This year, Shen Anning and the educated youth still worked together with Aunt Sufen and others to make sticky rice dumplings. The two children in the family loved them, so this year they made 120 kilograms of them, just like last year.
Now she has learned how to make sticky rice dumplings, and she can make them at home after eating them.
Zhao Xiuhua and Zhou Erlan were busy sitting on the kang, but they were a little absent-minded and would look at the sky outside from time to time.
"Look, look, don't worry too much, it's not the first time for these men to go up the mountain. The best hunters from both villages have gone there."
Geng Sufen looked at the two of them and said, "Xiuhua, your Li Daguo has a hunting skill inherited from his ancestors. He has been fine for so many years. And with this group of people, if something went wrong, they would definitely come down in time."
"And Erlan, you don't have to worry. Your husband is very strong and smart."
Shen Anning, Xu Hongxia and others sitting on the side also laughed along.
"Yes, auntie, the uncles will definitely come back safely."
"That's right, the uncles are all good fighters picked from the two villages, they will definitely be fine."
The snow was heavy this year, so the village heads and party secretaries of the two villages discussed together and decided to send fifteen people each to form a winter hunting team to go up the mountain. After all, in the Northeast, people live by the mountains and the water.
Shen Anning and her friends spent three whole days making bean buns. The men who went hunting also stayed in the mountains for three days without returning. Every day, several people in the village formed an observation team and took turns to go to the foot of the mountain to wait for people.
The 26th day of the lunar year is the day designated for slaughtering the New Year pig. Early in the morning, before everyone went to the threshing ground, the village radio and gongs began to sound one after another.
The door of Shen Anning's courtyard was also slapped.
Hearing the noise, Shen Anning immediately put on his clothes and climbed down from the kang, opened the door of the infirmary, and it turned out that the people who went hunting in the mountains had returned.
“Shen Zhiqing, quickly bandage them up. They were hit by the wild boar’s tusks.”
Li Daguo and several strong men supported the two people, with some anxiety on their faces.
“Come in first and sit on the stool. I’ll get the gauze.” Shen Anning took out the hemostatic and anti-inflammatory drugs and alcohol from the medicine cabinet and looked at the wound carefully.
After bandaging the wounds, he said, "It's okay. No bones were hurt, and the wounds aren't deep. They're just a bit stretched. Don't touch water for the next few days. Change the bandage every three days. It should heal in about half a month."
"Okay, then, Mr. Shen, please put the account down first. The threshing ground is still waiting for us to divide the meat."
Shen Anning smiled. It seemed that he had gained a lot this time. "Okay, uncle, don't worry."
Watching several people walking towards the threshing ground, Shen Anning went to Aunt Sufen's house next door first, "Aunt, are you at home?"
"Hey, An Ning, I'm just about to go to the threshing floor. Come with me. Are those two injured people okay?"
"It's okay, the wound will heal in half a month."
Zhao Sufang pulled Shen Anning, "Okay, then you come with me. We've got a lot of harvest this time, two wild goats, four roe deer, a wild deer, and more than twenty pheasants and rabbits. It's really lucky for these people this time. They all turned around and prepared to go down the mountain and picked up a wounded wild boar."
Shen Anning smiled. She thought the wild boar was beaten, but she didn’t expect it to be like this.
According to the distribution standards of the two villages, people who go up the mountain get five pounds of meat first. This is the rule, and the rest is divided equally among households. Shen Anning plans to get venison for her share. To be honest, she seems to have never eaten it because wild deer are no longer allowed to be hunted in later generations.
The threshing ground is very busy today. Those whose families are going up the mountain have already lined up, waiting to get their five pounds of meat first.
It took about an hour to get Shen Anning's turn. Halfway through, Shen Anxuan came over with a porcelain basin, waiting to receive the pig-killing dish later.
There are many people in the village, and each household is allocated a limited amount of meat, one catty and two taels. Shen Anning wanted all the venison. She heard that roasted venison was particularly delicious, so she planned to try it in the evening.
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