Chapter 3 third chapter

(...He came to Chizi, the old county seat, and he wanted to visit the real wolf den in Shangzhou again.) The story begins here.Fu Shan was walking against the wind in the wilderness outside the old city. The wind blew one end of his belt off, and his rich hair was all wrinkled.The time was March 17, 1998. The cumulus clouds in the sky were very low, and there was a danger of falling down at any time.Not everything grows tall on the top of the mountain, except for the ginkgo tree in the city, which grows to the height of a person and then begins to branch. It grows slowly for ten or ten years, and they all look like dwarfs. Wood.The thorns are all rust-colored, and their skin is wrinkled like a chicken leg, swaying in the wind with copper notes.Fugui raised his slender legs to pee, and the urine shot high, and the wind blew another piece of rain and landed on its face.Fu Shan watched the wind roll up and down a mound like flowing clouds and water, and up and down again. There was a bunch of wolf hairs hanging on the thorns around him, and as he walked forward, there was another bunch of wolf hairs.From the color of the fur and the degree of curling, Fu Shan knew that it was a relic of the wolf long ago.He raised his head, opened his small mouth, and stared blankly at a lump of cloud in the sky.

The arrival of Fu Shan, in the quiet spring, made the Jiuhu mountain people in the old city jump for joy. They welcomed him with the most solemn etiquette, let him sit on the kang, put the kang table, and poured the corn wine made by themselves. Sieve bowls for him to drink, and then pound potato cakes in a stone mortar.Fu Shan is satisfied with his thick and short body. He has a rough and black square face, a stubble on his chin that is as hard as a shoebrush, and feet that are as strong as a hammer but always smelly from sweating in winter and summer. , but it is a pity that there is no square mouth that can fit a fist. This is the root cause of his bad luck.He drank five bowls of shochu in a row, the gloom did not make him immediately excited, but his whole face was gloomy and ashen. The two wrinkles became deeper and deeper under the praises of the mountain people, his head drooped, and he became more and more silent.Two mice fell from the roof beams and landed on the table impartially, knocking over the wine bowl.The mouse was addicted to tobacco and alcohol because of the owner's smoking and drinking, and it slipped and fell while lying on the wooden beam smoking and drinking.He clamped a mouse firmly with his chopsticks, and pounded it on the table until the mouse's little head burst.At this time, the children took the opportunity to put on his hemp shoes. The hemp shoes were big and were put on the children's shoes, and they wanted to go out with a shotgun.He grabbed the gun and asked with bluffing eyes: ten birds fell on the tree, if one is shot down, how many more will there be?The children said: Nine!He pointed his gun out of the window and let out a crisp sound. A group of sparrows on the ginkgo tree outside the window took off in response. Down.But Fugui was writhing in the air one after another, holding one at the corner of his mouth.The children cheered: Sharpshooter!Sharpshooter!But he snorted while lying on the window sill, remembering how tens of thousands of wolves came to destroy the county, resenting the thousands of wolves roaring outside the north gate, climbing up from the base of the city wall like an arhat, but how could he be negligent How about tending the east gate so that another pack of wolves can attack the city?I was born at the wrong time, I didn't meet that time, and now I am a heroic sharpshooter, but I can only fight these twittering sparrows!

Of course, Fu Shan's arrival also spread to the Giant Panda Conservation and Breeding Base, the director, Comrade Shi De, came to invite him.This bald, highly myopic scientist had a friendship with Fu Shan. When the base was being built, the wolf hunting team lived here for a period of time. They once killed twenty wolves and hung them on the fence of the base. so that the wolves did not dare to come again for several years.When Shi De saw Fu Shan, he called out and raised his hands. He was ready, because Fu Shan used to shake hands with him like pliers, and he grinned in pain. Fu Shan still held them and kept shaking them, but this Returning to Fu Shan, he didn't reach out his hand, and his feet were already drunk like garlic.

Fu Shan helped the mountain people carry water in the river outside the city, and found a gun on the bottom of the river, but what he fished out of the water was a geranium. Looking at the bottom of the river, there was still a gun. The gunman went fishing again, but there was no geranium, and a fish with a black backbone swam away.On the river bank were clumps of thorns with white flowers, and he knew that the spirits of the dead wolves were still entangled here. "You're drunk, captain!" Scha dragged him away, still staring at the bottom of the river. "He has a gun." Fu Shan said, taking a deep breath of the air in the mountains, forests and rivers, "I'm not drunk, I can still drink!"

Shi De looked at Fu Shan and realized that he was a bit old. He farted, and the sound was not as crisp as before. In Shi De's house, Shi De still took out the Luzhou Laojiao that had been preserved for three years, and fried a pack of dried chilies in oil for him to drink. These two things are what hunters like.But Shi De himself did not drink, nor did he accompany Fu Shan in boxing, because the only giant panda raised in the base was about to give birth. The commissioner in the city specially called and asked to report the production status of the giant panda to the administrative office at any time, and must ensure the safety of the mother and child of the world-class living fossil.Shi De is an expert, a director, a member of the Communist Party of China, and a government subsidy. He understands that any job has politics.

Fu Shan stayed in the room drinking alone, he took off his hemp shoes, and the smell of beriberi and alcohol permeated the room.In the middle of the night, Fugui was also lying there drowsily. He stood up and felt that he needed to relieve himself, so he staggered to the toilet.When he came to the base for the first time, he relieved his hands in this toilet, and a nest of maggots scattered one meter away was scattered when he soaked his urine. He leaned against the wall and had a lot to say to Shide, but Shide didn't come.Watching people rushing past in the yard, and a piece of light coming through the flower wall on the right, he knew that they were still busy in the delivery room over there, and he couldn't help thinking of the revolutionary model dramas he had seen before. Under the tall and straight tree, stop and start to express bold words.I laughed to myself, and walked to the giant panda delivery room with my arms tucked in. Only then did I realize that there were other shocking things in the world, and I became sober after being drunk.

At twelve noon the next day, the giant panda gave birth to a mouse-sized cub, but the giant panda died almost at the same time, and the cub died immediately afterward.Both mother and baby pandas died, leaving a group of experts full of knowledge.On this day, the base was shrouded in a sad atmosphere, the clouds in the sky were fragmented, and they settled down to stick to the grass, surrounded the trees, and slipped at the bottom of the steps, as if its fluff could hold it.The scientists all had their mouths open, with messy stubble on their lips, unable to cry but tears streaming down their faces.Shi De sat on the ground for two hours without getting up or speaking, his face was the same color as dirt, he looked like a starving ghost.Fu Shan did not expect that the birth of a human would be as smooth as a poop, but the giant panda would be so difficult, and he had never seen these scientists who once made him mysterious and awed be so pitiful and ridiculous, screaming like a lost concubine. mourn!He pulled Shide up, but he didn't have anything to say to comfort his friend. He just dragged Shide to the courtyard of the base to relax. Not far away was a giant fist-shaped stone hillock, on which was a dilapidated mountain temple. , "Do you eat jujube?" He pointed to a wild jujube tree in Shigangjiao, and there was a shriveled jujube on the top of the tree.He hung his arms on the corner of the cliff and tried to shake the wild jujube tree with his feet. He got the jujube, but Shi De didn't eat it.

"I comfort you, who will give me a word of reassurance?" He was a little angry. "After all, you still have wolves! As for me, I really hope that if I can give birth to a cub, the base will be successful, but now I don't even have a book!" "Has the wolf on Nangong Mountain never come down again?" "No." Shi De responded, but added that it was the people of Jiuhu Mountain who had reflected that on the day when the regulations prohibiting hunting wolves were posted, many animals suddenly gathered in front of the big stone where the notice was posted, including wolves and foxes. , There are goats and wild boars, as well as pheasants, squirrels and snakes, jumping and screaming, and even mating wildly.On the second day, people found large egg clusters laid by frogs in the pond, and there was also a layer of ant eggs in the ant nest.Have they become spirits and are celebrating the carnival? !But the wolf has not been seen since then.

Both of them smiled bitterly, so Fu Shan turned his head and looked towards Nangong Mountain to the east of the city.In fact, there was no palace on Nangong Mountain, the clouds on the mountain had a crack, and the sun slanted down, and the mountain was like a Buddha born, showing a bright light. None of them thought that at this moment, a stone beam on the main mountain A wolf is standing on the ridge. Director Shi De didn't notice that it was a wolf at first, and thought it was a tree or a stone, but Fu Shan screamed excitedly.Lining against the sky, this wolf has a very slender waist and stands facing south, with its long broom-like tail resting on a stone.He immediately recognized that it was wolf No. 11, the strongest and most beautiful wolf among the wolves in the census, but he didn't understand how this wolf was here on Dashun Mountain, a hundred miles away during the census. Appear? !Wolf No. 11 raised his neck high and howled, his voice was sharp and dry, and the syllables should be an octave higher, and one long and one short, and another long and one short, like the cry of mountain people: Hey—Genbao! "It's in heat!" Fu Shan said.Sure enough, another wolf appeared under a tree on the left side of the ridge of the stone beam, and then wolf No. 11 ran towards that wolf, bowing its body, with light hooves, and the two wolves approached, with their tails raised up, as if holding high. Take a feather duster and dance happily.

"That one is number four wolf." Fu Shan said. Fugui who followed barked loudly like a leopard, and his front paws were digging hard on the ground, Fu Shan had no choice but to clamp it tightly with his legs.The wolf is still dancing. "It would be great if giant pandas had estrus like wolves." Shi De said, "Look, if there are wolves, there are hunters. What kind of giant panda expert am I if there are no giant pandas?" The light in Fu Shan's eyes gradually faded. He raised his gun and fired three times into the air.