Zhao Jun was playing with the little lynx in the west room. The little guy really didn't eat malted milk recently. He always stood on the edge of the kang with his calves flexing and looked into the outer room while using his neck.

Especially yesterday, when Wang Meilan and the others were bleeding sheep in the outer house, the little lynx howled anxiously.

"Feeding it from now on will still be troublesome!" Zhao Jun fiddled with the little lynx's short tail and said to Wang Qiang.

Although they may look like wild beast cubs brought back from the mountains, lynxes are different from black bears.

Black bears are omnivores and will eat whatever they want. But lynxes cannot do that because they are naturally carnivores.

In a few days, it will be a full month since the little lynx arrived at Zhao Jun's house. Add in the few days it lived in the wild, and this little guy will probably be one month old.

When the moon is full, the lynx must eat meat, and it cannot be replaced by other foods.

Right now, the little lynx doesn't even want to drink malted milk, let alone boiling potato seeds or boiling corn noodles, it doesn't even smell it.

Moreover, as the top hunters in the mountains and forests of Northeast China, lynx, leopard, and tiger are three kinds of cats. They usually hunt by themselves and rarely scavenge for scavengers.

According to the old mountain runners, these three animals and sables all eat red food.

No matter how awesome Zhao Jun is, it is impossible for him to hunt mountain animals for food every day. When the time comes and it becomes impossible, just give him frozen meat.

"Old uncle." Zhao Jun was also teasing Kezi and asked Wang Qiang: "What about... let's dig a hole in the ice to dig out fish for it. Can it eat it?"

"Haha." Wang Qiang smiled when he heard this and said, "Do you really treat it like a cat? That fish has spines, so you can prick it."

Zhao Jun also smiled, and then Wang Qiang said to him: "You are attacking Dawei in winter. I have nothing to do. I will go up the mountain for a walk. No matter what we are hunting, we will hang up the lanterns and put them back together. When we are done, we will freeze with the bloody water."

On, I guess it can’t be too picky.”

"It's okay or not." Zhao Jun moved his hand to the top of the little lynx's head, stroked it twice from beginning to end, and said, "It's not bad to eat lanterns every day."

"Who says it's not..." Wang Qiang just finished, when Wang Meilan shouted to Zhao Jun in the outer room.

"What's going on?" The uncle and nephew looked at each other. Zhao Jun threw the little lynx onto the kang. The little guy immediately jumped to the edge of the kang, with his short tail standing up behind him.

At this time, before anyone could go out, Wang Meilan came in holding the sheep skull.

"Oh my god." When Zhao Jun saw this, he frowned and said, "What are you doing? You're full of fir oil!"

But Wang Meilan didn't care about that at all. She handed the sheep skull to Zhao Jun and said, "Take a look!"

"Wow..." Perhaps because he smelled the smell of mutton, the little lynx stood up and grabbed Zhao Jun's legs from behind, but when Zhao Jun moved, it almost fell off the kang.

Zhao Jun glanced at the sheep skull and couldn't help but asked Wang Meilan with some doubts: "Mom, what are you asking me to see? Isn't it clean? Let me, Brother Zhang, take it out, chop it open, and dig out the brains."

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"Look at it!" Wang Meilan was a little anxious. She put the sheep skull on the kang table with both hands, pointed at it and said, "Look at the crack (wèn)!"

"Oh my god!" Zhao Jun took a look and couldn't help but admired: "Mom, you are so ruthless!"

"How could it be me..." Wang Meilan was about to defend, but she heard Wang Qiang laughing from the side: "Sister, who did you learn to kill big animals from? This guy... I didn't expect it, you just followed your imagination and did this

Are you going to smash the sheep?"

To kill a pig or a sheep, the hooves are tied and the neck is stabbed with a knife to bleed.

But killing donkeys, horses, cattle and other large animals cannot be done in this way.

Killing these big animals is a slap on the head.

At this time, Zhao Jun and Wang Qiang's implication was that Wang Meilan deliberately killed the sheep.

"It's not me!" Wang Meilan didn't expect that the more she explained, the more unclear she became. She waved her hands and said, "It bumped up on its own!"

"hehe……"

"Hahaha……"

Zhao Jun and Wang Qiang laughed in unison. Who can believe this?

"No? What are you laughing at?" Wang Meilan was a little anxious. Zhao Jun smiled and said: "Why are you not laughing, Mom?"

Zhao Jun suddenly changed the topic and asked Wang Meilan: "On the phone yesterday, you said you wanted to find someone to kill the donkey, but I wouldn't let you go. Are you thinking of practicing at home?

Mom, my son can tell you. The donkey behind the house cannot be killed in the past two years. It is only two years old. Why don’t I, Brother Zhang, buy a horse? When he comes down the mountain next year, we can get his

The horse is like our donkey and the mule."

"Who is practicing?" Wang Meilan became furious when she heard this. She stretched out her hand and gave Zhao Jun a pestle, then turned around and grabbed the sheep skull on the Kang table.

At this time, the little lynx was holding the kang table, tilting its head and putting its nose in front of the sheep skull. Wang Meilan made this unexpected move, which shocked it.

Wang Meilan hugged the sheep skull and walked out angrily. Wang Qiang laughed and said to Zhao Jun: "Grand nephew, your mother hasn't seen you for half a month and misses you. Yesterday you said you were coming back. What did she see when she saw the house?

If you don’t have any, I’ll kill a sheep for you.”

"It's okay, uncle." Zhao Jun said with a smile: "It's not much money, what can we all do after eating it?"

The two uncles and nephews were quite considerate of each other, but when Wang Meilan heard this in the outer room, she felt even more aggrieved.

The sheep was obviously killed by himself!

"You two, stop bickering!" In anger, Wang Meilan came in and shouted: "Hurry up and put the table down!"

Zhao Jun and Wang Qiang looked at each other, suppressed a smile and went out to get the table. Wang Meilan rolled her eyes at the uncle and nephew. Just as she was about to get some support from Jin Xiaomei and Yang Yufeng, she heard from the east room that Jie Chen was talking to Jie Sun.

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"Oh my god!" Jie Chen, who was standing under the kang, said to Jie Sun, who was sitting on the kang and eating melon seeds, "Look at my Aunt Zhao. When I heard you were coming, I even killed the sheep."

Wang Meilan: "..."

"Tsk!" Mrs. Xie Sun threw the melon seeds in her hand into the small basket, looked at the old lady sitting opposite her, and said, "My sister Meilan is really a good person!"

"Then what else are you talking about?" The old lady nodded and said, "She is very clever!"

As soon as the old lady finished speaking, Zhao Jun came in from outside. Wang Meilan originally arranged for him and Wang Qiang to go out and move the table, but at this time Zhao Jun came back empty-handed.

Behind Zhao Jun, there was also Li Ruhai.

Seeing that Zhao Jun didn't take the table, Wang Meilan was about to ask, but saw Zhao Jun angrily enter the east room, followed quickly by Li Ruhai.

Zhao Jun suddenly entered the room. The children were playing with themselves, but the three adults looked at Zhao Jun.

Zhao Jun stood in front of the old lady and asked, "Mr. Jiang, did Huang Caiyu take something from us again?"

"Huang Caiyu?" The old lady was startled, and Zhao Jun asked, "Just Gu Yang's mother!"

Zhao Jun met that girl before when she went to the old lady's house to borrow this or that. Zhao Jun sneered at her and calmed down for a while.

"No..." As soon as the old lady answered, Zhao Jun turned around and asked Li Ruhai, "Then who did you listen to?"

When Zhao Jun glared, he was full of momentum. Li Ruhai shrank his neck and whispered: "Brother, you heard something wrong. It's not Gu Yang's mother, but his sister-in-law."

"His sister-in-law?" Zhao Jun frowned and said, "Yan Shuli?"

"Yeah!" Li Ruhai nodded and said, "I heard from Sister Qiuyue that Yan Shuli took away the two bunches of small crucian carp seeds under the eaves of Jiang Nai's drying house!"

"What?" At this time, Yang Yufeng, who was outside the house, heard the noise and said anxiously: "I got that for Mrs. Jiang, why did I let her go away?"

Previously, Zhang Yuanmin and Yang Yufeng would go to Dongdagou to pick up the fish when they got up early in the morning, and then share the fish with these families.

Among those miscellaneous fish, there are many small crucian carp that are one finger long from head to tail. In the Northeast, crucian carp is called crucian carp seeds.

Such a small crucian carp is only fried and eaten.

Compared with other cold-water fish in the Northeast, this little crucian carp doesn't rank at all.

Therefore, no one regarded it as a good thing. Yang Yufeng always brine these small crucian carp and put them outside to dry.

In previous years, when the dried fish were ready to dry, Yang Yufeng would put them away. In time for the New Year and festivals, when people came and went (qiě), the dried fish would be put into the pot and fried, which was also a meat dish.

This year, although Yang Yufeng did not dry the dried crucian carp less, after drying, she divided the dried fish into six parts, one for each family, namely the Zhao family, the Li family, the Wang family, the Lin family, the old lady, and her own family.

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When delivering dried fish to the old lady, Yang Yufeng was afraid that the old lady would not have good eyesight, so she specially used needle and thread to thread the dried fish into strings and gave the old lady two strings.

A few days ago, Wang Meilan took Jin Xiaomei and Yang Yufeng to unpack and wash the bedding for the old lady. At night, the sheets and mattress sheets were left to dry in the room, making the room a little damp.

Yesterday, the old lady saw that the dried fish had returned to moisture, so she took it out and hung it under the eaves of the south house to dry, without intending to let Yan Shuli see it.

I don’t know who gave this bitch the face. She walked into the courtyard, took it and ran away. The old lady chased her away, but she didn’t catch her.

"Oh my CTM!" Zhao Jun cursed in a rare way, shouting: "What kind of J8 family can't afford to live?"

"Hey!" When the old lady heard this, she grabbed Zhao Jun's wrist with her left hand, slapped Zhao Jun's forearm with her right hand, and said, "Little one, you can't do this, the kids are all here!"

Zhao Jun glanced into the kang, met the old lady's eyes again, and asked, "Then why didn't you say anything yesterday?"

"Oh..." The old lady sighed, took Zhao Jun's hand, and said, "I didn't think about that anymore when I saw you come back yesterday."

Speaking of this, the old lady looked at Yang Yufeng and said, "It's just that the blind child gave me all the hard work."

"What a day!" Zhao Jun raised his chin and said, "Go find her!"

Zhao Jun said something, and Zhang Yuanmin, Jie Chen, and Li Ruhai started to move one after another. The old lady hurriedly stopped them, and Wang Qiang and others also tried to persuade them.

"Brother, pull it down." Yang Yufeng advised: "Because that stuff will make the villagers laugh at me, so we can't do it. I still have it at home, I'll bring it to Mrs. Jiang when the time comes."

"Sister-in-law! I'm not talking about how many things there are!" Zhao Jun said: "Their family is so special. They come to scratch us one by one! It's not over yet!"

"Okay!" Wang Meilan pushed Zhao Jun to sit down next to the old lady, and also persuaded: "Son, we are not like them. We don't come from good food. They don't eat well. We eat everything in our stomach.
To be continued...