As the saying goes: It’s easy to go up a mountain, but hard to go down!
It took some effort to get down to the foot of the mountain, but fortunately the mountain was not high, and it was only noon to reach the bottom.
The foot of the mountain is the same as the mountain. It is full of stones. It cannot be said that there is no grass growing, but there is not much grass. After turning over a few stones, Xiao Han originally thought about catching a few scorpions to replenish his weak body, but he did not know whether it was the bad environment or time. No, there's not even a watermelon worm under the stone.
This was a bit disappointing. As soon as I straightened my back, I heard something cooing on the empty grass mat in front of the mountain. The voice was very familiar. Xiao Han's eyes lit up when he heard it, and the horse ran into the meadow without even thinking about it. .
"Drink! There's another dish for lunch!"
The grass here is a bit high, reaching up to the knees, but it doesn't matter. I quietly greeted Xiaodong Lengzi. The two of them immediately understood each other, handed the reins to Zhang Qiang, and headed towards the place where the noise was made, one on the left and the other on the right. .
"Huh..." Lunzi bent over and called out in the grass. He didn't see anything, but a piece of mud hit him next to him, almost startling him.
"Who? What are you doing? You scared me to death!" The idiot slapped his chest and turned around to shout.
Lao Qiu chuckled from behind: "You fool, are you driving a donkey?"
"You want to take care of it? I've never chased chickens..."
Xiaodong heard what was happening here on the other side. As soon as he looked up, he saw a colorful and beautiful object flying forward.
"Pheasant!" Xiao Han saw this thing flying forward, shouted, and rushed forward. Naturally, Xiaodong and Lengzi were not willing to lag behind. They did not care about scolding Lao Qiu and followed Xiao Han closely. A rush.
Lao Qiu was riding a horse from a distance behind, watching the three teenagers chasing the pheasant like crazy, laughing so hard that he almost couldn't breathe. The two-legged one wanted to chase the two-winged one, it was just a daydream...
Sure enough, after running wildly for a while, the three brothers felt like stars were in their eyes and their legs were shaking. The pheasant that was supposed to be cooked was still two or three feet in front of them, looking at it through the sparse grass with their heads tilted. Three brothers in distress...
"Huh... Mr. Hou, I... I can't run anymore..." Lunzi gasped and sat down on the grass. He didn't want to eat chicken anymore, so he picked up the water bag he brought with him and put it in his mouth. Watering...
Xiao Han was also panting heavily, hunched over, with his hands on his knees, looking at the pheasant hatefully, this thing is so hateful, it will run if you run, it will stop if you stop, forever Not far in front of you, as if I'm teasing you...
"Ma Dan, stop arresting me. When my army arrives, I will pull out all your grass and burn your nest!"
Xiaodong, who had not wanted to run away for a long time, heard that Xiao Han had given up and lay down on the ground to take a rest...
It was almost the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I didn’t feel sad anymore when the sun was shining on my face. After finally catching my breath, the three of them helped each other and walked back. The damn pheasant was still following them, cooing from time to time. After a few screams, the three of them were upset. When Xiao Han got angry, he couldn't help but rush back to chase after him. Xiaodong, the fool, looked at each other with a grimace and had to catch up quickly. Mr. Hou had never seen a pheasant in his life. Bar……
Not to mention, Xiao Han had seen the pheasant on TV, but he had never seen it with his own eyes alive... Finally, after chasing the pheasant to an ancient road, the three of them gave up completely, lying on the side of the road and running away even after being beaten to death. Stop moving and let that damn chicken crow on the ancient road!
The soil on the ancient road was a bit hard. Xiaodong forced himself to raise his head, looked around, and weakly said to Xiao Han next to him: "Master Marquis...where are we? Did we get lost..."
Xiao Han closed his eyes, feeling his chest burning, and replied angrily: "It's a shame to run, we can only run three miles at most. Hey, I'm exhausted. When I was in school, I ran a marathon much farther than this. Not so tired!”
"Marathon?" The idiot turned over with great effort, came over and asked, "What is it, a dish made of horse meat?"
"Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat! If you want to eat meat, go and catch this chicken!"
"Uh...I can't run away from it..."
"If you can't run away, why don't you throw rocks at him?!" Xiaodong laughed angrily at the idiot and gave him an idea.
But when the fool heard it, it made sense. Since he couldn't run away, why not hit him with stones?
After turning over, the fool picked out a stone from the roadside and was about to throw it at it.
The stone was thrown, but something was faster than the stone...
An arrow flew over the heads of several people like lightning, and shot toward the pheasant who was performing a golden rooster independence performance.
Before the poor pheasant could put down its legs in a hurry, the arrow penetrated its body directly. It fluttered on the ground a few times and it looked like it was going to die.
"Okay, the chicken is finally dead!"
The fool looked at it and lay down again. He didn't even have the strength to pick it up.
Lao Qiu and Zhang Qiang Shi Ran emerged from the grass on horseback. Zhang Qiang looked down at the three people who were like dead dogs, and couldn't help but laugh: "Tsk, tsk, tsk... I'm really strong, get up and keep running~"
Xiao Han gave Zhang Qiang a weak look, forced himself to sit up straight, and said to him: "You two are so boring. We are having fun in the countryside, catching fish, catching shrimps, and chasing rabbits. It's so poetic. It's better for you to knock him down with one arrow, like It’s like missing a chicken!”
Hearing Xiao Han forcefully try to find reasons for himself, Zhang Qiang said with a smile: "That's okay, you don't need it, I do. Lao Qiu and I will drink this chicken, and you can eat the biscuits we brought."
"How dare you two!"
The three of them stared angrily!
"Hahahaha..." Lao Qiu and Zhang Qiang laughed loudly, causing many foraging birds to hover in the air.
Perhaps in the open land where the sky is high, people's hearts are somewhat heroic, or perhaps they are influenced by Xiao Han. Throw away the troublesome things and feel yourself begin to sublimate.
Now that we have the chicken, how to make it is a question. Due to the charred fish incident last time, Xiaodong and Lengzi finally persuaded Xiao Han to stop. If they bake this chicken, the result is probably that this hateful and pitiful chicken will be eaten. Free cremation…
When going out, no one will bring an iron pot with them, so the desire to drink chicken soup is unsatisfied.
Look at this wilderness, there is no one home, five people are starting to worry around a fat chicken.
"How about roasting it? Be careful this time..." Zhang Qiang tugged at the feathers of the chicken, feeling that if he kept waiting, the chicken would stink...
"I think it's okay!" Xiao Han responded, stood up, and the yellow mud on his body fell down. He slapped it impatiently a few times, and the yellow mud on one hand was sticky. Looking at the mud on his hand, Xiao Han The eyes slowly lit up!
"Yes!" Xiao Han shouted, almost frightening Zhang Qiang who was turning over the pheasants and fell into the mud!
"What's the matter?" Several people gathered around and asked.
Xiao Han rubbed the mud in his hands, his eyes brightened up, and he said mysteriously: "Why did I forget about the beggar's chicken? I have wanted to eat it since I was a child. I didn't expect that today the right time, place and people are all here, and I can finally fulfill my childhood dream." Got it!"
(I really wish I could go back to my childhood, where I could catch grasshoppers, chase pheasants, and steal sweet potatoes. Such happy days. Unfortunately, I can never go back. This is just a tribute to our lost youth.)
