially eats bugs."

After a bustling journey to the farm at the foot of the mountain, Chen Ling took out a pole scale and hung the cicada shells filled with snakeskin bags on the hooks to weigh them.

"Liu Ni'er, two catties and nine taels, less than three catties."
To be continued...