Chapter Thirty-Two: Slaughtered Pig Dish

It turns out her sixth sense was quite useful.

Hearing her muttering, Duan Jianhua became even angrier and slammed his hand on the table again, making a loud bang that startled the accountant and the village chief who were not in a position to speak up for her.

Duan Jianhua gasped, then swung his numb hand behind his back. Damn it, he'd been careless and used too much force; his hand hurt.

"You encountered wild boars, why didn't you come down the mountain to get reinforcements? Is the brigade's armed force just for show...?"

Ma Jianshe sighed, knowing that he was feeling sad again because he was thinking about last year's tragedy, so he went up the mountain and patted him on the shoulder.

"Alright, alright, now that the wild boar is dead, let's not dwell on those unpleasant things. Let's find someone to carry it down first, otherwise the strong smell of blood might attract some big creatures and make things even more dangerous."

Duan Jianhua snorted, picked up his hat, and turned to find the captain of the armed team to grab his weapons and carry the wild boar.

Qi Meng pouted, feeling wronged. She wanted to go back and tell Zuo Zuo and the others to keep the food for themselves and throw away what they couldn't finish. It was better than being scolded for being overconfident.

Seeing her meaning, Ma Jianshe took out his pipe, tapped it on the corner of the table, waved his hand, and gestured for Qi Meng to follow him.

“Qi Zhiqing, don’t take it to heart with the team leader. He’s just scared.”

As they walked and talked, their figures gradually shrank and their voices became increasingly inaudible.

Around this time last year, a herd of wild boars came down from the mountain. A few young men, women, and children from the village were gathering firewood and wild game on the mountain when they ran into the wild boars.

Young people, thinking themselves great and driven by youthful impetuosity, neither ran away nor went back to get help when they saw the wild boar. Instead, they grabbed their wood-chopping knives and charged at it. After all, wild boar meat is meat too, and they were so eager for it that they didn't even think about going home to call their parents.

When the villagers found them, they could no longer piece together a complete body; limbs and torsos were scattered everywhere, and it was impossible to tell who was who.

"Seven eighteen or nineteen-year-olds and three teenagers, none of them survived, so from then on, the villagers would only collect firewood on the outskirts and never go deep into the village."

Qi Meng pursed her lips, feeling a pang of sadness. Ten children, six families—how desperate and heartbroken the parents must be! And how much more tragic must it be for those families where two or three children perished together?

“Over the years, many people from both inside and outside the village have disappeared in the woods, their bodies never found. Everyone says it was the work of the villagers, which is why the team leader is so angry. He’s afraid you’ll end up like those who went in and never came out again.”

…………………………This is the dividing line for going to carry wild boars.

While waiting, Gu Zuozuo and her companion stripped the leaves off three nearby chestnut trees so much that they almost lost a layer of leaves, and piled up chestnuts into a small mountain.

"Leave it for now, I'll bring a sack back later and remove the thorns then."

"OK……"

"Gu Zhiqing! Meng Zhiqing! Where are you!"

A deep, resonant sound came from the foot of the mountain, startling countless birds into flight.

Hearing someone call their names, the two exchanged a glance and looked down.

Duan Jianhua, covered in sweat, led more than twenty young men up. After looking Gu Zuozuo and the other man up and down for a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief, relieved that they were not injured.

His gaze shifted to the surroundings, and when he saw the five large wild boars lying on the ground, even someone as calm as him instantly had a gleam in his eyes. He forgot all the grand principles he wanted to preach, not to mention the young men who had followed him, who had already pounced on them.

Ah! Meat!

"Ah! Pork!"

"My goodness! Five huge wild boars!"

"My dear mother and great-grandmother! So much meat!"