Chapter 205 Lone Wolf
The wolf's most vulnerable part was struck hard, and it immediately howled in agony. The howl instantly echoed throughout the entire forest.
This caused Erlang Shen's dogs to bark wildly.
"Xiping, put it down, it's alright."
Sheng Liancheng held the bar in his hand and saw that the wolf's body was long and slender, and its hind legs could no longer exert any force, so he knew that he had broken the wolf's lumbar vertebrae.
So Sheng Liancheng called to his son to put the wolf down.
Sheng Xiping understood, so he loosened his grip, and the wolf's body fell softly to the ground.
The wolf's waist was broken, and its hindquarters were immobile. It could only crawl forward using its two front legs.
Even in this state, could Sheng Liancheng let the wolf escape? He swung his pole and went up to beat it, killing the wolf instantly.
Once the wolf died, Erlang Shen and the others stopped barking and instead wagged their tails and whimpered at Sheng Xiping, clearly indicating that they were craving meat.
Sheng Xiping dragged the wolf into the house. "Mom, is there any food? I haven't eaten this afternoon, I'm hungry."
I ate dumplings at Zhou's house this morning. On the way back, while waiting for the car to be repaired, I took a few snacks from the things Wang Chunxiu had given me to tide me over.
After getting off the bus, I was in a hurry to get home and didn't have time to eat anything. Who would have thought that I would encounter a wolf on the way?
Well, that's just great. They carried the wolf for over ten miles, and were exhausted and hungry.
"Yes, there is rice. I made dumplings this morning."
The Sheng family also got up early on the third day of the Lunar New Year to make dumplings to send off the New Year, and there were still quite a few dumplings left.
Zhang Shuzhen quickly took it out of the cupboard, added some firewood to the stove, took out a small pot, poured in some oil, and fried a large plate of dumplings for Sheng Xiping.
While Zhang Shuzhen was frying dumplings, Sheng Xiping took out a knife and quickly skinned the dead wolf.
The wolf pelts are in good condition at this time of year; even if you don't sell them, you could keep them to make something out of them.
Sheng Xiping skinned and gutted the wolf, removed its internal organs, and picked out the meat. He then threw a few pieces of bone with meat still attached to them to Erlang Shen and the others.
Strangely enough, dogs don't eat jackal meat, but they do eat wolf meat.
Erlang Shen and his companions carried bones into their den and gnawed on them with great relish.
The two puppies, leopard and fat tiger, were munching on their food while barking loudly, clearly showing their displeasure.
"Go back inside, wash your hands, and eat. Stop looking at the dog." Zhang Shuzhen finished frying the dumplings, put them on a plate, and came out to call Sheng Xiping to eat.
Sheng Xiping went inside, washed his hands with soap, and sat down in front of the stove without going into the east room.
"Son, how did you encounter the wolves? This time it wasn't a pack of wolves, was it? Wolves are quite vengeful."
Zhang Shuzhen brought the dumplings to Sheng Xiping, and also gave him garlic sauce and vinegar. Watching her son wolf down his food, Zhang Shuzhen asked worriedly.
"Look at what you're saying. If we encountered a pack of wolves, would our son still be able to come back looking good?"
This is definitely a lone wolf; it won't attract a pack of wolves to seek revenge.
Have you ever heard of packs of wolves coming down from the mountains to harm people these days?
A few years ago, when wolves were rampant, a military unit that went into the mountains to collect medicinal herbs happened to be stationed at Qianchuan Forest Farm.
In order to eliminate the threat posed by wolves to the people, the soldiers of the army, together with the forestry security department and hunters from Dajianchang, went into the mountains to hunt wolves several times, raided several wolf dens, and killed many wolves.
Those wolves that managed to escape have all gone to the old forests of the reserve, and wolves have been rarely seen in recent years.
This lone wolf was likely a member of the pack that had been punished for making a mistake and had been driven out. In any case, Sheng Xiping carried it for about ten miles without finding any other wolves following him.
In this way, there's no need to fear retaliation from the wolf pack.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Shuzhen breathed a sigh of relief. Lately, the sight of jackals and leopards had almost driven her insane.
"It's good that it's not a pack of wolves. Oh, at least it'll be quiet for a while. If another pack of wolves comes, we won't have a moment of peace during the New Year."
Sheng Xiping was really hungry. He ate a whole plate of dumplings and drank a whole mug of water before he finally felt full.
"Mom, let's stew the wolf meat tomorrow morning, it's delicious."
Wolf meat is edible, and wolf oil is also a good thing; it's even better than badger oil for treating burns.
"Hey boss, hurry up and take off your cotton-padded pants, let me mend them for you. The back of those pants is torn, and the cotton is all turned inside out."
Zhang Shuzhen had been busy and hadn't looked closely, but when her eldest son got up, she noticed that his cotton-padded trousers were torn.
Sheng Xiping couldn't see behind him and hadn't noticed, but his mother's reminder made him remember.
"Oh, that must have been from the wolf's hind paws."
On the way back, the wolf didn't stop, kicking and thrashing about incessantly. No matter how sturdy the cotton pants were, they couldn't withstand it.
Sheng Xiping hurriedly went back into the house, took off his cotton-padded trousers, and handed them to Zhang Shuzhen.
Zhang Shuzhen pulled a cloth bag out of the kangqin (a traditional heated brick bed), which was full of various scraps of cloth and small pieces of cloth.
So he found a piece of cloth that was similar in color and size, attached it to the back of the cotton pants, threaded a needle, and carefully sewed the cotton pants back on.
In everyday life, mending and patching are very normal, especially in families with many boys, whose clothes wear out quickly and are always patched.
While Zhang Shuzhen was mending cotton trousers, Sheng Liancheng chatted with his son and inevitably inquired about Sheng Xiping's trip down the mountain.
How are the Zhou family members doing? When will Zhou Qinglan be back? And so on.
When his parents asked, Sheng Xiping would reply that it was just the family chatting casually.
They chatted until around eight o'clock. Zhang Shuzhen finished mending her cotton-padded trousers, and everyone was sleepy, so they went to lock the door and get ready for bed.
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