Chen Ling's guess is not unreasonable.

Who would dig holes in other people's fields on a cold day?

Something must be wrong.

But this time he guessed wrong.

This hole really has nothing to do with the tomb robbers.

There are no graves in the wheat field to the east of the village.

That day, Chen Ling's family of three, Liu Ni'er and Liu Ni'er, two adults and two children, gathered around the dining table in the kitchen, eating warmly while snowflakes began to fall from the sky.

The venison dumplings today are really delicious, even better than the venison dumplings made the day Sinier came back.

Liu Nier came over after breakfast and stuffed two more into her stomach.

After eating, my belly swelled like a small rubber ball, round and round.

"Uncle Fugui, your steamed buns are still delicious. Even your steamed buns are more fragrant than others."

Liu Nier pointed her fingers and laughed.

The so-called mojiao refers to steamed buns. When steaming the buns, the rows close to the edge of the big pot will bake the dough into a brown color. It is similar to crispy rice, and tastes crispy and fragrant.

"Haha, your kid knows what's good. I caught this grass deer at night and killed it without wasting any time. After killing it, I minced it with fresh venison. Wouldn't it be delicious?"

Chen Ling smiled, these venison steamed buns are delicious. In addition to the good ingredients, it also has something to do with the way their steamed buns are made.

In fact, there is nothing special about it.

It’s nothing more than the stuffing and skin of the buns.

As for the stuffing of steamed buns, when mixing the stuffing, just like when making dumplings that day, stir the broth to bring out the flavor of the stuffing.

When the broth has been simmered for a long time, not only the tendons and minced meat on the skeleton are melted into the broth, but also the bone marrow will be slowly stewed out. The oil in the bone marrow is so fragrant.

Stir it into the meat filling, and the taste can be imagined.

For bun skin, you have to use yeast dough.

When steaming buns, the risen buns taste better than the dead buns.

The soup in the steamed meat filling will also be absorbed and infiltrated by the dough. Even if you break open the bun, pour out the meat filling, and only eat the bun skin, it will still be delicious and fragrant.

Chen Ling took half a fistful of fist-sized buns and finished a dozen of them in one go. Seeing how well he ate, Wang Susu also ate one more.

Chen Ling, on the other hand, was only half full. After drinking a bowl of hot sweet potato porridge, he got up and went to get the torch.

Most of the fire drills used by farmers in the mountains, which are iron rods used to stoke fires and stuff firewood in stoves, are more than one meter long.

And one end is pointed, like a javelin.

This is something you use to pick out badgers in the winter.

A torch, a sack, a headlamp or a flashlight, this is the three-piece set for Xia Badazi Cave and Xia Lang Cave.

If you don't need to dig into a hole to catch it, a torch and a sack will suffice.

The snowflakes in the sky were getting bigger and bigger. Chen Ling put on an old coat, took a torch and a sack, and took Liu Nier to the earth shed in the east of the village to find Wang Lixian.

Wang Susu followed behind with her child in her arms.

Badgers entering hibernation are the best to catch.

When the weather gets cold, badgers can't stand the cold. When they wake up from hibernation, they are still half asleep and half awake. At this time, if a fire hammer is poked at them, they will not hide.

Moreover, after counting nine in winter, badgers are fatter and oilier, and their fur is of the best quality.

Chen Ling didn't bring the dogs out today, letting them guard the farm.

It's snowing and people are free, everyone stays at home.

As soon as they heard that Chen Ling and Wang Lixian's family were catching badgers in the field, they all went to watch. There were all adults, children, men, women, and children there.

Especially the little boy, not only did he have to see clearly how Chen Ling and the others caught badgers, but after they caught them, they also followed them to Wang Lixian's house to see how they killed the badgers, skinned them, took their blood, and boiled the oil.

Today's badger hole is the remaining half of the old badger nest, which was occupied by another badger nest. If someone hadn't dug holes randomly in Wang Lixian's vegetable garden, they wouldn't have discovered it.

There were about seven or eight badgers in the nest, and they caught two, stewed them into a big pot that night, and gathered their friends for a feast at Wang Lixian's house.

It was a very happy thing to catch badgers on a snowy day, eat badger meat and drink until midnight with family and friends in front of the stove.

But when Chen Ling and his family of three were rushing to the farm late that night, Chen Yuqiang, who had gone home early after drinking half the night, chased them drunkenly and stopped them at the entrance of the village. He was anxious and out of breath and told Chen Ling that he heard them

There was movement in the yard, as if someone climbed over the wall and got in, so he and Wen Li hurried to call him.

"Is it Wang Chunyuan? He doesn't want to live anymore, right?"

When Chen Ling heard this, his eyebrows stood up. He thought that Wang Chunyuan had gone to steal the bed at home, so he took a deep breath and asked Wang Susu and her children to go to Chen Dazhi's house nearby. They just came back with Chen Dazhi.

He didn't sleep either, and even gave Wang Susu a flashlight to illuminate the road for the two of them.

After Wang Susu was settled, he dragged the torch and headed home.

Chen Yuqiang was startled when he saw this posture, "Uncle Fugui, don't be reckless. If there are too many people in the courtyard, I will call a few more people, get the guys, and we will go in together."

Chen Ling drank a lot tonight. At this time, the anger in his heart was rising together with the alcohol, so he couldn't care about this.

When Chen Yuqiang shouted, he was already taking long strides as fast as flying.

The chubby Chen Yuqiang couldn't catch up with him even if he jogged.

But under the night, the front and back of the house were covered with snow, which made the night not so dark.

Chen Ling rushed home angrily, but there was no one there, but if you listened carefully, there was definitely movement.

Not inside the courtyard, but outside.

And it’s outside the courtyard to the east of Chen Ling’s house.

There are no people living in the east of Chen Ling's house, and there are no houses. It is just like a big earth pit behind the Tutu Temple. It is an abandoned land covered with trees. You can turn around from the alley across Chen Ling's house.

The huts were there, as were the piles of dried dung and coal.

It also belongs to Chen Ling's family.

So I walked over following the rustling sounds and saw two guys wrapped up tightly, lighting incense and candles outside the wall of their house, kowtowing.

While kowtowing and lighting burning paper, I didn't know what I was saying.

Chen Ling was stunned for a moment, then yelled: "Hey, you two idiots, what are you doing?"

The two people didn't expect anyone to come in the middle of the night, so they were trembling with fear.

He didn't care about the things on the ground and ran away.

Chen Ling glanced at the incense candle paper on the ground. It was definitely not a good thing to do such a thing at night, so he picked up the torch and chased after it.

These two people seemed to be quite young. After Chen Ling took a step forward, he caught up with them within a few steps.

After catching up, no matter who it was, the two of them rolled on the snow like gourds after hearing a muffled groan and a scream.

"You guys from Male Gobi are burning paper outside my courtyard in the middle of the night. I want to see who the two of you are. Why do we have bad guys like you in Chenwangzhuang?"

Chen Ling took out the flashlight and walked over cursing.

He kicked him so hard just now that the two of them rolled a long way in the snow and couldn't get up. Now he was yelling and walking over, and reached out to pull the hat of one of them. When the two saw this, they quickly covered their heads to prevent Chen Ling from letting go.

Pull it off.

There is no need to elaborate on this performance, he must be an acquaintance in the village.

An acquaintance still did this, and Chen Ling became even more angry. His strength was something few others could match. With a hard pull, the hats of both of them fell off one after another.

Chen Ling shined a flashlight on their faces, and his anger suddenly stopped.

"Uncle Yunzhai?"

"Hey Guangyunzhai, what are you doing secretly kowtowing and burning incense outside my house in the middle of the night? Are you cursing our family?"

After calling him the habitual name, Chen Ling immediately gave him another kick with fierce eyes.

Guang Yunzhai is a tall and thin man with black hair and big eyes. He is a neatly dressed old man. His wife is stronger, with short hair and a square face.

Guang, as soon as you hear this surname, you know that he is a foreigner.

But what is different from Cui Zizi is that this person with the surname Guang belongs to a large family. The small cemetery behind the Tutu Temple has the most graves for people with the surname Guang.

The Guangyun House is considered to be the most prestigious place in the family with the surname Guang, and the two sons in the family are also very promising.

The eldest son Mao Dan is the cook for weddings and weddings in the village, and the second son Guang Pengfei has a good relationship with Chen Ling.

When Chen Ling's father was still alive, their relationship was still good, and until now, they often drink together.

Unlike Chen Ze, he even had a quarrel with Chen Ling in the middle.

Because Guang Pengfei was a child and Guang Yunzhai was older than Chen Ling's father, Chen Ling always called him uncle.

Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, these two old immortals were kowtowing and burning incense outside their home, and they didn't know what they were talking about.

What bad luck.

But it was said that Guangyunzhai was kicked by Chen Ling again, and he held his stomach and bowed, almost hurting so much that he couldn't breathe.
To be continued...