Surviving in the Big Mountains: 1984

Wang Tianxiao is reborn thirty years ago, the day before his eldest son's birth.

In temperatures below minus twenty degrees, his heavily pregnant wife clutches their three-year-old daught...

Chapter 66 Buying Coal

Although the mountain road was steep, the Honda 125's powerful engine made it easy to climb the hills even with some loads, which helped him a lot.

Without this vehicle, I don't know how I would have brought all this stuff up here.

Upon arriving at the depot, he first went over to let the dogs out. Having been confined all day, the dogs could no longer contain their excitement and rushed to act cute in front of Wang Tianxiao, drooling all over him and almost knocking him to the ground.

On the contrary, the fawn lay calmly in the corner, chewing on hay with relish.

It's unfair to it.

This fawn, so big, was still nursing and not really ready to eat grass, but it had strayed from the herd. Wang Tianxiao could manage to get some milk for the two kittens, but he didn't have the means to nurse a deer.

Wang Tianxiao temporarily closed the door, then opened the middle door and placed all the luggage on the kang (heated brick bed) inside, and also let the two leopard cats out.

Let them move around on the ground for a while.

The two kittens, true to their nature as children of the mountains, immediately perked up their ears upon smelling the mountain air, appearing quite excited.

Wang Tianxiao cannot let them go out directly for the time being. They need to be trained slowly to return to nature and at least have the ability to hunt.

If they go out like that, they won't be able to hunt prey; they'll be the prey themselves.

After a night, the deer and the dog's room had become a bit smelly. The dog was alright; it wouldn't poop or pee anywhere, but the deer had no sense of hygiene. Wang Tianxiao cleaned the room and put fresh hay in for the deer.

When he went to the edge of the mountain ridge to take out the trash, he found some small blackish-purple droppings scattered on the road, which looked a lot like sheep droppings.

Considering that there could be no sheep here, and there are no wild sheep in this mountain, Wang Tianxiao was basically certain that it was deer droppings.

Judging from the size of the droppings, it is an adult deer, and should be the fawn's mother.

The wooden door had been knocked over, and now the fawn was locked in the warehouse. Not only was there an iron door, but there were also three patrol dogs inside. The mother dared not go any closer, but she was still unwilling to give up on her child.

Therefore, I often linger here on the mountain ridge.

Wang Tianxiao stood on the mountain ridge, looking into the distance. The mountains were shrouded in mist, and he had no idea where the deer was hiding.

He had already made up his mind that, no matter what, he had to get rid of the deer. After his second child was born and his wife was settled, he would go and search for the deer's whereabouts.

After cleaning the deer's storage room, he went to the kitchen to boil water, scalded dog food for the three dogs, and shared a cooked rabbit with them.

These dogs need to eat some meat, otherwise they won't have enough strength and won't be able to handle things.

They are used to eating cooked food from a young age and do not like to eat raw meat, so when Wang Tianxiao hunts something outside, he will not feed it to them raw, but will bring it back and cook it for them.

Raw meat has its advantages, but the dogs won't eat it, and there's nothing the dog can do about it. After all, these dogs weren't originally bred as hunting dogs; they're more like ordinary domestic dogs.

Of course, their fighting ability is also much weaker than that of ordinary hunting dogs.

Real hunting dogs eat raw meat from a young age, which gives them a craving for blood and makes them more ferocious; they are essentially carnivores.

If we are to take them hunting frequently in the future, we will need to cultivate their fighting spirit and it will be imperative to gradually feed them raw meat.

The fawns also need supplemental feed, which is a powder made of cornmeal and oil residue, along with some vegetable leaves, to ensure they get enough nutrition.

Of course, this is only a basic guarantee. To truly raise deer, the required concentrated feed needs to be specially formulated.

Deer are animals that are very susceptible to disease and die easily. If they don't pay attention to their nutrition, their immune system will not be able to be guaranteed.

After busying myself with all that, it got dark again.

He had originally planned to go to the mountains to collect the cages, but it seems he doesn't have the time now.

So I simply ignored it.

I'm really tired.

He is all alone now, and sometimes he feels overwhelmed and like he doesn't have enough time.

The only people who could help him were his two younger brothers. He didn't want Wang Tiancheng to get too involved in these matters, as his fifth brother's future didn't lie in the mountains.

Wang Tianxin could come with him, but unfortunately he's still studying and will have to finish junior high at least.

His wife's health was such that she couldn't help him.

I'm not comfortable asking anyone else for the time being.

After thinking it over, I realized that I could only work hard in the early stages.

He then took a broom and dustpan and swept all the rooms, paying particular attention to the rooms with kang beds, carefully cleaning up the cobwebs in the corners.

Then the entire kang (heated brick bed) was heated again.

These kang beds have been uninhabited for a long time, and the dampness has seeped into the boards. They need to be burned for several days to completely remove the cold.

After finishing everything, he took out his watch and checked the time; it was already past 10 p.m.

He checked the deer's water and food again, put out goat milk and some chopped cooked rabbit meat for the two kittens, closed the door, and then breathed a sigh of relief. He sat on a boulder on the ridge in front of the station, looking at the dark mountain peaks.

The mountain nights are filled with the calls of many birds, but for some reason, he felt a sense of peace. So he lay down on the cold stone and stared at the starry sky for a while.

a long time.

He got up, blew out the kerosene lamp, locked the door, and roared off down the mountain on his motorcycle.

Early the next morning, Wang Tianxiao got off the bed.

He helped his wife heat the kang (a heated brick bed), kissed his daughter's warm little face, and went out in the morning light.

The coal I was eyeing yesterday needs to be brought back today as soon as possible.

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