An Feng was overjoyed when he was hunting for the first time. Of course, Joanna's credit was indispensable. If it weren't for her sharp eyes, An Feng, a novice, could not find a wild boar and could not kill his prey. He knelt beside the wild boar with a gun, asked Joanna to take a photo of him, and then she also took a photo with the prey with the bow.

Shortly after the photo was taken, friends from other directions rushed over with gunfire and found the huge wild boar and were full of praise. An Feng vividly described his hunting feat just now, of course, he ignored the misunderstanding of the second shot that he had not had time to load, and only said that the second shot was shot missed.

After saying that, he blinked at Joanna.

She smiled and did not expose An Feng's tricks.

Paul got an all-terrain car behind him. Such a big wild boar could not be carried back, so he could only put it on the front hood of the all-terrain car, tied it with a special rope, and then everyone slowly moved towards the direction of the wooden house. On the way, he met Frank who came to meet, and after a burst of praise, he returned together.

Back at the cabin camp, others surrounded the wild boar and took photos. Paul wrote some records of killing wild boars. Even in a private hunting ground, the US government's cunning was everywhere. The wild boar also needs a pig ticket and will find an opportunity to hand over the information to the local fishing and hunting bureau in the future.

Paul put away his paper and pen and applauded: "We have a roasted pig feast tonight!"

That night, he sharpened his knife and killed the pig. He chopped his legs and peeled his skin to clean the internal organs, leaving the pig's head behind, and turned around to apply for it. Later, the last two people who went out to hunt: Guri and Mark also returned to the camp, and they also gained a dead North American coyote.

When talking about this hunt, Mark was very moved, saying that after they discovered the wolf pack, they chased for more than a thousand meters. When the wolf pack was about to escape across the road, they were already breathless and prepared to give it a try. As a result, before they could breathe, Guli opened fire and knocked down a female wolf with one shot, which was a sharpshooter.

After hearing Mark's description, Paul, an experienced old hunter, was also impressed by the fact that hunters usually need a adjustment process from chasing to shooting. Even breathing still cannot guarantee the accuracy of shooting. However, Guli completed the aiming to shooting just after he stopped. This technique may require continuous hard practice.

Guli did not hide his own personal information. He generously taught his adjustment tips. Several old hunters listened to it with relish, and An Feng also understood some of them. But to be honest, Guli's technology was prepared for beating people. Where is Israel? The country where all people are soldiers has been threatened by the Arab countries since it was established. Only when they are in a state of combat can they ensure the safety of their nation. Guli had received safety training there, so naturally there was also the temperament of Israeli soldiers who could pick up guns to fight at any time.

The bonfire party in the evening unfolded in the lively sound, skewers of large pieces of wild boar meat, coated with oil and seasonings, and roasted on charcoal fires. A natural barbecue aroma floated far away, and people sang and danced around the flames, except for the many mosquitoes... Everyone drinks and eats meat with their heart's content, which is very lively.

I bite a large piece of roasted wild boar. The mouth is full of pure meat, the lean meat is thick, and the skin is crispy and fragrant. Although the meat of more than 200 kilograms is already old, it tastes much better than that of ordinary domestic pigs. The children all eat oily faces, and the two heroic hunting dogs are even more overwhelmed.

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A wonderful night in joy and hustle and bustle.

Although it was very comfortable to sleep under the blanket, An Feng was thinking about the beautiful scenery of the forest hut in the morning, so he woke up as soon as the next day. He heard the sound of birds singing outside the house, which was crisp and moving, and the sun shone on the balcony. He also got up, washed his face and brushed his teeth with disposable cleaning tools, and walked out of the house with a yawn.

Standing at the door, stretching comfortably, looking up at the surroundings, the joyful dawn of the morning shone on the verdant earth, the trees were stained with yellow colors, the breeze was blowing, and deep breathing was filled with the scent of dew, and the wild flowers growing around were blooming, showing their vitality.

"A wonderful day!" An Feng stepped on the soft lawn and slowly came behind Joanna who was sitting on the swing gently. Today she wore a light white dress with her blonde hair lazily draped over her shoulders, shaking gently with the cheerful singing of the birds in the forest.

The scenery was so beautiful that An Feng took out his phone, but thinking that it might destroy the current nature and coordination, he put the phone back in his pocket. He looked quietly for a while without disturbing Joanna, who was content with a relaxed and contented voice. He only heard a brisk tune in her mouth, which was pleasant.

After a few minutes, Joanna turned her head and saw An Feng standing behind her, and a warm smile appeared on her face: "Hi! Good morning!"

"Good morning!" An Feng walked towards her.

"Isn't it used to getting up so early?" Joanna tilted her head to look at him.

An Feng shrugged: "I'm not that lazy yet? I heard someone singing softly, and I feel very good, come out and listen. Didn't disturb you?"

Joanna tweaked her hair in front of her: "This is the swing song my grandmother sang for me. When I was a child, I sat on the swing, and she pushed and sang. Beautiful memories."

"This picture is beautiful when I think of it." An Feng said. He also remembered his deceased grandmother. Unfortunately, he was different from Joanna's beauty. He was naughty when he was a child and refused to come down. She was walking downstairs with wooden strips, and the onlookers laughed.

Joanna smiled: "Of course, my childhood without any pressure, everything is always simple... How about you push the swing for me?"

"Me?" An Feng pointed at himself.

"Hmm, can't it be?" Joanna's eyebrows bent, looking very cute.

"Haha, okay." An Feng smiled and stepped forward, gently pushed her. Joanna stretched out her calves, grabbed two chains, and cheered in her mouth.

Every time she pushed hard, Joanna would make a crisp laugh, with the corners of her skirt flying, and the laughter was full. This was her completely different side, a little bit like a girl who was not grown up, innocent and cute. An Feng was contagious by her emotions, and seemed to be much younger and making trouble with carefree things.

In the end, they laughed enough and were tired of playing. They lay on the grass together, looking at the blue sky above their heads and the birds that occasionally flew by, talking about endless things, and talking about their childhoods when they were young. An Feng was mainly naughty, and he was the best at climbing trees to pick up bird eggs and going down the river to catch fish and shrimps.

Joanna also talked about her own. Although she lived a superior life, she often liked to hide her annoying clothes secretly, simplified her actions and took shortcuts when learning etiquette, put the food she didn't like to eat in her mouth and found a place to vomit, and secretly brought snacks to her bed to eat. It sounded like a little trick-and-treat.

An Feng looked at the sky with his head on his head and said, "If we could meet when we were young, it would be an excellent combination of tricks and deeds!"

Joanna smiled: "I'm not as troublesome as you, okay? I scared the little animals and stole my mother's eggs. You are the model of bad guys in my heart when I was a child."

An Feng didn't believe her: "The little cute girl with blonde hair is flat and bangs, I don't believe you don't like taking care of small animals, but you just didn't meet me when you were a child!"

"No!" said Joanna.

"Yes." An Feng smiled.

"No! Just no!" Joanna kicked him.

An Feng moved for a moment and smiled and said, "Okay, it won't be on the surface."

"This is perfunctory!" Joanna turned to look at him.

An Feng retreated: "Okay, whatever you say is what you want. Well, I suddenly thought of something. Last time I met an old lady..."

An Feng talked about Mrs. Sinclair, the point is that her ancestors may have a friendship with the old lady.

Joanna was very eager to hear this: "That should be true, but unfortunately you didn't ask her for her original surname. If you have the chance, I want to be a guest."

An Feng said: "You need time to do it anytime."

Joanna said: "That's at the end of March. On the 20th, the school will have spring break and there will be five days off."

An Feng has heard of spring break in the United States. American universities generally have three holidays, winter, spring and summer. Spring break is determined by schools in each state, usually about five to seven days, like our National Day holiday. I heard Joanna talk about the approximate days, and there is still one month left.
Chapter completed!