Chapter 29: Heroes have always emerged from youth
The young and strong people in the village who had flashlights used them, while those who didn't held torches and carried wooden sticks or hoes and sickles, and went up the mountain to look for people.
He also shouted Qin Jin's name like a slogan.
"Qin Erliuzi!"
"Qin Jin!"
"Where are you?"
"Say something!"
The women and children who stayed behind in the village were so anxious that they couldn't sleep. They opened their doors and looked at the mountains in the distance.
"Hey, what's going on?"
"Don't let anything happen!"
They were afraid that their husbands and sons would encounter wild animals and get injured when they went up the mountain to look for people.
"Qin Erliuzi is really a man who harms others and himself!"
"I don't know why Grandma Qin picked up this evildoer!"
At the Youth League Home, Song Shuyan and Qin Fei pretended to be just like Li Chunmei and Helan, as if they had just been woken up.
"What happened?"
"Shall we go out and take a look?"
The male educated youth from the Youth League also followed the villagers up the mountain.
The captain walked in front with a stern face and a serious expression. He held a homemade ox horn bow in his left hand and an arrow in his right hand, ready to draw the bow and string at any time.
The arrowheads were polished to a brilliant shine.
"Qin Jin!"
"Qin Erliuzi!"
The villagers' shouts rose and fell, and the bonfire illuminated a large area of the mountain forest in an orange-yellow color, which was very bright, startling countless crows, birds and small animals, which rushed to run for their lives.
Qin Jin dragged a huge colorful insect forward with difficulty. He saw the bright orange bonfire at the foot of the mountain moving towards the mountain, and could vaguely hear them calling his name.
His tense heartstrings suddenly relaxed.
Someone came to see him.
It was safe now, and someone helped carry the tiger back.
He threw down the tiger's powerful hind legs, made a trumpet shape with his hands and shouted down the mountain, "I'm here!"
"here!"
He was in a hurry to meet up with them, but when he looked back at the tiger's corpse with its eyes wide open, he was reluctant to abandon the spoils he had worked so hard to obtain.
Even if it's just for a little while.
He paused, gritted his teeth, dragged the tiger's hind legs, and continued walking down the mountain.
"I seem to hear Qin Erliuzi's voice. Is it an illusion?"
The villager holding the torch turned and asked his brother next to him.
"I think I heard it too..."
The captain moved his ears. It was not an illusion. The person was still alive!
"Speed up the mountain!"
At his command, the villagers followed him and climbed the mountain faster as if they were injected with chicken blood.
It has the momentum of killing gods if you meet one, and killing Buddhas if you meet one.
The brothers who were clearing the way cut down all the branches that were blocking the way.
"I see it! It's in front!"
"Goodness! He's dragging a tiger, right?"
There's no mistaking that colorful fur!
The villagers were all shocked. Is this child still a human being?
How old are you?
Going up the mountain alone, he killed the king of the forest?
The captain took a few quick steps, walked up to Qin Jin, and slapped him hard!
“Bang!”
The crisp sound of slaps echoed throughout the mountains and forests.
The stubborn teenager covered his face and glared, "Why did you hit me?"
Seeing the man, the captain's heart, which had been hanging in the air all the way, finally relaxed. He twisted the boy's thin body and took off the homemade gun on his back.
"I was woken up in the middle of the night and organized people to go up the mountain to look for you!"
"With this gun!"
"Tell me, when did you come to my house?"
Qin Jin felt that he was in the wrong, lowered his head and stopped talking back.
In fact, he still felt a little unconvinced. Even if they didn't come to find him, he could still get the big beast down the mountain!
It just takes a little more time.
That’s right!
His fingers hanging by his side trembled slightly. He recalled that when he had climbed halfway up the mountain, he had the misfortune to encounter a big beast hunting, and he felt a pang of fear.
He didn't think much at that time. His hands were faster than his brain. He loaded the gun with trembling hands and fired at the big tiger. He emptied the bullets before he came to his senses.
Xue Huaizhou came up to smooth things over, "Shall we go down the mountain first?"
The other villagers echoed, "Yes, if there's anything, let's talk about it when we get back!"
A clever man called on his familiar brothers to go forward and lift the tiger.
Qin Jin stopped him, "Mine!"
His cold eyes looked directly into the captain's deep, tired eyes.
The captain said angrily, "Who doesn't know it's yours? Can you get it back yourself? Can you sell it for a good price?"
Brother Hanzi laughed out loud.
Patting Qin Jin on the shoulder, he jokingly said, "Don't worry, the brothers won't eat your prey!"
The men chose to forgive the unintentional offense made by the heroic and strong teenager.
Qin Jin also turned around, pursed his lips, and said to the team leader, "I want two hundred. I'll use the extra money to treat the villagers to a meal."
Even if he was ignorant, he knew that a big insect should be worth more than two hundred.
The captain nodded and said, "Okay, I'll arrange it for you."
The next evening, the big pot at the village entrance was set up again.
During the day, the elderly, children, women and children who stayed behind found it hard to believe that Qin Erliuzi had killed a tiger all by himself.
Oh my god!
Song Shuyan remembered a saying: heroes have always emerged from youth.
She had seen such a boy!
While everyone was at the village entrance, she pulled Qin Fei back to the educated youth site, went into the house, locked the doors and windows, and dragged the suitcase out from under the bed.
Qin Fei held a flashlight.
The two began to divide the spoils.
Song Shuyan quickly counted the small yellow croakers. There were thirty-eight in total, each weighing about fifty grams.
The two were so excited that their hands were shaking.
Soon, the two divided the things into three parts, each containing twelve sticks.
Qin Fei was holding his share, feeling very satisfied. He generously indicated with his eyes that the two extra ones belonged to Song Shuyan. After all, she was the one who discovered the things first, so the uneven share should belong to her!
Song Shuyan didn't bother to be polite with her. He wrapped his share in clothes and stuffed it back into the suitcase.
She wrapped the remaining portion belonging to Xue Huaizhou in some newspapers and stuffed it into the suitcase, planning to find a chance to give it to him in the evening.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
There was a knock at the door. "What's going on? Why are you closing the door in broad daylight? Song Shuyan! Qin Fei! Are you guys in there?"
Helan was knocking on the door and shouting outside.
Qin Fei nervously hid the things and checked the ground to make sure nothing was missing.
She cleared her throat, walked out and opened the door as if nothing had happened, "I'm coming."
Song Shuyan also walked out, holding the coat that Qin Fei had used to wrap the jar last night. He preemptively asked Helan, "Why are you knocking? What do you want from us?"
Helan instantly forgot to ask them why they closed the door for no reason.
She said angrily, "Who's looking for you? I'm looking for Chunmei!"
"Then why didn't you call Chunmei's name when you knocked on the door?"
Helan: "..." Because her intuition told her that Chunmei was not in there!
"Where's Chunmei?" she changed the subject.
"have no idea."
Chunmei was stopped by Zhang Ping'an. She originally planned to go back to the Youth League Home to get a bucket to fetch water.
Zhang Pingan jumped out halfway and said, "Chunmei, can I have a word with you for a moment?"
Chunmei thought that since she often went to his house to fetch water, she should give him this face, so she nodded in agreement and followed him to a deserted corner.
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