Sweat! I'm a Mountain Ranger, Not a Zoo Keeper

In the northernmost part of China, the Greater Khingan Mountains. Meng Fei, suffering from a terminal illness, gained a live-streaming system that would extend his life. To survive, Meng Fei return...

Chapter 15: Fishing and shrimping delays the harvest

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For a time, the live broadcast room was filled with complaints.

Meng Fei chuckled, held his phone in front of him, rolled up his trouser legs, and went down to the river to catch shrimps.

Meng Fei couldn't help but shiver as soon as his feet entered the water.

In May in Northeast China, the mountain spring water is still very cold.

Meng Fei carefully lifted up a stone, and saw two crickets, one big and one small, leisurely talking about love.

Seeing their home being raided, the two crickets were about to escape when they were caught by Meng Fei's big hands.

"Hey, you still want to run? No way!"

Meng Fei lifted up another stone, and there was also a cricket underneath, but it was too small, so Meng Fei gently put the stone back on.

Taking the big and leaving the small is a rule that every mountain herder must abide by. They cannot ask for too much and cannot kill the goose that lays the golden eggs.

All these years, Meng Fei has never forgotten.

About ten minutes later, Meng Fei had caught about three or four pounds of crickets.

"We've gained a lot today! It should be enough to cook two dishes." Meng Fei was delighted.

Seeing Meng Fei catching the pigs so enthusiastically, the little piglets seemed to have forgotten what had happened to their companions and jumped into the water one after another.

Suddenly, water splashed everywhere and the little piglets began to chase and play, having a great time in the shallows.

Meng Fei smiled knowingly, recalling the time when he was a child playing in the river and his grandfather standing on the shore with a kind face.

At that time, everything was simple and happy, and I didn’t have to think about anything.

Just like these little wild boars.

The river water was soon muddied by the piglets' playfulness. Although the water was muddy, it did not affect the play of these little guys at all.

Meng Fei sat on the shore and watched quietly.

The early spring sunshine shines through the gaps in the leaves, onto the clear stream, creating patches of golden light.

The little pigs are playing and their chubby and wet bodies look particularly cute in the sunshine.

Some of the little pigs were flapping in the water, splashing crystal water.

Some were chasing and playing on the shore, and their cheerful calls echoed by the stream.

The sunshine, the stream, and the piglets together form a beautiful scene full of vitality and vigor.

[Wow~ This picture is so beautiful, is this a fairyland? ]

[Love it, love it, the anchor is really so happy. 】

[If this were submitted to a photography competition, it would definitely win first place! ]

[I remember my hometown was like this when I was a kid, but later the village was gradually developed, and the small river at the entrance of the village has now become smelly.]

[Yeah...I miss it so much.]

At this moment, Meng Fei was staring at the beautiful scenery in a daze.

At this moment, Meng Fei discovered that several fish were floating in the river.

Lying down with belly facing upwards.

"Haha, great, one more dish!"