"Look, little one. All of Uncle Chen's belongings are here."
Lu Cheng opened the lid of the iron box and saw the intact bullet.
"Hit! I went back to hunt for these bullets and gave them to Uncle Chen. How much is the other bullet? I'll buy it for Uncle Chen."
Chen Guifu shook his head and said, "These first ten are my decision on behalf of the village. I give them to you to drive away the wild boars. It's up to you to ensure a good harvest for today's crops."
"What about the ten bullets at the back? How much is one? I'll buy them."
Chen Guifu said in embarrassment: "Cheng, it is Uncle Chen who is making things difficult for you. If you work as a hunter in the village, you will get a salary of ten yuan a month, and I have also applied for ammunition, but you have to be responsible for guarding the crops for the village."
"Of course, but these wild boars are so elusive that I can't predict where they will appear in advance!"
"Chen Guifu immediately said: "Don't worry about this. You are protecting the crops. As for the wild boars or roe deer, you can just shoot them to scare them."
Chen Guifu also knew that when facing wild boars, if he really asked Lu Cheng to kill them, it would be too much to ask, and it would be a mistake to just shoot them away.
Chen Guifu said: "But we need to record where each bullet was used, and we cannot use them randomly."
"Okay, thanks, Uncle Chen!"
Chen Guifu took another look at the bullet reluctantly.
He also wanted to go hunting in the mountains, but now he was the village chief, he received a monthly salary, and his family could get by, so there was no need for him to risk his life by going into the mountains.
Lu Cheng carried the hunting rifle on his back and hung the bullets on his body.
Chen Guifu gave him a bunch of keys, which were located in a small courtyard on the side of the mountain.
It was once lived by hunters.
But since that hunter went into the mountains and never came back, several people from Liuye Village have gone into the mountains one after another, but they also never came back. The village chief only gave his gun to Lu Cheng first, because there were many wild wolves in the mountains, so the gun was the life of the whole village.
The gun that the village chief applied for at the police station was also brought to light.
Now that Lu Cheng has returned safely, the villagers are spreading the news among themselves.
This Lu is most likely the hunter chosen by the mountain god.
He is here to protect the village.
Lu Cheng slept for a while in the small courtyard at the foot of the mountain. He vaguely heard some footsteps, but they were only outside the courtyard, and there was no knocking on the door or shouting.
Lu Cheng had gotten enough sleep, so he got up from his simple earthen bed and went out of the courtyard. He saw two cabbages, a handful of lettuce, another handful of green onions, and a clean bag of steamed dried sweet potatoes on the ground.
Lu Cheng knew in his heart that these were given to him by the villagers.
Being a hunter in the village almost meant that one had to fight wild boars, roe deer, or wolves all the time.
Some villagers with better conditions in the village would come every few days to send some gifts.
Lu Cheng carried all the dishes to the kitchen, filled a pot with well water, and washed it several times, finally making the rusty pot shiny.
Lu Cheng boiled some water, cut some cabbage into the soup, threw in a few pieces of dried sweet potato, cut some green onions, sprinkled a pinch of salt, and started eating from the bowl at the door.
He had to eat quickly and go to the village to explain to his mother that he would be the village's hunter from now on. He would be paid ten yuan a month, and Guo Xiuxiu would go to collect it every month.
At that time, three yuan was enough to buy meat for a day in the county town, but in the countryside, it was enough for ordinary people to buy enough oil, salt, sauce and vinegar for a month, as well as some medicine for headaches and fevers.
Of course, many things are obtained from the black market, or various tickets obtained from other people.
In the evening, Guo Xiuxiu heard that Cheng wanted to be a hunter in the village and receive a salary from the government, and Cheng gave all the salary to Guo Xiuxiu to arrange.
Guo Xiuxiu was crying, with snot and tears falling from her eyes.
Guo Xiuxiu couldn't stand it. Living in the hunter's yard meant she was ready to sacrifice her precious life at any time.
This decision made Guo Xiuxiu burst into tears.
Sanya was still confused: "Mom, is it okay for my brother to be a hunter? Why are you crying all the time?"
"Third girl, Mom is very sad."
Lu Cheng was in the yard and heard Guo Xiuxiu crying in the house, but he still insisted on being a hunter.
Because this is his chance. He is a sharpshooter. If he cannot protect the villagers in the mountains, what is the point of his rebirth?
"Hey, these are eggs from home, take them."
Lu Yan packed all the pheasant eggs in a small cloth bag and gave it to Lu Cheng.
"Brother, comfort our mother. Even if I am a hunter, I will protect myself well, and I will come back often for dinner."
Lu Cheng originally planned to live directly in the small courtyard at the foot of the mountain, but after seeing Guo Xiuxiu crying like this, he decided to come back and live there more often.
Let Guo Xiuxiu see that he is at peace, and I believe that Guo Xiuxiu will be more open-minded about his decision to become a hunter.
Lu Cheng saw San Ya. It was early winter and it was snowing, but she was wearing a pair of slippers.
My toes were red and painful, and I had several frostbite.
Just looking at this makes people feel sorry for her.
Moreover, the plastic slippers were requested by the girl from my uncle's family, and she picked them up and wore them like they were treasures.
Lu Cheng secretly decided that he would bring back a pair of white cloth shoes from the county tomorrow and make sure San Ya also wore new shoes.
Lu Cheng left when it was getting dark.
He had to guard several places in the mountains where wild boars often appeared.
It's probably just a matter of guarding for an hour or so. As long as there are people guarding the exit down the mountain, the wild boars won't dare to act too recklessly.
Lu Cheng stayed there for more than an hour, during which time he was approached by several small insects.
Sometimes a little mouse would sneak past him.
In addition, a few hares escaped.
But if you become a hunter and get paid, you have to protect the crops.
In today's weather, many villagers dig sweet potatoes during the day and then send them to the sweet potato kiln.
But the sweet potato kiln was discovered by wild boars, otherwise the sweet potatoes would have been destroyed by them.
Although there is a chance to trap wild boars, wild boars are like thieves, they eat and run away.
A few days ago, several households had their sweet potatoes eaten up by wild boars.
Just when Lu Cheng thought he was on guard today, a wild boar dared to come.
Who would have thought that a pig's head suddenly popped out from the bushes, and the black pig skin looked like a ghost in the moonlight.
Lu Cheng pointed the gun at its body and fired "Bang!"
The leading wild boar was very clever and I didn't hit it.
But the pig following behind it was not so lucky. The first shot: "Bang!"
The wild boar behind the leading pig grunted a few times and then fell to the ground.
Lu Cheng was alone, and the wild boars seemed to be considering an attack.
Lu Cheng is also a smart hunter because he used to be a sharpshooter.
Although the first shot missed, it hit the wild boar at the back.
Then the second shot was fired, and the injured boar was unable to walk.
The pig fell to the ground and squealed.
Today, the wild boar leader, Ma 껗, turned his head and grunted a few times, then led the other wild boars away.
That direction was towards the mountain of another village.
Lu Cheng was thinking, with so many wild boars, if he could hunt one every once in a while, the young and old in the village would have more meat to share.
Because this is a hunter's job, so it was so easy to get a hunting rifle.
Hunting rifles are all public property, and private individuals are free to own them.