So, Chechen said to do it. He borrowed some honey from Ruth, and Ruth happily gave it to Cherchen.

    "Why didn''t you feel so happy when you just gave it to me!" Pedro felt discriminated against.

    "You''re stealing! Chechen borrowed it from me. Of course I lent it to him. Can you be the same as you?" Ruth didn''t even look at Pedro. He was still angry with Pedro.

    When Ruth said this, Pedro blew his beard and stared again.

    "Thank you, uncle Ruth."

    Seeing that there was something wrong with the atmosphere, Cherchen quickly thanked Ruth, and then took Pedro away in a hurry.

    "Uncle," said Chechen as he walked, "go back and bring me my long thin sword and your own saber."

    Cherchen''s long and thin sword "hummingbird" survived when the Russian army confiscated its weapons because it was a private item and looked like a child''s "toy". Pedro retained the sabre because of his status as an officer.

    "What are you going to do?" asked Pedro.

    "I''ll go to the kitchen and come back in a minute. You wait for me at the entrance of the village." Chechen said.

    Pedro was soon ready to stop and wait at the entrance of the village. But he waited left and right. Chechen just didn''t come.

    Pedro walked aimlessly at the entrance of the village. He thought for a moment about the purpose of Chechen''s going to the kitchen; After a while, I felt that bear hunting was such a dangerous thing that I shouldn''t take Cherchen with me. If there was a chance, both alvar would explain it here. On thinking of this, he regretted his boasting and gambling.

    "Why can''t I control my smelly mouth?" Pedro slapped himself in the mouth.

    "Uncle, what are you doing?"

    This scene happened to be seen by Chechen. He asked curiously.

    "No, nothing," said Pedro hurriedly. Then he hesitated and said, "good nephew, I think I''d better go alone. If there''s a chance..."

    You know there''s a chance!

    Chechen thought angrily. However, he comforted Pedro: "two people are better than one, and only I can do that."

    With that, Che Chen patted the pocket on his shoulder. I don''t know what''s in there.

    "Let''s go, the sun will set." Chechen urged.

    Although hibernating bears usually come out when they are hungry at night, they can''t see the way if they don''t enter the mountain early and wait for the sun to set.

    Pedro saw that Chechen had made up his mind, so he had to go into the mountain together. They soon found bear footprints on a wet mud.

    Chechen and Pedro put the jar of honey far away in case the smell of honey startled the bear early. They continued to advance along the footprints. Before long, they found the bear cave where the bear hibernated.

    Che Chen pointed to a big tree in the distance and said:

    "Well, uncle. When the sun goes down, you''ll climb up the tree trunk first, and then I''ll lead the bear all the way. You''ll take the saber and the hummingbird, and maybe you''ll use it."

    Pedro nodded. He couldn''t help looking at the bear hole again. It was cold and silent like a black hole that devoured everything. His hands in leather gloves were covered with sweat.

    As the sun had not yet set, they sat down under a big tree.

    At this time, the afterglow of the sunset was still shining among the huge pine branches. Crows fly from time to time at the top of the tree, croaking and barking, and flapping their wings; A squirrel returning to its nest jumped nimbly on the branch and kicked off a fluffy snowflake from time to time.

    After the sun set, there was silence in the woods.

    According to Chechen''s request, Pedro climbed up the trunk and sat down on a thicker branch.

    He stared at Chechen closely, but it was too dark in the tree forest. At first, he could see Chechen''s back, but after a while, he couldn''t see anything.

    I can''t see or hear anything. So Pedro sat on the trunk.

    "I should go down and have a look. How could he kill a bear alone as a child!" a voice said to him in his mind.

    "Trust him, your nephew is not a child. He is a warrior who blew up the Cossack tunnel." another voice said another word to him in his mind.

    The two voices kept fighting in Pedro''s mind.

    Suddenly, he heard a rustle.

    Pedro knew it was definitely not Chechen''s, because both he and Chechen covered a thick layer of cotton outside Xie, and his feet would never make a sound when they stepped on the ground.

    That''s a bear!

    Pedro instinctively clenched his weapon.

    The rustling sound was approaching, and it was very clear. From time to time, there will be one or two clicks and rustles from dead branches in the dark.

    Finally, Pedro saw a backward figure. That should be Chechen.

    I saw Chechen carefully backing up. He bent over as if holding something in his hand. He backed away and threw things on the ground.

    Slowly, Chechen retreated to the bottom of the trunk where Pedro was. He put the honeypot under the tree, took something out of his pocket and poured it in.

    Then, Che Chen grabbed the trunk and climbed up like a monkey.

    "How''s it going?" asked Pedro softly and nervously.

    Chechen made a hiss, and then pointed to his direction.

    Looking down Chechen''s fingers, Pedro saw a big black body coming along the wind, and his attention was attracted by what Chechen left on the ground.

    The beast fingered the ground with its front paws, then grabbed one and threw it into his mouth.

    "What is that?" asked Pedro.

    "Meat balls stained with honey," said Chechen. He was very happy to see the bear eat one by one.

    Finally, the bear ate under the tree where Chechen and Pedro were, and he also found the honey jar.

    "God! Hurry, hurry." Chechen said silently in his heart.

    Maybe his prayers worked. The bear suddenly gave a short roar. It stood up its hind feet and slapped its front feet on the trunk.

    "It found us," said Pedro with a start.

    But immediately he found that the bear patted the trunk not because he found himself, but because of pain. It not only slapped the trunk, but also smashed the honey jar with one palm. What''s more, it''s patting its chest. The bear kept roaring and coughing. The whole forest resounded with a terrible roar.

    Slowly, the bear seemed to lose all its strength. It fell to the ground like a mountain.

    "Hey, uncle. Let''s go down and have a look." when Chechen saw that the bear fell to the ground, he was excited and wanted to jump down.

    "No, I''ll go down first." Pedro was still a little worried. He asked Cherchen to stay in the tree and jumped down by himself.

    Pedro took the weapon and carefully moved to the bear. The bear is not dead yet. It spits blood foam in its mouth and its body is still convulsing.

    But its pupil has lost its focus, and life is slowly passing.

    "You can come down," Pedro shouted into the tree when he lit a torch.

    With a flutter, Chechen also jumped down from the tree.

    "What did you give him to eat?"

    Pedro picked up a round meatball. The meatball is covered with honey and looks nothing special.

    "Uncle, open it and have a look."

    Pedro heard the speech, put the torch on the ground and broke the meatball. It turned out that the meatball was not solid and was wrapped with an ice cube. The ice was crystal clear and there was a curved wire inside.

    Now, Pedro finally understood. It turned out that Chechen wrapped the iron wire in ice and made meat balls. After the bear ate the meatball, the ice melted in the bear''s stomach. The sharp wire stretched straight through the bear''s stomach. No wonder the bear was so painful in the end.

    "Good boy, how did you think of this way!" Pedro marveled at Cherchen''s wisdom at his young age.