The second uncle is not my uncle, nor is he my uncle. He is the second oldest in the family, more than fifty years old like an old naughty boy, like to play with the half-grown children, so the children of the later generation in the village are kind enough to call him the second grandfather. Regardless of whether his father's age was less than that of the second eldest uncle, the second eldest uncle never cared, and agreed with a smile on his face.
I and the second uncle are neighbors, the east and west courtyard, as a teenager I have leisure time to follow the second uncle all day, the second uncle has a single-barrel shotgun, like to hunt, but I don't know if the second uncle is unlucky or inaccurate, he every time he goes out to hunt and harvest very little, so that the second lady nagging all day, other people's roe deer are piled up in the warehouse, and our family has not seen a roe deer hair. At that time, the country did not ban hunting, and the forest hunters showed their skills in the winter, and the income of good hunters was considerable, and there were rewards for hunting in wolf countries. The second uncle has a normal mentality, he only regards hunting as a hobby, and the phrase he often says on his lips is to fish and touch shrimp to delay crops, perhaps self-comfort.
The second uncle brought me endless childhood fun, and during the winter vacation he took me all over the mountains and ran, although often the harvest was small, but I enjoyed it. The second uncle also made me a toy gunpowder gun, although I could not hunt, but the deafening gunshot sound made the friends envious. They all pestered the second uncle to make one, but the second uncle always pushed back for various reasons, because this toy gun is also dangerous.
The most interesting thing in the leisure winter day is that the second uncle took me to fight sparrows. In those years, there were particularly many sparrows in the residential area of the forest farm, and flocks flew around the field area, but few hunters shot these gadgets with guns, and they were not worth bullet money.
One morning after the snow, the second uncle led me, swept out a piece of black soil in the garden, and sprinkled golden grains on the place where the black soil was exposed, but the range could not be too large, about the range of gunshots, and the second uncle and I hid in the barn. After a while, a flock of sparrows flew over, first a few of them, and then a large flock of sparrows pounced on them, and the sparrows almost covered the black ground, densely packed. Dozens of sparrows jumped and grabbed the grain, and then a gunshot rang out, and in an instant the flocks of sparrows were still. I quickly ran over and picked up half-earth basket sparrows, and the harvest was very rich. Although there is little sparrow meat, it is the most delicious taste I have ever eaten when I was young. The sparrow ate out, I still pestered the second uncle to fight again, but the second uncle told me about his reasoning, the sparrow is also called the house sparrow, just like the chickens and ducks and geese raised by the family, can not be slaughtered at one time, live a long stream of water, to keep the next year to breed, listening to the second uncle's reasoning, I seem to understand that I have to wait until the next year to taste the delicious sparrow.
The second eldest uncle was going to fight the flying dragon in the mountains, it turned out to be a relative of the second eldest bride, who was seriously ill and urgently needed the bones of the flying dragon bird as a medicinal primer, this relative had once rescued the second eldest bride's mother's family, and knew that the second eldest bride's husband was a hunter, and this glorious and arduous task naturally fell to the second eldest uncle.
The second master laughed at himself, a hunter who fights sparrows can also fight flying dragons, and that flying dragon used to be a delicacy eaten by the emperor! The second eldest lady prepared sufficient dry food for the second uncle, the packing was ready, and the second uncle set off.
To fight the dragon, you have to go to the forest farm on the mountain a hundred miles away and live in the manhole at the logging point.
The second uncle left for eight or nine days, and there was no news, because there were no communication tools on the mountain at that time, and I was worried about the second uncle.
On the evening of the ninth day, I heard the sound of a carriage in the courtyard of the second grandfather's house, and I quickly ran over. The scene in front of me stunned me, a carriage pulling two bears, the second uncle hunted the bear, or two, can not believe it.
The neighbors all came, the old hunter of the forest farm heard the news, people looked at the second uncle enviously, the second uncle just smiled hesitantly, a few days did not see, the second grandfather was obviously emaciated, happy to close the mouth of the second lady to direct people to carry the bear to the house.
Anxious to know how the second uncle hunted the bear, I was excited one night, and came to the second uncle's house early the next day.
After a night's rest, the second uncle had a spiritual head and told me about the experience of hunting in the mountains.
Fighting the flying dragon is the first time in the life of the second master, without any experience, just entered the mountain for a few days are empty-handed, only to see a few flying dragons, flying around in the trees, without waiting for the gun to fly away.
The second master constantly groped for the law and pondered the tricks of fighting the flying dragon. The kung fu paid off, and on the sixth day, he finally hit four, and the second uncle was very happy, although it was less, but it was not in vain.
The second uncle wants to go around the mountain for two more days, and then hit three or five, you can go home to make a difference, fortunately, the seventh day harvested the most, one day laid down eight, the second uncle is satisfied.
The dry food brought with him is also about to eat out, the number of days that come is also not much, the second uncle calculated that the last day up the mountain, can play better, can not fight the next day to fight back home, more than a dozen flying dragons can also make a difference.
On that day, the second uncle, as in the past, carried a gun on his back, brought dry food at noon, and walked into the mountain for a small day, and when he was hungry, he would eat a few mouthfuls of dry food in the snow in the mountain. The second uncle is bold, such a deep mountain, the foot of the mountain is high, the forest is dense, there are often large beasts infested, the general hunters do not act alone, and the second uncle is not familiar with the situation here, but the second uncle has never lost the mountain, he once told me a lot of ways to distinguish the direction in the mountain, the second uncle is very confident no matter what kind of deep mountain old forest alone, walk freely in the mountain.
The snow on the mountain is not very thick, just over the neck of the foot, the second uncle these days groped out the activity of the flying dragon, the flying dragon foraged in the birch forest during the day, when the night came, the flying dragon drilled into the snow, the snow formed a simple snow nest to shield the wind and cold, if you find a snow nest in the snow during the day, you can judge that there is a flying dragon nearby, the range of activity of the flying dragon is not large, once the snow nest is found, you can quickly find the flying dragon, so hunting the flying dragon must look at the tree, but also observe whether there is a new snow nest left by the flying dragon in the snow.
The second uncle walked in a birch forest with a gun, the snow was white, the trunk of the birch was white, the second uncle was looking for his prey in the white world full of eyes, the white of the eyes stimulated the eyes of the second master, and the second master could only squint his eyes and search under the trees.
During the search, the second uncle suddenly found a series of footprints on the snow, these footprints looked like human footprints, but not like, the footprints were also long, some large and some small.
The second uncle pondered, is there also someone to fight the flying dragon, these days in the mountains have not met a person, perhaps there are colleagues also in this mountain activities.
But how the second uncle looked at the footprints on the snow did not look like people, especially those small footprints, were they the footprints of the black bear, the second uncle thought of this, he frightened himself, thinking that if he met the black bear, he would be in trouble, it would be unlucky.
Although the second uncle has been hunting for many years, but he has never fought a big beast, the second uncle is just an amateur hunter, this old-fashioned shotgun has a fault, playing a small animal is OK, if you really encounter a big beast, the gun malfunctions, it is not a child's play, it is going to hurt people.
In the past, there had been such a thing in the surrounding villages, a hunter went up the mountain alone to hunt, encountered a black bear, a shot hit the black bear, but the black bear did not die, the black bear was injured, did not run away, but rushed to the hunter to pounce. The shell of the hunter's first shot was stuck in the chamber, the hunter used a single-barrel shotgun, the shotgun that could not fire bullets was not as good as a wooden stick, the hunter held the gun and fought with the black bear, how was the black bear's opponent, the black bear slapped the gun flying, followed by another slap to shoot the hunter down, the hunter fainted on the ground, the black bear sat on the hunter, rubbing the unconscious hunter.
The black bear, badly injured, tossed for a while, fell beside the hunter, and died. The hunter was tossed by the black bear and had multiple fractures on his body, and his face was blurred by the black bear's flesh and blood.
It took a long time for the injured hunter to wake up, crawl out of the woods, pick up a life, and fall with a lifelong disability, his nose gnawed off by the black bear.
Moreover, the second uncle did not even bring the bullet to hit the big beast when he came up the mountain this time, only brought chicken sand and some roe deer sand bullets, and the second master did not have the idea and preparation to fight the big prey in his bones.
The second uncle thought again, no, the black bears in the big winter have long been in the warehouse to hibernate, it will not be a black bear, I am scaring myself, the second uncle laughed secretly.
In this way, the second master's hanging heart was put down, and he boldly walked towards the depths of the forest with this string of footprints.
The second master thought wrongly, this line of footprints is really the footprints of black bears, and it is two, one big and one small two black bears. The two black bears were hibernating in the tree cave and were disturbed and ran out, the black bear footprints were very similar to the footprints of people, the second uncle was not an old hunter, had no experience in this area, did not recognize the footprints on the snow, the second uncle foolishly carried the footprints of the black bear forward, and he took a step closer to danger with each step forward.
A scene that the second uncle did not want to see appeared in front of him, and when he walked into another birch forest, under a tall birch tree, two black bears, one large and one small, were nibbling on food in the snow under the tree.
The second uncle found the black bear, and at the same time, the black bear also saw the second uncle as an uninvited guest.
The sudden appearance of the black bear made the Second Master's head instantly go blank, and there was no reaction.
He would never have imagined that he had actually met a bear, and it was two.
The Second Master and the Black Bear froze for a few seconds.
The second master suddenly eased up, facing the two black bears, the distance was only a few tens of meters away, and the white breath exhaled by the black bear could be clearly seen.
The second uncle wanted to run, but did not dare to run, he once heard the old hunter say, in this case, once the person runs first, the black bear will be disturbed, the black bear will catch up, seemingly clumsy bear, running very fast, people's speed and endurance are far less than the bear. The second uncle wanted to shoot, but did not dare to open, because the bullet in the second uncle's gun chamber was chicken sand, chicken sand is specially used to hit pheasants, flying dragons and other birds of small bullets, so far away with chicken sand bullets to hit the black bear that is a big joke, the bullet hit the black bear that is a long tumor on the horse's hoof - no pain and itch, the bullet will not hurt the black bear, but will anger the black bear, the black bear will frantically fight back, so that the second master will become the prey of the black bear.
At this time, the second uncle hoped that the black bear would turn around and leave, and come to kill the pig without blowing - retreat.
But the reality is not like this, the big black bear ran over, the second uncle did not have time to change the bullet, he held the gun, stood there stupidly, the second master's legs involuntarily trembled.
The black bear quickly ran to the second uncle, not knowing whether the second uncle was slow to move, or was frightened and stupid, the second uncle did not shoot for a long time, and the black bear actually opened his mouth and bit the muzzle of the gun at once.
The opportunity came, it really hit the muzzle of the gun, and even the cowardly hunter would not let go of the momentary opportunity at this time.
The gun sounded, although the bullet was chicken sand, but this kind of play could not stand any beast, the black bear fell to the ground, and the injured black bear struggled desperately on the ground to get up.
The second master quickly changed into a roe deer bullet, aimed at the white hair on the black bear's chest, and made up a shot, and the black bear did not move.
The second master saw that he had killed a black bear in an instant, and suddenly came the courage and strength, his legs were no longer shaking, his heart was not panicked, he quickly changed into a bullet and rushed to another bear.
The other bear saw the second uncle rush over, did not pounce, did not run, but turned around and went up the tree.
The second uncle was happy, and the black bear was also afraid of people! Isn't this catching turtles in an urn? He ran quickly under the tree and shot at it until the black bear hung on the branch and did not move.
The second uncle told about his thrilling bear hunting experience, and I was happy and afraid of him, using a worn-out single-barrel shotgun to deal with two bears alone, and the bullet used was still a roe deer bullet, and even the old hunter with many years of experience felt incredible.
The second uncle's reputation was greatly enhanced, and the story of one person hunting two bears at a time was rumored to be a god, and the second uncle became a well-known hunter. The second eldest lady also straightened her waist when she walked in the village, and kept talking with the people who greeted her, showing a bright smile like her husband and wife.
A year later, the second uncle removed the beloved shotgun, washed his hands and stopped hunting, and embraced Buddhism, holding several sutras all day long. I couldn't understand it, and interrogated the second master about the root cause of abandoning the hunt to believe in the Buddha, and the second master said: "Hunting is too dangerous, too bloody, the animals in the mountains are living well in their own homeland, why should humans hunt and kill it!" ”
The second uncle ended his hunting career, and I also said goodbye to that happy childhood.
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