Chapter 9: Acquired the skill of hitting the target with every shot, she wiped out the entire family that harmed her (Part 9)
"Little Fubao, you're back! Come and see if you like this wooden sword that your uncle made for you."
Fu Rong handed his handmade wooden sword to his niece. He was quite good at handicrafts.
So the cradle, seat, crib and other things that the original owner used when he was a child were all made by him.
"Thank you, Uncle Er. I like it very much."
After thanking his elders, Hu Xiaomeng took the wooden sword and instinctively practiced it a few times on the spot.
When the six brothers of the Fu family who were practicing calligraphy saw this scene, they gathered around and applauded and cheered.
The elders found it incredible, as if what she had just practiced was a set of sword techniques.
"Didn't someone come to our village to fight before? I saw someone else seemed to be doing the same moves, so I copied a few of them. Do you think I imitated them well?"
Seeing everyone's gaze, Hu Xiaomeng scratched her head awkwardly and smiled sheepishly. She had just forgotten that she was no longer the leader of the martial arts world.
"Looks like you did, really well. Uncle Er almost thought you had learned martial arts.
I wouldn't be too surprised if I saw you shooting and hunting in the mountains one day."
Fu Rong gave his niece a thumbs up. The gestures this girl made just now really had the aura of a martial artist.
A group of people gathered around her and talked for a long time before going to bed.
Early the next morning, the original owner's grandfather Fuquan took his four sons and took the goat to the market to sell it.
On the way, we met some early risers, including an old hunter in the village. He knew at a glance that the sacks contained goats.
"Uncle Fu, I went to sell goods early in the morning. Which of you is so powerful that he actually killed a goat."
The old hunter followed Fuquan and his three sons all the way and asked tentatively, but none of the Fu family's sons seemed to be able to hunt.
The villagers who got up early to fetch water heard the conversation here and stopped to listen.
Selling a sheep should earn them about three taels of silver, which is enough to cover their family's expenses for a year. They are really lucky.
"It was just luck. The sheep happened to be injured and we caught it."
Although my granddaughter said that the prey at home could not be concealed in the future, there was no need to hide it.
However, Fuquan thought that the longer he could keep it a secret, the better, as he was worried that some people who were jealous of the Fu family would take action against his granddaughter.
When the old hunter heard Fuquan's words, he knew it was a lie. Who would be so lucky as to come across a wounded sheep? Normally, he couldn't catch it even with a hunting rifle.
But he also knew that the other party was unwilling to say, and it was useless for him to continue asking. He would find out if he investigated it himself.
After the Fu family left, the old hunter asked around in the village, but to his surprise, the answer he got was that no adults had been to the back mountain in the past few days.
Except for some children who went to the back mountain to pick some wild vegetables and get some tree bark.
"Strange, the Fu family's bag actually contained a sheep.
But Fuquan has been working at the landlord's house with his young men these days, so who is going to go hunting?"
The old hunter asked around but couldn't get any answer. He squatted by the stream, scooping water to wash his face and muttering to himself.
"Uncle Mao, you just said that my great-uncle's family was carrying a sheep in a bag?"
Erya, who was washing vegetables by the stream, asked the old hunter in shock when she heard his words.
"Yes, this morning your great-uncle and several of his uncles took them to the market to sell.
Erya, did you go to the back mountain to pick wild vegetables yesterday? Did you see them carrying a sheep home?
In this village, he has always been the only one who can hunt big prey. The old hunter felt uncomfortable when he saw that the Fu family was able to hunt sheep. He felt that something that should belong to him was being taken away by someone else.
“No, but I saw Fubao and her brothers roasting pheasants in the back mountain, and they were eating them with such delicious taste.
I was wondering why they were so willing to eat the chicken, but after all this fuss, it turns out they killed goats and could sell them for a good price, so eating the chicken wasn't considered a big deal anymore."
Erya said with a look of jealousy and sarcasm that these people had hunted so many prey but refused to share even a piece of meat with her.
"What? They also had roast chicken?"
The old hunter was also jealous. He, who had been hunting all his life, couldn't bear to eat like this.
While the big and the small were jealous of the Fu family by the stream, Fox Xiaomeng was still sleeping soundly at home and having a sweet dream. In the dream, she was eating fried pork liver and braised pork intestines.
It was not until her grandmother woke her up and wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth that she realized she had been dreaming.
She always likes to turn her dreams into reality, so she decided to go to the mountains again today to see if she could encounter wild boars or something.
“Fubao, the bow and arrow my father made for you are made of wood, not the kind that can actually kill animals.
You won't be able to kill any animals even if you carry this thing into the mountains. Go back with my second brother."
After everyone had breakfast, Fu Er and Fu Si saw their sister secretly carrying a bow and arrow and running into the mountains, so they quickly caught up with her.
"Second brother, fourth brother, you two just stay here and guard, I'll go in and take a look.
I promise to be out in a moment. Don't worry, I won't joke with my own safety."
Fox Xiaomeng originally planned to take a bow and arrow and run away from home quietly, but he didn't expect that his second and fourth brothers would find out.
She could guarantee her own safety, but she couldn't guarantee that she could protect the two of them in times of danger. She could only ask them to stop and not run into the mountains.
“You are kidding me now, how can you go in alone?
The elders have said that the tigers and wolves there can devour a child in one gulp."
Fu Er and Fu Si each held their sister's arms and brought her back, but they almost got their feet caught in a trap.
"Strange, usually traps set by hunters are only found deep in the mountains, and this place is quite far from the mountains.
I remember there were no traps here yesterday. After all, there aren't many animals here, and it's more of a place where wild vegetables and mushrooms grow."
After seeing that his two brothers were almost caught, Hu Xiaomeng pulled them aside and squatted down to check the traps.
I found that there were three or four of them placed nearby, and they would be easily pinched if you were not careful.
"What are you three doing here? There are wild animals here. Don't stay here."
The old hunter set up a trap nearby and came out to see the three children of the Fu family. He even saw the youngest girl holding a bow and arrow.
"Uncle Mao, where are the wild beasts? We are here to hunt them today."
Hearing that there were wild animals around, Fox Xiaomeng became interested and hoped that a wild boar would make her happy.
“Fubao, fighting wild animals is no joke, wild animals can eat people.
Don't go near these places anymore, they are not the places you should be."
The old hunter was too impatient to continue talking to Hu Xiaomeng and the other two, so he just drove them away.
"After all this time, I thought you were concerned about us, but it turns out you were afraid we would come hunting.
This forest doesn't belong to you alone. Whoever has the ability can come and hunt, and whoever catches it owns it."
After Fox Xiaomeng finally understood the old hunter's implication, she spoke directly to him and made things clear.
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