Chapter 417 The old sow arched to the sweet potato cellar
More sinister things are yet to come.
After the wood thorns were planted, Han Chenggong found some wooden sticks that were not too thick and put them on the entrance of the pit. They were covered with leaves and other things. The leaves were covered with a layer that the tribesmen had woven, and the area was larger than the entrance of the hole.
There are many large websites.
The net is tied around with ropes and then firmly tied to a tree stump nailed near the trap.
The rope on the net is placed relatively long to ensure that after the wild boar sinks, it can reach the bottom of the pit.
The reason why this layer of net is set up is because some beasts are really ferocious, especially at critical moments that threaten life, they can often burst out with extremely amazing power.
In order to prevent the wild boar from escaping again after falling into the trap, Han Chenggong built an extra layer of net as a trap.
This way, you will be much safer.
After the net was arranged, a fine layer of soil was sprinkled on top, and the new soil was covered with some millet harvested for digging the pit.
After carefully processing the surrounding area, it looks almost the same as before.
The eldest brother stood on the side and looked at this piece of land that seemed to be nothing out of the ordinary, sucking on his teeth.
Isn't the Son of God's move too cruel?
But I couldn't help but laugh when I thought about the wild boar that had ruined so many crops and was writhing inside.
Cruel is cruel, but not enough for his taste.
The witch also came over and kept telling people not to come here, especially the children in the tribe, and they were not allowed to come near here.
It would be so sad if someone accidentally fell into it.
After making the trap here, Han Cheng, his senior brother, Shang and other hunting experts carefully surveyed the terrain on the hillside to look for traces.
At a place where several wild boars may be passing by, separate several waves of people and arrange them as before.
But the scale is not as big as the previous trap area.
When the sun set in the afternoon, these traps were set up, and the tribesmen carefully left from the traps.
There are signs near these traps that they can understand, so that no one will accidentally fall into the trap and get hurt.
The golden sunlight shines down slantingly, the wind blows, and the golden grains collide with each other, making a soft "sand" sound, and then embrace each other like golden waves towards the distance.
On the wall of the tribe, many people were watching this scene that they couldn't get enough of. Their inner joy and satisfaction could not be expressed in words.
There are also many people whose eyes fall far away on the edge of the millet field, where there are things called traps that they have made to protect the millet.
Before, they were still worried that those wild boars would come again and ruin the fruits of their labor, but now, they were worried that these guys would not come.
Compared with the worries of other people in the tribe, Han Cheng seemed much indifferent. It was not that he had any superpowers and could predict that wild boars would definitely come, but that he remembered a local saying from his hometown in later generations - "Old sow."
Arriving at the sweet potato cellar”
Usually, this sentence is often used to describe greedy children.
The family bought some delicious snacks, and the child just ate them without stopping, and then this sentence would happen to him.
The meaning of this sentence is that the pigs that have entered the sweet potato cellar and tasted the sweetness will go there in twos every three days and continue to eat until the sweet potatoes are completely eaten or they are found and beaten up.
Finish.
The Qingque tribe does not have a sweet potato cellar, but there are large tracts of millet that are about to mature.
These wild boars have discovered such a good place, and they probably won’t come back just once to eat.
After all, they had a great time eating last night, and no one came to disturb them.
This is also the biggest reason why Han Cheng spent a lot of effort to build traps in the place where they ruined last night, while the traps laid in other places were not as sophisticated.
Dusk gradually fell, and after dinner, the tribesmen sat around in the courtyard in twos and threes, enjoying the comfort after a full meal and the coolness of the night.
If there were more bright and dark red sparks in the night, it would be even more fascinating...
There are very few mosquitoes here, because Han Cheng had people transplant a lot of calamus, mint and other insect-repelling plants in front of and behind the house by the river and the ditch. Now, they have spread.
Some people are looking up at the bright and mysterious starry sky, and some are climbing up the wall to look at the traps on the edge of the millet field.
However, they were trapped in the darkness and could not see too far. As for the traps hidden in the darkness on the edge of the millet field, they did not know whether there would be any expected harvest.
"Son of God..."
Someone finally lost his temper and spoke out, wanting to light a torch made of pine resin and some scraps of linen, and go over to see if there was any harvest in the trap.
Han Cheng refused with a smile.
The most important thing when setting a trap is to keep your composure. Don't look past anything you say at this time, otherwise it will be easy to scare the snake away and all the previous efforts will be wasted.
Everyone sat here for a while again. In the dark night, there was no different sound, and everyone went back to their rooms to sleep one after another.
There were also some who couldn't sleep and continued to stand on the wall, looking into places they couldn't see...
In the room, the weak and dim light came on for a while, then went out immediately, and Han Cheng fell asleep with Bai Xuemei, who was as soft as a bear in his arms.
The night is getting darker...
"Bang bang bang..."
"Son of God! Son of God..."
A rather urgent knock on the door and a shout broke the tranquility of the night and suddenly sounded outside the door.
Han Cheng was frightened and woke up from his dream. After being slightly confused, his mind became clearer.
"What's the matter?"
"Son of God! There is a wild boar screaming to the west. It must have fallen into a trap. Let's go and have a look..."
Senior Brother and Shang's voices sounded, with uncontrollable excitement.
"Huh~"
Han Cheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that this was the reason.
"No one is allowed to go, just go back and sleep!"
Han Cheng, whose dream was disturbed, was a little angry when he got up. After giving the death order, he hugged Bai Xuemei, who also woke up and sat up, and lay down to sleep.
These guys are all leaders, why can't they keep their composure? Going out in the dark in the middle of the night is not reliable at all.
The two people outside the door were rejected. After standing here for a while, they had no choice but to turn around and leave. They continued to climb the wall and listened to the noise coming from the other side, feeling excited and unbearably itchy.
This feeling of not being able to see something even though you know there is something to gain is really uncomfortable, just like having a furry tail constantly teasing you in your heart.
Looking back at the house where the Son of God lived, which was still immersed in the darkness, the two of them smiled bitterly at each other. While sighing that the Son of God could really calm down and fall asleep, they could only suffer in this seemingly endless night, waiting.
