My grandfather and his friends were looking after the precious rosewood forest and were attacked by a group of forest thieves. When they were helpless, a bear jumped out and knocked down five or six forest thieves. Even if I gave the bear meat, he wouldn't eat it. Grandpa said: It seems that the bear is still angry with us...
One autumn, my grandfather stored all the sweet potatoes and prepared to make the most authentic sweet potato vermicelli in the cold winter. To make vermicelli, you need a bamboo pole more than one meter long for drying. There happens to be a bamboo forest in the back mountain, and there are also winter bamboo shoots. The fried farm bacon is delicious.
led the donkey to the bamboo forest in the back mountain, and quickly cut down about twenty bamboo poles. When he went back and cut them off with a saw, he could make hundreds of drying poles. Grandpa divided the bamboo poles into two bundles and hung them on both sides of the donkey's back so that the donkey could walk more easily.
As soon as the bamboo poles were tied, the donkey kept tapping its hooves and moving back and forth. It was very restless and snorted. Grandpa thought the donkey was angry because he had too many bamboo poles. If that happened, it would be troublesome. You should know that when the donkey is angry, even the whip can't beat it away.
Grandpa stroked the donkey's neck with his hand and shouted "oh...oh" to make the donkey stop. Unexpectedly, the donkey not only failed to be quiet, but also tried to run away several times. The master was wondering what was going on when he suddenly heard some movement behind him. When he looked back, he saw a little black dog digging through the bamboo shoots basket to see if there was anything delicious inside.
Whose puppy is this? Why are you running up the mountain? It only weighed six or seven pounds. It was probably that the dog raised by the residents at the foot of the mountain gave birth to puppies. No one adopted them, so they were thrown up the mountain. Grandpa saw that the puppy’s stomach was as deflated as a deflated rubber ball, so he couldn’t bear it, so he grabbed the little guy and put it in a basket and carried it down the mountain.
As soon as grandpa approached the donkey with the puppy on his back, the donkey accelerated its pace, leaving grandpa far behind, as if it was a little afraid of the puppy in the basket. When they got home, grandpa shouted to the children: "Look, I picked up a puppy for you."
Grandma unloaded the bamboo basket from grandpa's back shoulder and put it on the ground. We all saw a black puppy in the basket. It looked silly and very cute, but the puppy's appearance was a bit low, and he looked like a charcoal.
Grandma said: "What kind of dog did you pick up? Look, it ruined the bamboo shoots." Grandpa rubbed his shoulders and looked back, and saw that the puppy was still lying in the basket eating bamboo shoots. Grandpa was very surprised: "Hehe, I have never seen a puppy eating bamboo shoots."
Then grandpa went to unload the bamboo poles for the donkey. We little guys all played around the puppy that crawled outside. Some went to the kitchen to bring it sweet potatoes, and some brought it steamed buns.
Grandpa finished his work and came over to take the puppy into his hands. He looked at it again and again. Why is this dog so vegetarian? The uncle cut off a piece of meat in the house and handed it to the puppy's mouth. It also ate it in one bite and swallowed it without even chewing.
Grandpa watched the puppy eating meat and laughed and said, "It looks like a dog." When grandma saw it, she said that we were all prodigal sons and gave my uncle a look. Then grandma went to the kitchen to cook.
Grandpa took us to play with Xiaozizi. The local dog Dahuang who went out for a walk came back. It was also curious. Seeing us gathered together, it thought there was something fun or delicious, so it hurried over to have a look. When
came, he saw a little guy as black as briquettes. Jealousy caused the dog to deform. The hair on Dahuang's head suddenly exploded. He barked twice at the puppy. The puppy was so scared that it aimed at a gap and ran to the jujube tree in the yard. It whirred and climbed to a height of three or four meters.
How could a dog climb a tree? Grandpa stood there in shock: "Hey, this is a bear, not a cub..." Grandma also came out of the kitchen after hearing the sound and saw the climbing tree. The "little cub" who climbed up the tree said to his grandpa: "This is a bear. Take it out and throw it away..."
Grandma was mainly afraid that a big bear would follow the smell and come to find the little bear, hurting people and the livestock raised at home.Only then did grandpa understand that no wonder the donkey was so nervous on the mountain. It turned out that it smelled the scent of a small bear, and it was also afraid that a big bear was nearby!
Grandpa packed the little bear in a bag and walked towards the back mountain with a hatchet in his hand. The little bear struggled in the bag and scratched the bag. We wanted to follow, but grandpa drove us back. Grandpa wanted to release it to the foot of the mountain and let it go. He held the hatchet to protect himself in case it encountered a big bear.
When we reached the foot of the mountain, my grandfather poured it out. I broke off a piece of wormwood and drove it up the mountain. It refused to go and even snatched the wormwood from my grandfather's hand. In the end, it thought its grandpa was playing a game with it, so it ran away to hide in the grass, and then came back again, repeating this process several times. Grandpa took advantage of it to run away and came back quickly.
had just arrived home, and before he could sit down and take a sip of sweet potato porridge, he heard something moving, looked down and saw that it had already arrived at the kitchen door. It turned out that he got in through the gap in the wooden fence. Grandpa said to grandma: "Forget it, just keep it. Look at its hungry belly. It probably ran out on its own after the big bear died."
Seeing that grandma didn't say anything, grandpa raised the little bear in the yard and let it lie in a nest with Dahuang. Dahuang was still unwilling and kicked it out. Finally, my grandfather found a wooden box, stuffed some wheat straw into it, made a simple bear nest for it, and placed it next to the rhubarb. Dahuang barked at it and scolded it for a long time, and then stopped after seeing it fall asleep.
After a few days, I didn’t see anything unusual, so I felt relieved. Just like that, it lived in my grandfather's house. My grandfather took it with him every time he went to the mountains, hoping that it could find its mother bear. After going to the mountains a few times, my grandfather was convinced that it was an orphan bear.
Because as soon as it reaches the mountain, it is busy digging for worms in the driftwood on the ground. Only orphan bears can be so industrious and can find food at such an old age. If the cubs following the mother bear were this big, they would be able to do almost nothing. Grandpa said that the children of poor people should become parents early, and orphans should become independent early.
Grandma and the neighbors didn’t mind that the little bear was a danger. People kept coming to play with the little bear. Gradually, everyone began to treat it like a puppy.
The bear is an omnivore and eats vegetables and fruits, including cabbage, radishes, peaches and pears. However, my grandpa is not that meaty to feed it. When he saw someone throwing dead pigs and chickens into the wild, my grandpa took a broken iron pot and went to the wild to pick up the dead pigs and chickens. He simply packed them up, cooked them, and fed them to the rhubarb and black bears.
There was still very little meat. When Little Bear and Dahuang saw the meat, they rushed to eat it, regardless of their usual friendship. A forest ranger friend who was good at hunting said to my grandpa: "Look at how you raised these two guys like starving dogs. Why don't you just bring them to the mountain and raise them for me."
Grandpa was helpless, so he gave the little bear to this friend. He usually patrolled the forest with a gun on his back in the mountains. There were many wild animals at that time, such as rabbits, deer, and wild goats. There was always meat to eat. The little bear can at least eat meat and bones by following him.
The day the little bear left, the rhubarb at home howled and wanted to follow him. I don’t know if I am reluctant to part with the little bear or if I want to go up the mountain to eat meat with my friends who can hunt. When the forester rode away, grandma remarked that the rhubarb was delicious. Dahuang was a little disappointed, lying in the doghouse and not coming out.
Later, my grandfather was busy making vermicelli and selling vermicelli, and never went to the mountain to see the little bears. The weather got warmer the next year, and my grandpa went to the mountain to see the little bear. It had grown taller than rhubarb. It seemed that eating meat meant it grew faster. Rhubarb no longer dared to bully it. The little bear was very happy to see Rhubarb, played with Rhubarb, and even licked Rhubarb's face: Are you touched? Dahuang: Don’t dare to move.
The rhubarb came to the point where the forester had eaten bones, and he didn’t want to come back. When grandpa left, he called it a few times, but Dahuang didn't want to leave and pretended not to hear. Grandpa walked forty or fifty meters away. Dahuang saw that grandpa was really gone, so he ran to catch up with him. The little bear saw that his grandpa and Dahuang were gone. Even though he was fat, he ran very fast and had to climb onto grandpa's donkey cart.
In autumn, my grandpa carries a bag and goes to the mountains to pick mushrooms, morels, golden ear mushrooms, as well as various wild vegetables and herbs. Sometimes I find it troublesome to travel back and forth, so I temporarily stay with a forest ranger friend when the goods are being shipped.
During the day, I watch the forest guards patrol the mountain, but I cannot sleep all the time at night. If I hear any big noises in the forest, I have to use a strong flashlight or a gas lamp to look at it to see if there is anything abnormal. The main reason is that I am afraid that people will steal the ebony and ginkgo trees on the mountain.
One night, when my grandfather and his friends were asleep, they suddenly heard the snapping of branches in the forest. They both woke up and quickly wrapped themselves in coats and carried rifles on their backs and went out. When I shined the big flashlight, the forest was bright, and I saw a branch as thick as an arm was broken, and the branches and leaves were still shaking slightly.
As soon as I turned around, I heard a vomiting sound. A leopard jumped down and grabbed my friend's back coat, throwing him into the ravine. The gun was thrown several meters high and hung on a tree. Grandpa was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. Before he could react, the leopard grabbed his coat and threw him down.
Grandpa quickly crawled into the ravine, rolled over and stood up when he wanted to, and hit the leopard with a stick. But the leopard was so nimble and its reaction speed was several times faster than that of humans. Before my grandfather could stand up, the leopard jumped on his back and knocked him down, and then it tried to bite the back of his neck.
At this time, he heard a roar, and the bear rushed over and slapped the leopard, knocking the leopard two meters away. The back of my grandpa’s coat was scratched by leopard , and a large piece of cotton wool flew out. Grandpa quickly got up and chased the leopard with a wooden stick. The leopard didn't want to suffer the loss, and jumped into the bushes and disappeared.
Grandpa hurried to the bottom of the five or six meter deep ravine to see his friend. The friend even fell down and was so frightened that he was speechless for a while. He drove the person into the house and checked under the light that both of them were not injured. Sit on a chair and pour your friend a glass of hot water. After the fire was heated for a while, my friend said: "It was too dangerous just now. Fortunately you were here to help, otherwise I would have been in danger."
Grandpa felt relieved when he saw his friend talking, and used a bamboo pole to remove the air-drying bag hanging on the top of the beam. After feeding a piece of meat to the little bear, the grandfather said: "Fortunately, the bear got out. It would be dangerous for me." The forest guard didn't know that the bear had saved them. He had just fallen to the bottom of the ravine and was trapped. He thought his uncle had beaten the leopard away.
The bear has eaten a piece of meat and wants more meat. The reason why my friend hung the meat on the beam on the roof was because he was afraid that the little bear would steal the meat. If he wanted to follow the little bear's wishes, he would eat all the meat at once, leaving out a bite of bamboo shoots and cabbage. Grandpa thought that the little bear wanted to finish the meat tonight, so he gave it to him.
The next day, my grandfather and his friends asked the people who were driving up the mountain who had dug out the leopard's den? They all said no. The forest guard said it was a half-sized leopard, and its claws couldn't even scratch through thick clothes. Grandpa didn’t know why the leopard was so bold and dared to attack people near the hut.
The leopard never came out to hurt anyone again. I heard from an old hunter that he was probably an orphan leopard who lost his mother when he was a child. He grew up alone and starved to death if he was too cautious. Orphan leopards that can grow up are bold and careful, and they dare to do no matter how big things they do.
The old hunter also said that there was an old man digging peanuts in our place, and a leopard sat on his back for half an hour. The old man did not dare to move, pretending to be a stone, and the leopard was not hungry, so he escaped. This is the orphan leopard. It is not afraid of people, but people can't catch it because it is very cunning.
Another year passed and the little bear grew up so much. Except for my grandpa, my friends no longer dared to visit the forest officer for fear of the bear. Grandpa is not afraid, Xiong knows him. Whenever grandpa goes there, as soon as he enters the house to sit down, Xiong will stand in front of him and look up at the meat on the beam, hoping that grandpa will give him some meat to eat.
When my grandfather patrolled the mountains with the forest rangers, the bears followed him. Other animals ran away when they saw the bears, and fewer wild animals were hunted. The bear catches its prey on its own. Once when it saw a herd of wild boars, it rushed over and bit a half-large wild boar. The bear, which weighed less than 100 kilograms, was dragged forty or fifty meters by a wild boar weighing more than 100 kilograms. It did not let go and finally subdued the wild boar.
From then on, the bear learned to hunt. Sometimes he would be playing in the yard, and if he didn't notice it for a while, he would disappear. Sometimes he would come back with half a wild sheep. Seeing that it can hunt, Lin Ye and his grandfather began to think about sending it to the old forest to live alone. After all, the forest is its paradise.
But if he sends it away, it will come back. In the end, I had no choice but to give it food. Slowly, it accepted the fact and wandered around on its own, stopping and walking, and finally disappeared into the forest. The day the bear left, neither my grandfather nor Kan Linye had dinner, and they felt empty.
A group of wolves migrated into the forest. The forest guards were reluctant to shoot them with bullets, so they used firecrackers to scare them. Over time, the wolves were no longer afraid of firecrackers. They set off a few firecrackers, and the wolves roamed freely in the forest. An old hunter said that this is not good, because wolves will not be afraid of guns, and people will be in danger.
Once my grandpa and the ranger were patrolling the forest together. Grandpa picked up mountain goods while walking, and he picked up a big bag. There are so many mountain products here, and the amount of mountain products picked a few days ago is enough. Grandpa said he plans to go down the mountain to sell them tomorrow.
On the way back, I saw a forest guard saying that there was no meat, so I shot a wild boar or wild sheep to give my grandpa a good meal to see him off. I happened to see a wild boar on the road, so I killed it and carried it back.
At night, I heard dogs barking. The forester and my grandfather thought it was wolves coming, so they put on their coats and thought about killing two wolves. The wolves ran away, and they probably would not dare to come to this forest in the future.
The forest officer only needs three bullets, and he will apply for bullets after he has finished shooting. When I shined a flashlight, I saw the wolf on the high hill at the intersection of the woods next to the wooden house. I shot him and the wolf fell down. When
went to lift the wolf, he felt that there was a woody smell nearby. Could it be that someone had cut down cocobolo ? This is what you do, so you have to go check it out.
went over with a flashlight and saw a tree fallen. Then the two men were pushed down and wanted to be tied up. Grandpa and the others struggled desperately, but there were five or six people in the family, but it was useless to struggle, and they became lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
This group of people didn't say a word from beginning to end, they were very professional. Grandpa and the ranger thought it was over this time and the precious trees were about to be stolen. In despair, he suddenly heard a roar, and a big bear rushed over from the forest.
The big bear faced the group of people and slapped them all, knocking them down and unable to stand up, and even beat one to death. A forest thief fired a shot in a hurry, injuring Xiong's forearm. Grandpa and the ranger had already untied the rope from their hands, and together they held down the forest thief with the gun. Then they tied up several people.
I shined a light on it. Isn’t this the bear that my grandpa and his friends drove away? Quickly take out the bullet from the bear's forearm and apply medicine. Even if you feed it meat, it won't eat it. It was getting dark and the bear was gone. The police came and took away several forest thieves.
The black bear raised by my grandfather and the ranger never appeared again, but my grandfather and the others saw bear dung in the forest. It is estimated that after being driven away by Grandpa and the others, the bear was a little sad and did not want to come back to live. He also avoided Grandpa and the others when living in the forest, and only came out when he saw that Grandpa and the others were in danger.
