Chapter 473 Chapter 51 Escape at gunpoint

Sister Si originally planned to return to the city after harvesting the rice.But her aunt repeatedly asked her to stay for two more days.Sister Si asked Auntie why she had to stay two days longer, Auntie faltered. Sister Si thought that her uncle and aunt would miss her, so she put the packed luggage back and helped her aunt dry the rice. It was a summer afternoon, and I was sitting on the threshold of my house, looking at Sister Si absent-mindedly guarding the rice in the ground through the hot sun.Occasionally, chickens and ducks from the neighbors came to peck the rice, so she would hold up the broom and put on a show, yelling "Qi Qi" to drive them away.Frightened, the chickens and ducks ran out of the ground to look for food in the nearby grass.

The golden rice is spread on the ground like gold, fully enjoying the transpiration of the sun.At that time, there was no concrete floor in the village. In order to prevent the rice from mixing with the sand when drying the grain, the farmers used cow dung to slop the ground. The cow dung hardened and formed a shell, which was as effective as a cement floor. Sister Si sat in the shadows under the eaves, as listless as the cat beside her.The cat was at her feet, yawning incessantly, and the sunlight had only a hypnotic effect on it.From time to time, it looked at me opposite me with sapphire-like eyes, and its pupils shrank into a "1" at this time.When I saw it at night, the pupils were round "0".

Suddenly, the cat was startled and ran into the house as if fleeing for refuge. The drowsy Sister Si was awakened by the cat's movement, but saw a handsome man walking across the golden floor.The man was carrying a shotgun more than one meter long, and was holding a bloody and hairy thing in his hand. The man walked towards Sister Si, his eyes narrowed. I don't know if it was because he saw Sister Si smiling, or because the sun was too strong.The thing in his hand was still twitching, and the scarlet blood dripped down, staining the rice on the ground. "Are you Sisi?" The man squinted his eyes and asked, raising the things in his hand.Sister Si saw clearly that it was a shot weasel.

Sister Si stood up from her chair and nodded, "Yes! I am." "Oh." Seeing that Sister Si admitted it, the man walked forward. Sister Si stopped the man who was about to enter the gate, and asked in confusion, "Who are you? How do you know me? What are you doing here?" The man threw the bloody weasel in the main room of Sister Si's house, took off the shotgun on his back and put it away, and replied, "I'm here to give you a present. Well, this weasel is for your parents to drink soup. I chase after it. It took two hills to hit it." Sister Si glanced at the weasel on the ground, her heart convulsed.

"Where are your parents?" the man asked, looking into the back room. Sister Si was a little unhappy, and said lightly, "Why are you giving my parents a gift? They are still taking a nap." The cat curled up in the corner of the main room, trembling. The man looked at Miss Si carefully, and said with a smile: "Don't you know? I'm here on a blind date. Originally, my family and your family had agreed to meet at a good time. But your mother said you are stubborn, so Tell me to come and see you first." Seeing that his shotgun was stained with a little dust, the man carefully wiped the dust off with his cuff.He cherishes his gun very much.

Sister Si said angrily: "It's useless to look at it. I will go to the city to work in two days, and I won't stay at home for too long." The weasel was still twitching.That shotgun is a shotgun, and once fired, it will be a bunch of scattered iron eggs.The weasel was injured in a large area, and he could no longer see his original face clearly. Sister Si was very worried, could it be that this man hit the weasel who often came to the window to accompany her? The aunt came out with a cattail fan in her hand, and when she saw the weasel on the ground, she took two steps back in fright, and when she saw the man again, she immediately burst into smiles. "Oh, it's Xu Qin. Come on, come and drink tea in the room."

Later I found out that Xu Qin was a hunter in a remote mountain village about thirty miles away from our village.I am twenty-four years old, and I am in my birth year.As the saying goes: "The natal year violates the Tai Sui, and the Tai Sui sits on the head. If there is no joy, there will be disaster." It is precisely because of this that Xu Qin's family wants to take advantage of the happy event to get rid of evil spirits. His family also persuaded him to hunt less these days. One is that the wild animals on the mountain are getting rarer and scarcer. In the past, he could hunt four or five rabbits or roe deer in one night. Now it is considered lucky to meet one rabbit or roe deer in one night.The two are still because of the matter of the year of birth, and there is less blood on hand.

But Xu Qin didn't listen. No, I hit a weasel on the way to a blind date. Auntie glared at Sister Si who was standing there dumbfounded, and shouted sharply: "Aren't you going to pour tea for the guests?" Sister Si reluctantly brought a cup of herbal tea and handed it to Xu Qin. Xu Qin took the teacup, sniffed his nose, and asked his aunt with a strange expression: "Auntie, is your house often harassed by weasels? Why do I smell the fart of weasels?" The aunt said, "Didn't you just bring a weasel? Maybe that's the smell?" Sister Si on the side rubbed her hands.

Xu Qin took a sip of herbal tea, shook his head and said, "No. This smell is not from the weasel I brought. It seems that I have smelled this smell a long time ago, and I feel a little familiar." The aunt couldn't believe it: "Hey, why are you so mysterious?" Xu Qin said solemnly: "Auntie, I'm not joking. I really smelled the smell of this weasel before. It was several years ago. I once met a weasel. I took a look at it and shot it. The bullet was obviously fired. Hit, but it ran away alive, and farted when it escaped. I rarely come home empty-handed from hunting, largely thanks to my extremely sensitive nose. My nose smells Smell is more accurate than eyes seeing people."

Xu Qin's eyes scanned everywhere. Aunt's eyes followed where he saw. "Not only can I be sure that there is nothing wrong with the smell, but I can also be sure that... this weasel often comes to your house. You have to take good care of the chickens at home, don't let the cunning one steal it away." Xu Qin said. The aunt blinked and said, "I don't have any chickens at home." As soon as she finished speaking, the aunt slapped her hands and said in surprise: "A few days ago, I found a few bloody chicken feathers on the window sill of Sisi's room. .Does it really come to my house often? You are so good, you can know all this!"

Xu Qin was overjoyed with his aunt's approval. Sister Si was dissatisfied: "What's the matter? Anyway, we don't have chickens in our family, so let them come and go." Xu Qin put down his teacup and said seriously, "That's impossible. It's not easy for this weasel to escape from my gun. I guess it's not an ordinary weasel that steals chickens." The aunt was puzzled, and asked: "Xu Qin, what do you mean by that? It's not ordinary?" At this time, several chickens and ducks stepped into the land of Sun Valley, but Aunt and Sister Si ignored it. Xu Qin lowered his voice a lot, and said softly, "This is probably a weasel spirit who has practiced for hundreds of years..."