My 1995 Small Farm.

Chapter 355 Circles That Can't Stand Each Other

Seeing Chen Ling's confidence, Lynx, who had witnessed Chen Ling's methods when buying red eels two years ago, naturally had no doubts. Back then, Chen Ling added a ladle of water with some aquatic plants, and the two fish were safely brought back to the provincial university.

Afterwards, Professor Han wanted to find someone to study the aquatic plants to see if there was anything different about them, but he found that the aquatic plants had already been eaten by two eels when he arrived at the location. He couldn't figure out what happened, which was really puzzling.

Knowing Chen Ling's strange abilities in this area, but as a good friend, Lynx still reminded Chen Ling, "Fugui, what we need to transport is a truckload of fish, not just a few or a few buckets. We should get a seafood truck, it will be more convenient. If not, I can introduce you to an acquaintance and get you a discount on one."

Chen Ling thought about it and agreed. A truckload of fish was plenty. He smiled at Little Sheep and said, "We need to buy a seafood truck, but we need you to take it on a trip first so you can see if the business is viable. That way, you'll have a better understanding of the situation. If you think it's feasible, I have no problem with that. We can switch to the seafood truck on the second trip. Is that alright?"

"Okay, Uncle Fugui, I'll listen to you." The little lamb nodded quickly.

Seeing this, Chen Ling patted him on the shoulder: "Haha, you little rascal, you agreed so quickly, aren't you afraid I'll trick you?"

"Hehe, don't worry, we're practically family now, Uncle Fugui."

Fang Boming scratched his head and laughed.

Although he was a bit soft-hearted, he wasn't stupid. He had figured out what kind of person Chen Ling was, so he wasn't worried that Chen Ling would trick him and trusted him a lot from the beginning.

Upon hearing this, Chen Ling curled his lips, too lazy to say anything more to this kid, and said, "It's rare to meet outside, let's not stand on the bridge, let's go and have a meal in the north."

"No, no, I have to get back before noon tomorrow, so I have to head back now."

The little lamb waved its hand, saying that they had to outwit and outmaneuver highway robbers to do this, dealing with time constraints and taking detours.

Since that's the case, Chen Ling didn't try to stop him any longer. He walked to the car with Lynx and watched him leave.

Then the lynx and the dog went home separately.

After having dinner and feeding the dog in the evening, Chen Ling called Liang Hongyu's family to say hello.

The elderly couple returned to Beijing before the Lunar New Year but haven't come back yet.

I wrote to ask about the family situation a while ago, and Chen Ling replied that Wang Susu was pregnant with her second child. I don't know if the letter has arrived yet.

Now that we're in the city, making phone calls is convenient, but it still feels more personal to talk directly.

In addition, he had originally planned to visit Liang Yuemin's family tomorrow.

The old lady didn't come back, but Liang Yuemin and his family of three had already returned to the city. During the first month of the lunar calendar, Liu Yinhuan went back to her parents' home, and they even went to pay their respects.

As a result, this phone call lasted for almost two hours.

The elderly couple and Qin Yueru only spent half the time chatting with him; the rest of the time, Xiao Lizi sang songs and recited poems on the phone.

The little girl always insisted that Chen Ling come and listen to her sing and recite the new nursery rhymes and poems she had learned.

Qin Yueru kept interrupting, and she would giggle, then recite it wrong and start over.

They would make a fuss for an hour at a time.

It's only because Chen Ling likes children that he's really annoyed by them.

……

Chen Ling is a person who can endure loneliness. For example, he can stay in a remote mountain valley and enjoy his life with his wife and children.

But sometimes he can't stand being alone. For example, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening. After the lynx had finished dinner, he called him again to ask him to go out and walk his dog, Xiaohun. He couldn't sit still and went out with the dog without saying a word.

When they arrived at the dog farm, they discovered that Lynx had released all of his dogs.

Good heavens, a huge pack of dogs, dozens of them, running around on the road, a whole bunch of them.

Upon seeing Heiwa and Xiaojin, the group of dogs immediately gathered together, barking fiercely with sharp eyes. Their barks blended into one, attracting the attention of many onlookers.

Four dogs in the pack wagged their tails and came over to Heiwa and his two companions when they saw them.

The two greyhounds were taken out for a walk today; one was a Mongolian greyhound, and the other a Guanzhong greyhound, both hunting dogs.

The other two dogs were old acquaintances, Xiangxi Red Wolf and Wuhongbai Tusong from last year.

Seeing Chen Ling's surprise, Lynx mounted the motorcycle and explained, "Let's go out for a little hunt today, so they can learn some skills from Heiwa and Xiaojin."

Upon hearing this, Chen Ling immediately understood what it meant; they wanted him to help drag the dog.

The term "dragging a dog" means that a good dog leads a bad dog, just like a top student leading a mediocre student.

After all, it's much easier for a dog to teach another dog than for a human to teach a dog.

The lynx keeps all these dogs as hunting dogs, and they are all good breeds from various regions.

Unfortunately, in the last two years he has been traveling around and neglecting to discipline the dogs. His parents have been keeping the dogs, only coming over to feed them and keeping them in cages most of the time.

Even if you raise a good dog like this, you'll still ruin it.

So today I'll take him out for another run, and during the hunt, let my dog ​​learn some skills from Heiwa and Xiaojin.

In other words, Chen Ling's two dogs became instructors.

However, dogs are all competitive.

These dogs are especially good hunting dogs, fierce in nature, and will not easily lower their proud heads.

Even though they felt threatened by Heiwa and Sangou, they didn't immediately submit.

"Looks like we'll have to fight after all," Chen Ling said, seeing the lynx's pack of dogs barking fiercely.

The lynx was prepared for this, saying, "Fighting is inevitable, as long as they don't kill each other."

Chen Ling nodded and ordered the three dogs, "Then let's go, and finish this quickly."

It's time to let Erhei participate in a real battle.

Upon receiving the order, Heiwa Xiaojin, who had been silent all along, suddenly pounced into the pack of dogs like an arrow released from a bow.

Heiwa, this big guy, perhaps because he had fought wild boars so many times, charged into the pack of dogs and ran amok. Many dogs didn't even have time to react before they were knocked down and rolled away, howling in pain.

As for Xiao Jin, it was like a master of light-footed kung fu performing the skill of skimming across water. With a light leap, it stepped on the backs of many dogs and flew over them. The lynx's dogs couldn't bite it at all. Instead, within two minutes, they were all bitten by Xiao Jin and were injured, crying out in pain. They were so anxious that they couldn't even touch a hair of Xiao Jin.

The battle was almost a one-sided victory.

As for Erhei, the battle was already over before he even charged in.

The dogs and Heiwa are not even on the same level.

After the battle, the two dogs barked, and the pack of dogs immediately became obedient.

Lynx went over to check on them and found that most of his dogs were unharmed: "These two dogs are getting more and more impressive. They know they're on their own, and they're so careful even when they're fighting."

Indeed, Heiwa simply charged around recklessly, leaving his dogs helpless.

With incredible speed, Xiao Jin bit the tails and hindquarters of the dogs before they could react.

The injuries were minor, and the two dogs' fierce demeanor made all the other dogs submit.

The four dogs that had won over him from the start were unharmed and wagged their tails back and forth in front of Heiwa, trying to please him.

Because they are all female dogs.

With the dog fight over, Chen Ling and his companion confidently mounted their motorcycles and roared off towards the hillside ahead.

There is a forest farm near the lynx's dog farm. It is a roadside protective forest with orchards interspersed among it. There are several small paths for access, and motorcycles can drive in without any problem. It is not comparable to the forest farms in the county town.

Lynx often walks his dogs here, but he's been busy with his wedding for the past six months and has never let all his dogs out like this time. He only brings two or three, or at most ten or so, to walk them around twice in the morning or evening.

When I get busy, I simply don't have time for it.

The roar of the engine, accompanied by two beams of light, drove into the forest. Behind Heiwa and Sangou, a pack of dogs galloped, launching a massive sweep like Japanese soldiers entering a village.

The lynx gazed at the army of hunting dogs, feeling a sense of satisfaction.

Then he said, “Fugui, you should get a mountain bike like me. Otherwise, you can only travel on dry, hard roads. Especially since you go to the fields, if you don’t get a mountain bike, once the ground becomes wet and soft, a regular motorcycle simply won’t be able to go.”

That is indeed the case.

Chen Ling's motorcycle hunting trips over the past two months have all been done when the land was dry. Combined with the early spring drought this year, things went relatively smoothly.

After it rained, I couldn't ride my motorcycle anymore.

Because the ground is too wet, when a motorcycle drives into a field, the tires kick up large chunks of mud that get stuck between the tires and the mudguards, making the motorcycle heavy and unable to move forward.

Mountain bikes are fine; they not only have wide tires and good shock absorption, but also extremely high mudguards that are suspended high above the motorcycle tires, unaffected by wet, soft ground.

Even when it drizzles or the weather is damp, you can still go hunting.

Chen Ling smiled slightly: "I know that, but I forgot to tell you that I've bought a horse at home now, so I don't need to buy a mountain bike anymore."

The lynx was taken aback by this and became even more envious: "Wow, you're so free in the countryside, with all that freedom and you can do whatever you want."

You can also raise horses, but if you raise horses in the city, they can't run around.

The two rode their motorcycle slowly along the forest trails, talking as they used the motorcycle's headlights to search for prey and to coordinate with their dogs.

Under the leadership of Heiwa and the other two dogs, Shanmao and the others performed quite well.

If Chen Ling could stay in the city for a week, maybe Heiwa and the other dog could really train a good lead dog for the lynx.

Unfortunately, he couldn't stay that long.

As the two were talking, they had just picked up a few prey and hung them on the motorcycle when they suddenly saw several bright lights shining from a distant forest. The blazing white light swept back and forth across the trees, giving them a somewhat eerie feeling. At that moment, the pack of dogs began barking in that direction and ran towards it.

"What's going on? Is there a large truck that's broken down there?" Chen Ling asked curiously.

On highways in places like this, right next to county towns on the outskirts of the city, there are plenty of highway robbers and bandits.

Lynx shook his head: "It shouldn't be what you think. In our county, there are quite a few people who let their dogs catch rabbits in the spring and winter."

He then looked at Chen Ling and said, "Let's go, we'll see what's going on. We have plenty of dogs with us, so we're not afraid of anything."

"Let's go over and have a look."

The two men twisted the accelerator and charged forward with the pack of dogs.

Upon closer inspection, all that could be seen at the edge of the forest farm ahead was a vast, open field of undulating wheat fields.

In the wheat field, many motorcycles and cars of various sizes were parked, and a group of people were chatting noisily in small groups.

Two tall bamboo poles stand at the edge of the forest, each with a large searchlight hanging from it, illuminating the fields brightly from both directions.

In the bright light, Chen Ling and his companion were shocked to see that each of these people was accompanied by a pack of dogs, which were barking loudly at Heiwa and the others.

Upon seeing this, Lynx laughed: "You just mentioned dog fighting yesterday, and here we are? This is a dog fight, but dog fights at night are usually not about fighting; they are mostly about letting the dogs race for money."

Chen Ling glanced at the venue, a question forming in his mind: "Why are people gambling on dogs at night?"

"Hey, why else? Everyone's busy during the day, so they only have free time at night. It's the same as gambling. There are more people you can call up at night, and you can build up a bigger pool, so you can win more money more easily."

Lynx pointed to the moon in the sky and said, "Of course, it's more atmospheric at night, and it's fun to let the dogs out."

Chen Ling thought about it and realized it was true: "That makes sense."

They approached with their pack of dogs. Because of their superior numbers, the dogs on the other side barked more and more urgently, seemingly forced to retreat.

As a result, some people started grumbling and cursing, feeling that they had come to cause trouble.

Some people exclaimed, "Holy crap, who called these two guys? Bringing so many dogs all at once, they've got guts!"

"Isn't that Zhong Lin? The one who runs a dog farm in the suburbs and raises hunting dogs?"

Lynx raises hunting dogs. Although he is not in the same circle as dog fighting, he has many good dogs. Lynx's friends can also get good dogs, so many people in the dog fighting circle know him.

However, the lynx has always been reluctant to sell its dogs, and even though they have dealings, they are not very close.

"So they're hunting at night? Do young people these days really go this far, bringing so many dogs hunting?"

People in the dogfighting circle are mostly in their thirties and forties, and they generally look down on young people who play with hunting dogs.

After all, hunting can't make you rich, and it's nothing compared to the thrill of gambling.

Those who keep hunting dogs are reluctant to send their dogs to the fighting arena, believing that dog fighters are obsessed gamblers and not on the right path.

In short, the two groups often harbored a subtle mutual contempt.

"But the dogs these two brought are pretty good. Look at that greyhound, that wolfhound, and that other dog I don't know what it is. They're so big. If they didn't have manes, their big heads would look like Tibetan mastiffs. If they were taken to the fighting arena, they would definitely dominate."

"Yes, this is Kango, right?"

"It's not a Kangaroo. Kangaroos don't have upright ears. Damn it, this dog looks even stronger than a Kangaroo."

A group of people noticed the three dogs led by Heiwa, but Xiaojin and Erhei were too inconspicuous in size. These dog-fighting addicts couldn't see the trick and only stared at the tall and mighty Heiwa.

At this moment, Chen Ling and his companion stopped their motorcycle by the roadside, and someone came up to ask Shanmao, "Brother Lin, where did you get this dog? It's so fierce!"

"It's not my dog, it's my brother's hunting dog, Tiger Head Yellow."

"Tiger Head Yellow? This is a Tiger Head Yellow? Who are you trying to fool? A Tiger Head Yellow can grow this big?"

A group of people pointed and whispered at Heiwa, while the pack of dogs behind Heiwa and Sangou were itching to attack the dogs opposite them. If Heiwa and Sangou hadn't been still, they probably would have already rushed over.

Just then, two more cars drove up, and one of the drivers, as soon as he got out, exclaimed excitedly, "Wow, they've brought so many dogs tonight! They're going to have a blast!"

The other person, who didn't bring a dog, followed closely beside the first person and said excitedly, "I won five games in a row in the first half of the month. Now that it's almost March, if I win one more game, it will be a great start to the year. I have to make it a good beginning!"

"Forget it, no gambler ever wins in a row. You've won five in a row, it's too risky for me to follow your betting. Today I'll use my own dog to win."

The two, one tall and one short, came side by side.

When we got closer, we realized there were two groups of people, and all those dogs were hunting dogs, not fighting dogs.

The short man took a closer look at the dog, then at the two men beside the motorcycle, and was immediately stunned. He stared wide-eyed and exclaimed, "Hey, Brother Fugui, what a coincidence to meet you here! When did you come to the city?"

Chen Ling glanced at him and saw it was Yu Bangjin: "Oh? Old Yu, are you here for dog fighting again?"

"No, no, no, I'm still here to gamble. I won five games in a row in the first half of the month, and I want to win one more to make it a perfect month, hehe."

Yu Bangjin was afraid that Chen Ling would misunderstand, so he quickly explained.

Then he introduced Chen Ling to his companions and people in the dogfighting circle.

Chen Ling didn't want to get involved with these people, and Lynx also didn't want to stay any longer. If they hadn't brought so many dogs today, they could have easily watched a dog fighting competition as spectators. But with so many dogs and these people from the dog fighting circle pointing and commenting on the dogs, they immediately lost interest.

They immediately prepared to leave.

At this moment, a tall, middle-aged man with a protruding belly said, "Hey, don't go! Old Yu, you've been praising your dog to the skies. Since it's so amazing, why don't you bring it over and let us have a go?"

Chen Ling knew that this middle-aged man was looking for trouble. He was the one who had been cursing and swearing earlier, and he felt that the man and Lynx had more dogs and that their imposing manner was intimidating their dogs and affecting their performance.

Before Chen Ling could say anything, Yu Bangjin noticed his bad expression and hurriedly said, "Old Du, it's true that Brother Fugui's dog is powerful, but he keeps dogs for hunting, not for dogfighting."

Old Du chuckled lightly: "Look at what you're saying. You said your dog can fight wolves and wild boars. If it's that good, why is it afraid of dogfighting with us? Don't tell me it's just bragging, Old Yu. You actually believe that?"

As soon as he said this, Lynx was displeased. He had brought Chen Ling with him, and he couldn't let Chen Ling be harassed under his nose. So he said in an unfriendly tone, "What does it have to do with you whether you believe it or not? I told you we're not in the same circle. Are you deaf? If you want to fight dogs, go fight dogs yourself. Nobody's stopping you."

"Hey."

"I rely on."

"Kid, you're pretty arrogant. You get all worked up at the mention of dog fighting. Is the dog your real father?"

Old Du scratched his cheek and walked over. As soon as he came over, several well-off middle-aged men behind him also stepped forward.

"What? You think you can fight just because you outnumber me?" Chen Ling raised an eyebrow when he saw the situation and got off the motorcycle.

The pack of dogs behind Heiwa also moved in unison.

(End of this chapter)