Chapter 37: Going into the mountains to hunt wild boars
"Village chief, their women usually eat very little..."
Ding, ding, ding. The village chief's welding cigarette stick hit the electric pole beside him, and the ash inside fell into the snow as he knocked.
"Xiang Wu, how can you lie with your eyes open? I usually do a lot more than you men."
One auntie couldn't bear it any longer and angrily retorted.
The women in the village also became angry at once. There was anger on their faces and their eyes seemed to be about to spit fire.
"Everyone is entitled to the supplies distributed by the government, but why do you say we are not worthy of them?"
"We don't do enough. Have you ever seen us do less? Since the heavy snow, I have chopped almost half of the firewood for our family."
"Which man here dares to say that his wife does nothing at home..."
There are still quite a lot of single men in the village, and for a while they started arguing in front of the village chief's house.
"I would say that you guys who don't contribute much to the village normally, aren't you ashamed to take so many supplies?"
"And you, Xiang Biao, you are the loudest one. You steal things from my fields every year. Do you really think I don't know?"
A middle-aged woman rushed to the man, yelling, and tried to snatch what was in his hand.
The woman's husband also followed her and tried to hold the man down.
"You stole so much food from my family in previous years, give it all back now..." The woman worked in the fields all year round, and the strength of her hands was not much different from that of a man.
"Enough, stop arguing..." The village chief stood up and shouted to everyone, and the chaotic situation was stabilized in time.
Xiang Yu silently took a few steps back, then turned around and walked into the heavy snow.
"Let's just leave it at that regarding the supplies. Stop arguing. I'm only following orders from above. If they eat more or less, that's their problem."
"The mountains are blocked by heavy snow now, and you don't have any heavy work to do at home. Everyone is idle and has nothing to do, so you don't have to exert yourself. Aren't you all eating the same food?"
"Just because you eat a lot, should I give you more? If that's the case, I'm afraid even if I give you all the supplies, it won't be enough for you to eat."
After the village chief finished speaking, he put tobacco into his pipe in silence, with fatigue in his cloudy eyes.
The surface of the snow boots on my feet was covered with a thin layer of snow, and the breath I exhaled turned into white mist and sprayed on my face.
Xiang Yu reached out and pulled the scarf that Ramon was covering his face. He had been outside for too long, and even though he was wearing winter clothes, he still felt the cold.
A figure carrying a backpack was walking slowly in the snow in front of him. When he got closer, Xiang Yu realized that the man was actually Xiang Cheng.
"Sister Xiang Yu," Xiang Cheng heard the voice, turned around and found it was Xiang Yu, then greeted her in a low voice.
His backpack was filled with all the supplies distributed this time, including those for the entire family.
"How is your father?" Xiang Yu thought about the injury on his father's leg and had already guessed about 70% of the situation.
"I'm much better now. Thank you Sister Xiang Yu for your concern," Xiang Cheng's eyes were bloodshot and he looked extremely tired. He was much calmer than before.
"Your father will be fine. Are we going to hunt wild boars in the mountains tomorrow afternoon?" Xiang Yu turned his head and looked at him.
"Okay, I'll come to see you tomorrow afternoon," Xiang Cheng's eyes flashed with a gleam of light. After the two walked together for more than ten minutes, they separated as they didn't want to go the same way.
After returning home, Xiang Yu kneaded the flour he had brought into buns, steamed them, and put them into the space. He also picked two relatively large sweet potatoes and put them in the stove to cook.
Just treat it as dinner. Steam the leftover sweet potatoes with the buns, cut them into pieces and dry them, and you can eat them as snacks.
Leaning on the sofa bed, Xiang Yu looked at the heavy snow falling outside the window. The crops in the space have matured recently.
The faint light from the oil lamp in the room swayed, and Xiang Yu's shadow swayed with it, and his even breathing sounded as if he was asleep.
Suddenly Xiang Yu opened his eyes, stretched, raised his hand to cover his lips and yawned, "I'm so tired..."
Recently, the crops in the space have matured. I have to collect some before going to bed every night and then clean them up with machines.
Wheat, rice, corn, and strawberries.
I picked the ripe food and stored it bit by bit, and before I knew it I had stockpiled nearly a hundred pounds.
After adding some coal into the furnace and making sure it could burn for a whole night, Xiang Yu fell asleep peacefully.
The next morning, when Xiang Yu was exercising around the village as usual, she discovered that not only Xiang Cheng and she were on the road, but even Xiang Yi was there.
The three of them ran quietly, no one paying attention to each other.
At 2:30 in the afternoon, when everyone was warming up by the fire after a meal, Xiang Cheng, wrapped up like a rice dumpling, appeared in front of Xiang Yu's door.
There was a sound from the door, and Xiang Yu took the axe and compound bow and went out.
This time Xiang Cheng did not bring his friends with him. It was just him and Xiang Yu, and they followed the route they took to hunt wild boars.
The two men searched along the snow for traces of wild boar, or even any other animal.
Most of the forests nearby have been cut down by villagers. Even if there are animals, they should have gone deep into the mountains.
Xiang Yu raised his hand and looked at the time. It was three o'clock in the afternoon.
"I'm going into the mountains. Do you want to go?" There must be dangers in the mountains.
"Go..." Xiang Cheng did not hesitate. He agreed almost as soon as Xiang Yu asked.
Xiang Yu glanced at him twice and said nothing. The snow was falling too heavily. Even if someone passed by at the foot of the mountain at this time,
Nor could one see that there were two people standing on the mountain.
Walking deeper into the mountains, when they saw a grove of trees, Xiang Cheng took the initiative to say, "Sister Xiang Yu, let's go our separate ways. I'll go on the left, and I'll call you if I find anything."
Xiang Yu had no objection, nodded in agreement and walked to the right.
As he walked, he used a dagger to scratch the trees as a mark.
After walking forward for about ten minutes, Xiang Yu heard Xiang Cheng's shouting, turned around and ran towards him quickly.
"Sister Xiang Yu, please come over and take a look..." Xiang Cheng said excitedly, and he used the small shovel in his hand to dig the snow at his feet.
When I walked over to Yu, I saw a pile of pig feces. Obviously, this should be their activity area.
"Shh, look again," Xiang Yu reminded in a low voice. The two of them smelled the stench in the air and searched around again.
Finally, we found the traces left by the wild boar on the pine tree on the right. We dug up the snow under the tree, but found that many of the traces had been buried.
But the two still found some dark and messy footprints.
"Sister Xiang Yu, there are footprints here too," the two of them searched around separately, and Xiang Cheng soon found some wild boar footprints.
Xiang Yu dug up the snow at her feet and found several wild boar footprints. This was obviously their activity area.
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