Not to mention that Meng Sheng led people in the mountains to search for the wild boar family based on their memories.
Feng Yijia from the village had just sent someone away when he turned around and saw his father appearing from nowhere and floating under the eaves.
With a pale face, he asked, "Where did Meng Sheng recruit so many people?"
Feng Yijia didn't know if he had heard anything about that terrible mother, so he said calmly, "He came from the city to hunt!"
Feng Youcai curled his lips and muttered, "I'm so bored every day, looking for trouble!"
There was no need to think, he must be talking about Meng Sheng. His father had always disliked people and would look down on them from time to time. Feng Yijia pretended not to hear what he said.
Feng Youcai continued to grumble in dissatisfaction: "It would be fine if he just caused trouble for himself, but he also made you run around in circles.
He doesn't know how to feel sorry for others at all.
That is to say, pick the tallest one among the short ones, otherwise...
snort! "
Feng Yijia felt relieved. It seemed that her father did not hear what Yang Yuchuan said and did not mention anything about their mother.
As for his nagging, she simply turned a deaf ear to it. In her father's heart, there was probably no one in the world who was worthy of him.
*
In early winter, the days gradually become shorter, and it gets dark before six o'clock.
It's neither south nor north here. It's better at noon, but the temperature in the morning and evening is only a few degrees, which makes my hands and feet a little cold.
There were no lights or televisions to help pass the time, so the villagers went to bed early.
It perfectly interprets the saying "work at sunrise and rest at sunset".
Feng Yijia prepared some Chinese medicine at home in the afternoon. She was called by her future mother-in-law to go next door for dinner to eat some leftovers from lunch. After returning, she washed up and went straight to bed.
Just when I was feeling a little sleepy, I heard a few gunshots like frying beans coming from the mountains far away.
It should be the noise made by Meng Sheng and his group when they encountered prey.
Feng Yijia knew that since they were many in number and had guns, nothing would happen, but he still couldn't help but feel worried and couldn't sleep.
He simply got up, lit a lamp and started reading the books he brought back from the mountains.
Feng Youcai, who was hanging on a tree outside, saw the commotion in his daughter's room, cursed the boy a few times, and then floated into the mountains with a sullen face.
Feng Yijia hadn't finished reading the two pages of the recipe when he heard his father humming by the window, "Don't worry, Meng Sheng is fine. He's quite lucky. He led those people to capture a group of foraging wild boars and is already on his way back. He estimates he'll arrive by midnight.
You'd better go to bed quickly. It's frosty outside and you won't feel cold just sitting there."
Feng Yijia blinked, blew out the lights and went to sleep as instructed.
But my face turned red when my father revealed my little thought.
Sure enough, in the middle of the night, I heard chaotic footsteps and low voices outside.
The light from flashlights and torches shone through the windows, casting shadows on the dark room.
Feng Yijia was woken up. He rubbed his sleepy eyes, got up quickly, dressed and went out of the house.
In the yard next door, a dozen young men had been working hard for a whole day and a half, and they all looked as wilted as eggplants hit by frost.
When he arrived at the place, he threw away the things he was carrying, groaned, found a stool to sit on, and didn't want to get up.
Meng Sheng dragged the heaviest wild boar alone and walked in the dark on the mountain road for several hours. He was so tired that his hands and feet were weak.
But he still managed to walk to the kitchen, and asked his mother, who had gotten up in the middle of the night to boil water and cook for everyone, "Is Feng Yijia home?"
Chen Hongxing added some firewood to the stove and asked in confusion, "Where else could she be at night if she's not at home?
We had dinner together that night, but she didn't say she was going out."
Meng Sheng felt relieved and asked again, "Is Yang Yuchuan back?"
Afraid that his mother didn't know who it was, he added, "It's the young man who left this afternoon."
Chen Hongxing shook her head: "No one has come back!"
After the words fell, he asked: "What's going on?
Have you offended him?
You were in a hurry to go up the mountain in the afternoon, and I didn’t have time to ask.
He came here specifically to hunt, so why is he leaving now?"
"Yang Yuchuan is Feng Yijia's biological mother's stepson. I guess he didn't come here for hunting..."
Meng Sheng recounted in detail what he had heard.
Chen Hongxing didn't expect that more than ten years later, she would hear news about Feng Yiji's mother again in this way.
I was stunned for a long time, not knowing what to say.
After a while, he finally comforted his son: "Don't think too much. Feng girl won't be fooled away by a few words from that kid.
You are getting married soon, so it is important to prepare for the wedding in a few days."
As the two were talking, the person at the center of the conversation walked into the kitchen.
Feng Yijia had sharp ears and heard the last part of the conversation. He guessed what the mother and son were discussing.
After glaring at Meng Sheng, who kept mumbling everything, he asked Chen Hongxing with a smile, "Auntie, do you want me to help you with something?"
"Look at you, you got up even though it's so cold.
Since you are here, come and help me light the fire. So many people have been wandering around in the mountains, covered in mud and blood. We can't sleep without boiling some hot water to wash.
I also have to make some noodle dumpling soup for everyone. You must be hungry after working so hard all night.
It can fill your stomach and also warm your body with a drink of hot water.
I went to tidy up the room and make the bed, but I didn't expect them to come back so soon and not prepare anything."
As Chen Hongxing spoke, she stood up from the stove and walked out of the kitchen.
It was obvious that they wanted to leave space for the two of them to have a good conversation.
Feng Yijia watched her future mother-in-law leave, then turned around and sat down in front of the stove to light the fire without saying a word.
Meng Sheng talked about people behind their backs, and although he didn't say anything bad, he still felt a little guilty.
He quickly ran to the simple rack where wild boars were kept in the yard, took out two wild pears, washed them with water, peeled them, and handed them to Feng Yijia. He smiled at her ingratiatingly and said, "I climbed up the tree to pick these big ones just for you.
I tried it. Although the core is a bit big, it is crispy, sweet and juicy, and tastes pretty good! ”
Feng Yijia snorted, took the pear and started to eat it.
Don’t say that this man is not very careful with his words, but the pears he picked are good.
As the sweet fruit flesh enters my throat, the slight awkwardness in my heart disappears.
Knowing that he was feeling uneasy, he gave him a reassurance.
"Is your share of the wild boar we hunted today?
Leave some wild boar meat, add the wild mutton and mountain deer we saved the other day, and there will be enough meat for the wedding in a few days!"
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