But it’s not like that now. Zeng Youhuo can only catch seven or eight pheasants in a week, and more than ten at most. But Zeng Wangcai can catch twenty at one time. How can they be compared?
"Okay, everyone, stop making a fuss!" Zeng Wangcai stopped the team from dispersing and reminded them, "There are still confiscated traps. This time my second uncle has planted more and walked farther, so maybe he can collect ten or eight. What my second uncle collects will be shared with the villagers."
Zeng Wangcai dared to say that he would not share what he collected with the villagers, but Zeng Youhuo was not so sure. He wanted to give a share without working, but it could not be given away for free.
After Zeng Wangcai's reminder, Goudan and the others came to their senses: "Right, right, right, let's go and have a look. It will be bad if the brats from Zhujia Village get there first."
"What's wrong with that?" Xiao Hu said murderously, "I think it's better to be robbed by them. It's good that they did the work for us. Anyway, we have to fight this fight."
While thinking about venting his anger for Zhang Xiuzhi, he also thought about revenge, so this fight was definitely necessary.
In fact, Zhang Xiuzhi was not angry. The main reason was that Zeng Wangcai felt that brother Zhu Damao must be taught a lesson. Why the hell did he take off his pants in front of an old lady and a woman... Even if it failed, he couldn't have that thought.
Would it be a bit aggressive?
It's just a violent temper. Once some people have an idea, they will find a way to put it into action. For example, Zhu Damao, who peeked at young wives taking baths in the village and knocked on widows' doors, if you don't beat him into submission, something bad will happen sooner or later.
About thirty or forty people formed a team, with Xiaohu and Xiaobao leading the way, followed by brothers Goudan and Gousheng, Zeng Wangcai and Zhang Xiuzhi in the second echelon, and marched all the way towards Zhujia Village in Niufenshan.
After walking for more than twenty minutes, the road suddenly narrowed. On the left was a stream extending from the cow dung mountain. It was several meters deep. There was not much water at the moment, and it was full of rocks. On the right was a wild pond. The water in the pond had dried up, with only a little water in the middle, and the rest of the place was mud.
Turning left from this road, the view that was blocked by the rocks of the Cow Dung Mountain suddenly became clear, so Xiaohu and Xiaobao facing the sun saw their brothers Zhu Damao, who were also on the narrow road about ten or twenty meters away.
The two people next to Zhu Damao's brothers were like Xiaohu and Xiaobao, carrying sticks with pheasants hanging behind the sticks. There were about seven or eight pheasants. However, unlike the team in Zengzhuang, the team in Zhujia Village was much longer, with at least sixty people.
Looking at the marching route of the Zhujia Village team, it is obvious that they are heading towards Zengzhuang. Now people from both sides have met here, and it has become a real case of enemies meeting on a narrow road.
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