Chapter 8 No Send
"It was really Lin Heng who beat him. I saw it with my own eyes. The pheasant's blood hasn't even dried yet."
Chen Xiulan quickly testified for her husband.
"Watch carefully, I will only show you once!"
After Lin Heng finished speaking, he picked up the slingshot and shot at a fist-sized dried gourd hanging on the wall five meters away.
With a bang, the gourd broke into pieces.
Everyone was shocked. Father Lin Xuan'an looked incredulous: "Did the sun really rise from the west?"
"Are you sure it's not a ghost?" Mother Lu Hongmei was also shocked.
"Hmph, I just didn't bother to make this little money before. I practiced slingshot very hard when I was a kid." Lin Heng snorted, and went to kill squirrels and pheasants.
Chen Xiulan's eyes were shining, she thought her husband was so handsome and elegant today.
"Second father, wait for me, I will help you!" The eldest nephew Lin Wei ran over hurriedly. In his eyes, second father was a god, and he must learn the slingshot technique by himself.
The younger sister Lin Caiyun went over to help her sister-in-law Xiulan take care of the baby.
"Second Dad, how did you practice so accurately? Please teach me." Lin Wei hugged Lin Heng's arm with a look of eagerness on his face.
He couldn't believe how powerful he would be in the village if he mastered the slingshot technique.
By then, wouldn't all the other guys have to kneel down and worship? Even the village chief's daughter would have to lean over to kiss him, right?
Lin Heng glanced at him and said, "I need to boil some water. I don't have time."
"I'll do it, second father, I'll do it!" Lin Wei took the kettle and went to light the fire to boil water.
Lin Wei, who is naughty all day long, doesn't know that he has fallen into the trap of work and is still fantasizing happily.
Lin Heng hung the squirrel up and slowly peeled its skin with a knife. This skin was worth three or four dollars. He couldn't help but be careful.
"Dad, the water is boiling." As long as there is motivation, a naughty child can also have amazing potential. Lin Wei boiled the water in ten minutes.
"Give it to me, I'll make soup chicken." Lin's father, Lin Xuan, took the kettle, poured it into the wooden barrel, added some cold water, and plucked the feathers of the soup chicken.
Lin Wei didn't dare to disturb Lin Heng. He stood aside and watched him work, waiting for Lin Heng to teach him.
"Dad, do you believe me now?" Lin Heng looked at his father and asked with a smile.
Father Lin glanced at him and said, "If you can hold on like this for a month, I'll pay for you to buy a shotgun."
Obviously, although Lin's father's attitude has changed, he still doesn't believe Lin Heng's lies about reforming.
Although he had no hunting skills, he knew that he would return empty-handed most of the time and would have to run all over the mountains. He felt that even if Lin Heng had good slingshot skills, he could not endure this hardship.
"I don't want a hunting rifle. Just buy me a bow when the time comes. Don't go back on your word." Lin Heng smiled. He felt that a homemade hunting rifle was too dangerous. Bows and arrows were safer and he could use them better than a gun.
"Regret that I am your son." Father Lin's eyes widened in anger.
After finishing the topic, Father Lin asked again, "Is it true that the ginseng you said can be sold for six or seven hundred?"
"Of course. If that doesn't work, we can go to the city and sell it for 700 yuan." Lin Heng nodded and promised.
"That's good." Father Lin nodded, and while cutting open the chicken's guts, he said, "Today your brother and I are discussing where to build the new house.
Our idea is to dig up the one-acre vegetable garden outside and build a house. You two can stay together so that you can be close to each other and take care of each other."
"Sure, I have no objection." Lin Heng didn't care about this. He didn't have money now, so he might as well just build a house to live in. He can plan it carefully when he has money in the future.
"Brick houses are too expensive, so let's build a mud house and then paint the house with plaster, which will not be bad either." Father Lin said again.
The bricks transported from the town to here cost at least three cents each. Even if a house only used 10,000 bricks, the total cost of just the bricks for two houses would be six hundred.
But in fact, a house needs at least 15,000 to 20,000 red bricks, not including other materials, so the money is definitely not enough.
Earthen walls are cheaper and only require labor. Loess is everywhere here, and after building it, you can still have money to make some furniture and decorate the interior.
"Sure, it's you who pays, so you make the decision." Lin Heng said with a smile.
At this time, the squirrel skin had been peeled off. He found a bamboo and made a circle to stretch the squirrel skin. Otherwise, it would shrink into a pile during the drying process.
"What do you mean I pay the money and I make the decision? This is where you will live for the rest of your life." Father Lin glared at him.
"I mean, the decision you made is a good one. Let's talk about the details after we start building it."
Lin Heng didn't tell his father about his idea of building his own house in the future, because he knew that at this stage his father would only ridicule him and would not believe him.
Hearing this, Father Lin felt better and nodded, "Then I'll go tell Murakami after selling the ginseng the day after tomorrow."
These days, to build a house you just need to give some notice and you can build it anywhere, there is no approval process.
Lin Heng nodded and took out the squirrel's entrails. Nowadays, neither pheasant's entrails nor squirrel's entrails would be thrown away. They would be cleaned and eaten by people.
For these poor mountain farmers, every bit of meat is hard-earned.
"Has the meat been fried?" asked Lin's mother after she got the meat. After killing all the animals, there was still more than two kilograms of meat, which made her feel a little unreal.
"Of course, the weather will be bad tomorrow morning." Lin Heng said.
After Lin Heng said so, Lin's mother went back to cook. She fried pheasant meat with hot and sour shallots. Soon the hot and sour taste accompanied by the aroma of oil spread out, and everyone in the room was salivating and their stomachs were growling.
Everyone hasn't had meat for at least a month and is craving for it.
The meal was ready soon. The squirrel meat was fried with pickled radish, the pheasant meat was fried with hot and sour sauce and red onions, and there was another dish in which the offal of the two animals were fried together, also with pickled radish.
In rural areas, cooking is inseparable from the sour jar.
"Lin Heng, do you want to send some to your mother-in-law?" Dad Lin is still very filial. He wants to send some meat to the old lady whenever he has it, even though she is seriously biased towards his eldest brother.
But the meat belongs to Lin Heng, so he has to ask Lin Heng.
"No, we don't have enough to eat." Lin Heng refused directly. Not all elderly people are worthy of filial piety, and his mother-in-law is one of them.
Although she has three sons, she always favors her eldest son. Whenever there is something good in his family or his third father's family, she will come and take it back to give it to her eldest son.
Sometimes when they didn’t give it to her, the old lady would sneak over to get it herself.
But he never gave anything to him or his third father's family.
"Second father is right, the wife is not good at all." The eldest nephew Lin Wei also echoed.
"Shut up." The eldest brother Lin Yue scolded his son.
"Then don't send it." Father Lin thought about it and nodded. The old lady was sure to disappoint people.
"Everyone, start eating!" Lin Heng first picked up a large piece and gave it to his wife Xiulan, then said with a smile.
As soon as he started to eat, everyone couldn't help but start to eat as well.
The three pots of meat were finished in less than ten minutes. Everyone hadn't eaten for a long time and couldn't help themselves.
Lin Heng picked up half a bowl of meat for his wife. Even his elder sister-in-law Liu Juan, who always liked to argue, didn't dare to say a word, because this was something Lin Heng had done.
"It's too much, eat some." Chen Xiulan picked up some and gave it to Lin Heng. She felt that today was the happiest day since she got married.
"You should eat it. You still have to feed the baby and work, so you need to nourish yourself well." Lin Heng took it back and said without any doubt.
Chen Xiulan tried to give some to her mother, but was rejected: "Eat it yourself. Look how thin you have become."
Lin's mother did not scold Lin Heng tonight. She felt that Lin Heng finally behaved like a husband and knew how to love his wife.
"It's so delicious. It would be great if I could eat it every day." Lin Caiyun licked her lips to savor the taste.
"Yes, aunt, it's delicious."
After Lin Wei finished speaking, he looked at Lin Heng again: "Second father, please teach me how to shoot a slingshot. I also want to hunt for my family."
"When we have time." Lin Le stretched and took his daughter from his wife's arms.
Everyone else also had smiles on their faces, and Lin Heng looked much better, as if today was New Year's Day.
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