Auntie put on a thick cotton jacket, and when she went out, she saw Mu Yangling playing with the mousetrap, and asked, "Are you going into the mountain?"

"Go into the mountains and set up a few traps," Mu Yangling put the things in the back basket, picked up a machete and a bundle of ropes on his back, got up and said, "Anyway, there's no work in winter, so I'll just set up the traps. Go get some firewood."

On the day of the winter solstice, the Mu family moved into a new house. Now Mu Yangling lives in a house by himself, and Bowen lives in a house by himself. Xiuhong and Xiulan originally lived separately, but these two days were too cold to live together again. The firewood burned in this way is also twice as much as before, so the firewood they prepared before was not enough.

In the past few days, Xiuhong took Xiulan and Bowen to the foot of the mountain to pick up firewood with the children in the village, but a wild boar ran out of the mountain two days ago and almost injured the children. It happened that there were adults nearby. A few children were saved by throwing stones to drive away the wild boar.

But Mu Yangling did not allow them to pick up firewood any more.

The weather this winter is a little unusual, and the wild beasts in the mountains are restless. Who knows what will come out of the mountains next time?

Mu Yangling was about to go out with something on his back when old man Sun rolled up his sleeves and came to look for her, bumped into her head-on, and hurriedly asked, "A Ling, are you going into the mountain?"

Mu Yangling nodded, "Grandpa Sun, what are you doing?"

"I have something, I have something. Isn't this the matter of the wild boars going down the mountain two days ago? I heard that someone in the next village was beaten to death by the wild boars that went down the mountain." Old Sun frowned and said, "I don't know what happened to this God. It's been almost a month since the winter solstice, there is no snow at all, the mountains are not peaceful, the weather is getting colder day by day, and everyone has not enough firewood. Chilled to death."

When my aunt heard it in the yard, she walked out with a handful of green onions, leaned against the wall and said, "Brother Sun, you can tell me if you have anything, and you don't need to say these big things in advance to hold my A-Ling hostage, no matter what your name is. What does she do, the first one, our Mu family will not suffer."

"Yes, yes, how can the eldest sister suffer," the old man said with a smile: "Isn't this the only one in the village who can hunt and make some traps? So I want to ask A Ling to set up some traps in this area outside the mountain. Trap, so that you are not afraid of big prey breaking out, everyone can safely chop some firewood outside, of course, you work hard in the village, and the things in the trap still belong to A Ling, what do you think?"

Auntie looked at Mu Yangling and asked, "The trap of hunting isn't difficult. You've learned it after watching it a few times. You won't steal A Ling's craftsmanship later, will you?"

"That's definitely not possible. Everyone knows that the Mu family is a hunter, so how can they steal your ability to survive?" Old Man Sun patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, if you have anything to do, just tell them to do it, they shouldn't watch it. Yes, they must not look."

Mu Yangling smiled and said: "Actually, they don't have much to learn about my craftsmanship. One more craftsmanship and one more guarantee of survival. I have nothing to hide. If you want to set a trap in the woods, it is not a matter of a day or two. It's done, let's do it, you first ask them to cut down a few pieces of trees, three feet long, I still have something to do today, and I will teach you tomorrow."

Auntie pulled Mu Yangling, and Mu Yangling patted her hand soothingly.

Old man Sun said with a smile: "Okay, okay, I'll go tell everyone now."

"A-Ling, I have no problem with you teaching these skills to your cousins, but why did you teach them to the villagers? Everyone will hunt in the future, so what kind of money does our family make?"

"Don't worry auntie, even if I have the heart to teach them, they won't be able to learn if they want to learn. Moreover, our family's dependence on hunting income is becoming less and less, so it's nothing to teach them."

Auntie looked at her suspiciously, "This is definitely not the reason. To be honest, Auntie can still let you go."

Mu Yangling smiled and said frankly: "Auntie, craftsmanship is not only the last thing you hold in your own hands, but to spread it out so that everyone can learn it and improve it and then give it back to us is the best, of course, I It's not about hunting, if everyone learns to hunt, it will be bad, and the wild animals in the woods should suffer."

"Then what do you want to do?"

Mu Yangling was silent for a while, and said: "I always feel that hunting and fighting have something in common. We live at the border now, and wars happen almost every year. Maybe the barbarians will rush to us at any time. I just hope that everyone can More capital to survive. And as Grandpa Sun said, this year is too cold, and everyone’s firewood is not prepared enough. If you don’t replenish it, you may freeze to death.”

"How can it be so fast? Before winter begins, every household prepares enough firewood for the winter. Even if it is cold this year, there must be a lot left now, where will it run out?"

"If you don't have far-sightedness, you will have immediate worries. Auntie, we can't wait until we run out of firewood before thinking about going to the mountains to collect firewood. Don't Xiuhong and I also go to the mountains to collect firewood every day? We still have a room of firewood in our house. ."

Auntie was silent.

Mu Yangling said again: "While it's not snowing now, everyone will naturally try to bring firewood to the house as much as possible. When the snow falls, the forest will be closed, and everyone will not be able to enter if they want to."

"Okay, okay, I know you are kind, go, go, but you have to be tough, don't tell them to think that our Mu family's cheap is easy to take, and don't be as good as in Linshan Village before."

"Don't worry, auntie, I know. Then I'll go to the mountain, and I won't be back for lunch at noon, so I'll eat in the mountain."

There was no snow in the mountains, and when his feet stepped on the dry leaves, there was a "squeak" sound. Mu Yangling went directly into the depths of the forest to set up traps. When the arrangements were completed, it was almost noon.

Mu Yangling looked up and looked around for pheasants, trying to grab one to fill his stomach.

It’s just that this kind of prey is a little hard to find in winter. This spring, the rabbits may be caught too hard, and even hares are rare in the woods.

In the past, after the winter, Mu Yangling could find prey as long as he was near the water source, but this year, it has not snowed since the winter. Don't dare to go, I don't know where they are hiding.

South is the middle of Chushan Mountain. Mu Yangling often hunts there. After thinking about it, he goes to the northwest, which is close to Luocong Mountain. Because there is not much vegetation on the mountain, she never goes there. Maybe she can go there today.

Mu Yangling carried the basket and walked over there. A pheasant flapped its wings and flew to the branch. When Mu Yangling's eyes lit up, he was about to shoot an arrow, but the pheasant was half-frightened and flew in. In the dense forest, Mu Yangling had no choice but to give up shooting with arrows, and ran to catch up. She was holding her breath and wanted to catch up with a bow and arrow, but she felt that the dantian in her lower abdomen was slightly warm, and the pace under her feet was faster. Leaping forward lightly, it was not as heavy as before.

Mu Yangling felt agitated in her heart, she vaguely understood something, and ran with the pheasant. When she encountered an obstacle, she leaped over and drove it from the depths of the kitchen to the edge of the kitchen.

If the pheasant had a mental activity, it must have regretted its death. This man chased it so hard, and turned a blind eye to the roe deer and rabbits passing by. This is how much hatred for it.

Qi Haoran was lying on the ground and staring at the deer coveting not far away, but when he heard the movement, he dived over and saw that Mu Yangling was chasing the pheasant. Qi Haoran burst out laughing and stood up high. Sheng asked, "Why don't you shoot it? Do you have the leisure to chase it?"

Mu Yangling stepped directly on the ground, easily jumped onto the branch where the pheasant stood just now, bent his waist, dodged the branch in the way, and jumped down to continue chasing the pheasant.

The smile on Qi Haoran's face stopped, and looking seriously, he threw the bow and arrow in his hand to Feibai, got up and chased the person and the chicken.