For the next period of time, Yi Qingqing would take time out every day to go up the mountain to check and set traps. As for the desolate mountain grave, she didn’t dare to go there.
Every day when she went to check the traps, it was like a lottery. Sometimes she got a lot of harvest, but sometimes she got nothing.
She mainly targeted rabbits and set fewer traps for pheasants.
If prey were trapped in a place in a row, no prey could be caught in that place in a short time, so she usually changed the place every few days.
In this way, she had already shot 2 pheasants and 5 rabbits.
She also hung one of the pheasants in the woodshed for smoking and planned to send it back home.
The rest were all slaughtered, processed, and stored in the portable space.
The meat was enough for her to eat for a long time, but she still did not stop hunting and insisted on running up the mountain every day.
It was not the busy farming season yet, and they got off work relatively early at noon and in the evening, so she had time to do these things.
In another month or two, the autumn harvest would begin, and by then, she would be even busier, so she would store as much as she could now.
Anyway, she had a portable space, so it would not go bad.
Today she changed the place to set the trap. She had not caught anything in the place where she set the trap for two days before, but the trap mechanism was triggered.
The first time, she thought that it was a coincidence, and the prey ran away.
This time, she found something wrong.
Could the prey in this position be particularly smart? Could it always run away?
She carefully checked the traces around the trap and found that there were traces of climbing and breaking on the branches around it. The location was relatively high, and it was definitely not done by pheasants or rabbits.
Someone must have been here.
This matter was quite frustrating, but there was no place to seek justice.
After all, the things caught in the trap were just placed here.
She made the trap, but this was a collective mountain. If she took it too seriously, going up the mountain to hunt was also stealing collective property and filling personal pockets!
Usually, the villagers went up the mountain to chop firewood, dig wild vegetables, pick up mountain products, etc. Everyone had a tacit understanding that whoever picked up something belonged to the person. It was not a rare thing. As long as you ran to the mountain diligently, you could pick it up.
But hunting was a technical job.
Everyone knew that there were many wild animals in the mountains, but the villagers still lacked meat to eat. A little bit of oil could arouse the appetite of people.
If someone could hunt meat in the mountains every day, there would definitely be many people who would jump out and shout that it was collective property.
Otherwise, Yun Guyuan wouldn’t hide in the mountains and secretly cooked after hunting because he was afraid of arousing jealousy and getting reported, which would be troublesome.
Yi Qingqing went up the mountain to hunt every day and always picked up firewood along the way as a cover.
So, even if she caught the person, she wouldn’t be able to explain herself clearly. It would put her in danger.
Although she was not very comfortable, she could only change the place to set the trap.
It was impossible to be so unlucky that she would be discovered every time, right?
But this matter could not be let go like this.
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Ooooh.. someone is targeting our MC again…