Chapter 418

"I'm really sorry, sir. Shotguns are dangerous goods. We didn't prepare them. Besides, it's boring to get food with these modern weapons. However, we have also prepared some tools for you, which will be sent to you later. Getting food in nature is not just about weapons. " Tang Tianze said here and pointed to his head: "it depends on the brain. Well, I won't say much. Let's prepare for each other. Today's task is to prepare food for the evening. As for whether you can fill your stomach or not, it's up to you. "

Beiming Mo and Gu Huan return to the tent with their food.

Soon they received a small box, open a look is some simple tools. It's supposed to be for food.

Looking at these simple tools in front of him, Gu Huan was a little worried. For her, who had never hunted outdoors, it was like a pile of useless things.

Beiming Mo counted the contents of the box, and then said to Cheng Cheng and Yang Yang, "when you're finished, go to the woods to look for mushrooms."

Said, from the box out of a atlas, "according to the inside said to find."

Cheng Cheng nodded and took the picture book.

"Well, if you let the children go to the woods, you won't be afraid that they will be lost. If you lose such a large forest, you can't find it. " Gu Huan firmly opposed letting the children go to the woods to find food.

"Well, I'll go if they don't. You're going fishing with your kids. " Beiming Mo said, took out a roll of fishing line and hook float from the toolbox, and handed it to Gu Huan.

As soon as he finished, he suddenly added, "can you fish?"

Gu Huan reaches for it and looks at Beiming Mo and his contemptuous eyes. It's obvious that he can't believe it.

Although I don't know how to fish, I haven't eaten pork. Haven't I seen pigs running? Isn't there often fishing scenes on TV.

After the hook is tied to the line, throw it into the water and you can wait for the fish to take the hook.

Thinking of this, she nodded: "you don't have to worry about it. Just make sure you have fish to eat when you come back. The children are all following me. Go to the woods for food yourself, but don't lose yourself

***

without saying a word, Beiming Mo put the remaining compressed dry food into his pocket, then found some tools from the box, got up and was ready to go out.

At this time, Gu Huan suddenly stopped him: "wait a minute."

Beiming Mo turns around and looks at Gu Huan.

"Don't get lost in the woods. We won't go to you when it's dark." Gu Huan said.

Anyway, this is also the father of the child. If something happens, how can she explain to Yu Rujie? When she was in Sabah, she was always good to herself.

Beiming Mo didn't say anything, just took a deep look at Gu Huan, and then nodded.

"Death Oh, Dad, I want to go too. " Yang Yang swallowed the bird word hard.

He has no interest in fishing. He is a man who can't stay.

It's boring to think about spending an afternoon by the river.

If there is anything to keep him so honest, it's just playing games.

Instead of being so boring, it's better to follow the dead bird dad to the woods, whether it's picking mushrooms or doing anything. At least you don't have to be idle. If you're lucky, you may be able to get some wild animals back.

Beiming ink looked down at Yangyang, slightly frowned.

To tell you the truth, he really didn't want to take Yangyang. He was naughty and disobedient.

If you want him to choose one, you'd rather take Cheng Cheng with you. He's much calmer than Yang Yang. The most important thing is that he's obedient.

However, it soon occurred to Beiming Mo that if she left Gu Huan with a guy who could not be at ease at this moment, her efforts would be in vain.

Forget it. Take it with you.

Thinking of this, he said to Yangyang, "go."

In fact, Gu Huan doesn't want Yangyang to follow Beiming Mo, but the father and son have too little contact. It's time for them to get along with each other.

Thinking of this, Gu Huan didn't stop anything.

Just tell Yangyang not to run around and listen to his father when he is going out.

When Beiming Mo came out with Yang Yang, a faint purr could be heard in other tents on the grass.

It's probably because everyone fell asleep when they finished eating.

Or maybe these people think that from the very beginning, this activity is different from the kind of parent-child programs that they think are playing games with children on TV.

There are no cameras, no people, even the most basic food to find. This is not suitable for the presidents and young men who have been used to being respectable.

However, there are always some cases. Some of them have gathered by the river with their children.The river here is clear, and you can clearly see the fish swimming from time to time.

They sat on stones, made fishing rods from the branches they found in the woods, and made baits from the earthworms they dug out of the soil. They watched the situation in the water attentively.

At this time, the six finger local tyrant was coming out of the tent with his son. He walked to the woods humming a tune with a toolbox in his hand.

He turned to see, did not recognize the North Ming ink, but with the ocean behind him, he was very impressed.

"Ha ha, I didn't see it. You dare to look for food in the woods. Don't be bitten by snakes at that time." Six local tyrants said happily.

The boy behind him said to Yangyang, "let's compare and see who can find more things in the woods."

***

How can Yang Yang show weakness, especially when he clearly remembers how the father and son demonstrated to him when they were in the car.

Although he is also a young master of the Beiming family, the strength of the little loser has not faded. He is still a local tyrant who doesn't like him.

"Compare and compare. When the time comes, whoever loses will be the follower who wins." Yangyang also saw Beiming Mo go in and out with the fire all day, which was a bit of prestige.

Originally, when he was at school, he also planned to accept a younger brother, but other people didn't want to hear it.

After all, they are all young masters. Who would like to be an errand for others.

As soon as he made a bet, Yang Yang came up with the idea.

"Well, you'll be my valet." The boy seems to have a plan in mind.

Even the six fingered local tyrant listened to them and looked at Beiming ink in a suit. The father and son were in a suit. They didn't come to camp at all.

He also said to Yang Yang with a smile: "little doll, you are sure to lose this bet, so you are going to be my son's valet."

Then he reached out and touched his son's head: "your boy will be better than me then. When he gets here, he has a younger brother first."

This makes Beiming Mo very uncomfortable. He doesn't allow his children to be looked down upon by others, let alone be their younger brother.

He looked back at Yangyang, "don't talk to them, hurry up."

Then he went straight into the woods.

Yang Yang frowned. He was a little unconvinced in his heart. Why was he despised by the local tyrant.

And he was even more angry that the dead bird dad didn't say a word, as if he wasn't his son.

Beiming Mo took a look at the compass, set his own position, and then took Yangyang to the depth of the forest.

*

standing outside the tent, Cheng Cheng watched his father take Yang Yang into the woods, and then turned to get into the tent: "Mom, Dad, they will be OK in the woods."

"Don't worry, baby. You'll be fine with your dad." Gu Huan is really confident in this aspect.

She put the hook and line into a bag, and then stood up: "OK, baby, it's time for us to go fishing, too."

Cheng Cheng nods and follows Gu Huan out of the tent.

I didn't expect that there were several people sitting by the river.

Gu Huan learned the same thing. He first found a broken branch from the edge of the forest, then tied a fishing line at one end and tied a hook at the other end of the line.

Then she took Cheng Cheng to the river, found a stone and sat down.

Just as she was about to swing the hook, Tang Tianze came along the river.

Along the way, I kept smiling and greeting the parents who were fishing. In fact, not every parent has the same idea as a parent sleeping in a tent.

They usually work hard in the market for their career and family. Now they rarely have the chance to relax with their children for a few days.

"Ha ha, I didn't expect Miss Gu to fish. Oh, Cheng Cheng is here with his mother. Why, where has Yang Yang gone? " Tang Tianze finally stops beside Gu Huan and waves to Cheng Cheng.

Then he turned to the other side of the tent and said, "I'm not so tired as to sleep in it."

Gu Huan put away his self-made fishing rod and said with some embarrassment, "where can I fish? I'm not here yet."

***

"Yangyang followed his father to the woods to find food. I'm not going to wait in the tent for ready-made food." Gu Huan then turns around and hands his fishing rod to Tang Tianze.

"Noton, you often travel north and south. Fishing and hunting are not difficult for you. Let's see if my fishing rod is OK?"

Tang Tianze reached for the fishing rod, checked it, then nodded and said, "it's good, but it's just a little bad."

"Uncle noton, what's the difference?" Cheng Cheng looks up at Tang Tianze.

"What else have you prepared for fishing besides this fishing rod?" Tang Tianze squats down and looks at Cheng Cheng and asks.Cheng Cheng thought, "it seems that the bait is missing, but where can I find the bait near here?"

"Come with me." Tang Tianze stood up, took Cheng Cheng's little hand and walked to the tree. He came to a relatively wet land, and then pointed to the bottom with his finger, "the bait is all under here."

Said, he squatted down, regardless of the soil is not hidden, stretched out his hand and began to dig up.

After a while, several earthworms were found out by him: "you see, you can catch fish with this. The fish here like this earthworm very much. You go and get a little bag. "

"All right." Cheng Cheng answered, turned and ran into the tent. He quickly took a plastic bag and ran back.

Tang Tianze put the earthworms into the bag one by one in the soil, then planed some soil, and soon filled half the bag of earthworms.