Chapter 28 The Dam Is Still People Right and Wrong
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Li Feng's house work is finished, and Li Shan's family is rarely free. Now there is no need to worry about the fields. It seems that the watermelons will still have some time. Except for some individual ones, there are still a few weeks to mature. In fact, the most mature ones are now.
It was approved, and Li Feng poured the spring water several days in advance.
Mr. Lin has been here for more than ten days. Now he wakes up in the morning when he hears the chickens. He takes Fatty out for a walk, practices some Tai Chi in Taolin'er, moves around, and breathes fresh air. There are flowers and grass all over the mountains and the mountains are lush with trees.
With enough oxygen, after more than ten days, Mr. Lin gradually became healthy, his appetite was getting better and better, and he was in better spirits. These days, he helped sweep the yard and tend the vegetable garden. Especially what opened Li Feng's eyes, he
In the cornfield, Mr. Lin was dancing with his hoe, not to mention he was a very good hand. Looking at it, Li Feng blushed. He knew that a child in the countryside was not as good as an old man in the city in weeding, so he made scary jokes.
Don't tell me, the old people didn't do any work in that era. There is no distinction between grains and there are even some rural children who don't know how to grow crops.
Li Feng looked at the old man hoeing the grass and couldn't help but feel ashamed secretly. He saw that the young people had strong learning ability and slowly found their way out. Although there were some deviations in the hoeing, at least it did not hoe the corn seedlings, which was considered an achievement.
Huge progress. During these few days of leisure, Li Shan saw that Brother Lin was getting better, and thought about going up the mountain to have a look a few days ago.
Taking advantage of the good weather, Li Feng and his family accompanied Lin Chengdong up the mountain. Zhang Lan didn't want to come, but Li Feng insisted on pulling him along, along with the family's small animals, Fatty, Furball, and the sika deer that could run Huan'er.
Come out. Quan thought he was out for an outing. When he got into the bamboo forest, Li Feng was leading the way, not shouting for attention. The fat boy was running around like crazy, the squirrel was chirping and jumping on his shoulder, and the sika deer Zhang Lan was holding his hand, not just walking and eating.
With green grass and young leaves.
The mountain road was cleared more than ten days ago. I thought it would be better. I could see that the vines were still there. Fortunately, Li Shan brought a hatchet. The branches on the left and right were too lush, with wild grasses and wild flowers all over the ground. Li Feng led Fat Boy to clear the road ahead.
"Slow down, be careful, don't slip." There are lush green grass and wild flowers under your feet. If you don't pay attention, you may slip and fall. Li Shan didn't say anything, and walked leisurely with Lin Chengdong. He had more time.
Take your time. Small flowers of various colors are blooming on the canes and shrubs on the side. The industrious bees are busy and the butterflies are flying. Zhang Lan looks at the many brackens on the left and right. They are tender and tender, so he does not stop to pick some.
Lin Chengdong looked at it interestingly, remembering the past taste, and pulled Li Shan to squat down to help Zhang Lan. Bracken can only be eaten when it is young, and it is a bit hard to swallow when it is old. A few people stopped and walked, laughing and laughing along the way, but it was a pity that it was not
Now the wild fruits have just bloomed and are no longer available to eat.
Looking at the blooming flowers all around, I hear the gurgling of water from time to time, the gurgling of spring water in the mountains, and the gurgling of a small stream. From a distance, it looks as green as jade, or like hanging curtains, with water mist splashing.
"Stop, haha, look at the hill, there." Lin Chengdong suddenly shouted in a low voice, pointing to a bush not far away with an excited expression.
"Pheasant." Li Shan was startled, seeing the colorful tail, and remembered that more than thirty years ago, Li Shan was seventeen or eighteen years old, and Lin Chengdong was in his thirties. At that time, Li Shan took the shotgun from home,
Taking Lin Chengdong with me to hunt pheasants and rabbits, those days are still fascinating to recall.
A few people approached slowly. Li Feng looked at Fatty and Maoqiu to prevent them from causing trouble. He held the harpoon in his hand, originally just in case. The lesson from the cauliflower python last time was not light, but he didn't expect it to be used now.
Hunting pheasants. This is a rooster with a very beautiful tail. "Puff." Li Feng was stunned. The harpoon in his hand was always a little late. The pheasant flapped its wings and flew away, leaving a few feathers.
"It's a pity, now we don't have a shotgun." Li Shan was a little regretful. He thought about how he could shoot wherever he pointed with a shotgun. For example, at ten meters or thirty meters, his bullets were perfect. It's a pity that in the past few years, the country has taken them away.
.Nowadays, except for the second master’s family, which also has bows and arrows, the other families only have harpoons and hatchets.
Not catching the pheasant made several people a little regretful. However, after a while of walking in the green mountains and green water with the warm spring breeze, the regret disappeared. Zhang Lan and others found a lot of water celery near a puddle, especially
It was crispy and tender, and several people worked together to put most of it into a cloth bag. It weighed less than four or five pounds. Zhang Lan laughed and said that he would make celery dumplings for dinner at night.
The forest is always lively. A few people had not walked a few steps when suddenly a yellow-orange wolf sprang out of the grass and disappeared into the bushes. Fatty ran after him, but was stopped by Li Feng. This thing
The size of the bloodthirsty, ferocious, and fat boy is good enough not to be injured, let alone catching. Besides, a puppy can withstand the strong stench of a weasel. A few years ago, a batch of them were hunted in the village and sold.
Fur is so rare in recent years that few people have seen it.
In the past, people called weasels Wong Tai Sin. Many people did not dare to say their names for fear that they would be found. Li Feng often heard those stories about weasels possessing his body when he was a child. Every time he was frightened, he screamed. It is quite interesting to think about it now. Li Feng
Remember a legend that if a person saves a weasel, he will be very lucky in this life, but his second generation will be persecuted. If a person harms a weasel, he will hang with a little weasel.
In other words, meeting a weasel is bad luck.
Don't tell me, Zhang Lan has already started talking, Li Shan, listen, smiled slightly, Lin Chengdong said that this thing is a beneficial beast, it eats a lot of mice a year, and it is full of treasures and furs, which are even thrown away by people.
Meat is also a medicinal material.
Nowadays, artificial breeding is still practiced in some places, which is a bit new. Zhang Lan was stunned for a moment, and she stopped mumbling anything to offend Wong Tai Sin.
A small interlude, the four of them were chatting and laughing, instead of stopping to pick some bracken. Not to mention that there were a lot of them in the mountains. A few of them picked up several kilograms before walking halfway. The bracken was a bit scattered, and the old ones were
No, tender and crispy is best.
It was said that there were many new things when entering the mountain. After not walking very far, Li Feng was stunned. He came here a few days ago and it seemed that it was still useless. It was drizzling, and a lot of wild mushrooms grew on the ground. Li Feng shouted loudly.
Looking at a few people to see, Zhang Lan, Li Shan and others hurried over. Li Shan looked at it and nodded. This is straw mushroom, and it tastes pretty good. Even though Li Feng is a mountain boy, he actually knows more about this mountain than Li Shan.
The mountains are far away from each other. There are not many straw mushrooms, and the wet ones are only a little over a pound, which is enough to make a dish. A piece of straw mushrooms was picked in a while. A few people didn't give up, and looked around to see if there were any.
No more, not to mention a lot of fungus found on a paulownia tree, which was juicy and tender. Li Feng originally wanted to instruct the little squirrel hair ball to climb up, but who knew that this little guy climbed up and chirped in a daze, Li Feng pointed
He called the fungus several times. Unfortunately, the fur ball didn't listen and started eating the young leaves. Li Feng was so angry that he couldn't go up by himself. Zhang Lan and others followed below. After a while, he got two or three kilograms, which was tender and tender.
After mixing a side dish and throwing it away, Li Feng was thinking about eating it. Perhaps because of Li Feng's personal guidance, Maoqiu finally knew what Li Feng asked him to do. Unfortunately, his little paw scratched and the fungus was so rotten that Li Feng was so angry that he couldn't laugh.
It took more than two hours to walk around and pick wild vegetables. It took more than two hours to reach the dam. Li Feng had just been here a few days ago, and there was no change. Li Shan also came here often in the past few years and looked at the big dam.
Apart from being more vicissitudes of life, the dam has not changed much. Zhang Lan didn't mention it, he never paid attention.
The deepest feeling was felt at this time. Lin Chengdong looked at it as if he had been separated from his relatives for many years. His body was trembling slightly and there were tears in the corners of his eyes. For more than thirty years, Zeng Jin’s dam is still there, but people have changed. The old man
Caressing gently, little by little, along the steps, the Li Feng family was afraid that something might happen to the old man. Li Feng followed closely and took care of him at any time. The steps were very high. But Lin Chengdong clearly remembered every piece of bluestone. These were all under the eyes of this family.
They are built up little by little, just like a child.
Seeing the dam in desolate condition and some of the cement in ruins, the old man felt a little sad. Perhaps in the eyes of others, the dam had lost its former function and should be dilapidated and eliminated.
The blood and sweat of Zeng Jin, the people of Zeng Jin, the hard work, sweat, and even life that they have put in for the dam are as heavy as Mount Tai in the old man's heart. "Brother Lin" Li Shan came to Lin Chengdong's side and stood at the dam looking at the rippling green waves in front of him.
The water surface is still high and majestic. After so many years, the dam is still standing upright.
"It's okay. It's just a little weird. Let's go down and take a look." Mr. Lin walked along the stairs towards the bottom of the reservoir. Li Feng followed closely. Zhang Lan was a little scared. She pulled the sika deer and looked at Fat Boy and Maoqiu.
He collected the wild vegetables and did not follow. He just kept telling Li Feng to be careful and looked at your father and you, Lin Bo'er.
The dam is not as high as the bottom of the reservoir. Li Feng came here last time and did not come down. This time he took a look and found that the reservoir is still intact. Although the cement has collapsed in some places, the main bluestone is still there. As long as some work is done
It is no problem to repair it and carry it for thirty years, but it is a pity.
"The water here is really good." The green waves are rippling, and the mountain spring water can't be any worse. Unfortunately, no one drinks the water here anymore. The river bypasses the mountain and goes straight to the river. It has become an inlet, but the water quality is poor.
That's right. There are no fish or shrimps inside, so it remains quiet. As for wild fish and shrimps, they are only a handful.
"Yes, this mountain range has always maintained its original appearance, and the reservoir government has not let it be contracted out." A lot of waterbirds gather here every year. The government intends to establish a protected area, but unfortunately the funds have never been enough. Now it can only leave such a large area of water empty, which is true.
What a pity.
"Keep it up, and let future generations see that we, the older generation, have not lived in vain, haven't we?" Lin Chengdong touched the stone and looked at the green hills, which remained unchanged. The trace of regret in his heart dissipated. It was good to do this.
I have been to some places before, blasting cannons to open up mountains, blasting rocks, and the mountains have disappeared a lot. Now that the pristine place here is left, Lin Chengdong always feels that his trip was not in vain, and he feels happy when he sees what he wants.
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Let me tell you here that Pig's Feet doesn't think about the reservoir or anything like that. These are just an introduction to attract some people, mainly about the female Pig's Feet.
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