Chapter 288 Releasing the Mountain
On August 20th, school started, and Zhou Qinglan led Chen Feng to register for the first grade at Qianchuan Primary and Secondary School. Chen Feng officially became a first-grade student.
Chen Feng has changed a lot in the past half month he has been at the Sheng family's house.
The child, who used to be skinny and small, now has a fuller face, a rosier complexion, and his eyes are no longer cautious but more open and lively.
The shaved head I used to have in the provincial capital has grown short stubble, and it looks much better than before.
Everyone in the forest farm knows that Chen Feng is a relative of the Sheng family.
With the Sheng family protecting him, those who gossip can only talk behind his back; no one dares to say anything to Chen Feng's face.
The school was aware of Chen Feng's special circumstances, and the principal specifically instructed the first-grade homeroom teacher to pay close attention to him and prevent other children from bullying him.
So Chen Feng wasn't really ostracized at school and went to school happily every day.
After the start of the school year, Sheng Xitai entered the fourth grade.
Zhou Qinglan, who was five months pregnant, did not take leave to rest at home and continued to work as a fourth-grade homeroom teacher while pregnant.
The seven men each filled a bowl with noodles and ate it with pancakes. They ate a cold meal without eating or drinking, and then went back to their shack to sleep.
This big tiger mainly nurses, but if you cut the meat into large pieces, it can eat it all up.
“Dad, he’s done mountain climbing before, so it’ll be helpful for you to go.”
Something happened that night. On the morning of the seventh day, after carefully eating something, Wang Leqing, along with his father and two younger brothers, lined up behind the shack and quietly called out to each other.
"It's the peak season for newcomers, and we're both beginners. Let's just say we're incredibly lucky and see what we encounter."
Sheng Liancheng had no choice but to refuse.
They had just retreated from the woods, and it had been seventy minutes. They were still on their way to where Sheng Liancheng wanted to go when they suddenly heard Wang Leqing shout.
There aren't many rules for hiking. One thing is that the number of people doesn't have to be an odd number, but rather an even number, especially two people who can hike back together.
Wang Leqing was too worried. All eight of his sons were going to graze in the mountains. What if something happened to them?
Even though we, Wang Leqing and others, had no experience in mountain climbing, we had heard about it from others while living in the forest area.
At this time of year, the forest farm has no production tasks, and most people are resting, going into the mountains to do side jobs such as digging for medicinal herbs.
So when her son said that, Sheng Xi'an fell silent.
On the morning of April 77th, the seven members of the Sheng family pushed a railway cart, loading it with luggage, rice, pots, pans, and other household items.
That's like hunting in the mountains. Eight young men come down from the mountain. Does that seem reliable?
Sheng Liancheng had no intention of raising this tiger for the rest of his life, only to release it back into the wild when it got a little smaller. To maintain the tiger's wild nature, he fed it raw meat.
We followed the main railway line, heading towards the forest area along the seventh and eighth branch lines.
“Okay, you’ll be the last one, but the three of them will retreat from the mountain. You should come with them. There’s no one to look after us if we’re all together.”
When they reached the end of the railway, the seven men removed the wheels from the eight-wheeled railway vehicle. They hid the vehicle and wheels in the bushes, marking the spot so they could find them later.
Before he started school, Sheng Liancheng went hunting with his master in the winter and went hunting in the mountains twice in the autumn, so he knew a little bit about the subject.
The news caused a sensation not only in Xiaojianchang Village but also in Houchuan Forest Farm, with many people discussing it.
You, at least, followed Master back down the mountain twice and saw me carry a club.
If you dream that there are no houses on this mountain, but many people are coming and going outside, then the old leader will lead the people down the mountain.
Liu Changde was only good at hunting, and he was also bad at catching wild animals. Later, he became a ginseng foreman.
You can either hold it in your hand and wave it around to repel mosquitoes, or you can weave a hat out of branches and insert an old cow liver underneath, which can also repel mosquitoes.
When you find ginseng while hunting in the mountains, you should shout to the mountain, but then just shout "club" in a low voice.
Tigers that are artificially fed should not be fed cooked food, as tigers fed cooked food are more prone to illness, but their wild instincts will evolve.
"wooden club."
After worshipping the mountain god, it was already early, so the men took out the pancakes that Zhang Shuzhen had folded that morning. They didn't have any pickled vegetables or meat sauce yet, so they ate a little something to fill their stomachs.
Wang Leqing is a ginseng foreman, but does he have the skill of an old foreman, able to assess the mountain scenery and determine which forest has no treasures outside?
Although Wang Leqing often went hunting in the mountains, he rarely had the opportunity to camp in the wild.
The two brothers found it all quite novel. Lying outside the shack at night, listening to the wind and the calls of birds and animals, they felt both excited and not afraid at all, which was a unique experience.
After that, I always had the opportunity to go and see it. It just so happened that something came up at that time, so I would go and take a look at the mountain.
A few wooden sticks were tied together to form a frame, and birch bark and thatch were laid down to provide shelter from the wind and rain. A layer of branches and dry grass was laid outside the hut, and then a roe deer skin rug was laid down to keep out the cold and damp.
There wasn't much to do in the agricultural team, so Sheng Xiping would often go into the mountains to set traps or go hunting.
Some people have bad skin and are very sensitive. If they are bitten, a small bump will swell up, which is very painful.
However, once a tiger that eats cooked food has tasted raw meat, it will be willing to eat cooked food again.
If there's nothing, so be it. Anyway, I'm carrying a gun. If I happen to find a bastard, I'll just bring something back. I can always come back empty-handed.
Early April, which falls in the middle of the first month of the lunar calendar, is also the quietest time in Honglangtou City.
Fortunately, after retreating from the forest, Wang Leqing and we were unprepared, and we broke off a lot of old beef liver.
Since arriving in Northeast China, Sheng Xi'an has been working as a logger in the forest farm.
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