Who knows! As soon as I returned to the mountains to farm, I encountered a natural disaster.

After Zhao Yeqing said this, he stood up, chewed a crystal radish and walked home.

"Why go?"

"The family goes and prepares delicious food for them."

The weather is getting cooler now, and a lot of fresh corn was harvested in the summer. After feeding, the chickens at home are laying eggs like crazy, and two more broods of chickens have been hatched recently.

There are too many eggs to eat, and the chicken coop is almost full.

Now that the weather is getting cooler, Zhao Yeqing moved all the chickens living underground back to the chicken coops above ground. After all, the air environment above ground is still more suitable for animals to live in.

From time to time, they can be released to find food on the meadow.

A group of round yellow fluffy little dumplings followed behind the mother chicken, their little paws moving quickly, and they would fall on their faces when they went to uneven places.

Zhao Yeqing watched it with gusto and thought seriously about whether his aunt or uncle should eat them today.

There is no way, there are too many chickens at home, and I can’t even raise them without eating them.

She planned to kill a few more chickens to make air-dried chicken when the weather gets cooler, which would taste better.

After observing for a while, I found the two most ferocious chickens in the flock. I grabbed the chickens by their paws and lifted them up.

She hummed and muttered, it was easy to die early if the nest was too rough.

Killing the chickens, bleeding them, and plucking their feathers was all done in one go. The chickens at home were so frightened that they even retreated to hide in the chicken coop, not even looking for bugs.

Two chickens and one. The two of them will eat the stew tonight. If they can't finish it, they will put it in the refrigerator. They can still make a bowl of noodles tomorrow.

The other one is cooked and given to the dogs as extra food.

After simmering the soup, Zhao Yeqing remembered that he seemed to have forgotten to feed the pigs this morning when he heard the pigs grunting outside.

Zhao Yeqing hurriedly took out a large aluminum pot that was very old, badly worn and had some bumps on the outside. It was originally intended to be used to hold sundries. This pot was a barrel-shaped cooking pot, which was very suitable for cooking pig feed.

The outer leaves of the cabbage grown in the basement are relatively old, and some are even eaten by insects. In the past, they could only be used to feed fish, which were not very fond of eating them. They also did not like feeding them to cattle and sheep, preferring soft and sour silage. feed.

It’s easier now that we have pigs, everything they eat tastes delicious.

Zhao Yeqing chopped the vegetable leaves randomly and put them in the pot, added a little rice and two spoons of rice bran, and added a few chopped sweet potatoes to cook together.

Cook everything until soft, then take it out and let it cool.

Worried that they were hungry, Zhao Yeqing left a few vegetable leaves and took them to the side of the pig pen to feed them.

Despite his young age, this little wild boar is only about two months old, so he is quite strong.

She pulled one end of the vegetable leaf, and the little wild boar bit the other end and tore it apart, but she couldn't quite pull it off.

If this thing weighs three hundred pounds, how much force will it take to push it to the ground?

She remembered that when she was a child, several adults had to hold down the pigs during the Chinese New Year to move them. It was a large domestic pig, and she didn't know if this wild boar would be stronger.

You can't kill a pig with a gun at home, right?

After Mu Xi finished pulling the grass, he saw Zhao Yeqing squatting next to the pig pen as soon as he walked in, tug of war with the wild boar cubs while pulling the vegetable leaves with both hands.

"What kind of entertainment is this?"

Zhao Yeqing, who had been engaged in a tug-of-war with each wild boar cub, was still panting. "These wild boar cubs are very strong even after they were born. How are they going to be able to press them when the time comes?"

Mu Xi thought about this problem when he caught him again, "Before, I thought about whether I could knock him out directly. If it didn't work, I would stun him. The stun operation is a bit dangerous, but I didn't want to drug him. Really If you can’t raise them to one or two hundred pounds, they will be slaughtered.”

Zhao Yeqing felt that they wouldn't be able to press it if it weighed one to two hundred pounds. If there was corona, there was no transformer at home, and if someone was not careful when operating the 220v alternating current, accidents would occur.

If it doesn't work, just shoot, it's just a waste of bullets.

Speaking of this, Mu Xi counted the inventory of bullets. From the statistics after arriving at Meishan, the total number of bullets used was no more than twenty, which is only a few bullets consumed in a year.

According to this consumption rate, it is estimated that the number of bullets he brought back is enough to last twenty years.

The cooked pig food had been cooled down, and Zhao Yeqing poured the pig food into the trough.

The trough is an old trough that was discarded from the old sheep pen. The original owner used a log to hollow out the center and filled it with water and grass to feed the sheep.

The little wild boars are not tall enough yet, so I placed a few broken wooden boards next to the trough to make a step for them.

Several wild boar cubs barked non-stop when they smelled the fragrant pig food. After the pig food was put into the trough, they buried their heads and started chirping.

Domestic pigs grow quickly, so the pig pen must be arranged quickly.

The two of them plan to build the pig pen on the ground directly with the wood of the old hay house that was demolished.

The upper part of the one-meter-high fence is empty, allowing ventilation and odor dispersion around it.

It is estimated that the pig pen in the basement will need to be widened to accommodate the addition.

The two planned to build a pig pen next to the original cattle pen on the ground. They determined the size of the area and reinforced it by driving piles first to prevent it from being unstable and directly broken by the grown wild boar.

In the evening, Dahuang's family came back with their cattle and sheep, and Mu Xi also built the pigsty.

When Zhao Yeqing was building the pig pens in Mu Xi, he was disinfecting and sterilizing the cattle pens, sheep pens and stables nearby.

The cattle and sheep had already been sanitized before when they were driven underground. Today, while the cattle and sheep were out, it was a good time to do the sterilization again.

There was no disinfectant at home, so Zhao Yeqing mixed lime with water and washed it inside and out. After a while, he rinsed away the lime with water to prevent cattle and sheep from accidentally eating it.

Open the door and dry most of it, then the cattle and sheep come back.

Zhao Yeqing originally wanted to lay some more hay, but it was not completely dry inside yet. He was afraid that the hay would become moldy, so he gave up the idea and drove the cattle and sheep in directly.

Xiaohong has also moved to the ground. Recently, she can go out for a walk, and her horse hair is smoother than before.

She counted the time, and it was almost time to shave her hair again. If she shaved now, her hair would grow back in winter, so she wouldn't catch a cold.

The wool has grown a lot over the summer and needs to be shaved off quickly, as does the cow.

Cows do not need to shave their body hair, but only need to trim the hair on their tails. If the hair on the cow's tail is too thick, it will carry parasites such as ticks, which will make the cow sick and affect milk production.

After the ewes gave birth this year, the goat milk production was much less than last year. I don’t know if it was related to the sudden high temperature at that time.

However, after the two men observed it, they found no symptoms in the ewe, so they felt relieved.

The pig pen was set up, and the two of them took the little wild boars in one by one.

The wild boar cubs are very obedient after eating, just like a person whose blood sugar level rises after eating and suddenly becomes sleepy, with his eyes half-closed and drowsy.