Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 182 - . Wild Boar and Wild Chicken_1
Chapter 182: 182. Wild Boar and Wild Chicken_1
Chapter 182: 182. Wild Boar and Wild Chicken_1
Song Tan hadn’t really noticed the message just then.
She was carrying a basket, weeding and pest control in the vegetable garden, meanwhile gathering feed for the chickens and ducks.
It’s true what they say about the tenacity of weeds, barely a while after the seedlings were transplanted, and they began poking through the soil, growing almost as tall.
From a distance, it looked quite poetic – the green of the grass looks lush from afar but reveals nothing up close!
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But within the vegetable patch, it was a different story.
With no one available to lend a hand, Song Tan was brazenly yanking out clumps of weeds along the rows of the field – fortunately, it had only been a few days, firstly, the weed sprouts hadn’t rooted deeply, and secondly, they weren’t too dense, so she was making quick progress.
The seedlings in the two lower rice paddies were growing lushly, and you could see clearly to the bottom of the clear water, with green grass and tiny fish visible underneath.
Those fish were really too small, not even as big as the wheat-head fish from before. Song Tan looked at the still short stalks and regretted, “It would be nice if we could let the ducks in now.”
But ducks will eat anything, and with the seedlings still small, she dared not to let them in just yet.
She gazed longingly at the paddy field for a moment, wishing she could fast-forward time and see rice spikes grow, such was her craving for rice.
Old man Li was also casually pulling weeds at the edge of the vegetable plot while watching the comings and goings of Dabao and Erbao bouncing around the plots, his face involuntarily conveying thick mirth:
“Tantan, tonight we have to give some extra meat and bones to Dabao and Erbao; they’ve been working hard all day.”
When the seeds hadn’t sprouted, magpies would come digging, and they had to rush to chase the birds away.
Now that they had sprouted, they formed a lush green mass, but on the other side of the field was the mountain, with pheasants and rabbits flitting and running about…
Dabao and Erbao had been fulfilling their duty to guard, preventing them from causing any destruction.
If those creatures had wandered into the fields before, whether catching rabbits or hunting pheasants, it meant a piece of meat.
But nowadays…
Sigh!
And there was Old man Li, sighing:
“A wild pheasant flew in yesterday, its tail alone almost one meter long! Colorful and beautiful, beyond describing.”
But the old man also felt wronged: “I didn’t dare catch it, and it was Dabao and Erbao who chased it away. It nearly destroyed all the seedlings in its fluster.”
This incident was known all over the village – the pheasant was too good-looking, its arrival caused quite a commotion, and some people even took videos of it.
The video was shared in the village group chat, prompting their young party secretary to tag everyone with a warning: Don’t touch the wild pheasants!
The tail that long must belong to a long-tailed pheasant, at the very least a Class II protected species, and if it’s Class I… it might solve all our retirement worries.
With that comment, Old man Li felt slightly constrained working in the rice fields today.
Song Tan laughed too: “Grandpa Li, think of it this way, our land doesn’t have more wild rabbits and pheasants than before. Their presence indicates our hometown’s environment has improved, and soon even the air quality will get better. Living in our hometown, you’re sure to enjoy a long life!”
Well!
How pleasant it was to hear that!
Old man Li was all smiles, suddenly feeling more vigorous in his work.
“Exactly! Since I’ve been wandering in these fields every day, I feel much healthier than in past years. Look at my old ox; it got upset when I was late for its breakfast yesterday morning and kept mooing restlessly at home.”
Despite such talk, Old man Li still had a cautionary note to add:
“Tantan, we do have wild boars on the mountain these days. You always need to be careful, whether in the peach orchard up on the hill or this vegetable garden.”
Wild boars are choosy eaters – grass roots and bark versus fresh, tasty garden crops?
The problem is that their habit is to dig blindly; they may not eat everything, but they certainly uproot it. If you find out too late, the crops will die from exposure or dehydration.
Last year, the sweet potato field in the neighboring village was dug up quite a bit – they didn’t eat much, but they left a mess, and it was truly heartbreaking.
Old man Li couldn’t help but ramble on a bit:
“When this thing runs in the mountains, without wolves or tigers, it’s the king of the mountain. And it can breed; a litter can have several. Now, it’s even become a protected animal.”
Song Tan chuckled, “Don’t worry, Grandpa Li, this year we’re allowed to kill wild boars, it’s not illegal.”
Just like Old Li said, the wild boars in the mountains now, without any natural enemies and being protected, they’re bound to multiply like crazy, right?
Last year, several villages reported wild boar damage to crops, and the city has already issued hunting licenses.
This year, as soon as spring arrived, there were already signs of wild boars digging everywhere—well, no need for any licenses now, as long as you’re capable, just go up the mountain and hunt.
Despite that, the number of people heading up the mountain could be counted on one hand.
After all, we’re talking about wild boars!
A creature that charges blindly forward in a fierce rush can be life-threatening. Why would anyone willingly take the risk when there’s no shortage of meat?
Song Tan, however, was looking forward to it.
The daily meat consumption at home wasn’t small, and if she could get a wild boar, it would surely offset some expenses, wouldn’t it?
However, she couldn’t share that thought with Old Li, as he was already getting worried:
“Tantan, even if it’s not illegal, you still need to be cautious. If you really see a wild boar digging, just scare it from a distance. If it leaves, let it go; if it doesn’t, don’t try to be a hero.”
When wild boars fight, it’s not that simple.
With the old man’s good intentions, Song Tan graciously accepted his concern and hurriedly agreed.
It wasn’t until then that she found the time to check her phone.
The job advertisement she posted in the morning got quite a response, probably because the offer of good food and accommodation was really enticing—several ladies sent messages inquiring about it.
But they loved to send long voice messages.
Just listening to the voice messages and replying to each took Song Tan quite some time.
It was only then that she saw a separate message:
[I am male, Xin Jun, 23 years old, a graduate from the Education College of Huacheng Normal University…]
[Document picture]
Huh?!
Song Tan perked up.
This seems like a great fit!
For one, a 23-year-old college graduate has enough openness and perspective to the outside world, perfect to guide Qiaoqiao.
After all, with Seventh Uncle already steady enough as a teacher, bringing in someone younger would complement him well. Plus, being a young man, he would probably have more topics to share with Qiaoqiao.
And to top it off, he’s even from the Normal University—this speciality is just perfect!
Without a second thought, Song Tan hurriedly replied to the message:
[Hello, are you interested in applying for Qiaoqiao’s home tutor position? Are you aware of Qiaoqiao’s situation?]
The other party was also in the grocery‑shopping group and should have a clear understanding. Sure enough, she quickly received an affirmative response.
Song Tan was somewhat impatient now:
“Then may I ask, when would it be convenient for you to have an interview? Are you in the city area? We can arrange for transportation.”
If they didn’t organize transport, someone from their remote area might not even be able to find the place!
Xin Jun, far away in Zhucheng, glanced at the reply on his phone, finally took a deep breath and without hesitation booked his train ticket:
[Tomorrow morning at nine o’clock, Yun City high-speed railway station, is that okay?]
