Chapter 446
“There are so many maggots this year, and all the eggs in the nests have fallen out. When Xiao Chao and I came over after dinner, Uncle Qi had already picked up a lot. Let’s be honest. The food was roasted over the fire...
When I returned to the thatched shed to get matches, I saw a turtle crawling beside the bed.
After seeing it, Xuecheng and I used torches to look around. One photo, my dear, after a while, I saw several in a row. I picked it up and looked at it carefully. We discovered that this is the wheat field turtle we used to have when we were young.
It makes us happy? Broken.”
Wang Xuecheng said with a grin.
This guy has a good name and a good temperament, but he looks a bit arrogant, short, and likes to keep his head bald, which is very unpleasant to look at.
His father is Wang Jukun, and he and Wang Jusheng are cousins, so the seventh uncle mentioned refers to Wang Jusheng.
“I haven’t seen them for many years. I only saw a few when I went hunting in the mountains the year before last. They were very small...
These are considered big ones.”
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Chen Ling picked out a turtle from an iron bucket and played with it over and over in his hands.
These wheat field turtles have brown tortoise shells with beige textures, and their shells and claws are covered with dirty mud. They are actually not much different from most turtles.
But this is not that kind of Brazilian turtle.
It is a real turtle native to China.
I really don’t know what the specific scientific name is.
Chen Ling learned some of the scientific names of other things like badgers, magazis, mountain civets, etc. by accident, and found out their true identities by suddenly recalling interesting things from his childhood and searching on the Internet.
But for this wheat field turtle, there has never been an accurate answer.
As for why it is called a wheat field turtle?
This is because this kind of turtle likes to go ashore to lay eggs after the fifth month of the lunar calendar, and especially likes to get into wheat fields.
When the wheat is harvested in the village, the villagers can often catch this kind of turtle in the field, along with the turtle eggs.
Chen Ling heard from his father that when they were young, the wheat field turtles were so loud that they were very big and almost always weighed upwards.
And there are many of them on the river beach. You can step on them accidentally when you go to the river to take a bath.
It is said that Wang Xuecheng's uncle Wang Juqian once went to the river to take a bath. Half tired from playing, he lay down in the shallow water to warm himself and went to sleep.
In the end, I met a bold turtle and bit him on a vital part, almost wiping out his descendants. This matter has been circulating for many years. It is not only famous in Chenwangzhuang, but also known to many people from all over the country. It is almost as famous as Yang Gangdan.
Seeing Wang Susu and Wang Siyi coming from behind, Chen Ling waved to them and shouted: "Susu, come and see, this is where we used to harvest wheat. You can always catch wheat field turtles, have you seen them? ”
Wang Susu has only been married here for four or five years. She has never seen these things before.
Shaked his head and said: "I have heard from the aunts and ladies in the village that when it was time to harvest wheat, in addition to pheasants, rabbits, quails and hedgehogs, there were also turtles that always crawled into the wheat fields. , and accidentally trample the turtle eggs in their nests..."
She said this, but Wang Siyi, who was holding her arm next to her, was filled with questions: "How could a turtle do that? How about going to the wheat field? The wheat field is not a rice field, there is no water, and the wheat field is so far away from the river."
As he said this, he and Wang Susu went to the iron bucket to look at the turtles crawling inside.
Chen Ling smiled when he heard this: "Didn't you hear what your sister-in-law said? If someone steps on a turtle egg, it must be laying eggs in the wheat field. This turtle, like the old turtle, goes to the shore to lay eggs. There are When laying eggs, they like to crawl farther away...
That is to say, if we plant wheat here in the summer, if we plant all the watermelons, they will do the same in the melon fields.
This thing is really nothing unusual here. Some people here even made up a saying about this wheat field tortoise, which is called "catching turtles in the wheat field - a sure thing", which means crawling into the wheat field. The turtles on the ground are easy to catch, and you can catch them accurately.
We could see this scene more than ten years ago. Every year during the wheat harvest season, it was also the season for turtles to lay eggs. At that time, we often followed adults to pick up turtles and turtle eggs.
If you are lucky, you can pick up five or six turtles and half a basin of turtle eggs in one morning.
The turtles at that time were bigger than the ones in this bucket, at least seven or eight taels, and the big ones weighed more than two kilograms...
Later, it stopped working. Too much pesticides and chemical fertilizers were used, and within a few years there were no more turtles in the wheat fields.
It’s a good thing to be able to see it now. "
"Really? "
Wang Siyi opened her mouth wide in surprise, reached out and grabbed a half-sized turtle from the bucket and looked at it again and again.
"Of course it is true, the rich are not bragging... ”
Wang Jusheng chuckled and said quite proudly: "When we were young, there were not only turtles in the old river bay, but also at the reservoir. As long as the weather was warm, there would be a long line of turtles along the river embankment, with the big ones carrying the smaller ones on their backs. , all come out to get some air and warmth.
When I go to the river to take a bath, I often step on something slippery and dive hard to fish it out, either a turtle or a big snail shell.
In fact, there were not only turtles at that time, but also old turtles.
If it had been thirty years earlier, there would have been even more of them. Every time it rains, you can catch half a basket of turtles and turtles just by wandering around.”
Wang Siyi found it interesting, but she had never heard of such a thing in Wandao. Asked: "Since the quantity is so large, don't you want to eat it? I have always heard in my place that in the 1950s and 1960s, we couldn't eat meat here."
Hearing her question, Wang Jusheng immediately became energetic, but before he could speak, Wang Xuecheng intervened and answered first: "If you don't want to eat, An Da said, old turtles and turtles are hairy things. Eat too much of these two things." , it’s easy to get lumps in your stomach.”
“Get lumps?”
Wang Siyi tilted her head in confusion, “You don’t want to eat fish either?”
This time it was Wang Wenchao who answered, "Eat, eat fish, but there is no oil and I can't bear to put it in, so it doesn't taste good."
I heard from my grandpa and grandma that there used to be fish that were more than half a meter long. Big black fish, eel as thick as an arm, big carp that can’t fit in the basin...
In short, there used to be big fish everywhere, but there was no oil and water. The fish were light and fishy, and it was unpalatable. People in the village would vomit after eating the fish. "
The three gentlemen, in front of Wang Siyi, a young and beautiful Bay Island beauty, expressed themselves very actively.
Although Wang Siyi drove a tractor to help Chen Ling's family harvest wheat before,
It extinguished the excitement of many young and old men.
But after all, such a beautiful beauty is from Wandao, even if it does not fit in with their fantasy of Pan Jinlian. , that is also a real beauty.
Even Wang Jusheng, a father of two, couldn't help but want to show off a few times.
Don’t talk about young people like Wang Wenchao and Wang Xuecheng.
After a while, the three of them started talking from the water to the mountain.
There were wolves, insects, tigers and leopards, wolves with bastards, donkey-headed wolves, demons and ghosts, which made Wang Siyi scream again and again.
Chen Ling did not listen to their show off, so he took Wang Susu, Wang Zhenzhen and Ruirui to catch turtles in the melon fields.
These melon fields are on the beach near Laohe Bend.
There are many turtles in the wheat field. But it’s not that easy to find because it’s blocked by vigorously growing watermelon vines and leaves.
And these turtles will stop moving as soon as they hear noise or encounter light.
Sometimes it is right under your feet, but it just stays motionless under the watermelon leaves.
Even if it is illuminated by a flashlight, it is blocked by the shadow of the leaves and cannot be seen.
But it’s just because of this that it’s a lot more fun.
Wang Zhenzhen has been going to school here for two years. He has played with most things, but he has never played with catching turtles at night.
He Ruirui giggled and ran around, rummaging under the watermelon leaves to see if there was a turtle. When he found it, he shouted with joy, grabbed the turtle and ran to Chen Ling and Wang Susu to let them Help hold it.
Then he ran around looking for it happily.
Suddenly, under the bright moonlight, a small black shadow crawled over on the beach next to the melon field.
Wang Zhenzhen looked over with the light of a flashlight and could see a turtle crawling.
Ruirui's eyes lit up, and she twisted her little body and called her parents to let them see.
Wang Zhenzhen ran over at this time: "There are also turtles on the beach, which are easier to catch than in the melon fields. Ruirui, follow me quickly."
The little thing suddenly didn't care to call Chen Ling. He quickly ran over with Hei Wa and followed Wang Zhenzhen everywhere.
After a while, when I got tired of catching the turtle, I sat down on a watermelon nearby, panted and rested. After I was rested, I bent down to nibble on the watermelon again.
When Chen Ling talked about him, he grinned with his small mouth and eyes curled up in a silly way.
Wang Susu looked at the bamboo basket and saw a few turtles, so she pulled him back: "Okay, I have caught five or six turtles. It's enough to play. I want to eat uncle's watermelon. Let your father choose a good one later, and don’t touch it yourself.”
This place is close to the water and there are many mosquitoes. Wang Susu doesn’t want his son to run around here all the time.
At this time, Wang Jusheng and Wang Siyi built a bonfire on the river beach and roasted the Magazi bird eggs.
Afraid of being bitten by mosquitoes, Wang Siyi also lit an extra match rope. The scent of mugwort wafted around the campfire.
When he saw them coming back from catching turtles, he gave them roasted bird eggs for them to eat.
"Fugui came out with a fishing net, are you here to catch fish?"
"Yes, I just learned to weave a net from Grandpa Four, and I have weaved two small nets in the past few days. Say it and try it.”
After getting familiar with the big net of strange fish, he plans to do it by himself without the help of Fourth Grandpa.
Just going out tonight to try out the net and catch some fish.
As a result, we haven’t caught the fish yet, but we have caught the turtle first.
"Haha, guard the river. When can't you catch fish? This wheat field turtle has been around for a while, but it will be hard to see."
Wang Jusheng patted the dirt on his butt and stood up. , "I'm going to pick a watermelon, let's talk while eating it."
Wang Wenchao said: "The watermelon in my field is big, pick my uncle Jusheng, uncle Fugui will eat you all day long I have watermelon at home. I’ve definitely never tasted my watermelon before.”
"Okay, let your baby show off."
Wang Jusheng went to pick melons from his melon field. Wang Wenchao continued to roast the eggs and said with a smile: "Xuecheng and I have already been out of the cage. Let’s wait and see if any eels or loaches get in. It’s cool at night, and there are a lot of fish coming out to eat.” It’s fragrant and sweet. When you finish eating Xiaochao’s watermelon, you’ll eat my watermelon and guard the melon field.”
Wang Xuecheng also shouted.
Chen Ling laughed when he heard this: "Okay, tonight I will accompany you to watch the watermelons in the middle of the night. We are building roads everywhere here, and tomorrow we will go to Tenghe Township to take a boat ride on the waterway. We are not in a hurry to go home and sleep. ”
After a while.
Wang Siyi heard what they were talking about and secretly tugged at Chen Ling's clothes and whispered: "Brother Ling, are there really wolves in the mountains here? I heard them say that wolves have human bodies. Wolf Head, like Grandma Wolf, likes to come out at night to catch people, drag them to the mountains and eat them. "
Chen Ling paused when he heard this, and was speechless: "Don't. Listen to their nonsense, what have I made up for them, and say that I am the king of the mountains, you can just listen to it as a ghost story, it is all to scare little kids.”
These three old men are so bad that they tell girls supernatural stories.
Wang Jusheng came over with watermelon in his arms. When he heard this, he hurriedly denied it and said, "Hey, that's not to scare the little kid. Uncle Cunye also told me about the Gluttonous Smiling Ghost and Mukeli. There are... in the mountains over Fenglei Town...
Think about it, after Prince Turtle appeared here, the wheat field turtles that had not been seen for many years appeared, and more old turtles appeared in the water.
Things like this can happen.
Aren’t you surprised that something strange happens in the mountains?”
Wang Siyi, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, felt his scalp tightening again. : "Stop talking, it's late at night."
Bay Islanders are superstitious.
The island is small, but has many mountains and many temples dedicated to it.
The stories of various folk ghosts and gods circulated are also very complicated.
Many elderly people in Wandao believe in ghosts and gods.
Wang Siyi was naturally affected to some extent.
This is very taboo.
“Crack.”
As he spoke, Wang Jusheng broke open the watermelon, simply divided it into several pieces and distributed them to several people: “Haha, sister Siyi is afraid, so let’s not talk about it, come and eat the melon.”
Just after finishing speaking, Wang Zhenzhen came over and said: "Sister Siyi, don't be afraid. I heard my father say that it is not scary. Mu Ke just trades wood with others. It will collect firewood by itself in the mountains. Let's go After meeting someone on the road at night, he would drop a bundle of firewood and run away after taking something he was carrying.
Even if he is a monster in the mountains, he is still a good monster. ”
When Wang Siyi heard this, she couldn't help but tremble again when she thought about the scene.
I was scared, but I was full of curiosity about these stories of mountain spirits and ghosts that were very different from theirs. I couldn’t help but ask: "This wooden guest can trade wood with others, so what?" Where is the Gluttonous Ghost? "
"The Gluttonous Ghost has a blue face and laughs loudly when he sees people at night..."
Wang Zhenzhen started talking while chewing on the watermelon.
Not to mention, taking advantage of the night to watch watermelons next to the melon field and tell some ghost stories is quite atmospheric.
Slowly, even Wang Siyi, a foreigner from Bay Island, was frightened, but he couldn't help but immersed himself in it.
(End of this chapter)