Siheyuan: Buyers get rich from hunting

The next morning, Liu Pingan woke up from his sleep at daybreak. After opening his eyes, he felt a fresh air mixed with the fragrance of soil and leaves, like a gift from nature, blowing in his face, refreshing his spirit. Outside the window, a few early birds were standing on the branches, some lowering their heads to peck at food, some raising their heads to sing. The clear and melodious chirping sounds came one after another, as if they were the most beautiful music of nature, reminding the sleeping people that a new day has quietly arrived.

Liu Ping'an stretched himself, and his muscles and bones made a slight sound as they stretched, which was a long-lost sense of relaxation and comfort. Then, he slowly stood up and put on his slightly old but clean clothes. After washing up, he walked briskly to the kitchen and found that his sister-in-law had been busy for a long time and prepared a hearty breakfast for him - a bowl of steaming and fragrant fish porridge.

This bowl of fish porridge was carefully placed on the stove, exuding an enticing aroma that made people salivate. Liu Pingan picked up the bowl and gently stirred it with a spoon. He saw the white, tender and delicate fish meat in the bowl, intertwined with the soft and glutinous rice grains and the emerald green leaves, like a colorful painting, which aroused his strong appetite. He couldn't help but taste it. Suddenly, the deliciousness of the fish meat and the sweetness of the rice porridge collided and blended on the tip of his tongue. The rich taste was like a warm current, instantly conquering his taste buds, making him couldn't help but exclaim: "The fish porridge made by my sister-in-law is so delicious! It's really a delicacy in the world!"

After dinner, my brother put on a brand new cotton-padded jacket. The jacket was soft and bright in color, and he looked particularly energetic. He looked at himself in the mirror again and again, with a satisfied and happy smile on his face, as if he was very satisfied with the new jacket. Then, he straightened his clothes and prepared to go out to do some work.

At the same time, my sister-in-law also put on a warm and comfortable new cotton-padded jacket, which was elegant in style and warm in color, complementing her gentle temperament. She carried a backpack full of daily necessities and prepared to go to the aunt's house nearby. It turned out that she had made an appointment with a few friends to go to the mountain to collect firewood today in case of emergency. As the saying goes, "You will never be poor if you have enough food and clothes, and you will never be poor if you plan." Although there is enough firewood at home, my sister-in-law still maintains the good habit of thrift and always prepares for a rainy day and stocks up various necessities of life in advance.

Liu Pingan sat alone in the yard, holding a pipe in his hand and smoking silently. His eyes were a little confused, and his face was full of fatigue and boredom. Thinking back to the fishing life he had been engaged in for many years, he felt an indescribable fatigue and boredom. He was eager to find a new activity to enrich himself and make his life more colorful. So he looked around and his eyes fell on the shabby bamboos in the corner. He decided to use these bamboos to make traps and catch some birds to add fun to his life.

The nephews nearby saw their uncle busy and their curiosity was immediately piqued. They gathered around him, staring at the bamboo in his hand like a group of curious kittens. They asked curiously, "Uncle, what are you doing?"

Liu Pingan smiled and replied, "I'm making a trap to catch birds. Do you want to see it?"

The nephews' eyes lit up immediately after hearing this, and they almost jumped up in excitement. They looked at the bamboo in Liu Ping'an's hand with great anticipation, and the scene of those cute little birds falling into the trap appeared in their minds. They nodded one after another to show their willingness to help, so Liu Ping'an patiently taught them how to weave traps, explaining and demonstrating at the same time. The nephews learned very seriously, and their little hands shuttled between the bamboo strips, weaving one exquisite trap after another.

Liu Ping'an's nimble fingers shuttled flexibly between the trap materials, as if performing a silent dance. Every movement was just right, just like a magic trick, and he quickly wove a trap that was both delicate and practical. While busy, he used his magnetic voice to explain in detail to his nephews: "You see, making this trap is a big deal! First of all, it must be hidden enough so that those clever little birds can't detect the slightest abnormality, which requires us to work hard on material selection and layout; at the same time, it must also take into account stability, so that when the birds fall into the trap, they can be firmly trapped and have no chance to escape; and we have to pay attention to the strength, so that we can easily catch them without hurting them. After all, we just want to add some fun to life, and don't want to hurt these innocent little lives."

The nephews listened attentively, their eyes fixed on Liu Ping'an's hands, as if they were under a spell, and they were reluctant to even blink, for fear of missing any important steps. Especially the older nephew Xiao Ming, his eyes revealed a strong desire and expectation, he clenched his hands into fists, leaned forward slightly, and couldn't wait to try it himself. He asked happily: "Uncle, I also want to learn how to make traps, can you teach me?" His voice was full of expectation and excitement, as if he had seen the moment when the trap he made by himself successfully caught the bird.

Liu Pingan smiled happily, his eyes full of encouragement and appreciation for his nephew, he nodded without hesitation and handed the unfinished trap to Xiao Ming. Xiao Ming was very excited, he took the trap carefully, his eyes flashed with determination, as if announcing to the world: I am ready to meet this challenge!

Xiao Ming observed the structure of the trap with full concentration, his eyes were focused and serious, not missing any details. Then, he began to imitate his uncle's movements and started weaving.

Although his technique was a little clumsy and he would make small mistakes from time to time, such as the bamboo strips were not woven tightly enough or the shape of the trap was not regular enough, he was not discouraged. Instead, he devoted himself to it more attentively.

Whenever he encountered difficulties, he would look up at Liu Ping'an, and Liu Ping'an would always give him encouraging smiles and gentle guidance in time to help him overcome one difficulty after another.

As time went by, Xiao Ming's technique became more and more proficient, and the trap was getting closer to completion. A confident smile appeared on his face, as if he had seen the dawn of victory.