These days, many ducks have been sold one after another, but now there are only more than twenty. Originally, Liu Junhao didn't plan to sell them again, but the villagers wanted to buy them, so naturally they didn't say anything. They just had to make some things in advance. The ducks in his family were wild ducks, but they could fly. Therefore, after getting them back, they had to cut off their wings and spread them out after they were raised, otherwise they would definitely fly back.

Finally, he also made a suggestion that it would be best to buy some duck eggs and let the hens hatch, which is the easiest.

Liu Qiyong was a little confused when he heard that he did not ask to buy an old duck anymore. He wanted to go back and discuss it with his wife first.

Seeing that the time was almost over, Liu Junhao arranged to start cooking lunch. He made a cool schizonepeta for his wife, and he used fried river shrimp to deal with it.

During lunch, Zhang Qian mentioned the wild strawberries on the mountain and said that the thing was ripe, so she asked him to pick some back to squeeze the juice when he was fine in the afternoon.

The strawberries are ripe? Calculate the season, it's about the same time. But what makes Liu Junhao wonder is that his wife has been busy with classes every day and has no time to go up the mountain. Why did she know this before herself?

"When I was in school, I saw some students picking and eating."

No wonder, after hearing her answer, Liu Junhao made a sudden realization.

"What's your expression?" Zhang Qian saw the expression on the old man's face, and thought he was laughing at him as he was greedy, so she reached out to twist him.

"How dare I?" Liu Junhao hurriedly made a promise that he would pick some strawberries in the afternoon.

"By the way, when you go, take more photos, and wait for it to be sent back." Zhang Qian reminded again.

"I know" Liu Junhao nodded in agreement. In fact, even if his wife didn't say it, he had this plan. After all, he was still a volunteer propagandist in the village.

He led Wukong Xiaopi. When he arrived at the place, he realized that he was a little late. Several old men had already picked it by the ditches.

These old people were brought by Mr. Wang last time. After inspecting the environment in Liujiagou, a considerable number of people decided to live here for a while and experience the quiet and comfortable rural life.

In the past, almost all tourists in Liujiagou were young. After learning about Liujiagou's relevant information from the Internet, they came here to relieve the pressure of work and study when they were free. The elderly are different, mainly because they were too lazy to move and were unwilling to travel so far. Their generation basically had the experience of going to the countryside. In their opinion, the countryside was nothing more than that. If they had not seen Mr. Wang's body changes with their own eyes, they would not want to come. After they came, they realized that what they said was true. This is indeed a good place for retirement. Therefore, the ten houses just built in spring were sold out not long after, and they rented them all. Recently, Liu Guangju has organized the second phase of the project. While many elderly people settled down here, they also called their other friends and invited them to come and have fun.

There are only a few friends of the elderly? Recently, there have been more and more elderly people visiting Liujiagou. These elderly people are in groups of three and five, and they are either carrying small stools to sit by the pond to fish; or carrying some small fish to watch birds; or carrying small hoes to search for orchids in the mountains.

Their lives are much more comfortable than young people, and they don’t have to consider going to work at all. They can live as long as they want. There is not enough hotels in the village, so the remaining elderly people are naturally scattered into the farmhouses in the village.

After greeting each other, Liu Junhao did not want to compete with others for wild strawberries, so he turned around and walked towards the south hillside.

It's farther there, but there are more strawberries.

The energy of the spring water is indeed extraordinary. When Liu Junhao saw the wild chrysanthemums all over the mountains, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. When he was digging wild chrysanthemums, he was afraid of digging the land, so he secretly used the spring water to water the rest. Now the wild chrysanthemums on the hillside have grown to twenty or thirty centimeters high, which is obviously much more vigorous than the ones elsewhere. Not only are they, but other weeds are also growing well.

Now the Red Rabbit was so happy that he untied the reins and let them eat grass. As for him and Wukong, they looked around to find wild strawberries. The monkey's eyes were sharp, and it was much faster than the owner's. After a while, he found a large piece of strawberries in the bushes. However, after picking the strawberries, the guy only stuffed them into his mouth and did not throw them into the small basket. In the end, it was too lazy to pick them, and sat directly beside the basket. When the owner was not paying attention, he secretly stretched out his claws and grabbed a few in the basket.

This guy definitely has a lazy tendon on his body. Liu Junhao bounced at his head a few times with amused and cry. Then he asked the monkey to make up for his mistakes and help him pick strawberries.

After picking the small bamboo basket half full, Liu Junhao stopped. Although the strawberries are good, they are not allowed to be put on. Anyway, they always want to eat them on the mountain, so it is better to eat fresh ones.

Thinking of what Zhang Qian told me at noon, he took out his camera and took photos. In April, there were scenery everywhere, and his camera was turned on and he never stopped.

Wukong followed his master for a while, and felt bored, so he turned around and slipped away.

Without this noisy guy, he finally relaxed for a while. Seeing the Red Rabbit eating happily in the grass not far away, Liu Junhao sat on the stone, squinted his eyes and wanted to rest for a while. As a result, before he fell asleep, Wukong suddenly screamed and rushed over from a distance.

He was really worried for a moment. He wanted to scold the monkey, but he found that this guy was very nervous in his face, as if he was hysterical.

What's going on? When the monkey lifted his paws to him, Liu Junhao saw that his furry claws were swollen.

Didn't he bees stung by bees again... It's said that Wukong was stung by the bees in the yard because he stole the earthen honey and stung by the bees in the yard once or twice. It can be said that this guy is quite afraid of bees now and he doesn't dare to climb up to the reed piles at all. What happened this time? Could it be that he was injured by accident?

The monkey screamed around the owner for four or five minutes, and finally came to An, and then pulled him toward the location of the accident. Look at the meaning, it seemed that he wanted Liu Junhao to avenge it.

Although he knew that the bee had already flew away, in order to appease Wukong, he still let this guy lead the way.

Not far away, the guy pointed at a big rock and shouted.

The thing was under the stone... Liu Junhao realized that it was not a bee that stings Wukong. In the stone, it was only a scorpion or a centipede. Although these two things were rare in Daqingshan, they did not mean that they were not. Like toads, the villagers disliked them quite a bit. Toads were a little better, but they were very disgusting, but they were basically no threat to people. Scorpions were different from centipedes. If you were not careful, you would cry and call them to your parents and cry when you were stung by them for a moment. Especially for scorpions, you could not guard against this thing, and even there were many villages. They were in the cracks in the walls, under the pot, in haystacks, and even under the mat.

When he was naughty in the past, Liu Junhao often caught scorpions and stuffed them into his classmates' pencil case. Because of this, he had been scolded by his teacher a lot.

In the early years, the village was poor, and most families built houses with stones on the lower floor and built adobe on top. This kind of house was warm in winter and cool in summer, which was very suitable for scorpions to survive, so there were many scorpions.

It can be said that in the early years, if anyone in the village was stung by a scorpion once or twice a year, he would not say that he was from Liujiagou. Over time, people's bodies developed anti-toxicity. Later, they were stung by scorpions but they could not even get swollen.

Later, someone went to the village to collect scorpions, one cent per cent. The villagers came and mobilized all the young and old in the village, looking for scorpions everywhere with hand lanterns. In half a year, the scorpions in the village dropped sharply, and there was no longer the grand occasion of the past. In the 1990s, the villagers had money and converted adobe houses into brick and tile houses, and the scorpions were completely transferred to the surrounding mountains. Now it is rare to hear that someone was stinged by scorpions.

Whether it is scorpions or centipedes, spring is always when it is very poisonous. No wonder the monkey was stung just now and jumped up and down.

As soon as he lifted two stones, he saw a scorpion with a translucent pipa appearing. This guy probably felt danger, and his two pliers were waving their teeth and claws, as if he wanted to give it to others at any time.

Liu Junhao was about to find two wooden sticks to pick up the scorpion. Who knew that Wukong had already grabbed the stones and hit it hard. The scorpion that was still showing off his might just now was smashed to pieces.

What can this guy do to kill the scorpion? It can be sold for money. But when he thought that the monkey was just stung and had a lot of resentment, he didn't say anything.

It was fine in the afternoon. Liu Junhao thought about it and planned to pick some scorpions on the mountain and get them back for sale. I heard that scorpions cost 100 yuan per pound, but if he could pick half a pound of scorpions in half a day, the harvest would be quite good.

But things were not as easy as he thought. He took nearly an hour and a half to catch more than a dozen scorpions. He used this to sell for less than two yuan. No wonder the villagers didn't go up the mountain to catch scorpions and sold for money. It was not cost-effective at all. At his speed, he could earn five or six yuan by raising stones on the mountain for a long time.

After taking pictures of the scorpions as a souvenir, Liu Junhao planned to throw them away. When he thought that he had spent a lot of time on this, he had the idea of ​​taking the scorpions back to feed the chickens. Although hens don’t like to eat this thing, it is the result of labor in the end, so it’s a pity to throw it away.

Just then, Chitu was full, so he picked up Wukong and stepped onto the horse, and returned home leisurely.

When he arrived at the yard, he turned over and dismounted, slapped the red rabbit twice on the buttocks. The guy honestly entered the horse shed. He threw more than ten scorpions into the can. In order to prevent them from suffocating to death due to hypoxia, Liu Junhao also deliberately nailed several small holes on the cap with iron nails.

After resting for a while, he copied all the photos on the camera to the computer. He looked at it and thought the photos were too single, so he picked some of the freshly picked strawberries, washed them with spring water several times, and then placed them in a porcelain plate to take pictures.

After being a volunteer propagandist in the village for more than a year, Liu Junhao's photography skills have improved a lot, and the photos he took are now becoming more and more beautiful. After the strawberries were washed with spring water, they were covered with some spots of water droplets, making them look red, tender and charming. Not to mention, even if he himself looked at the photo, he felt that he had a lot of saliva in his mouth, and wanted to eat a few strawberries first.

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Chapter completed!