Chapter 365 Birdcage and Thieving Bird

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"Oh, it's Baoshuan."

"I thought someone had caught a kite, but it turned out to be a paper kite."

Wang Lishan said two days ago that if Baoshuan knew that Chen Ling wanted a paper kite, he would definitely deliver it to his door.

I didn't expect it to be delivered.

A paper kite is a kite. It is made by tying a frame with bamboo pieces and pasting it on with floral paper.

It sounds simple, but it requires some skill to do it.

Chen Baoshuan had such a skill. When he saw someone setting up a stall at the reservoir in the past two days, he followed suit and set up a stall selling paper kites. He sat behind the stall and built kites while selling them. He attracted a lot of people every day.

The little dolls in and outside the village watched and some money was made from them.

Although the money is not much, it is definitely better than doing nothing at home.

"It's not a paper kite. I'm not as capable as you, Fugui, to catch a real kite..."

Chen Baoshuan said with a smile, followed Chen Ling to the eaves of the bamboo building, and took out two beautifully crafted kites, "The wind is strong in the mountains in spring, so when the weather is clear, let's take the kids to play with them."

After putting down the kite, I poured out the contents of the bamboo basket and snakeskin bag, and assembled them into a simple wooden box.

"What are you doing, Baoshuan?"

"The beehives I made, you can see if they can be used. I heard from Uncle Cunye that you want to raise two swarms of bees at home this year. I happen to have some wood left at home, so I made one of these when I had nothing to do."

"If you think this can be used, I'll bring it over to you after the rest is finished."

When Chen Lingweng, Zhou Weijun, and Yu Qian heard this, they came closer and looked around the simple little beehive. Not to mention, it was an old carpenter's craftsmanship, and they couldn't find any faults.

"Not bad, this beehive is quite beautiful."

"Hehe, as long as you are satisfied, I will bring it over to you tomorrow. This beehive can be opened quickly."

Chen Baoshuan squatted on the ground, smiling with his purple face raised.

Wang Lishan was right about one thing.

Chen Baoshuan caught Chen Ling's fry, and this time he knew the price of it. While he was grateful for Chen Ling's generosity, he was also quite embarrassed.

Later, after discussing with Chen Sangui, they learned that Chen Ling was still thinking about raising two swarms of bees this year, so they decided to build some beehives for him first. If they had any carpentry work to do in the future, they would not charge for it if they could.

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Chen Ling didn't expect this, so he just said: "Hey, what else do you want to give as a gift? Just call me when the time comes and I'll go over and get it."

"It's okay, it's okay. It's not raining anymore. I can't even go to the reservoir to set up a stall. I'm just idle at home. I might as well come and play cards with you."

Chen Baoshuan smiled.

At this time, Yu Qian asked: "Is there no one in the reservoir now? When we came out of Jushengjia, we saw some people kowtow and burn incense there."

"Yes, there are still people who come to kowtow, but only people from our village go there. It rained heavily last night, and not many people came from other villages."

There is still a drizzle in the sky, but this cannot stop people's enthusiasm to worship King Turtle, and this worship takes seven days. The villagers do it rain or shine, just like last year.

Of course, it's not possible to burn incense in weather like today. The most you can do is light a few pieces of fire paper.

Having said this, Chen Baoshuan looked at Yu Qian: "By the way, boss, didn't you ask someone to catch birds for you two days ago? Do you want a birdcage? My neighbor and I can build birdcages."

"Yes, I definitely need a birdcage. The lovebirds I caught are still kept in the small iron cages used to hold quails."

Yu Qian's eyes lit up and he quickly asked: "Do you have a ready-made bird cage at home?"

"I don't have any ready-made ones at home, but my neighbor may have one. How about I take you to have a look?"

The neighbor Chen Baoshuan mentioned was naturally Chen Dazhi.

His two families were relatively close to each other. In the past, Chen Baoshuan would stand on the roof and throw bricks into the well of Chen Dazhi's house.

In the past year or so, Chen Baoshuan has been very honest and settled, and Chen Dazhi and his wife are famous for their benevolence and kindness. For Chen Sangui's sake, their neighbors have gradually started to interact with each other.

Otherwise, in the past, Chen Baoshuan would not have dared to bring someone to visit Chen Dazhi's house.

"Okay, just take me over and have a look. It's okay if you don't have any ready-made ones. Just make a few and use them as needed."

There is nothing complicated about the bird cage. Just choose a few suitable pieces of wood or bamboo sticks, bamboo slices, drill holes, grind out round and smooth bamboo sticks, and assemble them together.

But when it comes to raising ornamental birds, the question is whether the cage is beautiful or not.

As long as you have some bamboo weaving skills, building a bird cage is generally not too ugly.

Chen Dazhi was good at bamboo weaving.

Chen Baoshuan used to learn carpentry from his father. He didn't study hard and just played around on his own. He couldn't make any serious bamboo tools. He just made kites, bird cages, and bamboo whistles. That's it.

Not bad.

Yu Qi'an didn't care about good or bad, he was just pretending to be a bird temporarily. After saying that, he waved his hand: "Come on, Fugui, you have nothing to do when it rains. Come and get two birdcages with us."

"Forget it, I won't go, you can go."

Chen Ling pointed to the outside of the farm, "It rained all night, and we haven't taken care of the poultry and livestock in the orchard yet."

"That's it, that's fine. Then you should be busy first. We'll come back as soon as we go and we'll help you when we get back."

"Hey, it's okay. I only have a few things to do here. Let's play with you."

With that said, Chen Ling, Weng and his son-in-law sent them out of the farm.

At this time, the raindrops were getting smaller and smaller, and they hit my face like a vast mist of water vapor.

Being in the orchard, you can hardly feel the rain.

The two of them went to see the chickens and ducks. They were both in good spirits and didn't seem to be affected by last night's thunderstorm.

I opened the door and let the chickens and ducks out. Sure enough, they were all jumping around, squawking and coming over to the father-in-law and son-in-law to beg for food.

Some old hens, perhaps hungry, flapped their wings and came to peck at the feet of the two people.

After being kicked away by Chen Ling, he still shamelessly approached the two of them and couldn't drive them away.

Seeing this, Chen Ling had no choice but to call out the dogs, drive them away, and let them go look for food in the orchard.

As for the ducks, if they couldn't get food, they would have followed a few big white geese and jumped into the ditch, and started to have a great time in the breeze and drizzle.

After a while, he squawked, jumped out of the ditch with flapping wings, and pecked at some small crabs and small snail shells that crawled from the ditch to the grass.

Needless to say, there is no need to talk about small snail shells. They will always breed in large numbers in and outside the village, wherever there is water.

Mainly crabs.

These little crabs are about the size of a fingernail and are crawling back and forth among the wet grass. If you don't look carefully, you could easily mistake them for a bunch of big spiders.

Chen Ling really hadn't noticed much before.

So after seeing it, I was quite puzzled: "When did so many little crabs appear in the ditch? Are the crabs from the mountains coming down with the rain?"

I grabbed a few and put them in my hands. My father-in-law also came over to look at them and said that these were young crabs that had just grown up. They were either ones that had just run down the mountain, or they were born from old crabs in the ditches and creeks at the foot of the mountain last year.

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The farm's water channel is connected to the mountain streams and the river ditch at the foot of the mountain. There is never a shortage of crabs, shrimps, mussels, snail shells and so on.

It's just that there have never been so many big crabs as there are today.

It looked like the scorpions that swarmed in the orchard last year, crawling all over the ground.

Crabs are not the same as fish. As long as it rains, they will crawl to the shore like crazy. Especially in the summer when it rains heavily, crabs will even climb trees. Once they climb, they will climb up trees.

It's full, and although the little crabs haven't grown up yet, they still have the same virtue and keep crawling everywhere on rainy days.

Now the duck was enjoying its meal. It swayed its plump body and explored the ground with its mouth. In one mouthful, two or three small crabs entered its mouth. The food was so delicious.

After a while, the chickens were also attracted. These chickens were running around in the mountains and fields all day long and were very wild.

After discovering the food, they clucked one after another, flapped their wings and flew to the ditch, pecking at the small crabs and snail shells.

The chickens and ducks ate to their heart's content.

But the little crabs suffered a disaster. They fled in panic one by one, like headless flies. Some crawled back into the water, and many were hidden in the grass. Chen Ling sometimes didn't pay attention and could crush three of them to death with one kick.

Four.

This was really a pity, so Chen Ling and his father-in-law brought some small buckets and prepared some fried crabs for lunch.

There is not much to do on a rainy day, so it is very pleasant to tinker with food and drinks and drink some wine.

Fortunately, the dogs at home are never interested in crabs and the like. They find the fishy smell too strong and usually walk away after sniffing twice. Otherwise, if they get interested, chickens, ducks, and humans will eat these little dogs.
To be continued...