Chapter 43 Zhao Laowu
Zhao Yi is now wealthy, with more than a hundred yuan in his arms.
The Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, and Zhao Yi came to the black market to make some simple purchases. He bought four or five packs of cigarettes at ten cents a pack, and several bottles of bulk wine at one cent each.
I also bought some of Zhang Jing's favorite cakes, as well as lard and rapeseed oil.
I spent almost ten dollars before I set off for home.
Zhao Yi gave a bottle of wine and a pack of cigarettes to each of the three waves of people with red armbands on the road.
"Did this kid get rich?"
One of them looked at Zhao Yi's back and asked his captain.
"Whether he gets rich or not has nothing to do with us. He is so sensible, we just need to turn a blind eye. This kid is quite sensible. We will have some wine tonight."
Zhao Yi went into the city too frequently. They were not fools. If they sent so much food to their relatives every day, how could their own families survive?
Sometimes Zhao Yi would also give them fish and loaches, so whenever Zhao Yi passed under their noses, they would just say hello with a smile and let him go. As for the letter of introduction, they didn't even ask about it, because Zhao Yi would be returning around this time anyway.
There is no benefit for them to catch Zhao Yi's things. There are so many people and they are gossipy. They may spit out what they swallowed with profit. It's good this way. They can have a fish from time to time, and occasionally eat the loach that makes them drool just thinking about it.
It was Zhao Yi who gave them the food, not something that was found through search.
Halfway up the mountain, Zhao Yi walked down the mountain.
"Brother Zhao Yi."
Zhao Yi heard a burst of shouting.
The voice sounded like Zhao Laowu's, but when I was a child, my grandparents often taught me that if I heard a voice calling me from behind after entering the mountains, I should never look back.
Soon the sound was getting closer and closer, and Zhao Laowu ran directly ahead of Zhao Yi.
"Brother Zhao Yi, didn't you hear me calling you?"
Zhao Laowu said breathlessly.
"I heard it, but you know you must not turn around when you hear your name in the mountains."
Zhao Yi said with a helpless smile.
Zhao Laowu then scratched his head. He realized that he had just called Zhao Yi's full name. It might have been better if he called him Brother Xiaoyi.
"Brother Yi, I got a wild boar. I may not be able to get it back by myself. If you help me, I will give you some."
Zhao Laowu looked at Zhao Yi and said with a smile.
The biscuits and pastries that Zhao Yi gave me last time must have been very expensive. They were not sold in the supply and marketing cooperatives in the commune. They must have been precious things that were only sold in the county town.
"You killed him alone?"
Zhao Yi said in surprise.
"Yes, I borrowed the captain's gun and went into the mountains to get some game. I promised to give him half at night. I shot him dead with a gun."
Zhao Laowu said with a smile, and Zhao Yi then saw the rifle carried on his back.
This kind of gun will kill any animal, not to mention wild boars.
"How about I go back and bring a knife with me, cut the fruits smaller in the mountains, and then carry them back?"
Zhao Yi asked.
"No need. It's only about 200 pounds. We'll take turns carrying it. We'll leave the mountain after dark. I'm just a little afraid of the dark."
Zhao Laowu said embarrassedly.
Zhao Yi glanced at the tall and strong Zhao Laowu. It would be hilarious to tell others that a man like him was afraid of the dark.
This is thanks to the elderly in my family who always tell ghost stories to their grandchildren.
Only then did Zhao Yi realize why Zhao Laowu ran over in a hurry when he saw him in the mountains. It turned out that he was afraid of being alone when it got dark, but he didn't want to go out of the mountains too early for fear of being seen by the villagers and having the wild boar taken away.
"You kid are afraid of the dark and you still go hunting in the mountains?"
Zhao Yi came to the wild boar and carried it on his shoulders, and Zhao Laowu helped to carry the backpack and walked down the mountain.
"If I had gotten a pheasant or rabbit, I would have hidden it and gone home. Who knew I would be so lucky to encounter such a big one."
Zhao Laowu said embarrassedly.
"If you shoot pheasants and rabbits with a gun, the captain will fight you to the death."
Zhao Yi smiled.
"Why wouldn't he be happy if I gave him half anyway?"
Zhao Laowu said with a smile.
Most of the young people in the village have participated in militia training and training organized by the county armed forces department. Almost all of them can shoot guns, and many female comrades can do the same.
Unless the person does not want to go, almost everyone will undergo serious training for one or two months.
So it's not surprising that Zhao Laowu can shoot a gun. Zhao Yi can shoot too, but he just didn't dare to borrow a gun from the militia captain.
As the sky gradually darkened, the two men took advantage of the cover of night to carry the wild boar to Zhao Laowu's house.
Although I said that I had separated from my eldest brother and his wife, in fact, there was not much difference between us and not separating at all. We still lived in the same yard and ate from the same pot.
When Zhao Laowu has enough adobe bricks, the villagers will help him build a mud-wall house.
When Zhao Lao Da's wife heard the noise and came out to check, she saw Zhao Yi and Zhao Lao Wu carrying a wild boar into the kitchen. She was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth.
Hurrying into the kitchen to help.
Not long after, Zhao Yi was given a pig's hind leg. He washed it, put it on a backpack, and then returned home carrying the backpack.
Zhang Jing pushed open the gate and walked into the house. She came out and was slightly surprised to see the pig's hind legs in Zhao Yi's backpack.
"Where did the boss get it?"
Zhang Jing pointed at the pig's hind leg that Zhao Yi was carrying.
Zhao Yi put the backpack in the main room and smiled.
"Help Lao Wu, he will give me some of my share, so we will have meat for the Mid-Autumn Festival."
Zhao Yi smiled.
As he spoke, Zhao Yi handed all the money in his arms to Zhang Jing, including more than ninety yuan.
Zhang Jing knew that this was the money left over from Zhao Yi's sale of wild boar meat, so she happily took the money and hid it in her own small box.
He hurried to the kitchen to help Zhao Yi make dinner.
"I'm going to the city to deliver fish in a couple of days. You can give one portion of these things to my mother, one portion to my parents, and one bottle of wine to the captain."
Zhang Jing came out from her busy work, and Zhao Yi took out a few bottles of wine. This kind of wine costs 70 cents a bottle on the black market. Because it is bulk wine, it costs 70 cents a bottle, and the bottle costs one cent.
Zhao Yi divided the cigarettes and alcohol into three parts.
No one would drink it except his father.
"I'm inviting my parents over for a meal during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Remember to tell them what I want to say when you get there."
Zhao Yi warned.
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Zhang Jing looked at the things Zhao Yi took out and nodded. There was her favorite mung bean cake. Zhang Jing picked up a piece and put it in her mouth. While eating the mung bean cake, she began to sort things out. She knew that Fourteenth Zhao Yi was going to the city to deliver fish.
The coal mine will also be closed during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and his father Zhao Dahai will come back from the coal mine at that time.
Last time, my father gave me half a pound of pork from his own family, but I didn’t even have a meal. Since his attitude towards me has changed, I have to change my attitude as well.
early morning.
Zhao Yi went to work with Zhang Jing.
Now that the autumn harvest is over, there is almost no life left in the fields. Once the rapeseed is harvested, there will really be nothing left to do.
Everyone worked very hard to harvest the rapeseed. Apart from the rapeseed that was handed in, the rest was used to press and distribute the rapeseed oil in the village.
Zhao Laowu came to Zhao Yi and invited Zhao Yi to his home for dinner with a smile.
"I won't go. I have a lot of things to do. This is for you."
Zhao Yi took out the two mung bean cakes that Zhang Jing had placed with him and handed them to Zhao Laowu.
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