An orphan girl from a farming family: Everyday farming in the mountains during natural disasters

Chapter 255 Bull Taming Fishing

Black and White ran in front of her and reached Han Zhibai first. They circled around the bison and barked excitedly.

Xia Qingyue, who came over a little slower, looked him up and down nervously, "Are you hurt?"

Just now, she saw the bison hitting Han Zhibai from above, and she was so worried that she couldn't help but appeared and ran out.

"It's okay. They don't have much strength now. Take them back quickly before the effect of the medicine wears off."

"it is good."

Only then did she look away and look at the bison curiously.

Due to the effect of the drug, the two bison looked listless, and every step they took, their legs trembled and it was very strenuous.

They quickened their pace back to their base.

Unexpectedly, the traps set around the area caught two rabbits and a pangolin, but a lot of insects and ants died as usual.

Han Zhibai went to settle the bison, while Xia Qingyue released the pangolin, swept up the dead insects, and sprinkled some medicine powder.

When it was time for dinner, she killed two rabbits, made a fire, threw them into the pot to boil, took out the fish cage and harpoon and went to the lake to fish.

After lowering the fish cage to the right position, she held up the harpoon and searched for the fish. She kept moving and waiting for a while. There was a dark shadow swimming slowly under the water. She waited for the right moment and stabbed it with the harpoon.

With a splash, water splashed everywhere and the surface of the lake was rippled.

The weight of the harpoon pole in her hand grew noticeably heavier and she smiled as she raised the harpoon and broke through the water.

I saw the sharp tip of the fork was stained with bright red blood, which mixed with the water and flowed down and dripped into the lake. A big fish weighing more than two kilograms had its belly pierced through the fork and blood was flowing out. It was not dead yet and was struggling hard. Its tail kept twitching, causing blood to splash.

"Wow, I got it, I got it!" She jumped up with joy.

Originally, she didn't know how to spear fish, but during this trip, she witnessed Han Zhibai's ability to spear fish and became envious, so she asked him to teach her.

After learning the theoretical knowledge and doing the practical exercises, the probability of catching a fish is about three or four times out of ten.

Han Zhibai, who had tied up the cow, looked towards the lake when he heard the sound. He saw Xia Qingyue dancing there with a harpoon in her hand. The two little ones followed her and played together. There was infinite tenderness in her eyes and the corners of her mouth were raised.

He walked over and speared the fish with her, instructing her on how to do it.

With his help, the probability of catching fish is greatly increased.

After two quarters of an hour, a total of six fish were caught, the smallest of which weighed one pound.

There were enough fish to eat and some were still in the fish cage, so they killed the fish on the shore.

Xia Qingyue, who was in charge of cleaning the fish, suggested, "There are many big fish in the lake. Why don't we make fishing rods and go fishing in the afternoon?"

According to the plan, the taming of the cattle would take two or three days, which meant they would have to stay by the lake for that long.

"Of course, after dinner I'll go find a thin bamboo pole to make a fishing rod."

"it is good!"

The killed fish is inserted into thick wooden sticks and roasted over a fire. After it is roasted until golden brown, seasoning powder is sprinkled evenly on both sides.

Boiled rabbit and tasteless grilled fish were given to Heihei and Xiaobai.

The two of them had grilled fish and a pot of fresh fish and wild vegetable soup.

After dinner, she went to the lake to wash the pots and pans, and he took the machete and went to find a fishing rod.

After washing, she came back with the pots and pans. The bison tied nearby might have lost the effect of the medicine. They were mooing angrily with a piercing sound. They struggled hard while moaning, shaking the big tree that tied them and causing the leaves to fall.

If they were not tied with several of the thickest ropes and tied to different sturdy trees, she would be really afraid that they would be able to break free.

She ignored them and put away the kitchen utensils.

After a few days of training, the three sheep have become much more well-behaved. They look at her eagerly, bleat softly, and wait to be fed.

She got some water and grass for them to eat, but not much.

After having their fill, the two little ones lay down and dozed off.

Han Zhibai had not come back yet. She thought about what materials were needed to make a fishing rod, and found cotton thread, two thick needles, and some chicken feathers.

With nothing to do, she spread a blanket on the grass, lay down, and used her hands as a pillow. Through the gaps between the leaves and branches above her head, she could see the blue sky and the large white clouds floating slightly. The breeze brought a fresh smell of green grass to her heart.

She slowly narrowed her eyes and sighed, "It feels so good!"

Heihei and Xiaobai, who were about to fall asleep, saw her lying there, and spontaneously walked over to her, one after the other, guarding her on both sides, and then lay down to sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Xia Qingyue, who had fallen asleep, suddenly woke up. She sat up and looked around.

"Qingyue."

Han Zhibai's voice, as soft as water, came from beside her, and her heart calmed down after hearing it.

Han Zhibai sat at the end of the blanket, with thin bamboo poles, cotton strings and other things around him. One fishing rod was already made, and the second one was half made.

"You're almost done." She knelt on the blanket and rubbed her way to his side. She picked up the finished fishing rod and looked at it. The rod was of moderate length, becoming thinner towards the top, with cotton thread at the front and chicken feathers used as floats. The thick needle used for sewing clothes was bent into a hook after being roasted.

"This is easy and quick to make." He made another fishing rod in just a few strokes.

"Now that the sun has gone over there, we can sit by the lake and fish without being exposed to the sun." She put on her cloth shoes happily.

As she got dressed and stood up, she remembered something crucial, "Bait!"

"I dug up some earthworms, and I can also get some sorghum flour and white flour, add water and roll them into small balls."

Hearing about earthworms, she blinked and said with a bit of nausea, "Let's do it together."

Han Zhibai took out sorghum flour and white flour and added water to mix them, and she kneaded them into a dough.

Suddenly she realized that something was wrong, it was so quiet. She stopped what she was doing and looked back at the bison. Maybe they were tired and had run out of energy. They were lying under the tree, staring at them with eyes as big as copper bells.

After preparing the bait, they each took a stool and a fishing rod and went to the lake. Before starting to fish, they sprinkled some medicine powder around to prevent mosquito bites.

After putting a worm bait on the hook, Han Zhibai held the fishing rod and swung it hard, and the cotton line fell into the water.

She followed his example, baiting the hook with a small ball, and slinging the cotton thread in the same manner as he did.

Fishing is not like spearing fish, where you can take the initiative and spear the fish as soon as you see it. In fishing, you have to wait for the fish to take the bait.

The two sat quietly, enjoying the beautiful scenery around them until the chicken feathers floating on the water became still. They did not feel bored and felt relaxed and comfortable.

After a while, the chicken feathers on Han Zhibai's fishing rod trembled slightly twice, and then shook violently.

Xia Qingyue, who was standing by, was delighted.

He calmly reeled in the rod, and the moment he pulled it out of the water, a big, lively fish appeared.

The fish fell onto the grass in front of his feet. He grabbed the fish and said, "It's a grass carp."

"It weighs at least three pounds. Not bad." She was as happy as if she had caught a fish.

The fish was taken out and thrown into a wooden barrel filled with water, new bait was put on the hook and it was thrown into the lake again.

At this moment, the chicken feathers on the water surface began to tremble.

"It moved, mine moved too!"

Her voice trembled with excitement. After calming down, she took a deep breath, gripped the rod tightly with both hands, and imitated Han Zhibai's way of reeling in the rod.

I pulled it up with force and found that what I caught was a yellow carp weighing about two kilograms.

She threw the carp into the barrel with her own hands, and the joy of the harvest was indescribable.

After fishing for a while, Han Zhibai went back to prepare some water, dried meat, dried fruits, candies and other snacks, put them on the small round table, and took it to the lake.

"Just when you left, your fishing rod caught a fish again. Look, I pulled it up!" She pointed at the wooden barrel and smiled.