After the children cooperated with each other, they caught the mouse again.
Lin Rui could remain calm when talking about cockroaches, but when it came to rats, he wished he could stay a thousand miles away. When he was a child in his hometown, there was an elderly man in the village who was paralyzed and only cared for by his children every few days. His calves were so scarred by rats that his screams could be heard every night.
At that time, the villagers thought he was sick and in pain. But when they lifted the quilt covering him when he was dying, they found that his body had been bitten by rats and there was not a single piece of good flesh left.
Unfortunately, the young Lin Rui was among the adults and saw the old man who died in a miserable way. He was so thin that his bones were visible, but his eyes were wide open, as if he died with his eyes open.
His bed had become a rat's nest. Nests of newborn, eye-popping little mice, as small as chubby balls, were swept out with brooms by villagers who were holding a funeral. After being picked up, they were thrown into the duck pen to feed the ducks.
From then on, Lin Rui developed a mental obsession with rats. When he was working, he would rather pay an extra thousand yuan in rent to stay away from basements and old neighborhoods where rats were most likely to appear. This act of spending money was very effective. Even after he had his own house, he never encountered a rat again.
However, after traveling back to ancient times and coming to the Lin family, he and his family members hid in the mountains for more than 20 days before finally encountering this fat rat!
"Uncle, you are afraid of mice! You are so timid!" Xiao Mu put his hands on his hips and smiled heartlessly.
Mrs. Lu stepped forward and grabbed her son's ear and said, "You little bastard, how dare you scare your uncle like this? I'll beat you to death!" After saying that, she picked up a branch on the ground and hit Mu Tou on the butt without any hesitation.
The wood that was hit dodged repeatedly: "Grandpa, grandma, save me!"
Feng Zhenniang was still worried about her grandson, so she stopped her daughter-in-law and pressed her grandson's shoulders: "Don't do this again in the future. Look, your uncle's face has turned pale because of you."
Lin Changxi also shouted, "Go and apologize to your uncle!"
Little Wood obediently walked up to Lin Rui and said, "Uncle, I didn't mean to do that. I didn't know you were so afraid of mice. When I was a kid, you even took me to dig out a mouse's nest..."
The original owner had done this before! Lin Rui suddenly felt that his hands, which had dug out a rat's nest, were not clean. How could the original owner be so shabby!
How could he, an adult, argue with his nephew, a half-grown child? He smiled bitterly and waved his hands: "Uncle was just frightened by the sudden incident. But next time, don't put these rats and reptiles in front of me."
"Yeah." Mu Tou and Niu Niu both nodded obediently.
Lin Changshou took a look at the "rat" in the bamboo basket in Dunzi's arms and said in surprise: "This is not a rat!"
Lin Changhe walked over and took a look: "Hey, it really isn't!"
If it wasn't a mouse, what was it? That long, shiny tail gave Lin Rui goosebumps.
"Uncle San, if this isn't a mouse, then what is it?" He glanced at the bamboo basket in Dunzi's arms, which Dunzi was still holding tightly like a treasure.
Lin Changhe replied, "This is a mountain rat. It likes to eat bamboo and grass stems. We call it a bamboo rat here. It's much larger than ordinary rats and tastes very good. The big restaurants in town buy this kind of game all year round, and it's very easy to sell."
Mountain rat, bamboo rat, aren’t they still rats!
He thought he was very averse to eating this kind of thing, but after the bamboo rat was stewed into soup at noon, he also got a bowl. At the strong invitation of his uncle and third uncle, he tasted it and found it was really delicious.
Lin Changtai sipped his soup and smacked his lips. “When I went to the Yuelai Inn in town to deliver mountain products, I saw people in the kitchen who specialized in eating live rats!”
His wife, Chen Mei, frowned, puzzled. "How do you eat a live rat? Don't you pluck its hair? Then you'll have a mouthful of hair. And you eat it without cutting it open? Then the feces and urine inside will be filthy, won't it?"
Lin Changtai rolled his eyes at the woman. "What are you talking about? How can a restaurant let its guests eat this? They're eating baby rats. What are baby rats? They're the ones born before their eyes and hair have grown. They put a few baby rats on a plate with a sauce. They call this dish 'Three Squeaks'."
"Three? Which three?"
Everyone was so captivated by Lin Changtai's story that they didn't even ask. Lin Rui had also heard of this dish, which had been banned in modern times due to its cruel way of eating. Unexpectedly, Sanzhi also appeared in Lin Chao's dishes. It turns out that no matter what time and space, people's pursuit of food is always very curious.
Lin Changtai enjoyed everyone's inquiring eyes: "It's not three, it's three squeaks. One squeak when you pick it up with chopsticks, one squeak when you dip it in sauce, and one squeak when you put it in your mouth and bite it. That's called three squeaks."
"Oh my god, this is so cruel! It would be better to just stomp him to death."
"After all, it's still a mouse. In our Linjia Village, every household can eat half a full meal, so who would want to eat this thing?"
"What do you think of the nobles in the city? They treat mice as treasures. But if they came to our country, you'd find rat nests everywhere in the barn. If they wanted to eat anything, Sanzhi would make them vomit."
"Tsk tsk, you don't want to eat the good things people have, but you have to compete with chickens, ducks and geese for food."
Everyone was talking animatedly, using the three squeaks as an excuse to eat the two small pieces of bamboo rat meat that were distributed in their bowls. The little wild boar was digging around where everyone was eating, trying to eat the leftovers that fell on the ground.
Their fur is light grey with some white spots, very similar to common wild boars, unlike their mother who has black fur.
When I was eating a black python some time ago, I threw the remaining snake bones to them after gnawing on the meat. They ate the bones to supplement calcium. In addition, wild boars have a super digestive stomach, so they ate the bones with great oiliness.
Every day, when the children from each family take the little wild boar to forage nearby, they would talk to it in childish words, hoping that the little wild boar would grow up quickly so that they could eat its meat.
After finishing their meal and taking a short rest, Zhao Qing got up about half an hour later, yawned, and patted Lin Rui and San Liang on the shoulders: "Lin Rui, San Liang, wake up, it's time to work!"
Lin Rui didn't fall asleep at all. He was lying there thinking about all sorts of things. When he heard his brother-in-law's call, he immediately got up.
Lin Changxi gave the hatchet and axe to Lin Rui and the other two men: "Your uncle Changshou found a stream ahead. The water bags and water tanks at home are full of water, and the water in the puddles is dirty. Let's cut some bamboo and use bamboo tubes to prepare more."
"Okay!" Lin Rui looked at the fires lit by each family in the camp, and put the iron pot on the fire to boil the rainwater collected before.
Thanks to Lin Zijun's last episode of vomiting and diarrhea, everyone now has a phobia about drinking raw water directly, for fear of getting infected. They have also developed the habit of boiling water, letting it cool, and drinking it.
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