My 1995 Small Farm.

"On TV?"

"We can still appear on TV, right?"

"Really? Is it true?"

"..."

These people at the provincial TV station are truly exceptionally dedicated.

In that situation, I was still able to find a gap to take photos and record.

This skill is comparable to that of a war correspondent.

Upon hearing this, the hunting team cheered.

Wow, I never expected to be on TV! That would be such a glamorous appearance; just thinking about it is exciting.

After a while, an old hunter who had finished treating the injured dogs said, "Let's take a picture of those dogs that can't be saved too. They didn't bark when the Pig King came to the village last time, but they were very brave this time. They're all good."

"Yes, they are all heroes of the King of Pigs, and they should be on TV and have their picture taken."

The Miao village's mountain-chasing dogs suffered heavy losses in their efforts to deal with this pig king.

Six of them were killed by the Pig King, and the rest were all wounded.

Even Heiwa had many tiny wounds on his body, inflicted by rocks and thorns during the battle.

Fortunately.

Almost all injured dogs can be saved.

If a dog's belly is cut open, as long as its intestines aren't severed, it's fine. Just stuff it back in, sew the belly back up, and after a while, it can go back to hunting and continue hunting.

But if the intestines are ruptured or the internal organs are damaged, there is no hope.

Chen Ling and two old hunters were just stitching up a dog's wound.

The problem was resolved promptly.

"Alright, come over here and weave a wicker fence out of tree branches to help drag the injured dog that can't walk back."

Upon seeing this, Yu Qi'an, Zhao Dahai, and the others hurriedly said, "We'll do it, we'll do it."

They can't do much to lift the pig king, but they can manage to drag the dog.

After a while, some members of the hunting team went back to the village to get some equipment.

The hunting team, the police team, Chen Ling, and Lynx, a total of more than 20 people, shouted loudly as they carried the thousand-pound pig king back to Sanxiping.

Meanwhile, the old man from Ranjia Village had already spread the news of the wild boar king's demise throughout the Miao mountains of Leijialing via loudspeakers.

When the Miao people from various Miao villages arrived here and saw the true face of the Pig King, they were all shocked. They surrounded the Pig King, exclaiming in surprise and frantically groping around it.

After the initial shock, some teenagers led the younger children to climb onto the body of the dead behemoth.

However, they were quickly driven away by the adults.

Because we also need to offer sacrifices to the Earth God at night.

The main characters after that are naturally Chen Ling and his two big dogs.

This time, they really made a splash in the Miao village.

After the evening rituals were completed, a grand bonfire party was held at Sanxiping.

Wild sheep and deer that unfortunately stepped into the trap in the morning became their meal.

The taste was alright, but in Chen Ling's opinion, it still couldn't compare to the mountain donkey.

At the party, besides the young people surrounding Chen Ling to hear his legendary stories, some young girls from the Miao village even gave Chen Ling flirtatious glances and took the initiative to teach him to sing Miao songs and dance Miao dances.

Since neither of his brothers-in-law were present this time, Zhao Dahai and the others made a lot of fun joking around with Chen Ling.

Because the pig king's meat was too tough and dry, and it had been gnawed on bones, it was inedible.

After the sacrificial ceremony, everyone cut it into small pieces, and each household in each village received some as a souvenir.

As the lead gunner, Chen Ling's actions naturally required his permission.

Those who travel down mountains and rivers will receive a share.

He didn't take any meat himself.

Instead, they left behind the pair of tusks and the entire skeleton of the pig king.

I'm going to take it back.

The complete skeleton is difficult to obtain. If he were alone, it would be easier; he could simply store it in his cave.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, we still have to do what the hunter in Shennongjia did, as Lynx said: cut it in half with a saw, take it back, and then piece it back together.

In addition, there were two pig guns and pig testicles that Heiwa had picked up.

I originally intended to give two to Zhao Dahai, the lynx.

At first, they were very happy to hear that.

But then they thought about it and said that it would be most beneficial for this thing to be in Chen Ling's hands.

If we put the huge skeleton of this wild boar king on the farm, and then use its lance and testicles to make wine, it would be a unique and highly nutritious wine that we could use as a showcase.

Only true friends like them can say such things.

Despite Zhao Dahai's big mouth and tendency to rant, he's actually quite considerate of his brothers when things get tough.

In the end, the three members of the Lynx gang only shared the pig king's stomach with Yu Qi'an.

The rest of the heart, lungs, intestines, and other organs had long since gone into Heiwa's stomach. Only the pig's bladder and gallbladder from the beginning were left untouched. Chen Ling picked up a piece and took it back with him.

Compared to the boar king's skeleton and tusks, these are just insignificant fragments.

The next day.

They stayed another day and enjoyed a traditional Miao feast.

Of course, this was mainly because the wild boar king's skeleton was too large and its skin and flesh were too tough, making it difficult to remove all the parts. It took a lot of effort from start to finish.

In addition, Chen Ling stayed an extra day because he wanted to find the leopard.

Unfortunately, Xiao Jin's response wasn't very positive, which proves that the leopard was quite far away.

But it doesn't matter. Now that the wild boar king is dead, this leopard will definitely continue to roam the area.

Chen Ling told the Miao people about the leopard.

As long as the leopard doesn't harm people, try not to hurt it.

If they are in the vicinity, it would be best to catch them alive.

I'll ask someone to contact him then.

The three villages of Sanxiping knew Chen Ling was going back. They prepared smoked dried meat, dry food, and water for him early in the morning, fearing he would go hungry on the road.

Furthermore, they sent several able-bodied men to accompany them as they carried the pig king's large skeleton down the mountain, escorting it by boat all the way to Fenglei Town.

They helped Chen Ling load the tractor before heading back together.

Chen Ling's tractor was parked at Fenglei Town Middle School.

Wang Qingwen had gone home with him last time, so he borrowed a few bicycles from the school and rode them back. This time, he drove a tractor to deliver them to the family.

In addition, they also sent their father-in-law back.

As for the people from the provincial TV station, after filming Wild Boar King, they sent a few young people to take the footage back that same day.

Only the junior leader was left to take the rest of the entourage home with Chen Ling and the others, so they could continue filming the red-crowned cranes.

……

"Look, what did Fugui bring back again? It looks weird and a bit scary."

As dusk fell, the tractor drove back into the village. As it passed by outside the village, Zhao Yubao and his companion were herding a flock of lambs, chatting with the villagers by the vegetable garden.

Further away, from the old river bend, a few people wearing straw hats were driving a herd of yellow cattle over.

Upon seeing the contents of Chen Ling's tractor trailer, they quickly shouted and followed to investigate, ignoring even the cattle and sheep.

At that time, there weren't many idle people in the village.

Most of the people out there are elderly people and young children.

Seeing that they were following closely, Chen Ling slowed down the tractor.

Zhao Dahai, who was in the back of the truck, laughed and said loudly, "Dad, Uncle Zhong, this is the wild boar king that Fugui hunted from the Miao village. It weighs over a thousand catties."

"Over a thousand catties? Dahai, you're exaggerating to the heavens. That's just unacceptable."

"Uncle Zhong, it's true. You can ask Lynx if you don't believe me."

"Ok?"

"Dad, it's true. I've never told you before. Didn't Uncle Han and I meet each other in Shennongjia?"

"Oh yes, yes."

"Hey? Dahai, last time Fugui came back he said you stayed in the Miao village and refused to come down the mountain. What were you doing there?"
Xiao Lin often ventures deep into the mountains and forests; he's an expert hunter. You, on the other hand, are utterly useless except for eating, drinking, and having fun. Aren't you just causing trouble?

"...Dad, I didn't do anything to upset you, did I? Why are you nagging me again..."

“What’s wrong with nagging you? Your second child is almost due, and you’re still wandering around outside.”

"I……"

Even while still on the tractor, Zhao Dahai couldn't help but shrink back. Could you blame him? Given his status, he couldn't afford to be openly promiscuous.

Seeing that the villagers and Yu Qi'an and the others in the truck bed were staring at him and chuckling, he simply shut his mouth and ignored the old man.

But the lynx continued its story.

Speaking of the wild boar king's power and ferocity.

It has even gnawed on human remains, and in the last few days it has picked off people who died.

The laughter and jokes of the crowd suddenly turned into exaggerated and serious expressions.

They lived close to the mountains and forests, and had witnessed the ferocity of jackals, tigers, and leopards, as well as the power of wild boars. From childhood to adulthood, they had heard and seen many stories of wild boars killing people.

They knew that if this massive pig king, weighing a thousand pounds, were to truly unleash its power, killing someone would be easier than killing a chicken.

"How was such a powerful pig king killed? Was it killed with explosives? Or with a mortar?"

"Pfft, a mortar? Didn't you see Heiwa and the other two are following along? What else do we need?"

"...Heiwa and his brother are indeed formidable, but this pig king weighs over a thousand pounds. I don't believe they can defeat it."

"I don't believe it either."

"Haha, don't be impatient, let me tell you slowly. This Pig King is really powerful. This time, Dahai and the others almost didn't make it back..."

The group arrived at Chen Ling's farm in a lively atmosphere. After listening to what the lynx had to say, they stared at the massive skeleton of the wild boar king with growing awe.

Such a big wild boar! Look at that huge head, it's practically a monstrous old boar!

Needless to say, Wang Susu and the others were even more so.

I never expected Chen Ling to bring back such a big thing after his trip.

The villagers all said that this added another unique sight to Chenwangzhuang.

He even joked with Zhao Yubao, saying that Teacher Zhao now has new articles to write, but he has written so many that he, the great writer, is almost becoming someone who specializes in writing biographies of the rich and powerful.

you do not say.

Zhao Yubao was also very frustrated.

But if I don't write it down, I'll feel really itchy to stop doing something so fun.

Besides, I'm over sixty now. At this age, I should be more carefree and do whatever I want. Let others say what they want.

So he straightened his back and took the initiative to offer suggestions to Chen Ling.

Of course, the old man's eye for detail was actually quite ordinary, but the painter Zhong was very insightful in terms of composition.

Instruct Chen Ling to place the pig king's skeleton directly in front of the farm gate, which is in front of the wooden bridge over the lotus pond.

Then we'll use something to support and secure the frame, and add some other things, like some plant vines or something.

Of course, it can't be displayed yet; it needs to be air-dried and dried for a while.

There's strength in numbers; this group of people didn't come here just to watch the show.

Everyone helped Chen Ling hang up all the bones from the wild boar, and as it got dark, they dispersed.

They just muttered amongst themselves as they left.

They say that such a terrifying creature as the Wild Boar King actually came from a Miao village in the neighboring county, which is so far away.

We absolutely must never let anything like this happen here again. If someone goes into the mountains and encounters something like this, it could really kill them. They wouldn't be able to come out alive.

……

"Lingzi, I went to the county town these past two days and tidied up our little yard... Goodness, no one has lived here for half a year, and the rats have caused a huge commotion."

During dinner, Gao Xiulan said angrily, "There are rats everywhere, upstairs and downstairs. They've chewed up the wires and furniture again. Yesterday, Qiumei and Xiaoyun found someone in the county town to rewire. Go and keep an eye on things tomorrow, and while you're at it, take all our cats with you to catch the rats."

Otherwise, even if we bring Susu over earlier, there's no way she'll stay here.

"Is there a rat infestation? I understand."

Chen Ling raised an eyebrow in surprise upon hearing this, but then thought it made sense. Rats are killed every year, but they can never be completely eradicated. That's how it is in the village. Besides, no one lives there permanently, and he often goes there to grow some good things.