Grandpa Jiang couldn't help but tease his grandson for a while. After laughing, Grandma Rong gave him a thumbs up and praised him sincerely:
"Zimo is amazing, his skills are worthy of being a soldier."
Then he glanced at his sweetheart, feeling a little worried. With his size and abilities, and the prey all over his body, he must have weighed at least three or four hundred pounds. If there was a conflict after marriage, wouldn't a punch from this sandbag-sized fist kill his sweetheart?
She quickly shook her head and didn't dare to think about it anymore. At the same time, she once again began to waver in her decision to marry her darling to him.
For some unknown reason, Jiang Zimo's dark, sharp eyes turned towards Rong Qing. Feeling his gaze, Rong Qing gave an awkward yet polite smile: "Great."
Jiang Zimo's eyes flashed, and the fingertips holding the prey trembled slightly. The movement was so subtle that no one noticed.
Grandma Rong looked at the prey scattered on the ground, thought for a moment, and suggested, "Guaibao and I can pickle the other hares, pheasants, deer, and roe deer tonight. As for this wild boar, why don't we invite the villagers over tonight to have some fun."
You have to know that this was only the first year of the household contract responsibility system, and every household could only eat until they were 50% to 60% full. For them, meat was something they looked forward to from the beginning of the year to the end, and they would look forward to it until their eyes turned green, and they would only be able to eat one or two pieces during the Chinese New Year.
Grandpa Jiang naturally had no objection, because he also knew that Grandma Rong would return to this village to live in the future:
"Okay, then Xiaomo and I will clean up together."
"Well, let's put the other prey in the earth cellar for now. Guaibao, go talk to the village chief and then find those good cooks in the village."
"Well, I'm going."
Grandpa Jiang immediately pushed Jiang Zimo when he saw this:
"You little bastard, what are you doing? The road is so slippery and Qing is so fragile. What if she falls? Come with me!" By the way, let the villagers get to know you. You little bastard, you don't even know how to take care of your own wife?
Just as Jiang Zimo was about to raise his foot, she immediately stopped him:
"No, I can do it myself. The wild boar is so big, it's too difficult for two old people to handle it. You stay here and help."
After saying that, without giving him a chance to speak, he quickened his pace and left. Rong Qing went to find the village chief first.
When the village chief heard about this good thing, he immediately responded with great joy:
"Hahaha, okay, okay, Aunt Rong and Qing, on behalf of the entire village, I thank you. Let's go, let's go find someone. Our village hasn't been so lively since the autumn harvest. Hahaha, if they knew there was meat to eat, they would definitely be overjoyed!"
Aunt Wang from the village head's family also came forward cheerfully:
"It's freezing cold, and you've only just recovered from your illness. I can just ask someone to cook. You should just go home and wait."
When Rong Qing left the village chief's house, he was followed by the village chief's entire family. Even his three-year-old grandson, with a big snotty nose and bared teeth, ran behind him, acting like the happiest little tail, repeating over and over again: "Hey, hey, there's meat to eat, time to eat meat!"
She also once again experienced people's desire for meat in that era and the fact that the entire country was in ruins and had extreme material scarcity.
Unable to resist the enthusiasm of the village chief and Aunt Wang, Rong Qing had no choice but to roll up her sleeves and walk home. However, when she reached a bend, she suddenly thought of something and then headed straight for the river behind the village.
The villagers have hardly ever conducted any formal large-scale salvage on this glacier. There are a lot of fish in it, and she also had a small harvest.
It’s a pity that I can’t go to the big reservoir in the county.
The fish there are bigger and fatter!
When I returned home, I could hear the laughter and joy coming from the yard from afar. As soon as I stepped into the yard, the aunts and sisters-in-law in the village greeted me warmly:
"Oh, Qing girl is back. I really have to thank your boyfriend for this. He is really capable."
"Yes, yes, who says it isn't? A wild boar like this must weigh at least 200 pounds. We can finally have a good meal of meat..."
"Come here, Qing girl, my aunt doesn't have anything good, so I brought you some homemade roasted hazelnuts and dried sweet potatoes..."
"And my sister-in-law's. These are all freshly picked mushrooms from the mountains this year. I didn't have time to go to the county town to sell them, so I dried them all. I have exactly half a bag here, but they're a little mixed. Don't mind."
Rong Qing was suddenly surrounded by all kinds of enthusiasm, and she was a little overwhelmed. Suddenly, a round figure squeezed in, blocking her and the enthusiastic aunts and sisters-in-law, and reached out to take the things they handed over one by one:
"Give it all to me, give it all to me. I'll put it all in the kitchen later. Everyone, hurry up and help Grandma Rong and the others in the kitchen. Make it and eat it sooner, otherwise you'll just be drooling."
"Qing girl, we'll go to the kitchen to help you with your milk. Remember to eat the snacks, they're all homemade."
"Thank you, aunts and sisters-in-law. I will eat it."
Li Fuxiang smiled a little foolishly and looked at them:
"Go, go quickly! There will be meat to eat soon, but you should save some space for it!"
After everyone had dispersed, Rong Qing realized the enthusiasm of the villagers. The chubby Li Fuxiang was surrounded by burlap sacks, snakeskin bags, flour bags, baskets, and baskets, and his arms were full.
"Puchi, your style is very unique!"
Rong Qing couldn't help laughing, and suddenly a not very harmonious voice interrupted:
"How come there are so many things, Rong Qing? I really envy you. This is enough to eat for a long time."
You don't need to look sideways to know who is making this pretentious voice.
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