Chapter 417: The old sow went to the sweet potato cellar

More insidious things are yet to come.
After the thorns were laid down, Han Cheng found some wooden sticks that were not too thick and put them on the mouth of the hole. They were covered with leaves and other things, and the leaves were covered with a layer that had been woven by people from the tribe, and the area was larger than the mouth of the hole. There are a lot of nets.
The nets were with ropes and then firmly tied to the nailed tree stumps near the trap.
The rope on the net is placed longer to ensure that after the wild boar sinks, it can reach the bottom of the pit.
The reason for getting this layer of nets is because some wild beasts are really fierce and messy, especially at critical moments that threaten their lives. They can often explode with extremely astonishing power.
In order to prevent the wild boar from escaping again after falling into the trap, Han Chengcheng made an extra net as a bondage.
In this way, it will be more insured.
After laying out the net, a thin layer of soil is sprinkled on it, and the new soil is covered with some grain that was previously harvested for digging.
Take a closer look at the surroundings, and it looks almost the same as before.
The big brother stood on the side and looked at this land that didn't seem to be unusual, and sucked his teeth.
This trick of the son is too ruthless, right?
But think about the scene where the wild boar that has ruined so many crops fell inside and churned, and couldn't help but laugh.
Ruthless is ruthless, not enough to meet his taste.
Wu Ye came over, constantly telling people not to come here, especially those children in the tribe, not to come here.
It would be too sad if you inadvertently fell into it.
After finishing the trap here, Han Cheng and several expert hunters, such as Big Brother and Shang, carefully surveyed the terrain on the side of the hillside, looking for traces.
In the possibly larger places where the wild boars pass, a few waves are separated and arranged as before.
But the scale is not as big as the trap area before.
When the sun was slanting in the afternoon, these traps were all set up, and the people of the tribe carefully left from the trap.
There are signs that they can see and understand near these traps, so as not to get people into the traps and get hurt in time.
The golden sunlight shone diagonally, the wind blew, the golden millet collided with each other, making a rustle, and then hugged like golden waves to the distance.
On the fence of the tribe, many people are watching this scene that is not enough to see. The joy and satisfaction in their hearts cannot be expressed in words.
Many people's eyes fell on the far edge of the millet, where there are things called traps they made to protect the millet.
Before, they were still worried that the wild boars would come back and ruin the fruits of their labor, but now they are worried that these guys will not come.
Compared to the worries of other people in the tribe, Han Cheng seemed more indifferent. It wasn't that he had any superpowers that could predict that the wild boar would come, but he remembered an old saying from his later generations-"Old sow Arched to the sweet potato cellar"
Under normal circumstances, this sentence is often used to describe gluttonous children.
I bought some delicious snacks at home, and the child just eats it without stopping, and then this sentence will fall on his head.
The meaning of this sentence is that the pigs that have reached the sweet potato cellar taste the sweetness, and then they will go there twice in three days, and then eat until the sweet potatoes are completely eaten, or they are found to be beaten up by someone. End.
The Qingque tribe does not have a sweet potato cellar, but there are large tracts of millet that is about to mature.
These wild boars have found such a good place, and they should not stop visiting after eating once.
After all, what they ate last night was very jubilant, and no one interfered with them in the past.
This is why Han Cheng spent his great efforts to create traps in the places they had ruined last night, and the traps arranged in other places did not have the greatest basis for such precision.
The twilight gradually fell. After dinner, the people of the tribe sat in twos and threes in the courtyard, enjoying the ease and coolness of the night after a meal.
If there are more bright and dark red sparks in the night, it will be even more fascinating...
There are few mosquitoes here, because in front of the house and behind the house, Han Cheng asked people to transplant a lot of insect-repellent plants such as calamus and peppermint by the riverside ditch. They have spread.
Some people are looking up at the bright and mysterious starry sky, and some are climbing up the wall to look at the traps on the edge of the valley.
It's just that they are trapped in the darkness, and they can't see too far away. They don't know if they have any expected gains for the traps hidden in the darkness and on the edge of the valley.
"The Son of God..."
Someone finally lost his breath and spoke out, wanting to light a torch made of pine resin and some linen scraps. Go and see if there is any harvest in the trap.
Han Cheng refused with a smile.
The most important thing to get into a trap is to stay calm. At this time, you can't go over and see anything, otherwise it's easy to get rid of the trouble and lose all your previous efforts.
Everyone sat here again for a while, and in the dark night, there was no different sound, and everyone went back to their rooms to sleep.
There are also some who can’t sleep, continue to stand on the fence, looking out where they can’t see...
In the room, the faint yellow light was on for a while and then went out. Han Cheng hugged the bear-like white Xuemei into his dreamland.
The night is getting darker...
"Bang bang bang..."
"The Son of God! The Son of God..."
There was a sudden knock and shout, which broke the silence of the night, and suddenly sounded outside the door.
Han Cheng was shocked and woke up from his dream. After a little confusion, his mind became clearer.
"What's the matter?"
"God! There is a scream of wild boar in the west, it should be a trap, let's go and see..."
The big brother's voice rang out, with unstoppable excitement.
"Huh~"
Han Cheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief ~EbookFREE.me~ It turned out to be for this.
"No one is allowed to go, go back to sleep honestly!"
Han Cheng, who was disturbed by Qingmeng, got up with a bit of anger, and after giving the death order, lay down and went to sleep with Bai Xuemei who was also awakened and sat up.
These guys are all leaders, so why are they so uncomfortable? Going out blindly in the middle of the night, this matter is not reliable at all.
The two people outside the door ate a closed door, stood here for a while, had to turn around and leave, and continued to climb up the wall to listen to the movement from there, with excitement and irritation.
This feeling of knowing that it is rewarding but not being able to look at it is really uncomfortable, just as uncomfortable as having a fluffy tail constantly poking around in my heart.
Looking back at the house where the son of God was still immersed in darkness, the two met and smiled bitterly. While feeling that the son of God could really calm down to sleep, they could only suffer and wait in this seemingly endless night. The dawn...