Before Chen Zhen got off his horse, he could smell a thick smell of meat from the old man's yurt. It did not smell like mutton. He found it strange and quickly dismounted and entered his bag. Old man Billig shouted," Wait, wait!" Chen Zhen hurriedly stood still and found that the carpets on the east, north, and west sides had been rolled up. The wide carpet was covered with raw horse skin, and the horse skin was filled with steel wolf traps, at least seven or eight of them. The large pot on the stove in the center of the yurt was steaming and smelling fishy. Inside the pot was a large pot of black and oily soup. Gasmail's face was covered in dust and sweat as he knelt beside the stove to add dung to the fire. Her five-year-old daughter, Qiqige, was playing with a large pile of crutches. There were 60 to 70 of them. Ba Tu was wiping the wolf's trap at the side. He was still recuperating at home, and a large piece of new flesh was exposed on his face. Bilig's wife, Old Eji, was also cleaning the wolf clip. Chen Zhen did not know what the old man was cooking. The old man moved aside and let Chen Zhen sit beside him.
Chen Zhen jokingly asked,"What are you cooking?" Do you want to cook wolf pincers? Your teeth are so hard.
Billig smiled and said,"You're halfway there. I'm cooking the wolf." However, my teeth aren't working. It's the wolf's teeth that are good. Look at this clip, isn't it full of steel teeth?
Chen Zhen asked in surprise,"Why are you cooking wolf clips?"
It was a wolf trap. Billig pointed to the pot and said,"Let me test you. What kind of meat is this?"
Chen Zhen shook his head. The old man pointed at the pot of meat beside the stove and said," That's horse meat, I picked it up from the pao. Do you know why I cooked a big pot of horse meat soup and used the soup to cook the wolf trap? It was to boil away the rusty smell of the clamp. Chen Zhen understood and immediately said with interest, Well, this time the wolf should step into the trap. The wolf still couldn't win against the man.
The old man stroked his yellow and white beard and said," If you think that way, you won't be able to defeat the wolf. A wolf's nose was more sensitive than a dog's. If there was a hint of rust and human smell, then you would be busy. I've cleaned the clamp once, so it's not rusty or human at all. But when I arrived, I didn't catch the wolf. I thought for a long time before I remembered. That day, I accidentally coughed up a mouthful of phlegm after putting the trap. If I had carried the snow and phlegm away, it would have been fine. However, I stepped on it and pulled some snow to cover the phlegm. I thought it would be fine, but the wolf still smelled it.
Chen Zhen was shocked and sighed,"The wolf's nose is too powerful."
The old man said,"Wolves have spirituality and help from the gods. It's difficult to fight them with the help of ghosts…"
Just as Chen Zhen was about to follow the ghost's lead and ask, Abba knelt down and took out the pincers from the pot. The wolf pincers were very big and heavy. A big pot could only cook one pincer. Chen Zhen helped the old man fish out the clip with a wooden stick and put it on a greasy sack. Then, he put another clip in. The old man said,"Yesterday, I asked the whole family to wipe the clip for a day. I cooked it once. This is the second time." This was not enough. In a while, he had to dip the horse's mane in the refined horse intestine oil and wipe it twice before it could be used. When it came to putting down the trap, he had to wear gloves and dry horse manure. Fighting wolves was like fighting a war. She was even more meticulous than a woman's heart, even more meticulous than Gasmail's heart. The old man laughed.
Gasmail looked at Chen Zhen and pointed at the bowl rack. I know you want to drink the milk tea I made again. I'm going to bury my hands in it. You can do it yourself. Chen Zhen didn't like fried rice, but he liked the milk tofu made by Kasmai the most. He grabbed four or five pieces and put them in a bowl. Then, he picked up the thermos and poured a full bowl of milk tea. Gasmai said,"Abba was going to take Batu to the trap, but his face can't go out yet. Let your Han son go." Chen Zhen smiled and said,"As long as it's about wolves, Abba won't forget me." Right, Abba?
The old man looked at Chen Zhen and said,"Child, I think you're entangled by wolves. I'm old. I'll pass on this skill to you." As long as he paid more attention, he could beat the wolf. But you have to remember what your Abba said. The wolf was sent by Tengri to protect the grassland. If the wolf is gone, the grassland will not be preserved. Without the wolf, the souls of the Mongolians would not be able to fly.
Chen Zhen asked,"Abba, wolves are the guardians of the grasslands. Then why do you still want to fight wolves?" I heard that you also agreed to a big fight at the meeting.
The old man said,"If there are too many wolves, they are not gods. They become demons. It is right for humans to kill demons." If all the cows and sheep on the grassland were killed by the demons, the people would not be able to survive, and the grassland would not be able to survive either. We Mongolians were also sent by Tengri to protect the grasslands. Without the grasslands, there would be no Mongolians, and without the Mongolians, there would be no grasslands.
Chen Zhen was shocked and asked,"You said that wolves and Mongolians are grassland guards?"
The old man's gaze suddenly became alert and unfamiliar. He stared into Chen Zhen's eyes and said, That's right. But you…you Han don't understand this.
Chen Zhen was a little flustered and quickly said," Abba, you know that I'm the one who's most against the Han doctrine. I also don't agree with the farmers inside the pass coming to the grasslands to open up wasteland."
The wrinkles on the old man's face slowly relaxed. He wiped the wolf trap with his horse's mane and said, With so few Mongolians, it would be difficult to defend such a large grassland. If they didn't fight the wolves, the Mongolians would be fewer, and if they fought too many wolves, the Mongolians would be even fewer…
The old man's words seemed to contain a mystery that was not easy to understand at the moment. Chen Zhen swallowed the question in confusion.
After all the wolf traps were taken care of, the old man said to Chen Zhen,"Come with me to the trap. You have to watch how I do it. The old man put on a pair of canvas gloves and handed another pair to Chen Zhen. Then, he got up, took a wolf trap, and moved it to a light carriage with iron wheels outside the bag. The carriage was lined with a tattered felt soaked in horse intestine oil. Chen Zhen and Bayar followed suit. As soon as the steel clip was taken out of the bag, the horse oil on the clip immediately froze into a thin layer of oil, making the wolf clip so hard that it could not be seen. After all the wolves were in the car, the old man picked up a small bag of dried horse dung eggs from the yurt and placed it in the car. Once everything was ready, the three of them mounted their horses. Gasman chased after Chen Zhen and shouted,"Chen Chen (Chen Zhen), you must be careful when you use the clamp. The wolf clamp can break your wrist. She sounded like she was reminding her son, Bayar.
Balle and the other dogs saw the wolf trap and wanted to follow. Ba Tu hurriedly grabbed the mane on Ba Le's neck, and Kasmai also bent down to hug a big dog. Old man Billig ordered the dog to retreat and led the shaft horse of the carriage. The three of them and four horses trotted all the way to the big bubble.
The clouds were still low over the top of the mountain, and thin, light snowflakes floated in the air, dry and fluffy. The old man looked up at the snow. After a while, his face was a little wet. He took off his gloves and wiped his face with some snow. These days, she was so busy that she often forgot to wash her face. It was refreshing to wash her face with snow. If she stayed by the stove for too long, her face would smell like smoke. She would wash it with snow to remove the smell and make it easier for her to work.
Chen Zhen also imitated the old man and washed his face. He also smelled the horse's hoof sleeves. There was only a hint of sheep dung smoke, but this might make their hard work go to waste. Chen Zhen asked the old man,"Is the smell of smoke on your body okay?"
The old man said,"It doesn't matter. The smell of smoke has disappeared along the way." Remember, when you get there, be careful not to let your robe and leather pants touch the frozen horse meat.
Chen Zhen said: Fighting with wolves is really tiring. Last night, the wolf and the dog barked all night. They barked so fiercely that I couldn't sleep well the whole night.
The old man said,"The grasslands are not like the pass, where the Han people can sleep soundly every night." The grasslands were battlefields, and the Mongolians were warriors. They were born to fight. A person who wanted to sleep soundly was not a good soldier. You have to learn to fall asleep as soon as you lie down and open your eyes as soon as the dog barks. The wolf slept with its ears wide open. Once there was any movement, it would run away. To defeat a wolf, one had to have the ability of a wolf. Your father is an old wolf. The old man laughed,"He can eat, fight, and sleep. He can also sleep for a while in the time it takes to pack a cigarette." Oh my wolf, you hate me so much. If I die, Wolf One will definitely gnaw me until not even bones are left. I'm faster than anyone in Tengri. Hehe…
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