Marrying an Educated Youth in 70s: I led the farm system to counterattack

That night, Yang Mo saved two fish and sold the rest to the system. This cold-water fish is a relatively rare species. She sold ten catties of fish for 680 points.

That night, she was always smiling in her dreams.

The next day, after breakfast, Yang Mo went to Old Uncle Feng's house with a fish weighing more than three catties.

When Uncle Feng went up the mountain, only Aunt Feng was at home. Aunt Feng laughed when she saw her, making sugar water and looking for hazelnuts.

Hazelnut is a small nut from the mountains in the north.

Yang Mo handed the fish to Aunt Feng: "This is yesterday when I went to make ice with Dongmei and the others, and brought it here for Auntie, you and Uncle Feng to change the taste."

"You eat by yourself, and you can exchange more money from the commune. If you live alone, you have to prepare for everything." Aunt Feng said worriedly.

"I kept it." Yang Mo just smiled.

Aunt Feng was not too polite: "If you have nothing to do today, you can stay at home. Your uncle should be back tonight."

Yang Mo: "My uncle has gone up the mountain again? You don't want to talk about him, he is still running up the mountain at such an advanced age."

Aunt Feng was also quite helpless: "I can't say anything about him. He has been dealing with mountains and forests all his life. If he doesn't go up for a while, he still can't stay."

Yang Mo: "Well, I'm here to accompany you today, so don't make me annoyed." It was supposed to be a coquettish tone, but Yang Mo said it in a very righteous way, which is not against peace.

Aunt Feng smiled and said, "Look at what you girl said, how can Auntie despise you." Then she got up and went to find something to eat for Yang Mo.

The two mothers here chatted enthusiastically, and the time passed quickly. In the middle of the afternoon, the two mothers went to prepare dinner together again.

Aunt Feng picked out the meat and bones. According to her words, Xiao Mo, you haven't eaten in a long time, and you look thin, so I have to cook something good for you.

In the mountains over there, Old Uncle Feng was quite embarrassed, he fell into a pit.

He didn't go deep into the mountain this time. Since he got older, he only moved around a little bit inward from the outside. He was afraid of accidents if he went too far, but this time he encountered an accident on the outside. .

Originally, he shot a roe deer and caught two flying dragons (a kind of wild hazel pheasant, delicious.), so he thought about going back.

Unexpectedly, halfway through the periphery, he encountered a big wild boar. He thought he had gained a lot, and it was quite late, so he didn't plan to do it.

Who knows that you can't get what you want, it's not up to you to decide whether to do it or not.

When the wild boar saw him, it rushed over screaming. The mountain was covered with snow, and the pig was stunned. It was jealous of everything it saw.

Few large animals come out of the surrounding area. Villagers from several nearby brigades go up the mountain almost every day. They have visited the surrounding area several times. The animals have their own way of survival and can sense the danger of the surrounding area.

But when the mountains were covered by heavy snow, some animals couldn't help being hungry and ran to the outskirts, and even ran into the villages to run around in people's homes. Of course, most of these animals were also punished on the spot.

Old Uncle Feng saw the wild boar rushing towards him, put down the prey in his hand and raised his arm to shoot.

Old Uncle Feng is an old hand with accurate marksmanship, but the self-made shotgun is not powerful, and the wild boar is only slightly injured. Old Uncle Feng has no choice but to turn around and circle around.

One person and one pig staged a good show of chasing and counter-killing in the surrounding forest. After all, pigs are simple-minded, and after a few rounds, they are at a disadvantage.

Based on old Uncle Feng's experience, just leave it alone now, it will hang up by itself after half an hour, just delay now.

Letting go of his guard, he circled around the pig, but he didn't expect his feet to be empty, and he fell directly into the pit.

Someone must have dug this trap, and there were sharpened wooden spikes underneath. Old Uncle Feng was lucky, he slid down the edge and didn't suffer too much damage, but his thigh was still pierced.

The padded clothes were thick, and the wound was not deep, but he just couldn't use his strength, and this hole became a natural moat that old Uncle Feng couldn't get over.

Yang Mo and Aunt Feng cooked dinner together, and Aunt Feng was still muttering: "This old thing, it's time to come back, why hasn't there been a sign yet."

Yang Mo said, "Auntie, let me meet Uncle Feng."

Aunt Feng waved her hand: "No need, you sit down, you must have been delayed by something." She really wasn't worried, her husband was very familiar with this mountain.

But when the sky was getting darker and darker, Aunt Feng couldn't sit still anymore. The old thing started a few years ago, and he came down at about the same time when he entered the mountain. It has never been so late.

Yang Mo saw that the ink was gone, took the hat and left: "Auntie, I'll go to meet you, you wait at home."

"Oh, wait for me, I'll go with you too." Aunt Feng also started looking for a hat.

"No need, Auntie is waiting at home." Yang Mo's voice had already left the door.

Walking all the way into the mountain, at the root of the mountain, Yang Mo directly turned on the detection function. The straight-line distance of 300 meters, constantly scanning in different directions, is simply a walking radar.

Ten minutes later, Yang Mo detected Uncle Feng's homemade sledge, the dead silly roe deer on it, and the traces of rolling on the ground.

After another minute, Yang Mo detected the dead wild boar.

It took another minute for Yang Mo to detect the old Uncle Feng lying at the bottom of the pit. The main reason why he found it so late was because she didn't go underground.

Yang Mo ran over in a hurry, more than 200 meters, and there were snow pits everywhere, she didn't dare to rush too fast, and it took nearly 3 minutes to get to the edge of the pit.

Lie down at the bottom of the pit and shout: "Old Uncle Feng, old Uncle Feng."

"It's girl Mo, be careful not to fall, the bottom is quite deep." Old Uncle Feng's voice was still a little confident.

Yang Mo ran back to untie the rope from Uncle Feng's sledge, came to the edge of the pit again, and threw the rope down.Shouted: "Uncle Feng, tie the rope to your body and tie it firmly."

"Okay, look at it too, the top is slippery." Old Uncle Feng yelled from below after taking the rope.

Yang Mo first tied the rope to a nearby tree, and then ran over to pull the small sledge over.

Old Uncle Feng shouted from below, telling Yang Mo that it had been fastened.

"Uncle Feng, then I'll pull it." Yang Mo shouted, and started to pull hard. Thanks to her, other women might not be able to pull it.

Yang Mo kept winding the rope around his arms, and pulled it up little by little. Old Uncle Feng held the rope with both hands to stabilize his body, and slowly reached the mouth of the pit. Then he pulled old Uncle Feng up.

Looking down, one leg of Old Uncle Feng's cotton trousers was frozen with blood, so he hurriedly helped him onto the sledge, took off his leather coat and covered Old Uncle Feng, and then ignored the wild boar, and directly pulled the sledge away. run.

Old Uncle Feng knew that the injury was not serious, but he had lost a lot of blood, and with the cold weather, he didn't dare to be careless, so he didn't have to be brave, and let Yang Mo drag him out.