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Mountain pheasant

About eight years ago, one day in late autumn, because I missed my son, I took the shuttle bus to Daheping, where my wife worked.

Riding in a car has always been a terrifying event in the world of singing and dancing to me.

In the most severe cases, I would suffer from vomiting and diarrhea and had to get out of the car and walk.

This situation occurred once when we were traveling from Yuanling to Huaihua and passed Maxipu.

Finally, we returned halfway and walked home for 5 hours.

Although this time it was not so serious, when I was still about ten miles away from my destination, I chose to get off the car and walk.

Green mountains and green waters, roosters crowing and dogs barking.

The autumn air is crisp and the sun is shining brightly.

The breeze blows on my face, feeling relaxed and happy.

For me, as soon as I get off the bus, I go directly from the eighteenth level of hell to the fairyland.

Picture description: The place where I got off the bus was called Shuijiaping, and the road was beside a big stream.

Listening to the rooster's crow, I felt happy. Following the rooster's crow, I looked around and saw that there were several families vaguely hidden by the green trees on the opposite side of the stream.

The most delicious thing in the countryside is the pheasant raised in a sparsely populated place.

This kind of chicken eats bugs and grass, and the soup it makes is the most delicious in the world, and its nutritional value is unparalleled.

I've eaten all kinds of delicacies from all over the world, and this chicken soup can't be beat.

this is my favourite.

So I went to the countryside to shop, or to be precise, to buy!

Because urbanization is now serious, there are fewer and fewer farmers, and they have all moved to cities to work. Naturally, this kind of chicken is becoming more and more difficult to buy.

The picture describes a small road going down to the river next to the highway. It seems that few people use it.

The water in the river is very clear and shallow, and many small fish are swimming in the air.

These little lives are very cute and enviable.

They are carefree and free all day long.

In groups, mandarin ducks play in the water.

Away from the hustle and bustle of the city and the worries of fame and fortune.

There are no messy ears of silk and bamboo, and there is no laborious shape of case documents.

It’s not like me running around for a living.

A small wooden bridge was built with stones on the river. It was very close to the water, almost close to the water, and only allowed one person to cross.

The wood was tied to the stone with wire to prevent it from being washed away by high water.

If the water rises, it will be impossible to cross.

The river beach is wider than the water surface and is full of clean pebbles.

There is a row of unknown large trees on the bank, which plays a role in protecting the river embankment.

There were several paddy fields on the shore, and I met a woman on the stem. She looked at me curiously, perhaps because few outsiders came here.

I asked him if he had any chickens or eggs for sale at home.

She didn't answer me, but asked me if I was a bad person, saying that she had never seen me before.

It made me dumbfounded. If I were a bad person, would I tell you that I was a bad person?

I said I was a teacher at school, but actually my wife was a teacher. I wanted to buy some chickens or eggs.

She said the chickens haven't grown up yet and won't be sold until the end of the year, but they have a few ducks and can sell one.

After asking several other households, there were no chickens for sale, so I had to make do with a duck.

The ducks here are also grown in rice fields, and the quality is certainly not bad. It is not comparable to the ducks in the city, but it tastes much worse than the pheasants.

This woman is simple and kind, and her business is fair. When catching ducks, she doesn't catch them directly, unlike some people who scatter some food before catching them. When weighing, she doesn't hold the weighing rod very low like some people do.

She is the only two old couple in her family. Her daughter is married and her son is not very satisfied with his job outside the home and sometimes asks for money from the family.

Talking about her son makes her a little sad. Her daughter is very sensible. The two elderly people rely on her daughter to be filial. She also bought the mobile phone and paid the phone bill.

The two old men did not farm, so they planted some corn and sweet potatoes.

I don't understand why we don't plant some rice.

It turns out that her man has been in poor health for many years and cannot do heavy work.

I used to work at a purchasing station in the town, but later it went bankrupt and I returned home. My family had no source of income and was completely devastated.

She herself felt embarrassed and said that her house was shabby and dilapidated, so she just sat outside.

This situation in her family makes me a little sad.

I said that I will take care of all the chickens, ducks and eggs you have at home. You can send them to the school, just ask Teacher Fan, or I can do it myself.

I asked for her phone number and told her to call her the next time I came over in case she wasn't home.

Since she couldn't change the money and had dozens of dollars left to change, I said there was no need to change the money. She was determined not to be in a hurry, so I had to say that I would put it aside until I buy chickens next time and pay the bill later, so she agreed.

Before leaving, she said that I was a good person and she wrongly blamed me.

I tied one leg of the duck with a rope and drove the duck along the road to school with the rope in hand.

The duck is very uncooperative and always looks to burrow into the grass on the roadside. This is really like trying to drive the duck away.

Maybe it knew it was on a path of no return.

But what can be done?

That's it.

When it grows up and becomes fat, it becomes a "delicacy" in people's mouth, and its destiny is in the hands of others.

If it were a wild duck that fends for itself, its fate would be different.

You can fly freely in the sky and defy everything.

Just like those big guys in today's society: Ren Zhengfei, Ma Huateng, Jack Ma, Liu Qiangdong, etc.

In the blink of an eye, it’s the twelfth lunar month of winter.

I originally opened a design institute in the city, but because the nanny I hired broke her leg after playing mahjong at night and went home, I closed the store of the design institute and started designing at home, taking care of my son.

After breakfast, I took my son for a walk on the road.

Suddenly I ran into the woman who bought chickens last time and her man returning home from the market.

I didn't notice, but she greeted me first and asked me why I didn't buy chickens, saying that the chickens had grown up.

Watching my son keep praising how good he is.

I said I was about to go, and she said I might as well bring it over next time I go to the market.

Ask her how many there are?

She said two.

I said then take two.

It was early morning five days later and we still hadn't gotten up.

Someone downstairs shouted Teacher Pan, Teacher Pan.