Chapter 265 Second Master, do you still want a dog?

Chapter 265 Second Master, do you still want a dog?

Although Huang Second Master moved lightly, the burnt area was too serious.

The burned area looked like it was cooked, so Huang Ming couldn't help it.

"Okay, look at how you scream."

Looking at Huang Ming's appearance, his father Huang Dabiao began to seize the opportunity to educate him again.

In the past, when Huang Mingren was disgusted with dogs, no one would care about him, and he could teach him whatever he wanted.

But in the past two years, Huang Ming suddenly changed his personality and became favored by the old man and the old lady.

All of a sudden, he changed from that naughty monkey to the darling grandson of the family. The two elders usually like him very much.

In addition, Huang Ming’s mother has always done things too much, and Huang Dabiao can’t make the decision at home.

So in the past two years, only Huang Ming has spoken out about him, and no one has spoken out about Huang Ming.

Whenever he spoke a few words, Mr. Huang would stare back.

Every time Huang Dabiao mentioned Huang Ming's past, he would be scolded by Mr. Huang.

It is said that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. Huang Ming used to do it because his father could not discipline him properly.

Every time Mr. Huang mentioned this, Huang Dabiao seemed to wilt and said nothing.

He likes to drink and play mahjong. He can't make the decision at home and is controlled by his guests.

So Huang Ming started to let it go since he was studying in the town.

In the end, Huang Ming got older and couldn't change his temper. He had no chance to control it, so he had to let it go.

So if Huang Dabiao can seize the opportunity now to educate his son and increase his dignity as a father, he will definitely not miss it.

"Dad, this really hurts. Why don't you try it."

Huang Ming is not afraid of his father now. On weekdays, Huang Dabiao would not dare to go home and ask for money after losing money in mahjong. , I can only ask Huang Ming to give him some trouble.

It is said that cannibals are soft-spoken and short-handed when taking advantage of others. After asking Huang Ming for money several times, Huang Dabiao really lost any dignity of his father in front of Huang Ming.

"What am I trying to do? You have the nerve to say that you have no future."

"You have the nerve to say that people have no future, but you are the only one who has promise, right? People with promise will Asking your son for money to play mahjong? Look at how many people in the village are as incompetent as you."

Huang Dabiao was removed from the stage by Mr. Huang next to him before he could finish educating his son. Mouth puckered.

After all, among the people in the village who are like him, who would ask his son for money when playing mahjong.

The reason why their family has not had a harmonious relationship with the old man over the years is not just because of Huang Ming's mother.

There is also Huang Dabiao who likes to play mahjong and drink bad wine. Mr. Huang has always been angry with him.

When he was still young, Mr. Huang was not an old man, so he had the energy to talk about him.

But after talking too many times, Huang Dabiao himself became impatient.

I always feel that I was criticized when I was a child, and now that I am dozens of years old and have children, I am still criticized.

So the relationship between the family gradually became distant. If Huang Ming hadn't changed his temper in the end, the family would have become two families now.

Zhang An watched the three of them, father, son, grandfather and grandson bickering, feeling it was quite amusing, and everyone was enjoying themselves.

Could this be the legendary routine of big fish eating small fish and small fish eating shrimps?

It’s just that this little fish doesn’t look very good. He didn’t get the shrimp, so he got into trouble.

While watching the excitement, a goshawk with some fledgling feathers flew into Huang Ming's yard.

As soon as the goshawk entered the yard, it flew over to look for Mr. Huang. Zhang An recognized it as the one he gave to Mr. Huang.

After the eagle came in, it just stood on the handle of Mr. Huang’s chair.

I am not like a flowerhead, I stand on Zhang An’s shoulders every time.

After all, this kid is just a flower-headed kid, not a flower-headed kid, so he can’t control his strength.

Huang Erye is an old man. If he didn’t bring the falconry, he would probably get a few scratches from it.

"Second Master, you can tame this eagle."

It seems that Mr. Huang has tamed it very successfully. This eagle is very close to him now, otherwise Mr. Huang would not be able to put it outside with confidence. .

Some time ago, before Zhang An got married, Mr. Huang was busy teaching it to fly every day.

Now it seems that the teaching results are very successful, and the young eagle can fly freely.

It can fly so well, Zhang An estimates that Mr. Huang put a lot of thought into it.

After all, we are raising eagles, and Chen Ze’s one is still playing on the climbing frame.

"Hey, actually this little guy is smart, he is worthy of being Huatou's brat."

Huang Erye has been with Zhang An for a long time, and he knows exactly how defiant that guy is. Chu, he really understands human nature very well.

In the eyes of the old man, Huatou has always been the love of his dreams.

But now that he has a flowery boy, he is satisfied.

"By the way, Mr. Huang, do you still want puppies?"

Looking at Mr. Huang's doting eyes on the little goshawk, Zhang An thought of the litter that Xiao Hei had just given birth to. bastard.

“I’ve thought about it, but I’ve never found the right one.”

With the changes in policies in the past two years, the management in the mountains has become stricter, and there have been fewer people entering the mountains. .

Moreover, the previous batch of mountain masters are also old, and now there are not many left alive.

Even the youngest Mr. Huang is now in his sixties.

So after there are fewer handles on the mountain, there will be fewer and fewer people raising the mountain to take care of the children.

If it were just an ordinary native dog, Mr. Huang would not like it. After all, it is not suitable for going into the mountains.

So I stumbled around and searched for a long time but couldn't find it. Maybe it was because I was used to the big nest in Zhang An's house.

Now Mr. Huang looks at other people’s puppies with disdain.

"Not long ago, the black dog from Butcher Zheng's family was matched with Erhu. Today he just gave birth to a litter of four little ones. I ordered one for you before."

Although Dahei I have been staying at Zhang An's house for the past few months, but I don't go out much for activities on weekdays. Even Erhu and Erhu have become homebodies, so Huang Erye doesn't know.

"Oh? Erhu actually matched with that big black wolfdog?"

When Mr. Huang heard this, he immediately became energetic.

Although the one he covets the most is Zhang An’s little tiger, the others are not bad in his opinion.

As for Dahei from Zheng Butcher’s family, Mr. Huang had also met him. He remembered it when Zhang An mentioned it.

And Huang Erye doesn’t think it’s too bad for a wolfdog that can be favored by Erhu.

"Well, if you still want to raise your old man, then when you open your eyes in a few days, come over and take a look and choose."

Zhang An did not call Mr. Huang to go now. Look, this puppy has just been born and can’t see anything.

While Zhang An and his family were randomly picking up a few little ones, Xiao Hei didn’t react at all.

That's because it is familiar with Zhang An's family, so it is relatively close to them.

If Mr. Huang went over to take a look, his bad temper would immediately come out.

When the chicks are hatched, the hens can still peck people, not to mention the more ferocious wolf dogs.

Also in the village, dogs are generally held for two months, but Zhang An’s family doesn’t need to because they have space to feed them with spring water, so two or three weeks is enough. "Okay, you can call me when the time is right."

The baby was just born today, and Mr. Huang is not in a hurry.

He is very happy now. If Huang Ming's feet hadn't been burned, he would have really wanted to get a table and have a few sips.

After thinking about the eagle for half his life, Zhang An showed him the door. The only thing missing was Shan Kanzi, and now Zhang An has arranged it.

He couldn't help but sigh, Zhang An was absolutely right in accepting this apprentice.

“Brother Anzi, can you give me one of those brats?”

Huang Ming now also covets the dogs of Zhang An's family, whether they are going into the mountains or looking after the house and nursing home.

Seeing Zhang An give one to their old man, he also wanted to ask for one.

"If you want it, I'm afraid you have to tell Butcher Zheng. I told him at the time that I would only leave one for your grandfather."

For Huang Ming's asked, but Zhang An shook his head. After all, those three puppies were not from their family.

Huang Ming was a little disappointed after hearing this, but he could still accept it.

After all, the bitch that gave birth to the puppies belonged to Butcher Zheng’s family, so it was normal for the three puppies to return home.

But he soon figured it out. If his grandfather took that one back and raised it, he wouldn’t be able to raise it after it gave birth.

When Zhang An returned from Huang Ming's house, Zhang Yixing and Zhang Erye had already returned from the mountain.

At this moment, in Zhang An’s yard, the two of them were sorting through the fruits of today’s work in the mountains.

“Hey, Second Grandpa, you guys had a good harvest today, and you dug so many Smilax cocos.”

The two men poured out the basket, and there were many medicinal herbs on the ground.

There are many kinds, including angelica, pinellia, cassia, motherwort, salvia and smilax.

The most numerous of them are the roots of Smilax cocos, which takes up more than half of the space in the basket.

After the autumn harvest, it is the time to dig for medicinal materials in the mountains. Many people will go up to the mountains to dig some when they have time.

Some medicinal materials can be kept at home as backup, and most of the unused ones can be taken to the city and sold to subsidize household expenses.

"I'm lucky today. My second uncle and I found a lot of Smilax poria, all of which are more than ten years old."

Zhang An could tell this even if Zhang Yixin didn't say anything. The Smilax smilax season is not short.

After all, that root has grown so big, how could it be that it just grew a few years ago.

Smilax poria is a common and commonly used Chinese medicinal material.

It has the effect of dehumidifying, and can improve symptoms such as head and body fatigue, dull mouth and appetite, damp-heat and turbidity caused by excessive moisture in the body.

In addition, it can also play a role in smoothing joints and relieving muscle and bone pain.

And it can not only be used as medicine, but also as a dietary material.

The locals have dug up Smilax cocos and are no strangers to this medicinal material.

"By the way, Xiao An, we also dug up a few yams. Take them and see what to do with them."

While talking to Zhang An, Zhang and his party took out three yams from the pile of medicinal materials. A long yam was handed to Zhang An.

Although this yam is considered a medicinal material, in Zhang An's opinion, it is mostly used as food.

On weekdays, many people like to buy yams and stew chicken and bones at home, and some even stew tortoise.

Because eating this food can strengthen the body, nourish the kidneys and replenish essence.

And it’s effective for both men and women, so a lot of people buy it.

When handing it to Zhang An, Zhang Yi Xing smiled.

Looking at Zhang and his party, Zhang An felt that his godfather didn't just happen to bump into him, but he probably went to find him on purpose.

Actually, Zhang An really guessed it right. When Zhang and his party were thinking about going into the mountains, they thought that Zhang An had just gotten married, so they were careful.

However, Zhang An did not refuse. This stuff can nourish the kidneys, but eating it on daily basis also has other benefits.

These yams are the best choice regardless of their size or appearance. They look pretty good.

And this stuff is wild and much more effective than artificially grown ones.

Zhang An found a place to put it for the time being. He didn’t want to eat it now, but wanted to plant it in the space.

"Xiao Ying, do you feel unbearable pain in your abdomen every time Geranium comes?"

After cleaning up the medicinal materials and preparing to wash the Smilax, Zhang and his party moved toward Su Ying next to Zhang An asked.

"Ah, godfather, how did you know?"

Su Ying blushed immediately when Zhang Yixing asked.

Tiankui is the girl's aunt. She was indeed very uncomfortable during those days, and it has lasted for many years.

But except for her mother Wu Qiuping, she has never told anyone else.

"I can see it. I will give you a prescription later. After you drink a few times according to the prescription in the next few days, you will be better."

TCM pays attention to looking, smelling, asking and feeling. , he has been back for several days, so he can see something from Su Ying.

After all, Zhang Yixing has studied Chinese medicine with his master for decades, so he must have something on his hands.

"Xiao An, I'll dictate the recipe, you find something to write it down."

After Zhang An found paper and pen, Zhang An read out the recipe line by line.

Looking at the prescription in his hand, Zhang An knew why the medicine he dug today contained motherwort.

Zhang and his party had noticed the feeling a long time ago, and when they went to the mountain to dig for medicine today, they happened to prepare the main medicine.

Motherwort does have the effect of treating women’s inconveniences, but generally few people dig it.

Because not many people use it on weekdays, pharmacies don’t often carry it.

After Zhang An helped clean the Smilax cocos on the ground, Zhang and his party called him over to deal with the motherwort.

After all, this is what his wife wants to use, so she must ask him to handle it himself.

The processing method is not difficult, just wash it a little, then cut it into sections, dry it in the sun and then use it.

As for other medicinal materials, Zhang An has them at home.

After dinner in the evening, Zhang An went to the pen house to see some little guys.

Because there were four babies in the litter this time, Zhang An was a little worried that Xiao Hei's milk would not be big enough to eat, leaving several little ones hungry.

After all, Xiao Hei is a first-time mother, so it is normal for the milk storage in the bottle to be insufficient.

Sure enough, when we walked to the nest, three of them had almost eaten and began to lie down and sleep.

In the end, there was a little one left, holding the bottle on Xiao Hei's belly and starting to cry.

It was probably because there was no more milk in it and the little guy was starving because his belly was not bulging.

But fortunately these days, there is a ewe in Zhang An’s sheepfold that has just given birth.

This time I only gave birth to a lamb, so the ewe had plenty of milk.

Zhang An returned home and found the milk bottle he used before, and quickly squeezed out a bottle of warm goat milk.

I have to say that the little guy has a big appetite. He drank up a full bottle of milk in a short time.

(End of this chapter)