Jiang Dahai followed Mo Dashuan to the county town, leaving only Jiang Yilu and his three children at home.
Si Ni and Ruan Ruan were playing the game of stringing strings on the kang. The method was very simple. All you needed was a rope, tie it into a circle, and two pairs of hands, and you could make all kinds of patterns.
At that time, there were few toys and the materials used for cat's tangle were simple. Girls in almost every household were experts at it. They could while away the whole day with just a piece of rope and never get tired of playing with it.
Ruan Ruan had just started playing this game and she was completely hooked on it. Si Ni was also very happy because there was usually no one to play with her at home. Jiang Yilu could play, but his skills were too advanced and ten Si Nis were no match for him.
He is a man who can make a flower rope into the shape of the Eiffel Tower by himself. After being frustrated again and again, Si Ni no longer wants to play with her freak brother.
The Jiang family also has a lot of small gadgets, such as loose sticks used for picking up sticks.
Jiang Cheng worked as a carpenter for a while before joining the army. Although his memory was rusty later, he still had no problem grinding some thin sticks. The Jiang family had a total of one or two hundred loose sticks that were polished smooth and thin. They were all polished by Jiang Cheng in his spare time. Because these small things were damaged quickly, Jiang Cheng made more so that his grandson could play with them at any time.
These loose sticks are of moderate thickness, and all the burrs have been polished away cleanly. When you hold them in your hand, they won't prick your hand at all.
In addition to this, the Jiang family also has various spinning tops and rolling hoops. Jiang Yilu once thought that another important reason why Guangpiao and his friends would stick to him was that he had toys that other children didn't have.
After all, the elders these days don’t have the time to spend so much time making those little gadgets for their children.
"Xiaobao, Xiaobao——"
Speak of the devil, here he appears. Just as Jiang Yilu thought of those guys, they appeared in the Jiang family in a hurry.
"Your house is still the best. When it's cold, you keep the kang heated all day long. Unlike us, we just want to put on more clothes to wrap ourselves up." Several people climbed onto the kang in a flash and let out a comfortable sigh.
The bald man took off his hat and touched his forehead. Although he didn't need to wash his hair, it was really a pain in the cold weather. Without a thick hat, his head was completely exposed to the outside world, and his brain was almost frozen.
He and Tiezhu took off their heavy cotton jackets. The heat in the kang was so strong that they were warm enough without jackets. Mo Xiangfang and Yu Xiaocao were still little girls after all. They were too embarrassed to take off their clothes. They just climbed onto the kang quietly and sat down honestly.
"Xiaobao, I just heard my dad and your dad say that they are going to the mountains to hunt wild boars."
Mo Xiangfang's eyes flickered, and he was obviously very interested in this matter.
"Wild boar!" Guangpiao exclaimed and licked his lips with his tongue. In his opinion, wild boar = pig = fat meat. How much meat would a wild boar have?
It was not surprising that Jiang Yiluo encountered a wild boar coming down the mountain in this life just like in the previous life. Although the unexpected appearance of Jiang Dachuan in the middle of the journey only strengthened Captain Mo's determination to ask his superiors for permission to hunt wild boars.
"After killing the wild boar, can the villagers share the meat? I want to eat lots of meat." Tiezhu touched the layers of fat on his stomach, his eyes narrowed into slits, and he grinned.
"Why are we still children? Otherwise, we can go up the mountain to help hunt, and we can get more meat." Mo Xiangfang sighed.
Qingshan Village has its own way of distributing the prey caught in the mountains. In addition to the part that is handed over to the state, the rest will be divided into two parts. One part is divided equally among the villagers, and the other part is distributed to those who go up the mountain to hunt. Whoever contributes more effort will naturally get more prey.
After all, there are risks when hunting in the mountains. Without enough rewards, who would be willing to take on such a dangerous job?
"Don't worry, when the meat is distributed, I will give you some of my share." Si Ni leaned close to Ruan Ruan's ear and whispered.
This was a revolutionary friendship that started from sharing egg custard. At that time, Si Ni never thought about whether her grandmother would hide the meat given to her.
Ruan Ruan had never thought about all this. After hearing what Si Ni said, she smiled happily and decided to eat egg custard tomorrow, and she must give more to her fourth sister.
Jiang Yilu was lying on the kang, listening to the conversation between the two, and smiled in his heart. How could Ruan Ruan be without meat? Going up the mountain to hunt wild boars was such a big deal. To be on the safe side, Uncle Mo would definitely bring all the young and strong men in the village. Uncle Dawu was so powerful, how could he be pulled down?
Several children were discussing enthusiastically about going up the mountain to hunt wild boars, and no one noticed Yu Xiaocao's embarrassed expression.
Like Ruan Ruan, she is not from Qingshan Village.
Although she now lives and eats in Qingshan Village, her household registration is still in the original place. All her food rations are saved from her aunt's house. Not only is it not her turn to distribute pork in the village, she doesn't even get a share of the grain.
During the time she has lived in her aunt's house, she has attracted a lot of gossip. No one's food comes from the wind. Her aunt will tolerate it because she is her only relative, but her aunt's husband's family will not.
These days, she tried her best to get along with Mo Xiangfang, wasn't it to make Jiang Dazhu's family endure for Mo Dashuan's sake? These days, she ate less than ever before. As long as someone at the table looked unhappy, she would put down her chopsticks and pretend to be full. Her stomach was basically always hungry, but in order to stay, she could only endure it.
The first time Yu Xiaocao knew about Ruan Ruan’s existence was from her aunt. The girl had no parents like her, and her grandfather was a reactionary. She now lived in the Jiang family.
In Xiaocao's heart, Ruanruan should be like himself, thin and small, and be bullied.
But when she saw Ruan Ruan, who was fair, pretty and cared for by everyone, Yu Xiaocao felt betrayed. She had the same experience as her, so why could she live better than her?
Yu Xiaocao glanced at Ruan Ruan, whose smile was dazzling, and lowered her brows.
"Who says children can't go to the mountains? I have learned all my grandfather's skills. If I go to the mountains, even if I can't catch a wild boar, I can at least catch a few pheasants." Guangpiao said boastfully.
Guangpiao's grandfather Jiangtang was an old hunter in the village. Before everything on the Daqing Mountain was nationalized, whenever he went into the mountains, he almost never came out empty-handed. Guangpiao often listened to his grandfather recalling his heroic deeds in the past, and always hoped to become an excellent hunter like his grandfather.
"Wow!" Tiezhu exclaimed. Guangpiao's grandfather is a legendary figure in the village.
It is said that there were blind bears in the deep mountains of Daqing Mountain in the early years. When Jiang Tang was young, he was skilled and brave. He went into the mountains alone in winter and met a blind bear that woke up from hibernation for some unknown reason.
In the quiet winter, such a living person appeared in front of the bear. The ending can be imagined.
It is said that black bears do not eat dead people. In fact, this is a rumor. Bears are omnivores. They eat everything, but they prefer to eat living things. When they are hungry, bears will even eat dead bodies. The black bear in front of him who woke up from hibernation was obviously extremely hungry. Lying down and pretending to be dead would only make him die faster.
Jiang Tang learned about the habits of blind bears from his master. The reason why blind bears are called blind bears is because Asian black bears are highly myopic and cannot see things a hundred meters away. They can only identify them by smell and sound.
Jiang Tang did not immediately run away, but slowly took off his things one by one and placed them on the ground to attract the bear's attention. Those things were stained with his scent, and he slowly backed away until he took off his last pair of pants and reached a corner where the black bear could no longer be seen. Then he ran back.
It was winter, and Jiang Tang was so cold when he ran down the mountain that he had frostbite in many places. Fortunately, he received timely medical treatment and managed to survive.
As a hunter who survived a blind bear, Jiang Tang was admired by the entire village.
However, he learned his lesson from this incident and never dared to go up the mountain rashly again. Whenever people in the village mentioned this incident, he would not be proud of it. Instead, he would warn the villagers to stay away from the mountains. He also warned his children and grandchildren not to go into the Daqing Mountain alone before they reached adulthood.
Guangpiao's personality is obviously very similar to Jiangtang when he was young. He is only seven years old, but his eyes sparkle when he talks about hunting wild boars.
Jiang Yilu noticed that he seemed to be ready to make some moves, and felt a little uneasy.
"Why don't we sneak in when the adults go into the mountains?" Guangpiao couldn't control the little beast in his heart, and said to the people present.
"Nonsense..." Jiang Yilu retorted with a straight face, "It's so cold, aren't we going to die if we go into the mountains? There are a lot of hungry beasts in the mountains now. Can we beat them with our weak arms and legs?"
"Besides, wild boars are extremely difficult to deal with. Those adults have to take care of us and hunt at the same time. They might get hurt because they are distracted from taking care of us. Have you forgotten the rules of your great grandfather? Do you still want to taste a meal of bamboo shoots and fried pork?"
Jiang Yilu was worried that Guangpiao would not listen to his advice and sneak away to the mountains by himself, so his tone became heavier and he criticized him with a stern face like an adult, which frightened Guangpiao.
"Xiaobao, why do you act like my grandfather?" Guangpiao touched his butt subconsciously.
He sneaked into the mountains half a year ago. When his grandfather found out, he beat him severely with a very thin branch. He still remembers the pain.
Children who have been beaten for doing bad things know that sometimes being hit by a thick branch doesn’t hurt much, but the thinner the branch, the more it hurts when it hits the flesh, and the wound heals very slowly, and the child cannot sleep well every day.
Guangpiao smacked his lips and muttered quietly: "Okay, okay, I won't go."
"That's right..." Tiezhu followed up with a sentence. Don't look at his fatness, his courage is inversely proportional to his body shape, and he can't be small.
The reason why Tiezhu, like Guangpiao and Mo Xiangfang, could dominate the circle of children in Qingshan Village was all because of his fierce and protective grandmother, Aunt Mo. If anyone dared to touch him, no matter whose fault it was, Aunt Mo's repeated scolding was enough to drive any family crazy. Over time, under the warning of their parents, the children in the village did not dare to provoke the little fat boy, for fear that if they provoke the younger one, the older one would come.
When he heard that Guangpiao was going to go up the mountain, he was frightened. It was only when Jiang Yiliu stopped him that he calmed down.
Guangpiao glared at the little fat boy and turned away angrily.
Jiang Yilu looked at his restless little eyes and thought to himself that he must keep a close eye on him on the day when the adults went up the mountain. It would be bad if he really sneaked up when no one was paying attention.
He sighed inwardly. He had promised to work hard in this life, but so far he had only brought back a few treasures from the scrapyard. Most of the time, he could only hang around a group of cute or naughty children. Could it be that his real mission in this life was to be the principal of a kindergarten?
Jiang Yilu covered his head and felt that the pain in his butt was gone, but his head started to hurt.
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