My 1995 Small Farm

  Chapter 461 Pigeon Whistle

   "Sister, did you see that the second baldy is so powerful?"

  Wang Zhenzhen raised his head and stared in shock.

   "Yeah, I caught all the eagles back. No wonder those kite hunters gave gifts to your brother-in-law after seeing Er Bald."

  Wang Susu said, seeing her son running up to the dead eagle on short legs, she hurriedly shouted: "Rui Rui, what are you doing, don't touch it, get blood on your hands."

  Chen Ling turned his head and smiled: "It's okay, the second bald man scratched the eagle's head, and his body is quite clean without any blood."

   Watching his son crouching in front of the eagle, he pulled off the eagle's wings curiously, then looked up at him and swallowed like a little greedy cat.

   "Dad, Rourou."

   "You, you are greedy for everything you see."

  Seeing this, Chen Ling squatted down, touched the back of his little head speechlessly and said, "This is not edible, eagle meat is very unpalatable."

   "Brother-in-law, why is the eagle's belly gray and white? It looks black when it is in the sky."

  Wang Zhen said curiously.

   "This, because they fly too high, we can only see black shadows..."

   "Oh, then why did the eagle catch the pigeons again? Didn't it steal our chickens and eat them yesterday?"

   "Well, it should be because I tied a pigeon whistle to the pigeon, which led the eagle over."

  The three of them were talking, and the old couple also brought the net and the bamboo pole, and came from the back mountain with the dog. Just now, they were afraid that an eagle would take the opportunity to come down and catch their chickens and ducks.

  Although the chickens responded quickly and basically hid, there are still ducks and geese at the foot of the mountain, so we have to guard against them.

   "Look at the scares of these crakes. They screamed non-stop from morning to night on weekdays. Now when they saw the eagle coming, they stopped all of a sudden."

   "Yeah, it was quiet all of a sudden, and the toad stopped screaming."

  "Father, mother, the second bald man is amazing. The eagle came to catch the pigeon. He flew into the sky and kicked the eagle off with one kick, smashing his head."

   "Got it, we saw it just now, the second bald man is powerful enough to scare away the eagles flying to the south."

  The two elders really did not expect that this kite is so good at catching birds, that it dares to rush to the sky to fight when it encounters an eagle.

   And it was a one-hit kill. When the two of them saw it just now, they couldn't believe it.

   "Has the pigeon returned to the village?"

   "Didn't go back to the village, and left behind the pavilion."

  Chen Ling pouted his chin, and a group of pigeons were landing on the steps beside the pavilion in shock.

  Wang Cunye took a look, frowned, and said, "Why did the eagle grab the pigeons today? I was waiting for the chickens, and shot it as soon as it flew down."

   "Just now I told the truth, the eagle wanted to steal the chicken, but heard the whistle of the pigeon, maybe it was attracted by the whistle...

  I saw that the eagle went to the pigeon with the pigeon whistle just now. "

   "Huh? Pigeon whistle? This is terrible, don't bring that thing to pigeons in the future."

   "It's all right, since this whistle may lure the eagles over, let's lure them over at a special time, and scare them with Erbald a few times, so that they won't dare to come over in the future."

   "...Well, that's fine."

   "Well, anyway, you can take off the whistle at ordinary times, and you can't always wear it for the pigeons."

  …

  Let my sister-in-law and son play around the eagle's corpse for a while.

  Chen Ling slipped this guy to the back mountain, and after he cast a spell directly in the cave to dry it, he hung the hard body on the big tree next to the chicken nest in the back mountain.

   In the future, if eagles dare to sneak over, even if the bald man is not at home, they will still be able to see the corpse of the same kind at a glance.

   It must have a good deterrent effect.

   "True, I'm going to Fenglei Town to deliver fabrics to my second brother today, will you follow me?"

  Back down the mountain, Chen Ling drove the tractor out and asked with a smile.

  Wang Zhenzhen just had summer vacation today, and now he and Ruirui are playing with the wheat field turtle upstairs.

   Hearing the words, he poked his head out and shouted: "I'm not going back now. My sister-in-law and I wrote a letter saying that in the middle of the holiday, I will go back to the village for half a month."

   "Okay, it's up to you."

  Chen Ling smiled, and took the kettle Wang Susu had prepared for him, which contained honey water prepared in advance.

  I was afraid that he would get thirsty halfway and had no place to drink water.

   "It's so hot now, and the road is so far away, why take her? She's going, and Rui Rui is going too. It's up to you when the time comes."

   After Wang Susu handed over the kettle, she gave him a blank look and said angrily.

  Chen Ling chuckled, stopped talking immediately, walked out of the orchard and drove on the tractor to leave.

   On the back of the tractor, there are piles full and high, full of fabrics and defective clothes.

   Speaking of clothes this time, it’s not that no one wants them.

   I heard from the Han Chuang brothers that in the past two years, these things were lined up and people came to bring them, and when they left, they all carried their burdens.

   Also find places to sell at low prices everywhere.

   Some defective products can be sold as good clothes if they are dismantled and repaired at home.

  But since last year, I have earned more money by going out to work, so no one does this anymore.

   As a result, these factories have accumulated a lot.

   This car is only halfway through.

  Chen Ling picked up a bargain.

  The cost is saved, and the remaining money can make it easier for Wang Qingwen and the two brothers to find someone to work.

  The father-in-law gave them 20,000 yuan. Now it seems that even if they hire some people, it is far from spending that much.

Wang Qingzhong has known a lot of people selling grain these years. People near Fenglei Town are very familiar with them, and they know everyone in any village. Just look around and find some old women and women with good craftsmanship to do the work, and pay some wages. Simple.

   Went to Fenglei Town, set off at 7 o'clock in the morning, arrived before noon, had a meal with two uncles in the town, talked about how to do this after all, and came back early.

  He didn't go home directly when he came back, but turned to the county seat, called Yu Qi'an, and asked about the pigeon whistle.

   After this question, Chen Ling's guess was right.

  The eagle suddenly changed its target today and went to catch pigeons to eat because of the pigeon whistle.

  Yu Qi'an has raised pigeons and played with grasshoppers since he was a child, and he knows the way inside.

His original words are: "Don't look at the saying that eagles catch chickens. In fact, eagles like to eat pigeons more than chickens and ducks. In winter and spring in Beijing, there are many eagles in the sky. We generally don't match pigeons. Whistle, it is the reason you said, it attracts eagles.

   Equipped with a whistle, if you let it fly out, you won’t be able to come back. "

  In addition, when I heard that Chen Ling was playing with pigeons, Yu Qi'an was very interested in talking, and said that next time he came to play with him, he would pick some beautiful pigeon whistles for him.

   There are all kinds of things, and he is satisfied.

   He also explained to Chen Ling the classification of pigeon whistles.

  How to wear pigeons.

   Said that according to his method of tying the pigeon’s legs, it hurt the pigeon very much, and when he went out to fly and encountered an eagle, he often couldn’t hide in time.

  Tell him to tie the pigeon whistle to the tail of the pigeon, and the tail of the pigeon usually has twelve feathers.

  The four in the middle are relatively thick and strong, and are suitable for tying whistles.

  Of course, you should also pay attention to the fact that when the pigeons moult in summer, it is best not to tie them, otherwise, after flying around, the pigeons come back and the whistle is lost.

   He also told him that some pigeons were timid, tied to a whistle, and it would sound as soon as they flew, and they would be frightened and dare not fly again.

  In short, what I said is a fine line.

  Chen Ling couldn't help admiring after hearing this: "You really deserve to be a player."

   This old boy really likes these things.

  Everything he said was full of excitement, and he couldn't help becoming interested.

  After returning home, according to what Yu Qi'an said, take out two bamboos, try it yourself first, and see if you can figure it out by yourself and make a whistle.

  The materials for making pigeon whistles are generally the same.

   Bamboo, hardwood, reeds, bones, even gourds and ladles will work too.

  Pigeons were raised and played more than a thousand years ago.

   There are many exquisite and chic pigeon whistles.

   The pigeon whistles that Chen Sangui gave him were the roughest and simplest kind.

  Adult fingers are thick and thin, about three inches long.

   It looks like a small bottle of oral liquid.

  There is a head on the top, a hollow in the middle, and a bottle on the bottom.

   But all of them are made out of a piece of hard wood with a knife.

   There are many holes inside.

  People can blow loudly even while playing with their mouths.

   But in the end, it is better to tie it to the pigeon, which sounds tactful.

  The concave position of the pigeon whistle, like the neck of an oral liquid bottle, is tied with a rope, which can be tied to the legs and tail of the pigeon.

   "Come on, I have never done this kind of delicate work, it can't be done, it can't be done, it's too difficult.

   Still waiting for Yu Qi'an to come over and bring some better pigeon whistles.

  It's better than me who is groping around. "

   The pigeon whistles in Chen Ling's hands were done by Chen Sangui when he was free in the first month.

   At the beginning, I just described the function, saying that it was tied to the legs of the pigeons, so I asked Chen Sangui to try it out.

   After all, no one raises pigeons in the mountains on their side.

  No one knows about the pigeon whistle.

   But the old carpenter was an old carpenter, and he knew what he wanted just by Chen Ling's few words.

   Take a piece of wood and make six whistles for him.

   Actually, it is very easy to use and very loud.

  Even after listening to what Yu Qi'an said, Chen Ling also felt that the whistle made of hard wood was a bit heavy on the pigeon.

   "Cuckoo, cluck..."

  As soon as the waste bamboo materials were cleaned out, two little pigeons got out of the pigeon nest made of earthen jars, flew to his feet, followed him step by step and called, begging him for food.

  In the morning, the two little guys were frightened by the eagle. They hid in the nest for a whole day and did not dare to come out. Now that it was getting dark, they probably couldn't bear the hunger, so they came out to eat.

  Seeing this, Chen Ling grabbed two handfuls of wheat from the barn and let them fly to his hands to eat.

   Seeing the two little flower pigeons grow more and more beautiful, he is also very satisfied, and in the future, they will be distributed to the wild pigeons for crossbreeding, and they will definitely get better and better.

  According to Yu Qi'an, if this thing is raised well, it will have a bright future.

   "Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, come and see, your fish will glow."

  He was enjoying the fun of feeding the pigeons when he suddenly heard Wang Zhenzhen shouting in the front yard.

  (end of this chapter)