Chapter 29: On-site tutorial on hunting wild boars
"Come and see."

Chen Hui put down the work in his hands, pulled An Wenjing forward and walked while observing.

Pointing to a spot a few meters away, he said, "Look at the weeds over there. Do you see anything?"

An Wenjing stretched her neck forward and stared at the place where Chen Hui pointed.

Unable to figure out what was going on, he shook his head at Chen Hui.

Chen Hui led An Wenjing forward again and walked into the bushes. "What now?"

"Well, this pile of grass is quite suitable for starting a fire."

This is obviously not the correct answer.

An Wenjing knew the answer in her mind, and after she finished speaking, she shrugged her shoulders and smiled guiltily.

He is just like a poor student who was called out in class.

"Look, compared to the weeds on the side, this pile of grass has slightly leaned to the sides, and there are some signs of being trampled on."

"Squat down again and take a closer look at the grass on the ground."

Chen Hui squatted down with An Wenjing, pointed at a place and said:
"There are signs of being trampled here. Judging from the compaction of the grass, this is a prey weighing more than 100 kilograms."

"What we often see here are wild boars and muntjacs. Muntjac hoof prints are not this big, and they rarely weigh more than 100 kilograms."

"To sum up, this should be a wild boar that is not yet an adult and has just started to move around."

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An Wenjing stared at Chen Hui in amazement, with a clear look of stupidity in her eyes.

This look was so adorable that Chen Hui was so nervous that he almost wanted to hug her and bite her.

He reached out and pinched An Wenjing's face and said with a smile: "I'm analyzing the situation for you, why are you in a daze?"

"Just like that, can we conclude that there are wild boars here?"

"Brother Chen Hui, how do you know all this?" An Wenjing said admiringly.

I made it up on the spot.

I can't tell you that just because I go to this station, I know there are wild boars here.

However, he was able to find these details on the spot and wrote them so well. Chen Hui was very satisfied with his ability to smooth things over.

"Brother Chen Hui, when did you know there were wild boars here?"

"Also, how do you know that the wild boar is still active here? What if it doesn't come?"

An Wenjing immediately became interested in learning, stood up, looked around and asked.

"This is where Uncle Guo Gang injured his foot last time. I noticed it when I came to carry him. I just took a special look and found that the trampled grass hasn't dried up yet, which means it was freshly trampled."

"Be careful not to step on the trap."

Chen Hui explained and took An Wenjing back to the place where the ground had been cleaned.

"Who would come so far to set a trap? You're not crazy!" An Wenjing didn't care.

"That's hard to say."

Chen Hui laughed and dug the remaining weed roots on the ground aside.

Then he took out the small hoe he had brought with him from the pile of firewood in his backpack and began to dig the soil on the ground.

"Brother Chen Hui, what are you doing?"

"Make a trap."

"Can you, tell me more details?"

For the first time, An Wenjing discovered that Chen Hui knew so much that she didn't.

Amazing!
"Our mother is right. Wild boars are not easy to see. If you see one, you should hide away from it."

"Don't say we don't have weapons. There are many people who have been injured by shooting wild boars with guns."

"So I'm going to dig a big hole more than one meter deep and make a trap to catch it."

Chen Hui explained as he dug the soil.

"Oh!"

An Wenjing thought about it.

It was probably a big wooden barrel used to wash sweet potato rice at home, with a little wild boar inside. "What can I do?"

"Go and help me collect some more dry branches and fallen leaves. It would be even better if you can find some longer pieces of wood."

"If not, we can only go cut bamboo later." "Wild boars have a very sensitive sense of smell. If they smell something unusual, they may not pass by here." Chen Hui said.

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

An Wenjing saluted.

Empty all the firewood from the backpack, take an axe, and carry the basket to collect fallen leaves and dry branches.

"Watch your step, don't get your feet caught!"

"Don't worry, no one would put a trap so far away."

That's hard to say.

Chen Hui was still hesitating whether to tell her about Chen Guogang's embarrassing incident so that she would stay alert.

An Wenjing ran back with a smile and took out the longest piece of wood from the pile of firewood.

"There are no traps, but there might be snakes."

"I'll take this piece of wood with me and knock it around. Now you should feel relieved, right?"

"Well, be careful."

Considering that Chen Guogang is already old, we should give him some face.

Chen Hui continued to dig the ground, and every ten minutes or so, he would stop and shout loudly into the woods.

An Wenjing's response came from different directions.

I heard that they found a lot of wood and saw some beautiful wild flowers.

This area has more soil than stones, and the underground soil is not hard.

After a few telepathic communications, Chen Hui had dug a large rectangular pit that was just higher than his head.

He shouted loudly into the woods: "Wife! Do you have any wood?"

"Here I am, here I am, Brother Chen Hui, look? Where are the people?"

"it's here!"

Chen Hui stretched out his arms and waved.

He supported himself on the surface of the pit with his hands and easily returned to the ground with a step.

I looked back at the big pit.

Young is good.

In another thirty years, it will take a lot of effort to get out of a pit of this height.

"Hahahaha, Brother Chen Hui, I thought you had disappeared." An Wenjing's laughter came from the uphill on the other side.

A hand was holding a long piece of wood and pulling it through the bushes.

He put the wood down, wiped the sweat off his face and asked, "Do you think this wood is too thin?"

"You are so lucky, aren't you? You can even find such a long piece of wood?"

"This thickness is just right. We are using it to make a trap, not a single-plank bridge."

Chen Hui pulled up the long log, cut off the extra branches with a hatchet, split it in half, and pulled it out to dry in the sun.

"My mother had to do farm work, so I went up to the mountains to get firewood for the house."

"I'm good at finding wood and gathering hay."

An Wenjing put down the backpack and took out a lot of shorter wood from it.

Finally, it was my turn to understand something better than Chen Hui.

The sense of home advantage made An Wenjing suddenly feel more confident.

"That's awesome!" Chen Hui gave a thumbs up.

Pick out a few pieces of wood of suitable length from the wood brought back from the backpack.

Don't worry about the thin ones, and split the thick ones in half and use one as two.

"How about it, is that enough? Or should I look for it again?" An Wenjing squatted aside.

"If you space the branches farther apart, and add the chopped branches and hay, that should be enough."

“That’s the trap.”

Chen Hui stood at the edge of the pit, looking at the relatively flat bottom he had made, and fell into deep thought.

(End of this chapter)