Zhangjia Village is like a festival today. No, it's even more lively than Chinese New Year!

In the yard of the production brigade, there was an open space where members often gathered to listen to the radio and study official documents. There were three layers of people gathered inside and outside the yard.

——In the middle of the ground were placed three wild boars, a wild deer, five roe deer, two large sacks of rabbits and pheasants, and some fish.

Unlike previous years, there are now patrol teams in the county, and there are many old ladies and old men wearing red armbands like Zhang's father. It is impossible to carry wild animals back to the county without attracting attention during the day.

Therefore, Zhang Guoqing had made plans. He cleaned up the things he had won and handed them over to his parents to slowly move them back.

So at around three in the morning, as soon as the sky began to brighten, he ran into the Daqing Mountains.

Zhang Guoqing killed two wild deer and a silly roe deer in his familiar way. He was not greedy and quickly cleaned them up by the stream in Muwozi and carried them back home.

As a result, he expected the beginning but not the end.

When the apprentices he and several old hunters had taught heard that Zhang Guoqing was going home alone, they tried their best to "instigate" the old captain.

For example, the autumn harvest is coming soon and the farming season is busy. Do you want to buy some meat?

For example, these ghosts have become very skilled in the past two years, so we have to find the best expert in their village.

For example, every year during the wheat harvest, wild boars go down the mountain, and in the past few years there were also bears. Should we lead the militia team up the mountain to check the situation while Xiaowu is here?

The old captain, concerned about the villagers, appeared calm, but his heart was already agitated by the persuasion. His biggest regret was that Zhang Guoqing had left.

He had originally envisioned Zhang Guoqing as the future successor, but he never imagined that this guy would suddenly become a disaster.

In recent years, several nearby production teams have organized winter hunting, but after the turmoil of the past few years, even the animals in the mountains have learned their lesson, and the harvest is not very big each time.

Every year, the old captain felt heartbroken when he heard how much prey Wang's team had killed. The Zhang family was the real hunters. In the early days, how could they have allowed wild boars to come down from the mountains and destroy their crops?

"Xiaowu, Third Grandpa doesn't want you to go up the mountain and bring back a lot of stuff. He just wants you and a few old brothers to take some young people from the village to practice."

Zhang Guoqing was quite embarrassed, "Third Uncle, I have to return to the team this afternoon."

Upon hearing this, the old captain was pleasantly surprised. Well, as long as it wasn't an outright rejection, that was fine. "I know that. I won't delay your work. Just take them for a walk."

So, under the expectant and nervous gazes of the old captain and several of his childhood friends, Zhang Guoqing had no choice but to go up the mountain again.

He knew very well that the old captain's purpose was to open a safe passage again, just like before, so that the villagers could benefit.

The dense forest he had discovered before, and the large valley with wild fruits halfway up the mountain, had all been handed over to the team.

It is said that without the consent of the production team, private individuals are not allowed to pick and sell fruits in these two places except for children to satisfy their cravings, otherwise they will be spat on by the whole village.

Of course, this is still an understatement. Zhang's mother said that if anyone really went against the old captain's wishes, the old man would not be gentle.

However, Zhang Guoqing did not reveal the other places this time. He planned to leave them as paradise for his three sons. Occasionally returning to his hometown would also make his wife happy.

In his opinion, the conditions in the village were quite good. They had a large area of ​​reclaimed land, a beverage workshop, and Daqingshan wild game.

How long has it been? Now only one-third of the village's old courtyards remain. From the village entrance to the foot of the northern mountain, a row of new courtyards stretch across the road, each one as large as a county town.

Except for a few families that are indeed short of labor and have children one after another, there is no longer any shortage of clothes and difficulty in even finding enough food and clothing as in previous years.

That’s it, actually it’s all right.

Looking at the elderly man who is getting older, Zhang Guoqing really admires his impartiality, but that doesn't mean he has to be as selfless as him.

Everyone was in high spirits along the way and didn't calm down until they reached halfway up the mountain.

The old captain had said before that there were a few old hunters who were either out visiting relatives or were too old, so at this time it was Zhang Guoqing who was leading a dozen or so people.

After so many years of hunting, these twelve men are now considered good hunters. The only thing they lack is courage and determination. After all, who would go up the mountain and risk their lives unless they are penniless and have become heroes?

Zhang Guoqing didn't take them deep into the mountains. Firstly, he didn't have much time, and secondly, it was a matter of safety. Since he had brought them here, he had to bring them back.

This is also the reason why he is reluctant to take outsiders up the mountain. Although the villagers usually say they are tribesmen and express their concern before going up the mountain, they will be in trouble if there are casualties.

He patted his butt and left, leaving his parents and brothers with a lot of troubles.

He was obviously unhappy and was analyzing the pros and cons, but he still dealt with them with a smile on his face. This was the difference between him and Zhou Jiao.

——If Zhou Jiao refused, she would definitely refuse and drive away immediately.

But Zhang Guoqing couldn't! Whether for his reputation or for his parents, he couldn't let people say that he had forgotten his people after achieving success.

Daqing Mountain was just as Zhang Guoqing had said: it was his backyard, and he had just come down from the mountain. Along the way, Zhang Guoqing would have people carry back any prey he had killed, manipulating small stones and a hatchet with remarkable skill.

He didn't even need to get close to the 300-pound wild boar; two stones and a flying knife were enough to send it crashing down in a matter of seconds. His friends were so frightened that their mouths opened wide enough to fit eggs.

Young men came down the mountain one after another carrying things, which shocked the villagers who were working so much that they asked for leave and slipped back happily.

Gradually, more and more people asked for leave. The old captain, with a smile on his face, kicked a few of the leaders and announced that they would eat first and go to work early in the afternoon.

The five educated youths eating melons looked at the villagers who had dispersed and exchanged glances. What was going on? Last year, the production team went hunting, and not everyone left work.

It was Tan Xiaoru who reacted first. She quickly stepped forward and followed an elderly person who was a little slower than her. "Old lady, let me help you walk."

People live their whole lives, and the little thoughts of young people can't be hidden from the old lady. But she doesn't mind. These five children are all good. Since they came to their village, they are their own.

So she said with a cheerful smile, "No, no. Look at those little kids running over to watch the fun. You young people have good legs and feet, go and have fun."

The five people were really curious and laughed shyly.

"Hahaha...silly child! Go quickly, the banquet will start later so you can eat more. Ever since our Xiaowu went to the capital, opportunities like this have become increasingly rare."

"Auntie, is that Xiaowu you're always talking about, Comrade Zhang Guoqing, the one in the military uniform just now?"

"Yes, this is the most capable kid in our tribe. When he was still in school, our village hunted more game every year than other villages..."

All of a sudden, the glorious deeds of Zhang Guoqing from childhood to adulthood were once again slowly recounted by the smiling old lady.