He Hao wanted to use more gestures to communicate with Fang Liang. Maybe he knew that the gestures were complicated, but Fang Liang didn't understand the meaning, so he made simple gestures at the appropriate time that could easily express his mood.
That time, Fang Liang loaded a few bullets into the shotgun. He Hao saw it and made the gesture of holding the gun several times in front of Fang Liang. Fang Liang shook his hand, which meant that he could not hold the loaded shotgun. for you.
He Hao looked at him expectantly. He made a gesture and led He Hao along a mountain road leading to the dense forest. When he came to the foot of a tall Masson pine tree, a smell made Fang Liang instinctively look around. It turned out that there was a pile of fresh excrement at the base of the masson pine, and there was still heat on it. Fang Liang carefully identified it and concluded from the shape that it was fox excrement. The fox had pooped it a few minutes ago.
He Hao also stared at the feces. Of course he didn't know what animal left it. Based on many years of hunting experience, Fang Liang estimated that the fox would pass by here on its return journey, so he and He Hao retreated to a clump of banana grass about 20 meters away from the masson pine to take cover. About half an hour later, there was movement in the grass on the other side of the masson pine. Fang Liang noticed it. He stared at it while holding his breath, then looked back at He Hao, and shook his hand, telling him not to move.
The fox jumped out of the bushes. Its gray-brown fur and long tail were like a large pen bulging with white hairs. Sometimes it was raised and sometimes it fell. It did not stand still in one place, but kept stopping. Moving around, as if looking for something. Fang Liang moved the shotgun barrel slowly, not daring to make any noise, because the guy was very clever and would be exhausted if he didn't do it right.
At this time, the shotgun was pointed at the fox, and just as he was about to pull the trigger, it ran away again, went around the back of the masson pine, and got into the grass to sniff. Suddenly, I heard a "squeaking" sound, which meant that I probably caught a mountain rat. Fang Liang guessed so. The fox always made noise behind the masson pine. Fang Liang waited cautiously for the opportunity to shoot, because the masson pine blocked the fox's body, and even if he shot, it would be impossible to hit it. On the contrary, he would be exposed, and the fox would be shot. The prey becomes alert and flees.
He Hao, who was crawling beside Fang Liang, could clearly see the fox jumping over him. He kept complaining in his heart why Fang Liang didn't pull the trigger, so he couldn't wait to reach out and pull the trigger of the shotgun, "Bang" With a sound, a bullet burst out quickly and unintentionally with a burst of fire.
It's over, it's over. Fang Liang kept barking, and before the echoes of shotgun blasts in the valley disappeared, the fox ran away without a trace. Fang Liang looked dissatisfied at He Hao who stood up from the banana bush. He Hao was lucky enough to think he had hit the fox. He quickly jumped to the masson pine to look for it, but there was nothing there, only those spreading like tigers in the road. thorns.
Fang Liang was a little angry, so he picked up the shotgun and left. After walking a few steps, he felt uneasy and turned to pull He Hao and asked him to go down the mountain. He Hao searched in vain for a while and was very disappointed. He kicked the pile of fox dung at the base of the masson pine several times as if he was angry. He also realized that Fang Liang was unhappy. He glanced at Fang Liang's face, which was full of clouds. He lowered his head knowingly and walked out of the forest with Fang Liang.
Fang Liang was a little annoyed with him, and was still complaining in his mind: This guy is dumb and stupid. If he didn't expect the orphanage to give him some monthly care fees, I wouldn't accept him. Fang Liang glanced at him from time to time and found that he was full of desire to play with the shotgun. In this case, let him fiddle with it. Fang Liang handed the unloaded shotgun to He Hao. He Hao was quite good. He took the shotgun and opened the chamber to see that it was empty. He spread his index finger and thumb and waved it in front of Fang Liang. For a moment, it pointed to the chamber again.
Fang Liang realized that it was better to ask him to load the bullet. Fang Liang shook his head and said there were no bullets. In fact, he still had a few bullets in the leather bag tied around his waist, but he didn't want to give them to him, because it would be unsafe to give real bullets, and it would be unreasonable to act on impulse. If something goes wrong, who would be responsible? But you have to let him fire a few shots! How could he learn to hunt unless he was allowed to play for real a few times?
Fang felt conflicted in his conscience, and suddenly thought of a foolproof strategy, so he took He Hao to the town to buy anesthetic bullets. Once the anesthetic bullets are loaded, even if they accidentally go off and hit someone, they will not be fatal. For safety reasons, Fang Liang taught him how to load anesthetic bullets and gave him the shotgun.
At that time, it was still early, so He Hao picked up the shotgun with a smile on his face. He made several gestures repeatedly towards the forest. Fang Liang understood that he was going to use this shotgun loaded with anesthetic bullets to go into the forest and wait for the man. An escaped fox. Fang Liang had no hope for him, but he also considered: If He Hao uses an anesthetic bullet to hit the fox, the fox will only fall down but not die. If the anesthetic loses its effectiveness after a while, the fox will stand up and run away. . Fang Liang didn't want to accompany him on the hunt, so he went into the forest and pulled some kudzu vines to He Hao. He Hao didn't understand, so Fang Liang started to bind animals. He finally understood, picked up the shotgun, nodded to Fang Liang, and left alone. Dive into the gloomy jungle.
Fang Liang was still sulking about He Hao. When he got home at night, his wife asked him why he didn't see He Hao. He said: That guy is dumb and stupid. I took him to the woods and saw a fox that was about to hit the muzzle of my shotgun. At the critical moment, he was not calm and grabbed my hand to pull the trigger while I was not paying attention. As a result, the fox missed and ran away. Do you think it is annoying or not? His wife stopped talking, and when eating dinner, he mentioned how good it was. Fang Liang said that he didn't care, as he expected that he would not die from hunger all night!
His wife was very concerned about him and asked him where he was. Fang Liang said that he went into the forest with a shotgun loaded with anesthetic bullets and waited and chased the fleeing fox. He was really delusional. He had the ability to hunt the fox, and I convinced him.
If He Hao is alone in the woods, nothing will happen to him, right? If something happens and you are responsible, it is not easy to report it to the welfare home. My wife felt uneasy and scolded her from time to time. Fang Liang still emphasized: There is no problem. I was originally worried that he would accidentally injure people when he used the shotgun. Now the hunting rifle is filled with anesthetic bullets. I just let him practice. If I don’t let him practice, he will not learn the key points of hunting. . The couple chatted for a while about He Hao's good things. It was already late at night and He Hao had not yet returned. He Hao usually lives next door to Fang Liang and his wife's bedroom, and there is a connecting door, but since He Hao came, that door was closed. The house is connected to the corridor and there is a door that can be entered from the outside. There is only one door panel with door catches inside and outside, which means that it can be bolted on the inside and locked on the outside. It is said that He Hao should be equipped with a special lock, Fang Liang Seeing that he was mute and could be careless, he was not given a lock.
That night, Fang Liang entered the house through the bedroom door and opened the latch so that he could come back and sleep late at night. Fang Liang returned to the bedroom and fastened the latch on the door connected to it, but he always paid attention to the noise in the room over there, making it difficult to fall asleep.
