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- Jun Hao and Zhang Qian were startled when they heard the sound. Although poisonous snakes in Poison Green Mountain are rare, they are not unheard of.
The most famous venomous snake is called Tubudai. At noon, it likes to lie on the granite to bask in the warmth. Its entire body was so gray that it suddenly looked like a piece of rag. Anyone who was a little careless would ignore its existence.
This snake is not very venomous. Adults will have a high fever for a few days at most after being bitten by it. Generally, it is not a serious problem. However, compared to a 16-year-old child, it is still relatively dangerous.
"Let me see, let me see, what kind of snake is it?" Liu Junhao ran quickly in the bamboo forest, not caring about the traces of bamboo branches hanging on his body.
"That's the snake," the student pointed at the big thing coiled up on the ground. I saw that the snake's body was covered with yellow rings, and it was holding its head high and vomiting letters in demonstration.
"That's it, don't worry, it's a grass-headed snake, not poisonous at all." Liu Junhao immediately relaxed when he saw it. This guy likes to stay in the grass the most. He usually swallows bird eggs and catches mice. He does no harm to people at all.
Hearing what he said, the child immediately shut up and stopped crying.
"Is it okay, is it okay" At this time, Zhang Qian also hurried over.
"It's okay," Liu Junhao responded, breaking off a bamboo branch as thick as his thumb from the side, and then kept teasing it in front of the grass-headed snake.
Snakes generally have very poor eyesight, so they cannot see clearly what is in front of them, and their heads just move around along with the embroidered branches. At this time, Liu Junhao quickly stretched out his left hand to grab its tail, lifted it up and shook it hard a few times, until the snake became as soft as noodles.
Raise your hand and throw it diagonally into the sky. The grass-headed snake was thrown into nowhere.
"Be careful when you shout. Look carefully at your feet." Although it was a false alarm. But Zhang Qian kept telling her.
Soon people started shouting that the plastic bags were full. So she and Liu Junhao started collecting again with snakeskin bags.
Good guy. In this short time, I collected a snakeskin bag of cicada shells. I even got a small bag of cicadas.
"How many pounds do these weigh?" Zhang Qian asked slightly excitedly. She knew that Liu Junhao had a strong touch. You can weigh things with just a little lifting.
"The cicada shell should weigh more than nine kilograms. It's less than ten kilograms. The cicada flowers now weigh more than six kilograms. But they have to be dried later."
"It's quite a lot, it's already quite a lot." Zhang Qian thought about it in her mind, and she had already received more than 400 yuan in half an hour. In summer, the days are long and it doesn¡¯t get dark until nearly eight o¡¯clock. Judging from this progress, they can still be busy for at least two hours, and can earn more than a thousand yuan at the end of the day.
Just like that, a group of people rolled through the bamboo forest like a wave, and the number of snakeskin bags behind them continued to increase.
"What time is it?" Liu Junhao asked, looking up at the sun between the gaps in the bamboo forest.
¡°It¡¯s just half past three, let¡¯s wait until four before leaving.
"Zhang Qian took out her phone and took a look.
"No, leave now, otherwise the students may not be able to get back when it gets dark."
"It only took us three hours to get here. Can't we make it back in four hours?" Zhang Qian asked with some concern.
"Everyone was very energetic when we came here, but it's different now. We've all been tired for a long time. Besides, there are still a few snakeskin bags and cicada shells left, so it's better for us to do it sooner rather than later."
Hearing this analysis, Zhang Qian nodded in agreement and hurriedly shouted for the students to assemble.
After counting the number of people, they walked out of Xiulin together. The cicada shells were carried by the students. A snakeskin bag only weighed about ten kilograms, so it was very easy for four people to lift it.
The bag of cicadas was carried on Liu Junhao's shoulders. Zhang Qian originally wanted to carry it together, but he kept waving his hands and refusing to let her go.
He is very strong, so this thing is nothing to him.
Things turned out just as Liu Junhao said. At first, the students were talking happily about today's harvest, but gradually they became listless, and the cicada shells became heavy in their hands.
Seeing them walking slower and slower, Zhang Qian became anxious. If this continues, they may not be able to leave Daqingshan before dark.
¡°Put down all the snakeskin bags.¡± Liu Junhao also saw the problem and quickly called an emergency stop.
He asked the students to collect all the reed poles in their hands, and then began to quickly weave sliding poles.
This sliding pole is a kind of means of transportation in the mountains, mainly to save energy when transporting firewood down the mountain. It is very simple to make. First, put several embroidery rods on the ground and tie them into an embroidery rod.? Square, and then put some thin bamboo on top and tie it with rope.
Now that they are several miles away from the bamboo forest, it is naturally impossible to run back and cut bamboo, so the sliding poles can only be made of reeds, and the binding ropes are directly twisted from plastic bags.
In less than twenty minutes, Liu Junhao made the sliding pole. He asked the students to put the snakeskin bags on top and tie them up. Then "Heya" pulled up on the ground.
The skin of the reed pole is smooth and has little friction on the mountain road, so it doesn't take much trouble for him to pull it up.
Zhang Qian has wanted to do it several times
He came down and pulled it for a while, but Liu Junhao refused.
After all, a person¡¯s strength is limited. After pulling for more than an hour, his breathing began to quicken and sweat flowed down his chest.
Liu Junhao couldn't help but unbutton his shirt. When he saw the stone lock on his chest, he immediately slapped his head. Isn't this stupid? It would be easier to just put it in the stone lock and transport it back. Why should I be as tired as a dead cow?
Thinking of this, he hurriedly shouted, "You lead the students and walk faster, otherwise it will be dark and you won't be able to get out of the mountain. I'll take a rest first."
"Let them go first, I will accompany you." Zhang Qian said with some worry.
"I'm fine. A person of this age can still get lost in the mountains. You must go with the students, otherwise these naughty kids might cause trouble."
"Then when you are tired, just rest on the mountain road. I will find someone to pick you up as soon as I get back to the village." After repeated instructions, she hurriedly led the children away.
Of course Zhang Qian knows the seriousness of the matter. If their children haven¡¯t come back by the time it gets dark, the parents may be so anxious.
After they left, Liu Junhao picked a large flower skin from the stone lock, opened it, and then wolfed it down to fill his stomach. He did not waste the more than half of the remaining watermelon, throwing it on the sand to feed the cattle.
After resting on the stone for another ten minutes, he slowly loaded the sack and sliding pole into the stone lock, and then strode forward.
The mountains were getting darker and darker, and Zhang Qian kept urging the students to hurry up. At seven o'clock, they finally walked out of the mountains.
Without the obstruction of the mountains, the sun still hangs high in the sky. Several students were waiting on the hillside. When they saw someone coming out of the mountain, they immediately rushed to greet them.
"Hurry up and eat melon" Teacher Wang greeted them from afar. This watermelon was given to Professor Zhao just now when he loaded the cicada shells on the cart and went back. Six of them were given at once.
"Where's Xiao Hao, why didn't he come out?" Seeing that Liu Junhao was not in the team, Teacher Wang hurriedly asked again.
"We shot too many cicadas and we can't bring them back. He is still looking at things behind him." Seeing that it was still early, Zhang Qian breathed a sigh of relief.
"How many snakeskin bags are there? We packed a total of three big bags today." Teacher Wang counted the number of people briefly and found that they were all here, and he was relieved.
"We got five and a half bags, including a bag of cicada flowers." Zhang Qian replied with a smile.
"So much?" Teacher Wang couldn't help but be stunned. She originally thought that Liu Junhao and others spent all their time on the road, and at most they would spend as much time as they did outside. Who knew that it was twice as much?
"No one usually goes to that bamboo forest. The cicada shells inside have been accumulated for several years and are everywhere," Zhang Qian explained with a hint of pride.
It¡¯s getting late now. Teacher Wang asked the students to go home together after a few words.
Zhang Qian just wanted to go back to the village to find someone to help Liu Junhao get his things, but she saw him slowly walking out of the mountain pulling a sliding pole.
"Why so fast?!" She hurried over.
¡°It¡¯s just this little thing, less than 200 kilograms, how can it be difficult for me to live with it?¡± Liu Junhao said with some pride.
After throwing all the snakeskin bags into the stone lock, he walked along easily, as if strolling in a leisurely way. Before he left the mountain, he had already caught up with Zhang Qian and others.
In order not to arouse suspicion, he stayed in the mountain for another ten minutes before he pulled the sliding pole out.
"Put the rope down and rest for a while. I'll call Uncle Zhao and ask him to pull the car over." Zhang Qian wiped the sweat from his forehead distressedly and then pulled the rope.
Although there wasn't much sweat on Liu Junhao's forehead, he didn't stop him. He sat happily on the stone and let her wipe it away.
Teacher Wang saw that the two of them were in love with each other, so he was too embarrassed to come forward and disturb them.
Within five minutes, Professor Zhao came over with a cart. He was surprised to see such a large number of cicada shells.
Returning in the eveningAt that time, Zhang Qian said that Liu Junhao had been tired for a long time and insisted on letting him sit there to rest, while she was busy cooking.
After all, they had spent a day on the mountain road, and after eating, both of them felt exhausted. Zhang Qian didn't stay here any longer and went directly back to Aunt Six's house to sleep.
When Liu Junhao got up in the morning, he stretched out his muscles a few times in the yard. He suddenly felt refreshed and his strength was completely back.
After breakfast, the naughty kids in the village gathered at Professor Zhao's place again. They came to help dry the cicada flowers.
The white cicadas had just spread out in the yard, and the chickens and ducks thought they were being fed, so they all ran over like crazy.
Several people hurriedly beat them and drove away all the chickens and ducks.
The weather is very good today. After drying all morning, the cicadas are ready for bagging.
When I called Zhao Guangming at noon, the boy didn¡¯t believe it and thought Liu Junhao was making fun of him. It wasn't until Liu Junhao threatened that Zhike would be sold to others if he didn't come that this guy came over on a motorcycle.
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