Chapter 41-45

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Chapter 41 Hunting (3)

 Jiang Dachuan's incident made the villagers of Qingshan Village feel a lot depressed. They all warned their children to be polite to the Jiang Aiguo brothers and never bully others. This may be the simple and honest people of Qingshan Village. The only thing I could think of and do. Lewen

 Jiang Dachuan still has at least one or two months before his legs can go to the ground. During this period, he will not be assigned a farm for labor reform for the time being. After all, no farm has the spare time to raise a wounded person. In this way, it also gives everyone a psychological transition time.

 Life has to go on, and soon, a happy event dilutes the depressive atmosphere in the village.

 On the third day after the Revolutionary Committee left, wild boars came down the mountain again. When the villagers went to the fields early the next morning, several acres of sweet potato fields were plowed up by wild boars, and the sweet potatoes buried in the ground were dug up by wild boars. , gnawed to pieces, Mo Dashuan could only ask the villagers to dig out the intact sweet potatoes in the two fields. The other sweet potatoes that had been gnawed by wild boars were sent to the livestock shed for the livestock on the team. Make feed.

 That night, after everyone in the village had finished their meal, Mo Dashuan called them all to gather at the brigade headquarters to discuss going up to the mountain to hunt wild boars.

 Going into the mountains in winter is actually a very dangerous thing, because in this season, there are many beasts in the mountains who cannot find food. The hungry beasts are very scary. This is also the reason why Mo Dashuan went to the county town to apply for hunting. With those three hunting rifles, he would be able to fight against beasts like blind bears.

 Everyone in the village knew the danger, but they were all overjoyed to go up the mountain.

 These days, every household has very few meat stamps. Most of the meat stamps accumulated by each family are used to exchange for fat meat. The fat will be used to consume lard. It is estimated that only a little lard is left in the mouth. It's scumbag and you can't enjoy it at all.

 So when Mo Dashuan said that he was going to the mountains to hunt wild boars, and everyone could still keep half of them, the people in the village were very excited, and they wished they could go to the mountains to pick up the pig nests now.

 "What does wild boar smell like?" A dark, snot-nosed child asked curiously, seeing the excited faces of the adults.

 "What else can it taste like? Of course it tastes like meat." An older man said with an afterthought on his face. He still remembered when he was young. At that time, the prey on the mountain were all hunted casually, and whoever caught it got it. , you can still sell what you can’t finish eating. Back then, he and the villagers caught a small wild boar. The meat was so delicious that he couldn't finish it with his stomach open.

 It was a pity that it was just once. It had been a long time since he had tasted meat. The old man licked his mouth with a look of aftertaste.

 "Wild boar meat has a fishy smell and is quite stinky when cooked, but if it is cooked well, the taste is first-class." Mrs. Miao looked at the curious expressions on her grandchildren's faces, curled her lips and said slightly reservedly.

 "That's right, in our village, the wild boar cooked by Sister Miao is the most delicious, and the fragrance can spread for ten miles." The aunt sitting beside said with a smile, "When I hunt the wild boar, I will ask you to If I learn this craft at home, my family will not dislike me for wasting good things."

 Mrs. Miao didn't reply, she just looked at her. She was so impressed by the man's words that she even straightened her back.

 Dani and none of them have ever eaten wild boar meat, so they can only dream about the taste and drool. Jiang Yiliu had eaten it when he was still Jiang Laidi in his previous life. Although it was only a small piece, the taste was enough to make people remember it for a lifetime. He still Thinking about it, my mouth will secrete saliva unconsciously.

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