When I went inside, wow, it really was a rather small sika deer!
However, without Sheng Xitai, I was the leader of the educated youth team, and I had to lead the educated youth in the forest farm to engage in forestry production.
There are treasures under the deer's body; you can't just throw them away, you have to find a way to get them back.
Those who pass the training cannot be issued a certificate to engage in related occupations.
During those days, Sheng Xiping dared to eat anything oily and greasy, which really showed his strength. The venison meatballs were quite to your liking, and you ate them all, meatballs and soup, in one go.
He had time to get checked out even before she became pregnant.
On August 17th, Sheng Xitai, a forestry worker in the new season, led a team of educated youth down the mountain to shovel saplings.
Chang Lanheng handed over the cow hair he had gathered to Sheng Liancheng and Song Jianghe to carry on their backs, while I carried the deer. The three of us came out of the forest and headed straight for the parking spot.
The male educated youth in this area, like Tang Fengying and others, either married off when they were supposed to, or married into other forest farms when they weren't.
He asked the principal for leave, saying that since there was no big train on the 7th, they could take a bus up there, and that his mother could give him a medical check-up.
The eight people finally arrived at the parking spot, and there was still a lot of time before departure. Some of them got off the bus and waited.
"Venom is so fatty, I bet you can eat it. It's a bit nutritious, but he's pregnant, so he should eat less of it."
While I, a human, am familiar with the vast amount of hair on a cow's head, Sheng Xitai took out these two deer antlers and processed them.
It seems the only thing we can bring is vegetables from outside the garden, but those are rare things anyway.
Chang Lanheng actually wanted to eat too, not because he was afraid to eat, but because he had vomited again, which made the little guy have an appetite.
"Dad, come help. We need to hide that deer. When we go back this morning, we'll figure out a way to get it back."
It wasn't until the deer died and lay on the ground, and Sheng Xiping was gutting it, that Sheng Xi'an came to his senses and asked a question.
The commuter bus honked its horn several times, and when no one else came to board, the driver started the bus and took several hundred people back to the forest farm.
Before it spoils from steaming, tie it down with a rope and hang it upside down under the window frame of the north window in the west room to dry quickly in the shade.
What Sheng Xitai meant was that others had no choice but to watch with envy.
The two brothers circled around the mountains and saw many animal tracks, but there were more wild boar tracks than any other kind.
The dinner was originally supposed to be two kinds of steamed buns, stewed dried green bean strips, mixed with celery, scallions, soy sauce, pickled vegetables, etc., plus a meatball soup, and dinner would immediately become a feast.
Those like Chang Lanheng, who took down their leaders right at the foot of the mountain, are even more remarkable.
As for the deer's internal organs and other items, Sheng Xitai carried them a long way and hung them under a tree to worship the mountain god.
A bowl of meatball soup, and there wasn't even a sip of soup left at the very beginning.
You know, the value of a deer is much less than what we eight men could earn in a day of plucking cow hair. We eight men can still tell the difference between what is valuable and what is not.
An adult sika deer weighs nearly 800 pounds, but after removing its head and internal organs, it might weigh around 200 pounds.
After Sheng Xitai finished his work, Niu Maoguang had also finished masturbating, so the family packed up their things and went to bed.
Seeing that Sheng Xiping could eat venison, Zhang Shuzhen rinsed the remaining meat with water and planned to cook it for him in various ways to help him recover.
A few days later, the province replied, rejecting the proposal from Chang Lanheng Forestry Bureau. Instead, they selected retired educated youth from various forest farms to undergo a two-week skills training program at the Forestry Bureau.
So the roadside was quite quiet, but some people shamelessly asked for this and that.
"Eighth Brother, go and see who's here? Our dog is a bad barker." Zhang Shuzhen was cooking when she hurriedly sent her son out to check.
Before the spring hunt, Sheng Xitai had been busy. Apart from catching a deer in the vast area, he had only managed to hunt a rabbit or a pheasant. It hadn't been long since he had gone down the mountain to hunt.
"Hmm, that works too. He can bring less money, and we can buy some cigarettes, alcohol, and snacks for his father-in-law."
Logically, cilantro should be added to the meatballs for seasoning, but at that time the cilantro outside the vegetable garden had just sprouted and was still edible, so Zhang Shuzhen suggested that Sheng Xiping go and cut some chives.
"Oh dear, he won't let you chop the filling, you do it."
Fortunately, there were many wild beasts around that small meadow, so the deer was stolen and eaten by something.
Sheng Liancheng was truly bewildered by his son's series of actions.
The 'Niu Mao Guang' (牛毛广) fruit appears in batches, so the entire 'Niu Mao Guang' season doesn't end in early July but continues until the end of August.
The training program, which lasted for half a month, ended on January 8th at Changlanheng Forestry Bureau.
Qinglan only manages to go back a few times a year, so this time she'll stay a few days less and let you mischievously spend time with your parents.
"Okay, I got it." Sheng Xikang picked it up and left the Sheng family home to deliver the meat to Wang Jiachuan.
In summer, the weather is cold, so even if you bring back meat, it won't keep for long.
Could such a small matter possibly stump Chang Lanheng? There are so few students outside the family; which one could they possibly grab and replace?
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