After touching a big fish, Sangbai decided to give himself a vacation, so he decided that in a week, except for the fire on Yundu Building, the company's people should not call themselves.

When she returned to the village, Sangbai started to stroll with Qiuhu in the morning. Not long after she left the house, she met the old men and wives.

"Sangbai, what are you doing?" Someone greeted Sangbai.

Sang Bai said: "After eating, exercise, how many of you are going to dig a hole?"

"What does it mean to dig a pit? Digging a trap!" An old man was a little unhappy.

Sang Bai smiled and said, "Yes, it's a trap!"

This thing has been dug for almost two months, and I don’t know why this trap is so difficult to dig. But then I thought I had nothing to do, so I might as well go and take a look.

"Why should I go and have a look?" Sangbai said.

The old man who was driving reached out and pointed at the rear of the tricycle, so Sang Bai trotted two steps, and his butt was tilted to the lifting board of the wheel next to the carriage and sat down, with his legs hanging in the air.

A group of old men and women lived happily, singing and playing music along the way, and they were like small theater troupes that were walking around the streets. Sang Bai couldn't figure it out. He was obviously going to dig a pit, why did some old men and women carry flutes and erhu with their flutes, as if they were digging a pit?

Sang Bo didn't ask this in his heart.

Several tricycles passed through the small bridge in the village like a snail, climbing back and forth along the folding path of the terraces to the top of the slope. When they reached the top of the slope, the downhill road was a bit difficult to walk. Because it had just rained, the original mud road on the hillside was a little slippery, so it was impossible to take a bus, so everyone changed to following the bus.

Sangbai slowly came to the place before he could hear an old man in front of him shouting excitedly: "Look, everyone, there is stock today!

Sang Bo stretched his head forward curiously, wanting to know what it was.

Before Sangbai could arrive at the edge of the pit, someone sent the news back: three or four wild boars fell from the pit.

Sang Bai couldn't help but think: Is this a blind cat meeting a dead mouse?

Waiting to get closer, Sang Bai discovered that the wild boar in the pit was really quite large, almost twenty pounds, and it was a wild boar that had been around for a long time, and the small breasts on his body had almost faded.

What made Sang the most strange is that the pit was not deep and a few piglets could not crawl out, but if there were big sows to help, a few piglets would definitely be able to come out.

This question arises why the sows don’t help the piglets come out? This situation rarely happens in wild boars. A group of wild boars will try their best to help the piglets get out of trouble.

Sang Bai was thinking about it, and suddenly heard Qiu Huo growling and looking at Qiu Huo's gaze. Sang Bai found a sow on the edge of the forest looking towards this side.

Now Sang Bai understood that it was almost impossible to get along with it. It was not that the sow didn’t want to save it, but that the autumn harvest was coming.

Ordinary wild boars are not too afraid of bears. Especially when there are a whole group of pigs, the guardian boars will protect their families as soon as possible, but the autumn harvest is not ordinary bears. Wild boars also have IQ. When facing the autumn harvest, they have no choice but to run.

So the group of little wild boars that fell into the pit were obviously abandoned by the pigs because of the arrival of autumn harvest.

The old men and ladies didn't know about this. They were now excited to feel that the pit they dug had finally caught the wild boar. The results they had earned in the past two months of hard work naturally made them overjoyed.

Sang Bai couldn't make it clear that it would be better not to do such a slap in the face. The old man finally had fun, but you took out a needle and poked the balloon out. Isn't that arousing hatred?

So Sangbai found a shaded place to stay with Qiushou to prevent the wild boar from rushing over. At the same time, he watched the old men and ladies discuss how to deal with these little wild boars.

"In my opinion, we should raise it and wait until we grow up and take it out to sell it when we grow up." An old man suggested.

This proposal was supported by five or six people.

"How to raise such a big wild boar?" Someone quickly asked a more realistic question.

"Then how to raise something? Just lock it in the pigpen. There are pigpens in the village now. It's not easy to close these little wild boars?"

"Do you know how to raise it?"

"I don't know, but my biology teaching is about checking information!" An old man showed off his profession.

Sang Bai was listening next to him and was so happy.

Raising wild boars? Sang Bai is really not optimistic about these old men and women. The wild boar is so violent that she is not convinced. And there are also big pigs staring at them from afar. If she sees the little pig being taken back to the village, she will definitely think of a way to rescue her baby.

Here, Sanbo doesn't want to mention anything about the gloriousness of his mother's nature, it's just the instinct of the female wild boar.

"Sangbai, what do you think you should do?"

Finally someone remembered that Sang Bai was a local snake, so he asked Sang Bai’s opinion.

Sangbai said: "Such a big wild boar is hard to raise. The wildness has come out. I think it will be slaughtered tonight. You can enjoy the fruits of your own labor."

"have eaten?"

"Well! My suggestion is to eat it. Of course, if you want to sell it, it will be fine. This thing can be sold at the market and it can be sold for some money," said Sang Bai.

I am not very interested in eating wild boar meat, mulberry cypress. This thing is smelly and fishy, ​​and the meat is thicker than that of domestic pigs. Isn’t it fragrant for a good domestic pig?

"It's really hard to raise?" Some old people didn't believe it.

Sang Bai said: "It's really hard to raise. These things are doing everything by tying the door, digging holes and digging the walls, but they just won't stay honestly."

Sang Bai is a fact. In the past, Song Dynasty said that pork was pork and was eaten by inferior people. It was because the meat was tasteful and difficult to raise and was not easy to grow. Later, with the method of slandering pigs, this brought the dishonest pig into a delicious food on the table.

But I don’t know when the days have passed, and now I am proud of eating wild game. It seems that eating wild game is the standard for rich people. It suddenly makes wild boars, wild deer and other things become popular.

Sangbait is not eaten, and the villagers in Liushuzhuang don’t eat it, but they can’t help but fan the fire, saying that eating wild game is good, so everyone followed suit.

When Sang Bo said this, he became a little hesitant, and finally decided to take these little wild boars back first.

When they saw these old men and women going to pick up the wild boars in the pit, they almost scared Sang Bai's soul.

"Stop! You can't go down." Sang Bai immediately stopped the old men who started rolling their sleeves.

Sang Bai has now discovered that this man has a bad habit that he will never change in his life, but he loves to show off his abilities in front of women, even a bunch of old ladies.

You said that you are all in your sixties and seventies, and you have to jump out of the pit to catch wild boars. If you are arched for a while, even if it is not fatal, you will probably have to take a wheelchair in the future.

"Why?"

Sang Bai pointed at the little wild boar and broke the wall of the pit and said, "If they urge you, can you bear it?"

After looking at each other, he asked, "What should I do?"

"I'll do it!"

What are you waiting for if Sang Bo doesn't take action? It's a blessing that he suddenly felt fucked and wanted to come and have a look today, otherwise several old men might have been picked up by a screaming ambulance.

But this seems to be wrong, because if the autumn harvest is not coming, the female wild boar will definitely not come. If the autumn harvest cannot be brought, will the female wild boar be afraid of these old men and women? Why shouldn't she take a few little wild boars away?

Sang Bai didn't think about this problem in depth. Since he wanted to catch a wild boar, he had to start preparing. What should he prepare? Pull the weeds next to him and rub the ropes. There was a rope in the space, but in front of these old senior intellectuals, a big change of rope was made?

Sanbo is not that stupid yet.

Seeing the grinding of the ropes of the mulberry cypress, a group of old men became interested and began to pull the ropes of the mulberry cypress.

Although they are rubbing the ropes, the effect is completely different when they come out. The small rope on the Sangbai side is as thick as a thumb, and it will not break even if it is stretched. The old people rubbed the ropes, let alone stretched them, and they would disperse after holding them in their hands and shook them a few times. They could not tie up the wild boars at all.

"Autumn harvest, drive that thing away"

Sanbo found that the big wild boar was still there, so he gave an order to autumn harvest.

After the autumn harvest order, he shook his four legs and rushed towards the sow. There was still one or two hundred meters away. The wild boar began to escape, turned his head and crawled into the forest and disappeared.

Sang Bai came to the next to the pit with a straw rope and did not enter the pit. He lay directly on the edge of the pit. He reached in and grabbed the ears of a little wild boar and picked it out. Then he quickly tied his legs together, with a group of front legs and hind legs, and used two straw ropes in total.

The tied little wild boar howled, but unfortunately it was only howled. It was already driven away by the autumn harvest and fled.

In just five or six minutes, Sanbai tied up a few wild boars and threw them into the truck.

"Are you still digging a hole? My suggestion is not to come these two days. Maybe the sow will come back again. I may be punished by you when I see you," said Sangbai.

"Is that smart?"

Some old people don't believe it.

People all think that pigs are stupid. People often say that they are stupid like pigs. In fact, pigs are not stupid. Not only are they not stupid but they are quite smart, but they also feel sensitive. Because of their IQ, this thing can also hold grudges.

"Forget it, go back!"

Soon the old people decided to go back.

So the group returned to the village like a third-rate folk art troupe, beating drums and gongs.

Sang Bai had just changed her dirty clothes when she got home and took a shower at the same time. Gu Xiubin appeared in Sang Bai's yard with another old man.

"Are you going to the town?" Gu Xiubin asked.

Sanba was a little confused when he asked: "What am I doing in town?"

Gu Xiubin said: "We are going to go to the town to sell pigs."

Now Sang Bai understood that the old men were going to use themselves as drivers, but when they thought that there were teachers and students in the village besides themselves, there were no one available for them to choose from now.

And I had nothing to do, so I agreed to this matter.
Chapter completed!