Some people think that my grandfather is bragging, why can you bear to share two fat chickens with your family? Grandpa explained to everyone that in the past two years, our team went to the woods on the mountain to pick up bird droppings. One acre of land has earned more than 40 or 50 kilograms of grain. Two chickens are the rewards for us for the New Year.
Three old hens warmed more than 100 chickens. Baby
After idle, put the saved one or two hundred eggs under the butts of the three old hens who were beating nests and let them hatch the chicks. There were too many eggs, and there were three old hens in total, all of which were raised high and could not protect all the eggs at all. Grandpa found a few towels to wrap the eggs that were exposed under the hen, and then he could barely take care of them.
In less than a month, a group of small chicken treasures were born. Except for dozens of wishy eggs that were not hatched, everything else was basically alive. More than one hundred small chicken treasures ran around the ground, like small balls, which were very likable.
Each of the three old hens led forty or fifty chicks to peck and eat on the grass behind the village, such as crickets, grasshoppers, and what they saw, the old hen plucked them with his claws. Every time he plucked them, the chicks snuggled forward to see if there were any bugs to eat.
After everyone passed by the village, they saw a group of chickens, yellow, white, gray, and flowers running around, and they unconsciously grinned with smiles. How much does it cost to grow up? How long does it take to eat two chickens for each family?
Smart crows
There is a large group of crows in the woods on the mountain behind our village. In the afternoon, we should gather together, fly to this woods, and then fly to the woods there. Occasionally, a large group circling in the air, and always croaking.
Where is there a dead animal? The crows flew over in large groups and started eating. Whether it was a dead animal or a rotten for several days, the crows ate with relish.
Before Grandma Wang’s east end of the village passed away, the group of crows were hovering outside their yard. Some people guessed that Grandma Wang couldn't survive this time. He said that crows could smell the popularity, and it came true after a long time. Everyone was even more afraid of the crows, as if they had brought death.
Everyone hates crows, and they can’t do anything about them. They can only occasionally encounter crows falling to the ground. They quickly picked up a stone, swung their arms and threw them over, and gave them a sudden attack on the crows. Even though they can't be beaten, they can scare them away quickly. Some crows were so scared that they were flying and pulling, and some said that they were the crows so scared that they were pissed off and they didn't dare to come easily in the future.
Unexpectedly, after a while, the crows gradually got used to people throwing stones. They were no longer surprised. When they saw the stones flying over, they just jumped over and avoided them. They know that you won't stop and target them all the time, you have to be busy, they are very idle. He is so lawless and not afraid of anything.
The crow pecked the chick's eyes and ate it. The brave hen went to rescue the incoming chickens
As the saying goes, the big shop bullies customers, and the big shop bullies shop. If there are too many crows, they dare to bully the chickens raised in the team. The adult crows in the group of crows were probably one pound, no smaller than the old hens that were only two or three pounds at that time. In addition, the crows could fly, and they dared to fall down one meter away from the old hen and harass them as if no one was around.
Every time the crow flew over, the old hen should not do anything, so he protects the chick under his wings and stares at the hateful crow. A negligence will make the hen regret it. The smallest hen was not taken seriously by the crow. One afternoon, in front of the old hen, the crow took a little chicken to the opposite side of the river and started eating.
Crow is a bird with high IQ. It is very smart and can use a small stick to hook out bugs in tree holes. The crow is crueler than its IQ. If it catches the chick, it will hold the chick with its claws and constantly peck on the chick's eyes and head. Even if someone saves it, the chicken becomes a blind chicken.
The cruelty and cleverness of the crow are like a bad guy with high IQ. It not only does evil, but also has to show its presence.The crows always peck at the chickens calmly in front of the hens on trees or across the river. The old hen is so angry that his face is red and his neck is thick, but the old hen dares not act rashly, otherwise the chicks under his wings will be dragged away by other crows.
Once the group of crows grabbed the poor hen's little chicken treasure and took it to the other side of the river. They slapped the chick's eyes down three times. The chick struggled under the crow's claws, still chirping.
The hen finally couldn't stand it. She flapped her wings and flew across the river four or five meters wide, and went to the opposite side to save her poor child.
Dozens of chicks were eaten by crows, angering the hens to death
Here, there were thirty or forty little chicks, and they suddenly lost their protection. There were more than ten brave crows around, and I pulled one, and more than ten chickens were kidnapped away by the crow. Flying over the shore, the hen, who had just saved Xiao Chickenbao from under the crow's claws, was stunned and quickly flew back to protect the remaining twenty chicks.
Then I heard more than ten chicks around me chirping under the crow's sharp mouth and iron claws. The old hen was angry and hated, hating why he was so stupid, and why he was so angry that the crow was so black, and stole more than ten children of his own in one go.
The old hen holding a nest is very angry. If anyone wants to get close to the little chicken, it will coo and peck people. This time, facing the crow, it suffered a great loss. More than ten children are gone. I was so angry that I fainted on the ground.
This time it was so bad. A group of crows flew down to steal the chicks while the old hen fainted. When other crows saw the excitement here, they all flew over and took advantage of the situation. Soon dozens of chicks were taken away by the crows, leaving no one left.
When it was dark, the other two litters of old hens came back with their chicks. The thin hen who woke up gurgled in the wilderness behind the village for a long time, but no chick was found. Finally, someone rushed back with a flashlight.
The old hen was so angry that she returned to the courtyard where the chickens were raised in the team. It kept screaming, and finally it screamed so hard that it vomited blood.
Grandpa couldn't stand it anymore and said to the hen: Without a chick, wouldn't it be good for you to relax? I have to hold a nest of chicks every year, but I will be eaten by someone in the end...
The breeder said: Captain, I am an expert in raising chickens. I have to give some advice. How can we eat chicken if the old hen doesn’t hold the chicken? Isn’t it just a few chicks that are lost? Isn't it enough to let it warm up a nest of chicks? No, I suggest that you have two or three nests, as we need chicks too much.
Grandpa thinks this breeder has no conscience. For you, it is a nest of chicks, and for hens, it is a nest of children. Finally, the keeper kept talking in Balabara, and grandpa shouted: Shut up, it's an expert, I think you look like a brick.
Hemp rope was specially picked up and broken. That night the poor hen died of excessive sadness.
Crows are a feather and they are a feather. They fight to run goshawks
Grandpa felt very uncomfortable. He didn't eat breakfast that day, so he took a hoe to the ground to weed. The more I think about it, the more I feel uncomfortable: crows are so hateful, I have to get rid of them...
Grandpa borrowed a goshawk from a friend. People said that this goshawk was specially trained to drive crows and sparrows. Grandpa raised the goshawk back with confidence and bought half a pound of meat for it to eat, hoping that it could drive the crow away.
The group of crows came again, staring at the remaining two hens and chicken treasures. Whenever they saw a little chicken treasure running away, they flew down and hung up, they were so angry that the old hen stomped his feet, but they had no choice.
Grandpa just rushed back. Seeing that the crow was rampant, he took off his blindfold for the goshawk, waved his arm up, and the goshawk soared into the sky. The eagle didn't give it to you for nothing, and then pressed a crow up. But the crows in the world were as dark as they would protect each other and they all formed an alliance.
As long as a crow is caught by the goshawk, other crows are harassing the goshawk, making the goshawk very helpless. They cannot calm down and clean up the crows under their feet. Almost every time, they helplessly let the caught crow go.Everyone was very disappointed with this goshawk.
I have seen it once. The eagle caught a crow, and more than ten crows surrounded it. If you are not careful, you will be pecked at the tail and then peck at the wings.
In the end, the goshawk was helpless and could only grab the crow under his feet and drag it into the ditch. When it reached the center of the water, other crows were afraid of the water and dared not step forward. The goshawk drowned the crow in the water, and then it was considered to kill a crow.
Everyone thinks this eagle looks very vigorous and powerful, how can it be so difficult to deal with a crow! Grandpa was also disappointed, afraid that one day the eagle would be beaten to death by a crow, so he would be sorry to his friend. Finally, my grandfather sent the goshawk back to my friend and decided not to raise chickens in the future. He was disappointed and desperate.
Peregrine Falcon Flying crows, the crow dared not come.
When my grandfather's friend heard that it turned out that the bird he trained was not good enough and could not even help his old friend. He felt very embarrassed, so he raised a peregrine falcon from the backyard.
Although the peregrine falcon weighs only one pound, half smaller than a goshawk, this kind of Raptor has an advantage, that is, it flies very fast, and can reach more than 100 meters per second when diving, which is three times faster than a car on the highway. It is the fastest bird.
Because this peregrine falcon was raised by my grandfather's friend since he was a child, he did not need to tie a rope. After it was released, it knew that it would come back by itself. The bird only recognized him and had to take it personally. Finally, my grandfather’s friend came in person and said that he would help my grandfather’s team solve the problem of crows eating chickens.
is having dinner at home, and the group of crows are coming again. The child in the neighbor's house wanted to see the peregrine falcon catch crows. When he saw the crow coming, he quickly came to call his grandpa. Grandpa felt that he had been walking for a whole morning and was hungry, so he thought he should go there after dinner.
Grandpa’s friend put down the bowl and said, “Let’s go, you’ll eat it if you beat the crow and don’t delay.” After that, he carried the peregrine falcon and walked out, and Grandpa quickly followed. The peregrine falcon looked very ordinary, not much bigger than a pigeon, but his eyes were extremely sharp.
After walking a few steps, the friend held his arm and pointed to the dead trees behind the village and the crows falling on the ground and said, "Go." The peregrine falcon did not fly directly towards the crow, but flew hundreds of meters to one side and circled up there.
Two or three minutes passed, and my grandfather was a little suspicious, is this bird good enough, can it be stronger than the goshawk? I couldn't help asking my friend why it didn't catch crows, and why was it hovering over there?
Friend said, "This peregrine falcon is ten times stronger than a goshawk. Don't worry, you'll start to catch it." As soon as he finished speaking, the peregrine falcon that flew to a height of more than 100 meters suddenly changed its direction and fell straight towards the crows.
The master's friend's eyes became bright and he bent down to pick up a small stone and threw it at the dead tree there. Then he looked at the sky without looking back and shouted to the master: Look, old man, don't blink...
The group of crows were alarmed and flew up by the stones. At this time, the peregrine flew at half a speed faster than the arrow from the string, and passed by a crow like lightning. In the midst of lightning, the crow lost consciousness and fell straight down.
The peregrine falcon slightly spread its wings, and with the high speed, it instantly glided to a height for dozens of meters. Its speed did not slow down much, because it was too fast, and it was completed within a second. Then it walked a large spiral, turned around, and dived again.
Another crow was shot down in a flash. Then he kept rushing high and then dived. In less than a minute, dozens of crows were hit by its steel claws and fell down. Everyone ran over to see that the crow was either broken or his neck was broken. It was so awesome.
The remaining crows were confused and ran around. Seeing that the crows had fled, my grandfather's friend shouted to the peregrine falcon in the air: "Drop the hell..." He deliberately lengthened his voice so that the peregrine falcon could hear it.
Then the peregrine flew back and landed on his arm. The Peregrine's eyes were still so sharp, but he was so tired that he was breathing.Grandpa’s friend said, “Just just playing with the falcon’s movements is equivalent to walking dozens of miles into the city, so we have to let it rest for a few days.
Since then, these crows have stopped coming to pick up chickens.
Grandpa said:
Crows are so hateful, they are so black that they are not afraid of them. Occasionally they are caught one or two, and other crows have no fear. They should eat chickens. But from that heroic peregrine falcon, they defeated the arrogant crows, and they fought more than ten of them to die at once. The crows were crying and howling, and they never dared to come again. To deal with a hateful bird like crows, they can only pay enough price to correct them and not make mistakes again.
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