The threshing ground of Changhe Brigade.
Everyone in the brigade, from the elderly to infants, gathered here.
Even Xu Dong's grandmother, who was unsteady on her feet, was carried on Xu Dong's back.
"The commune's red flag flutters in the wind; the commune has many people and great strength..."
The commune's red flag flutters in the wind, and the flowers of happiness bloom towards the sun.
The road leads to heaven, and joy fills my heart...
Come, come, come…
The singing was cheerful and rousing, and everyone's face was filled with joyful smiles.
It was even more joyful and lively than the first time we ate together from the communal pot.
In the center of the threshing ground, the game that had been brought back was piled up into a small mountain.
The men in the village with some knife skills were slaughtering pigs and sheep, and Wang Hongmei, the wife of the village head, along with several capable women from the village, had already set up a pot and started boiling water.
Today, the whole brigade is having a pig-killing feast together.
The accountant, grinning, was recording the number of prey in a small notebook.
He had to wipe the drool from the corner of his mouth every now and then.
"Eight wild boars, fourteen wolves, seven wild goats, slurp—"
"Six deer, five roe deer... Slurp!"
The team leader was recording work points for the people going up the mountain. Each person received two full work points, which was 20 work points.
Lu Yuan alone recorded 100 work points.
The reasons were all thought out: Wen Qihang's 20 work points would be credited to him, he would get 20, and since the entire hunting trip was thanks to him, he would be rewarded with another 60 work points, for a total of 100.
No one had any objections; in fact, they felt the amount given was too little.
After the first wild boar was killed, buckets of boiling water were poured over it, and the hair was removed and the belly was gutted.
This wild boar is to be used for a stew; the rest is for dividing the meat.
However, the village cannot keep all the meat for distribution; some must be sent to the commune.
Lu Guoan and accountant Zhang Yongan discussed how much to send to the commune.
After considering everything, Zhang Yong'an decisively changed the number of wild boars to 6, the number of wolves to 4, the number of wild goats and deer to 2, and the number of roe deer to 1.
Lu Guoan coughed lightly with satisfaction, "Ahem, Lao Zhang, then send three wild boars, five wolves, one goat and one deer to the commune. There's only one roe deer, so forget it, send it to the commune too."
"Alright, Captain, I'll go pick out some game and arrange for someone to deliver it."
"Wait a minute, stab them a few times first, and send them over after they're completely dead, otherwise it'll be bad if they wake up and hurt someone."
He also reminded everyone, "Remember to have someone find a bucket to collect all the blood, don't waste it."
Pig's blood and deer's blood are both good things.
Zhang Yong'an nodded repeatedly, as he had the same idea.
They weren't worried that anyone would let it slip, so the remaining meat was distributed among everyone, and everyone benefited.
If you give them a couple of reminders, they'll shut up; otherwise, the whole village will suffer, and no one will escape.
No one would do anything to harm themselves.
Before the pig-slaughtering feast was even ready, the men in the village had already processed most of the meat.
People started lining up to get their share of the meat. Wild boar meat was divided per person: three jin for adults and one jin for children.
That's a lot, even more than what we get during Chinese New Year.
Other meat can be earned by paying work points or by buying it with money; no coupons are needed.
The Lu family consists of four people, including Wen Qihang and Old Man Liu.
There were 12 jin (6 catties) of wild boar meat in total.
Lu Yuan ordered a pig's leg directly.
The hunters get to choose first, and most of them pick the fattest cuts.
When it was Sun Maodou's turn, it was his father, Sun Dadou, who came to pick out the meat.
Lu Yuan asked him awkwardly, "Uncle Soybean, is Edamame still not awake?"
Sun Dadou waved his hand with a smile, "Not yet, he's sleeping like a log. Don't worry about him."
Lu Yuan gave an awkward laugh.
Wen Qihang, Xu Dong, the Lu brothers, and He Shenghua, who were standing nearby, couldn't help but shrug their shoulders.
They couldn't help but mention Sun Maodou.
While everyone was excitedly moving the prey on the mountain, after all the prey in one of the traps had been moved, Sun Maodou found a pill the size of a pigeon egg.
He picked it up curiously and said, "Why does it look like a dumpling?"
Upon seeing this, Lu Yuan thought to himself, "Isn't this just doughy stuffed with noodles?"
It was probably blocked by the prey in the pit, which also prevented the scent from spreading and thus stopped attracting more prey.
But now...
He snatched it away and quickly stuffed it into his mouth.
Don't get me wrong, it wasn't his own mouth, it was Sun Maodou's.
The guy initially wanted to spit it out, but then he realized it really was dough, and it even smelled strangely good. So he actually ate it.
Then, with a thud, he fell to the ground.
It startled everyone and made them extremely anxious.
Lu Yuan had no choice but to tell the truth.
There were plenty of smart people in the group who made the connection to the fact that all the prey were unconscious.
Then I realized it was all his doing.
Lu Yuan knew he couldn't hide it anymore, so he didn't deny it, but he didn't say that it was his wife who made the medicine. He put all the blame on Gao Weishan.
Everyone had no doubts about him and was even more grateful to him.
Even when Sun Maodou was drugged, Sun Dadou and his family didn't care at all.
As long as there is no danger to life, it's fine.
The brigade distributed the meat in a lively atmosphere and ate a feast after the pig was slaughtered. Lu Guoan then personally led a team to deliver the game to the commune.
He received a few words of praise from the commune leaders, and that was all.
Lu Guoan smiled on the surface, but inside he was cursing!
There's nothing substantial about it; there's not even a certificate of merit.
"he~~~tui——"
As I walked out of the commune, I couldn't help but turn back and spit.
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Wen Qihang stayed at the Changhe Brigade for another day before returning to Hangzhou.
I took quite a lot of things with me when I left. Three dried chickens, three dried rabbits, and 50 jin of cured meat.
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