Pamper Eighties

On this day, Madam Feng knocked on the food bowl as usual and shouted, "Huzi, Huzi, come out to eat." But she shouted several times in a row, but Huzi didn't come out. Usually it's not like this. When it comes to eating, it is the most active. What's going on today?

She checked the yard and the house, but she didn't even see a hair on the tiger's head, which was strange to her.

"It used to come out as soon as you knocked on the basin. Where did it go today?"

Madam Feng waited at home all morning. In the afternoon, she couldn't hold it any longer. She even went to the village to look for a tiger. When she saw someone, she asked, "Have you seen my tiger?" Son, how rare it is now, I feel panic in my heart when I find out that the tiger is gone.

Hu Zi lived in Lao Feng's house for two or three months. He followed the little dolls around the village all day long. Everyone in the village knew him. Where did this tiger go? Wouldn't it be taken away by the beasts on the mountain? Ah bah bah, it doesn't work, it doesn't work, it doesn't work.

As if to vent her worries, Madam Feng stood at the entrance of the village and said, "Dare to go outside? I won't break its legs when it comes back!"

When the family heard that Huzi was gone, they were very worried. Only Xiao Mengmeng was still like a normal person. Madam Feng just thought she was too young and ignorant, and she didn't feel abnormal.

After dinner, Su Wan squatted by the well to wash the dishes, while Madam Feng sat on the small bench with Mengmeng in her arms, her eyes fixed on the courtyard door, but her mouth was pulling homely: "Old people, you say this tiger. I haven't come back all day, I'm afraid I ran back to the mountain?"

Su Wan also felt that there was some truth, and she casually responded: "Mom, tigers are beasts after all, they are not well-bred."

But she didn't think that just after her voice fell, a vigorous figure suddenly rushed into the fence. It was fast, brought a burst of orange wind, and fell silently into the middle of the yard, it was actually a tiger!

Before Mrs. Feng had time to rejoice, she saw that Huzi had something in his mouth. He quickly ran to Mrs. Feng and threw the thing in his mouth. It was a beautiful bird. pheasant. This pheasant has all colors on its body, and its tail is so long that it is completely dead.

Seeing that there was still a trace of dried blood left on Huzi's mouth, his golden eyes looked a bit animalistic, making Old Lady Feng inexplicably afraid to touch the pheasant. Huzi thought she didn't want it, so he hurriedly pushed the pheasant over with his head down, and pushed it all the way to Mrs. Feng's leg, and raised his paw to pat her on the instep.

"For me?" Madam Feng was surprised and delighted.

Hu Zi glanced at Mengmeng in her arms, turned around and ran to the edge of the corridor, where he lay down and licked his paws slowly.

Madam Feng reached out and turned over the pheasant. It was quite heavy, and she smiled happily, "Oh, it turns out that the tiger was gone hunting for a day, tsk tsk tsk, our tiger is really amazing, this is the first A pheasant came back after the first hunting, and it is very promising, and it is indeed an animal of our old Feng family."

"This chicken can't stay overnight, so I have to pluck it quickly," she turned around and shouted into the house, "Old man, come out and help boil the water."

"It's almost night, why are you still burning water? Hey, Huzi, are you back?" As soon as Old Man Feng came out, he saw Huzi, and then saw the chicken, "Is this... Huzi came back?"

"Who was it that Hu Zi beat?" Madam Feng was already laughing so hard, she pushed her old man with her hand, "Go and boil a pot of hot water, I want to keep such a beautiful hair, I'll keep it some other day. Make Mengmeng a little shuttlecock."

"Hey, Huzi, you are really promising." The old man Feng was also very happy. The pheasant in the mountains is agile and cunning. The average person can't hunt it, and he can't eat it once in a while. I didn't expect Huzi to go out once. Call back one, tsk tsk tsk really capable.

When the old man Feng had boiled a pot of hot water and brought it out, the family was already praising it around Huzi, especially Dawa Erwa, who kept saying, "Huzi, where did you hunt this chicken? Where have you been today? Is it on the mountain? Are there chickens on the mountain?"

It was annoying to ask Huzi, and they moved to another position and they were still asking: "Huzi Huzi, why are you ignoring me? Huzi, why did you leave?"

Hu Zi didn't go far, just jumped to the fence, and stretched a big lazy waist to the crescent moon, the cold moonlight sprinkled on its solid back, and it had the temperament of a beast. But when they looked again, Hu Zi was already squatting there, with his front paws squinting and dozing off, like a big round ball of fur.

The pheasant was plucked overnight, and the next day, a pot of pheasant soup was made, and two chicken legs were cut in half for the three dolls and tiger seeds to share.

"Yeah, it's delicious, it's so delicious!" Dawa Erwa nibbled on the chicken legs, and the mouth was full of oil. When they were born, they had not yet reformed and opened up, and they had a hard time. Growing up, I have never eaten a full meal, but I finally ate it today.

Mengmeng was too young to eat chicken legs, so Mrs. Feng cut the chicken legs into shreds for her and boiled them into a small pot of shredded chicken porridge. She also added several spoons of chicken soup into it. The fragrance was mellow, cute Meng ate it all in one breath.

A few adults ate this pot of chicken soup. The umami was fragrant and tender. Everyone ate three or four bowls of white rice and filled their stomachs. They only felt that it was richer than the Chinese New Year. Zi said, "Hu Zi also knows how to hunt and support his family. We didn't raise it for nothing, so we should treat Mengmeng better. We will also take care of it more in the future."

Hu Zi squatted on the side and ate a feast of chicken and fish. A big fluffy tail was swung around, and the tip of the tail was still on the ground little by little.

Since Huzi learned to hunt, the Feng family no longer has to worry about its food. It can go to the mountains to fill its stomach, and every time it can bring back a piece of prey to the family. At first, it was just wild rabbits, pheasants, wild birds, etc. Later, it gradually became a slut, a fawn, a wild goat, and once even dragged back a small wild boar, which was bigger than itself, and I don’t know why it is so powerful.

With so much meat, the Feng family alone could not finish it, so Mrs. Feng marinated them and made them into air-dried meat. The meat piled up more and more, and gradually the stove was full. As soon as I entered the kitchen, it was densely packed with meat.

The number of times is too many, and it is inevitable that people in the village will see it. It is impossible to say that they have no idea in their hearts. Everyone is greedy for meat these days, they are so greedy that their eyes are almost green, and birds can fade out of their mouths. But now it is no different than before. There is no big pot of rice to eat. Everyone has to take care of their own family. Even if they have ideas, they can only keep them in their hearts. In the end, only envy is left.

"You said we stay in the mountains every day, why haven't we seen an animal?" A group of village women squatted by the river to wash their clothes. The river flows out of the mountains and flows all the way to the sea. A gentle river beach was formed, and the villagers who did not dig wells usually wash their clothes here.

When it comes to the tiger child of the old Feng family, one or two of them are very envious, "I don't know how this tiger child grows, how can it grow so big? Everyone saw it when it was picked up, isn't it? Is it a slap in the face? It has only been a few months, and it is as strong as a calf. Do you think it is a tiger or a leopard?"

"I don't think so. How many years have we lived in this village, when have we seen animals like tigers?"

A woman next to me suddenly said mysteriously: "I tell you, don't tell anyone else, my boss said that the tiger is the beast in front of the mountain god, and all the beasts that built the road and built the mountain have all run away, only If Huzi can catch it, it must be the mountain **** who is taking care of it."

She thought she spoke in a low voice, but in fact the people around her heard it, "It's true what you said! Ever since the village chief went to the mountain, Grandpa Mountain God has appeared. He not only helped us build the road, but also gave Huzi to him. The village chief's family has brought it, do you think this is the mountain **** who is taking care of his family?"

"The feng shui of this old Feng family is all smoked, how can you be so taken care of by the Mountain God?" The women in the village felt sour with envy, and all looked at the Feng family next to them.

Mrs. Feng gave birth to three sons, named Yimin, Yijun, and Yiren. Now the Yijun family and the Yiren family are washing clothes beside them.

The woman who had such a good thing said with a smile, "From the Yijun family, your mother-in-law's family has got so much meat, do you have any for you to try?"

"There are some," Zhao Chunhua recalled the smell of the meat, and smiled naively on her face, "Mom gave it to my house several times, and the meat is fragrant and delicious."

A woman squatting beside Chen Hongmei heard this, and asked curiously: "From the Yiren family, your mother-in-law is very kind to you, even though the family is split up and she will give you meat to eat, why haven't I heard of you? Woolen cloth?"

Chen Hongmei pounded her clothes so hard that her mouth was sour: "What? It's only four times! It's all the uncle's family who chooses the leftovers. There's so much meat, I don't know how to give more. Five The six babies are all growing, aren't they the grandsons of the old Feng family? How eccentric!"

This woman listened to her so coldly, and hurriedly laughed and hit a haha, and stopped talking, she didn't want to get involved in this matter between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

After the Feng family had washed their clothes and walked away, the woman said to the person next to her, "It's hard to be a mother-in-law. If it were me, I would simply not give it away, and she would be greedy to death. It's not cheap enough."