My 1995 Small Farm.

Chapter 194 Wolf's Drops of Milk

"So, what do you mean, teacher?"

"As I just said, golden monkeys are primates, and primates are inherently quite intelligent..."

"Especially when it comes to their treatment of cubs, it's not surprising that they do things that are beyond the comprehension of ordinary people."

Han Ninggui turned his gaze to the mother and baby golden monkey and sighed softly, "It must know that, in its current condition, the baby monkey won't survive the winter."

"It probably wants us to help it."

"Help it?"

Wang Qingzhong could hardly believe his ears: "Is this golden monkey really that clever?"

"Have."

Han Ninggui nodded affirmatively: "We've seen this many times before. After many baby monkeys die, the mother monkeys refuse to abandon them. They will be sad for a long time, holding the baby monkeys in their arms until they smell and rot."

"Whether it's a golden monkey or any other monkey, it's the same..."

"Motherhood is great. Sometimes, for the sake of their children, they will do some unexpected things that are hard to believe."

This was the first time Wang Qingzhong had ever heard of such a thing.

In his mind, monkeys have always been a nuisance.

Having grown up in the mountains and seen many monkeys, he knew very well that a monkey's face could change faster than a dog's.

I never expected there to be this side to it.

Wang Qingzhong couldn't understand it.

But Chen Ling knew that Professor Han was right.

The golden monkeys had eaten the fruit he gave them and knew its benefits.

The fact that the little monkey survived speaks for itself; it must have been eaten.

Now the mother monkey's unusual behavior is easy to understand.

I just wanted him to help treat the little monkey's injury.

It didn't want to watch its child die.

So when Chen Ling saw the mother monkey constantly pushing the baby monkey towards him, pleading for his help with pitiful eyes, he was moved.

He was also helpless.

With so many people around, how can he save them?
The baby golden monkey was still very weak. It was too badly injured to walk on its own, so its mother placed it in front of Chen Ling. It could only sit slumped on the ground, looking at its mother and crying out in distress.

"Fugui, don't worry about anything else, just protect this little guy first, don't let him freeze to death."

Han Ninggui handed over a warm and thick Leifeng hat.

"That's true."

Chen Ling quickly picked up the little golden monkey and put it inside the leather hat.

The little guy was listless and didn't even have the strength to struggle. When Chen Ling held it in his hand, it just barked hoarsely.

After being put into the hat, it instinctively wanted to get out.

But it simply can't be done.

In the end, he just rested his little head on the brim of the hat, watching his mother monkey keep calling out, his eyes seemingly becoming teary.

She looked so pitiful, almost crying.

Han Ninggui initially couldn't bear to look at it.

He has a soft heart and loves all kinds of animals, otherwise he wouldn't be doing this job.

He couldn't stand seeing this kind of scene.

But the mother monkey watched from afar, unmoved.

In the end, the little monkey got tired of shouting and fell asleep.

"Sigh, I thought that finding the golden monkey so quickly would allow me to focus all my efforts on tracking the clouded leopard, but it seems that's not going to happen now..."

Han Ninggui shook his head and said to his companion, "Let's set up camp around here. This should be where the monkeys drink water, a place they frequent. Let's heal the little monkey's wounds here first, and then we can talk about other things."

No one had any objection.

They found a suitable spot nearby and started setting up their tent.

The monkey troop showed no sign of leaving.

After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, they leaned against the tree trunk and fell asleep comfortably in the warm afternoon sun.

Under the tree, lively little monkeys hopped and jumped around, playing around Heiwa.

Played around for a while.

Heiwa shook his fur, then squatted down, moving his front legs forward while keeping his hind legs still, using them to rub the itch on his bottom.

The little monkeys followed suit and rubbed their bottoms on the ground.

Some even stretched out their furry little hands to pull on Heiwa's big, thick tail.

Blackie got uncomfortable from being pulled, so he opened his mouth and tried to bite them.

The little monkeys scattered immediately, but when Heiwa wasn't paying attention, they ran over and started playing with him again.

Heiwa wasn't angry; he rolled around on the ground with them.

It must be said that Heiwa has a very good temper.

It has loved to play since it was a baby, and it can play with anyone that is not hostile to its own family.

And dealing with these little golden monkeys is a piece of cake.

Soon, Professor Han and the others were also drawn to this scene, watching with smiles, and their mood improved considerably.

But the lynx looked like it had seen a ghost.

He never imagined that the dog king, whom he thought was tall, mighty, and fierce like a tiger, would be like this in private.

His pained expression made Chen Ling laugh: "Didn't I tell you? You'll know once you get to know Heiwa. It is indeed a good hunting dog, that's true, but it's also true that it's mischievous and troublesome. It's always causing a ruckus in private, it's never well-behaved."

Little Gold also loves to play, but it's not as carefree as Blackie.

Just like the little weasels at home, if they're too naughty, Xiao Jin will get angry, chase them around and bite them, making them afraid to enter the yard for days.

"..."

Upon hearing Chen Ling's words, Lynx fell silent.

He simply couldn't understand how someone with such a personality could become a good hunting dog.

Based on his many years of experience judging dogs, he had only misjudged one dog before, which was his own white pine.

Besides that, there are Chen Ling's two dogs.

"Does that mean good dogs are more likely to come from unorthodox methods?"

A deep sense of doubt arose in the lynx's heart, and he decided to go back and give it a try this time.

Chen Ling had no idea what the lynx was thinking.

He was called aside by Wang Qingzhong to prepare the ointment.

It was made for the injured little monkey.

"This is our own wound medicine. It's a recipe that my grandfather brought back from the battlefield. It's very effective. Gunshot wounds can heal in half a month, and flesh wounds can be almost completely healed in three to five days."

Wang Qingzhong explained with a smile, quite proudly, "Your sister-in-law and I have been doing odd jobs for many years, and we always bring this wound medicine with us when we go out, just for peace of mind."

The people here are generally introverted.

When talking about one's own work, one rarely uses "very good" to describe it; it's mostly used when praising others.

However, if someone dares to boast like that, it proves that their product is really good.

This is what he accidentally let slip when Han Ninggui asked him earlier, which is why he reluctantly took it out.

He himself would absolutely not use such a good thing on monkeys, even golden monkeys.

“I know that Susu will also take this medicine.”

Chen Ling smiled; Wang Susu had prepared this medicine for him the last time he went into the mountains.

There are still a few bottles left in Dongtian.

Moreover, all of them are made from medicinal herbs grown in the cave, dried and then prepared.

Wang Qingzhong took out the wound medicine, which served as a reminder to him.

I'll take it out tonight and apply it to the little monkey, and feed it some spiritual water as needed.

If possible, treat it as soon as possible so the baby monkey can return to its troop and save the monkeys some trouble.

The wound medicine is ready.

Professor Han and his team also set up their tents.

Beside the tent, the little monkey was still sleeping inside its hat.

It had wounds on its neck and the back of its head.

It has already been cleaned and disinfected, so you can apply the medicine directly.

Chen Ling carried the little monkey, hat and all, into the sun and, while it was fast asleep, applied ointment to it.

The mother monkey stayed nearby, watching over the baby monkey.

Upon seeing this, they immediately came over to take a look.

The little monkeys who were playing with Heiwa also hopped and skipped over.

Most of them were a little larger than the injured baby monkey.

With tiny faces, round black eyes, and golden fur, they squatted beside them, watching them with great curiosity, just like little children.

They also look much better than adult golden monkeys.

Even Chen Ling couldn't resist reaching out to touch them.

After applying the ointment to the monkeys, I tentatively touched their little heads. They were all soft and fluffy, and felt really nice to the touch.

"You are all so beautiful, how can you be so pretty..."

When Chen Ling touched them, they didn't flinch; some even grabbed his hand and gently scratched his fingernails.

Chen Ling couldn't help but smile. "Come here, let's hold hands."

He grabbed the hands of the two little monkeys and gently tickled their palms.

They seemed to enjoy playing like this, and in turn, they scratched Chen Ling's palms.

The other little monkeys followed suit, reaching over to tickle his palm.

Some people, unable to get close enough, would rummage through his hair, as if they were going to help him pick out his lice.

In an instant, his body was covered with little monkeys.

"Goodness, Fugui, you're really something. You've won over these little guys in no time."

Han Ninggui was both surprised and amazed.

"Haha, these little guys are so adorable."

Chen Ling smiled and then called out to the two middle-aged men, "Big brother, big brother, come over and take a picture of us!"

The two people found it amusing and happily came over to take pictures of them.

But after taking the picture, when I tried to reach out and touch the little monkey like Chen Ling did, it was easily dodged.

The little ones didn't react much; they just wouldn't let them touch them.

"Hey, that's really amazing. How did you manage to get these golden monkeys so close to you?"

In fact, not only them, but even Wang Qingzhong was curious.

"I do not know either."

Chen Ling shook his head, "I've only seen them twice in total."

"That might be something you did unintentionally last time that made them like you."

"However, as I said before, there's no need to delve into this kind of thing. We also find it difficult to understand some of the behavioral norms of primates."

"There are many strange things in the mountains. We don't have the time or energy to get to the bottom of everything. All we can do is record them, summarize them, and we'll surely find out the truth one day..."

As Han Ninggui spoke, he looked at Heiwa and Xiaojin: "Fugui, when you encountered the monkey troop chasing the clouded leopard, did your two dogs go to help chase it?" "No, why?"

"We took the clouded leopard's carcass back yesterday and examined it carefully. We found that the wounds on its body were not caused by the golden monkey, but by something else."

"Since your dog didn't chase it, it was probably driven into the territory of other wild animals by the monkey troop..."

Han Ninggui explained, "After hearing what your father-in-law said yesterday, I was quite puzzled. Clouded leopards are quite fast in the mountains and forests. If it wanted to escape, the monkey troop couldn't possibly catch it."

After hearing this, Chen Ling didn't know what to say.

Clouded leopards live in trees; even monkeys can't catch them. How could my dog ​​possibly catch one?
He didn't understand what Han Ninggui meant. Just as he was about to ask, the little monkeys surrounding him suddenly cried out and then ran away with their mother monkey in a flash, climbing up the tree in the blink of an eye.

Heiwa and the others also shouted towards the ridge.

Everyone stood up and looked over.

Then a person carrying a bamboo basket and a hoe came over with two dogs, one big and one small.

When they came down the ridge and saw so many of them, they were startled and quickly gripped their hoes tightly.

However, his expression quickly relaxed after seeing Chen Ling and Wang Qingzhong.

This man was the skinny little guy I met at the market who was picking out snakes and dogs.

They were from Liangkou Village and knew Wang Qingzhong.

"Out collecting herbs?"

Wang Qingzhong greeted him with a smile.

"Yes, I came out for a stroll."

The man nodded to the two and said, "Let's train the dog and exercise the traps while we're at it."

"Sneaking traps" means checking the animal traps set on the mountain to see if there are any catches.

Upon hearing this, the lynx walked over and crouched down a few steps away to look at his two dogs.

The man's big dog was also a mongrel, but its color was bluish-gray, somewhat like a blue dog. However, its ears were not the erect ears of a blue dog, but rather slightly drooping forward, and its fur was sparse, coarse, and messy.

The puppy was the two-month-old white mongrel I picked out at the market yesterday. It was chubby, with a broad forehead and a thick muzzle, and was squatting on the ground, panting with its tongue hanging out.

"These two local hunters are pretty good; both the big dog and the little dog have a decent swagger."

The lynx gave a thumbs-up.

The man initially saw that Shanmao and the others were strangers, and even though he knew Wang Qingzhong, he was still on guard.

However, after hearing what the lynx said, I immediately felt relieved and felt much closer to it.

Fishermen of later generations and dog owners of this era are the two types of people who are most likely to have a conversation when they meet.

Sometimes, just a few words can build rapport.

"You know about dogs?"

"I wouldn't say I understand it, I've been playing with this since I was a kid."

The lynx smiled slightly, called his two dogs over, and then pointed them out to the man, saying, "Look at my two dogs, what do you think?"

The man bent down, supporting himself on his knees, and looked him over a few times.

"The red dog is impressive, and the sassy dog ​​has fierce eyes, but this white dog doesn't look like a hunting dog at all."

He shook his head as he spoke: "Your dog isn't even from around here, so I can't really tell. It's hard to say."

"I train snake dogs. Training them mainly involves finding snakes, which is simpler than training hunting dogs."

He explained.

Lynx nodded in realization and laughed, "Then we do play different games. But I didn't realize my white dog could be a hunting dog either."

"Lingzi, what's the difference between this snake dog and a hunting dog?"

As Wang Qingzhong listened to the two talking, he became more and more confused.

"Of course, there are many differences. Snake dogs are mainly used to catch snakes, while hunting dogs catch everything, so snake dogs are easy to train."

Chen Ling didn't know anything about snake dogs, but he knew about rat dogs, which were dogs specifically used to catch bamboo rats and mountain rats. Many people in Changle Township played with them, and you could tell from the name that they were similar to snake dogs.

"Second brother, look..."

Chen Ling pointed to his own black dog's nose: "When looking at a snake dog, look at its nose first. If it's a 'snake dog,' it'll get excited when it encounters a snake, and that's usually pretty accurate."

“Hunting dogs are different. They not only need to be good at sneaking around, but also have to be brave. They are much more complicated than snake dogs.”

"Sao Lu" simply means a dog's sense of smell.

There are good and bad types of street slang.

If you can catch the scent quickly and smell it from a distance, that's naturally a good thing.

A dog connoisseur can tell a dog's slutty nature just by looking at its nose.

Aside from the quality of the "sexy" style, it's about the difference between using a cool, understated style and a more sophisticated, passionate style.

In Nassau, one needs both snakehounds and hunting dogs.

But when choosing hunting dogs.

It's not just about how outrageous they are, but also how bold they are.

Some hunting dogs have exceptionally good scavenging ability, one in a hundred, or even one in a thousand.

But once they entered the mountains and saw larger prey, they became scared and turned away. No matter how good their nose was, it was all for nothing.

“Fu Gui is right. Simply put, that’s the principle.”

The lynx chimed in agreement.

Then the group started chatting.

We mainly talked about dogs.

They got more and more excited as they talked, so they decided to go walk the dog and train it together.

Anyway, there's nothing else to do here except guard the golden monkey troop.

"Old Wu, your tongs are no good, they're too small. They've eaten all the meat I put in, I haven't caught anything."

After navigating around the mountain stream and arriving at a certain place, Wang Qingzhong called out.

The skinny man from Liangkou Village was called Lao Wu. He set several traps near the mountain stream, but all the meat used as bait disappeared, and the traps yielded nothing.

Wang Qingzhong didn't know much about hunting, but as a boy who grew up in the mountains, he was naturally very familiar with setting traps and snares.

It's obvious at a glance that this clip is too small.

"This is an old trap from many years ago. I was just trying my luck, hoping to catch a couple of foxes."

Old Wu smiled. Winter is a good season for catching foxes; a single fox pelt can fetch a good price.

Unfortunately, after visiting several places, I didn't find anything.

The four continued walking forward.

Suddenly, the dogs started barking loudly, tilting their heads back and glaring angrily at the surrounding trees.

They were just about to look up.

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of rain pattering on the leaves.

Streams of water flowed down from the sky.

It turned out to be a group of wild monkeys urinating on them from the tree.

Luckily, I dodged quickly after hearing the dog bark, otherwise they would have been soaked.

"Damn it, those damn monkeys."

Wang Qingzhong gritted his teeth in anger, picked up his bow and arrow, and shot at the tree.

The monkeys immediately bared their teeth, hissed as they stepped on the branches, and threw the fruit pits down.

"Get lost, you stinky monkey!"

Chen Ling and the other two also picked up stones and threw them at the tree.

It turned out that they had trespassed into the territory of these wild monkeys.

In winter, when food is scarce, they keep a close watch on things.

"You don't know until you compare them; the golden monkey is definitely better."

Lynx, having just taken several hits, was now also getting angry. "These wild monkeys are like thugs, they're so damn hateful. It's a pity I didn't bring a gun, otherwise I would have taught them a lesson."

Professor Han's team members also frequently carry guns for self-defense.

However, the automatic control is now stricter, so this time I only brought two semi-automatic ones.

"It's no use. Wild monkeys only remember what they've eaten and never learn, and they hold grudges. If they get on your nerves, they'll drive you crazy."

Wang Qingzhong runs a small business in the mountains of the three neighboring provinces, and obviously he often encounters monkeys, but he doesn't have any good solutions.

As they were talking, the dog started barking again.

They thought the wild monkeys were holding a grudge and had followed them.

I looked around at the trees, but there were no monkeys.

"It's not in the tree, it's up ahead."

Chen Ling noticed something was wrong with his two dogs; even Heiwa was becoming agitated.

"Xiao Jin, lead the way."

Chen Ling waved his hand, and Xiao Jin couldn't wait to run out.

It quickly descended the mountain forest and stopped at the mouth of a valley not far ahead, barking in one direction.

The other dogs also ran over quickly.

"That's it."

“I also put clips there.”

Old Wu paused for a moment, then said.

"Looks like we've definitely made something. Let's go see what we caught."

The lynx laughed: "If we have a good harvest, Fugui, we'll go for a couple of mountain runs later."

The group walked over, chatting and laughing.

When they reached the vicinity of the valley entrance, they noticed something unusual about the dogs.

Heiwa and Xiaojin were incredibly excited.

The lynx's two dogs were eager to try, their tails standing upright.

Old Wu's two dogs, the larger one looked as if it were facing a formidable enemy, while the smaller one seemed rather cowardly, tucking its tail between its legs and whimpering as it backed away.

So he quickly went over to take a look.

This sight gave them a huge fright.

It turned out that a wolf had been caught in the trap.

Baring its snow-white teeth, with a ferocious expression, it let out low growls as it confronted the pack of dogs.

As soon as the group appeared, it tried to pounce forward.

That was quite a shock.

"Oh, it was a wolf. I wish it were a fox."

Old Wu patted his chest, looking disappointed.

"Something's not right. This wolf is suspicious."

The lynx had gone into the mountains to hunt wolves a few times and quickly noticed something was wrong.

The group glanced at it and saw that the wolf's hind leg was caught in its grip, and blood was still flowing.

At this point, the clamp was covered in blood.

Besides blood, there was some unidentified liquid mixed with the blood, forming a small puddle.

The lynx lay on the ground, looked under the wolf's belly, and exclaimed in surprise, "It's milk! This is a mother wolf, and she's dripping milk!"

Happy Children's Day! May you all have a childlike heart and stay forever young.
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