Suddenly, there was a whooshing sound, like a blast of wind. When he looked intently, the gray-winged bird flew in from nowhere. It was hugging the nest with its claws and holding a white meat insect in its mouth. The chicks inside were so sensitive that they rushed out from the nest opening. The three heads all opened their bright yellow sharp beaks and screamed, as if saying to the mother bird: I want to eat, I want to eat.
Li Gui took the opportunity to pull the trigger, and with a "bang" sound, the shotgun that had been aimed at the target burst out with a ball of sparks. The poor gray-winged bird had not yet fed any food in its mouth to any of the chicks that were waiting to be fed. Fell under the locust tree.
The bird's nest was also hit, and broken branches and grass strands flew like explosions in the forest along with the speeding bullets.
When the gunfire stopped, Li Gui went to pick up the loot. He came under the acacia tree and picked up the dead gray-winged bird. A bullet penetrated its belly and came out from its back, leaving a hole as big as a little finger, which was bleeding.
He picked it up, weighed it, and said to himself: With the hair removed, there are only two taels. It won't be a problem to get a few pieces of roasted bird meat.
He took a step inadvertently, and there was a layer of dead leaves under his feet. He suddenly heard the sound of a squawking sound. It was a baby bird that had fallen from the nest. It was standing on his toes with its bright yellow beak pointing upward, maybe it was... When it heard the sound of dead leaves being stepped on, it thought its mother had brought food, so it became so excited to eat.
Li Gui glanced at it. Its open mouth had not been closed for a long time, and it was filled with bright red.
At this time, Li Gui took out a roll of slender wire from the hole of his clothes, found the end, and passed it through the wound of the gray-winged bird like a needle.
Then he picked up a baby bird that was like a ball of flesh that had not yet grown hair. The baby bird opened its mouth again, thinking that its mother was feeding it. Unexpectedly, a piece of wire passed through its butt and came out of its mouth. The poor chick died instantly and lay naked on the wire, becoming a neighbor of its mother's corpse.
Li Gui looked up and saw that only half of the bird's nest on the black locust tree was empty. There was no chick on it. He felt that two chicks had also fallen, so he bent down and looked down, and saw half a bird's eggshell hanging on a thorn bush, which was still trembling with the wind.
He took a step forward and saw a baby bird falling at the root of the thorn through the gap between the thorns. He stretched out his hand to catch it. The baby bird opened its mouth and squawked at first, thinking it was the mother bird coming to feed him.
But at this moment, in Li Gui's eyes, it was just a raw material that could be used to make barbecue. Like the first one, he strung it up with wire. The difference was that the wire was passed through the mouth, not the butt. Instead of coming out from its abdomen, this was caused by excessive force.
One movement of this young bird stuck in Li Gui's mind. That was when he inserted the wire into its mouth. It thought it was delicious and opened its mouth so wide that it could not even stretch out. The long orange-yellow pipe can be seen clearly.
It will become a barbecued bird, and it will appear a fragrant and attractive tender yellow color, with some parts even having a burnt smell.
Li Gui imagined this, which aroused his interest in bird hunting even more. In Li Gui's mind, another baby bird has fallen. He looked around again, walking around among the thorns
He didn't find anything in the past, so he checked 10 meters away from the black locust tree. He found a baby bird lying on a bush eight meters away opposite the gray-winged bird he shot. He happily walked over and took a closer look. , the chick's beak is still moving, but it is already dying.
Its eyes were closed and it was about to die. It was estimated that the chick was knocked so far away by the mother bird who was shot.
Li Gui grabbed it, picked up the wire and passed it through its mouth. The wire head just came out of its butt hole.
When he opened its mouth, he found that there was a long worm in its throat that had not been swallowed.
This is what the mother bird feeds the baby bird! It's a pity that this little bird died before it was eaten.
From then on, Li Gui continued to hunt birds and gave them to Li Fu to make barbecue. The barbecue dipped in pepper, chili powder and other condiments was fragrant and could maintain a long-lasting selling point. This has become a good source of income for Li Gui's family.
But later Li Gui stopped doing this kind of business. That was because his two children both suffered from a strange disease when they were 9 years old. They could not be diagnosed in the rural hospital. They were sent to the county hospital for examination, and they were still drowsy. The two children, who were listless and with fever all over their bodies, were diagnosed with avian influenza and were placed in isolation at that time.
A doctor wearing a white coat and a mask asked Li Gui, do you two children often deal with birds or eat bird meat that contains germs?
Li Gui stood at the isolation window, turned around and was stunned for a while before answering: I feel embarrassed to say this. My family has a bird and game barbecue stall, and I have been doing this kind of business on the street for many years. Naturally, my two children also often eat bird meat barbecue.
Li Gui also wore a mask, and the mask moved when he spoke, like a bug crawling inside.
Before he finished speaking, the doctor shook his fist and said firmly: For this reason, you must stop buying and selling birds and game meat for barbecue.
As soon as my two children became ill, I stopped that kind of business. Li Gui told the truth.
How did you first know that the child's illness was related to eating barbecued bird meat? the doctor asked again.
Both children made strange sounds, like miserable bird calls, so I guessed that the children's illness was related to eating bird meat for barbecue. As Li Gui spoke, he frowned and walked around the hall. Seeing the doctor walking away, he followed up and asked, "Hey, you have to do your best to treat my two children!"
The doctor looked back: Can we not try our best? However, whether it can be cured or not depends on God’s will.
After saying that, the doctor left with his hands behind his back. Li Gui wanted to hear this, but was afraid of hearing this. To put it more seriously, your two children with bird flu were quarantined and their lives were at risk.
Perhaps due to excessive pressure, Li Gui felt extremely tired, his eyes blinking and appearing sleepy, but this was an empty hall, where was the place to sleep? Even if he could sleep, where could he sleep?
Restless, he seemed to hear strange bird calls, which seemed to be condemning him: You, a bird hunter, will not die well. Now the souls of us birds have gathered together to take revenge. We will start with your two children and peck them to death, leaving you alone and old. Living will be more uncomfortable than death.
Li Gui realized something and said involuntarily: No! I can no longer hunt birds, can't you forgive my two children?
It's too late for you to regret now. Think about it, how many birds were killed by your shotgun? You alone deserve to die! This sound seems to have been lingering in my ears.
