hunting in 1986

Chapter 182

Zhuzi is a full-time hunter, the kind registered in the commune, so his family has a lot of hunting dogs.

Big hounds are strong and strong, and they often fight black blind men and wild boars to the death, and they have developed a more ferocious character.

So when he saw that the hound was about to pounce on him, the thin Yang Hua immediately stepped back and called for help.

"Go away, silly dog!"

Zhuzi's wife was wearing an apron and cooking in the main room. The small window above the door was open and hot air was coming out.

She pushed open the door and let out a loud bluff, and the hounds ran away in fear. Now the dogs are still afraid of the tigress.

"Yang Hua, come in quickly, my child just called you to go but you are not at home, your mother said you went to your old man's house?"

"Yeah, don't mention that the whole day is a mess, I came back without eating there."

Yang Hua was wearing an old gray tunic suit inside, and a thick army green padded jacket outside.

Speaking of going to the old man's house, his expression changed slightly. Zhuzi's wife saw the change in his expression and didn't ask any further questions.

Helping to open the door curtain, Zhuzi's daughter-in-law asked Yang Hua to quickly enter the house for a drink, while she turned around and continued cooking.

Zhuzi handed a pair of chopsticks to Yang Hua, and Yang Hua was not polite, took the chopsticks and sat on the edge of the table to eat directly.

"Well, this blood sausage is pretty good."

"Yang Hua, didn't you go to your old father-in-law's house? Why didn't you take care of the food?" Zhuzi asked curiously.

Yang Hua is the village chief's son, and he doesn't have much contact with Wang Yuan. He is thin and thin after taking off his coat.

He used to work in the countryside and rarely returned to the village, but he has a good relationship with Zhuzi.

"Don't mention it, I think the whole cannery turned out to be my mother-in-law's life and death, and we had a fight. When I went to the old man's house, my brother-in-law found out about it and wanted to beat me...I'm so angry~ I remember him."

Yang Hua ate the vegetables in his mouth, and the veins on his forehead throbbed with anger: "Don't let me gain power, or I will find someone to beat him up."

"Come, come, drink, drink..."

"Why doesn't your wife let you run the cannery?"

"I think I'll lose money."

Yang Hua came to find Zhuzi, just to persuade Zhuzi to partner with him to set up a canning factory. He also knew that his own skills were limited, and one person counted the short and the other counted the long, so he also wanted to find a partner.

However, the cannery invested a lot of money. Even if it only needs a part of the shares, it would cost tens of thousands of dollars... Although Zhuzi's family is rich, the tens of thousands of dollars can be regarded as the bottom line.

This made him very hesitant.

The dinner table suddenly fell silent, Zhu Zi suddenly saw Wang Yuan who was serving the little girl, his eyes lit up: "Xiao Yuan, do you think the cannery can be fixed?"

The inconspicuous Wang Yuan instantly became the focus of everyone. Yang Hua frowned slightly. He knew Wang Yuan, but he only knew that the latter opened a chicken farm and occasionally went outside to do things. earn some money.

I don't know much about the others.

Yang Hua secretly thought: "Why did Zhuzi ask for Wang Yuan's opinion? Is Wang Yuan very good?"

"This one……"

Wang Yuan thought to himself that I don't know either.

It’s not that people who opened a factory in the early 90s could make money, and there were many people who lost money. Many people were cheated, punished, and ended up bankrupt. They either ran away or found a rope to hang themselves on a tree.

In the age of rushing forward recklessly, many ambitious people fell on the road, but later generations only saw the successful ones standing on the stage, and no one paid attention to the miserable losers.

"Site, machinery, employees, management, raw materials, sales... There are too many aspects to consider in order to set up a factory. How can I give an accurate answer now? Whether it can be done or not depends on the situation." Yourselves."

"Yes, there are indeed many things to consider."

Zhu Zi drank the wine glass and said a little discouraged: "I'm just a big bastard. I can farm and hunt, and I don't have much culture. I'm afraid the whole factory won't be able to come together?"

Yang Hua glared at Wang Yuan angrily for a moment. He felt that Wang Yuan's words made Zhu Zi retreat, and he said to Zhu Zi quickly:
"Zhuzi, don't be discouraged, there is still me..."

For such a big matter, Zhu Zi couldn't make a decision for a while, so he just talked and thought about it.

Yang Hua felt that it was Wang Yuan's words that made Zhu Zi retreat, so he gave Wang Yuan a dissatisfied look, and Wang Yuan stared back at him not to be outdone.

After eating, they chatted for a while, and before Wang Yuan and the others left, Zhu Zi cut another large piece of pork for each of them.

"My family can't finish eating such a big pig, so I take it away..."

"Thank you, go back to my house for dinner."

Several people left carrying pork, but Wang Yuan didn't go back to his home, but walked to his mother's yard with the piece of pork weighing 15 catties.

The little girl went to school after eating, so she didn't come back with Wang Yuan.

The afternoon sun was warm on the face, the ice and snow in the distance melted, the gray-black ground was exposed to the air, and groups of sparrows were planing food.

When I came to the outside of my mother's yard, I saw my mother was drying clothes on the clothesline.

"Mom, let's hang the clothes, have you eaten yet?"

"Eat, where did you take the little girl to eat?" Mom opened the fence door to let Wang Yuan in. Her son is promising, and every time mom sees Wang Yuan, she is very happy.

"Zhuzi's family, look, the pork that Zhuzi gave."

"I thought it was Zhuzi's house... You can take it home and eat. Your dad and I are not short of meat. Go inside and your dad is watching TV."

Wang Yuan gave a sling of pork to his mother, stepped over the threshold and entered the house directly. His father was wearing a gray denim jacket and was sitting on the kang, smoking a big pipe, watching TV while smoking.

After talking with my father for a while, my mother took out walnuts for him to eat, and then talked about the child again.

"Xiaoyuan, it's not a big deal not to have a child at home, why don't you... adopt a child? You will think it's your own when you raise a child from a young age."

"Pfft~"

Wang Yuan squirted out all the tea in one gulp, and the tea fell on the ground in an arc. The frightened fat puppy screamed and ran away.

The puppy was brought from grandma's house. There is no dog in this yard to let him watch the house. He is very choking and has a round belly.

"Cough cough cough~Mom, the more you talk, the more outrageous you become."

Wang Yuan is already 24 years old, he is already too old in this era, but he is not too old in the eyes of future generations.

Not long after sleepiness hit, Wang Yuan said hello to his parents and went home leisurely.

After returning to his home, he pulled the quilt over his body and Wang Yuan lay down on the kang and fell asleep quickly.

His wife Li Yan returned to her natal home, so he completely let go of himself, sleeping from three o'clock down to nine o'clock in the evening.

Prepare a stewed flying dragon, a roasted chicken, and a big stewed mutton from the space, and drink a little wine by yourself, living a comfortable and carefree life.

After eating, feed the dogs, stew more than a dozen flying dragons in the space, and cook some roast chicken and mutton for tomorrow, then lay on the kang and pulled a copy of Gu Long's "Little Li Feidao" to read.

"It's so beautifully written. Li Xunhuan is really enviable... Li Xunhuan seems to be an online name in later generations? It's really a waste of a good name."

Watching while lying down, watching while sitting, watching while leaning on the quilt, watching with the dog... Even going to the bathroom in the thatched building, you have to watch for a while while smoking. The moon is thin and the cold wind is blowing. The era attracted.

Gradually, the shadow of the moon outside the window slanted to the west, and the misty barking of dogs and the coughing of early-rising old people sounded in the village.

Wang Yuan put down his book and woke up suddenly. He looked at his watch and found that it was past 4 o'clock in the morning.

"It's been a long time since I've slept so late. If Yanzi was at home, I would have been yelling at me to sleep." Wang Yuan rubbed his sore eyes, put down the book he was about to finish, turned off the light, got under the covers and went straight to sleep.

He slept until after 11 noon, and he was woken up only when his mother came to ask him to have lunch.

"What's wrong with you, kid? If the swallows aren't at home, you'll be in trouble, and the dogs will let them sleep in the house! They're going to go to the stove, and they tore up the roll of toilet paper on the ground... ..."

"Ah, why are you here, mom, what time is it?"

"I'm here to ask you to eat, Yanzi is not at home, I think you must not be able to cook well by yourself, so why don't you go to my courtyard to eat."

My mother was shocked when she saw Wang Yuan who was still lying under the quilt, and looked at the clock on the wall in disbelief:
"It's almost 12 o'clock, why are you still sleeping? Hurry up!!"

"Oh~ I won't go to that courtyard for dinner. I'm too tired during this time, so let me rest for a day."

Wang Yuan's tone was pitiful, and his mother finally relented and left directly. Wang Yuanmi coaxed him to go back to sleep, when suddenly his mother came back and brought him two meat buns and a bowl of meat dishes.

"The food is still hot, you should get up early to eat, you are indeed tired from running around every day, but you have to eat, and go to bed after eating."

"Well, I see."

"I'll lock the dog out of the house for you, don't let them eat the food."

pat~
The door of the house was closed, and with the sound of distant footsteps, my mother left, and there were faint voices, as if my mother met someone from the village outside the yard.

Wang Yuan squinted for a while, and then opened his eyes until 01:30.

"It's such a good sleep."

Wang Yuan stretched beautifully, his bladder was about to burst, he got up and put on his clothes and ran to the thatched building. When he came back, the three dogs followed him into the house.

"Wang Wang~"

"Stop making a fuss and I'll feed you right away. The three of you really can eat. Our family's conditions are better, or we will make you poor."

There were two meat buns in total, he ate one and three dogs ate one, and a bowl of meat dishes, he ate two bites and let the dogs eat the rest.

This little thing is not enough to fit between the teeth, so Wang Yuan took out three more roasted chickens from the space, a dog can eat one roasted chicken.

Kick the quilt to the side, put it on the table, take out a small pot of stewed flying dragon meat from the space, put it on the table, and eat the flying dragon meat deliciously with wine.

"Flying dragon meat is really good. It's just right to go with wine... Hiss, I put a little too much salt, next time I put less salt."

Turning on the TV, I planned to find a random TV series to watch, but I didn't expect to find "The Prodigal Son of the Frontier Town" which is currently on the air.

"Tsk tsk~ That actress is Xie Ning, right? She's so pretty, she seems to be featured in the TV series "Peerless Twins."

While eating dragon meat and drinking wine while watching TV, the afternoon sun shines through the window on the corner of the table, and there are dust particles floating in the air.

After the two episodes of the TV series were finished, Wang Yuan was almost done eating.

"Hurr~"

After a full burp, he casually threw the dragon bones piled up on the table like a hill on the ground, crackling~ the three dogs who had been greedy for a long time rushed up to grab the food.

Sudden.

Cousin Wang Hu's voice sounded from outside the yard: "Brother Yuan is at home? The door is open and I came in."

dong dong dong~
The big feet stepped on the ground very powerfully. With the sound of footsteps, the door curtain was lifted, and Wang Hu appeared at the door of the house with a bag of pickles.

"Hey, Brother Yuan, did you just eat? My sister-in-law is not at home?"

"She's gone back to her mother's house, come and sit."

"Hey, it's a coincidence that Xiaoli has also returned to her mother's house." Wang Hu took off his shoes and went to the kang, and put a bag of pickles on the table: "Let me bring you some of the Jerusalem artichoke pickled by our milk. She said you liked it when you were young." Her pickled Jerusalem artichokes."

"When I was young... At that time, there was nothing, and everything was delicious."

Wang Yuan picked up a piece of pitch-black Jerusalem artichoke and ate it. The stewed and marinated Jerusalem artichoke was salty with a hint of sweetness, chewing it a few more times would give it a succulent texture, and it was very good to eat alone.

Wang Hu looked at the flying dragon meat in the small basin with bright eyes, and without Wang Yuan calling, he took a pair of chopsticks and began to eat:
"It's delicious, it's so delicious, Brother Yuan, you start eating dragon meat as soon as sister-in-law comes home? Brother Yuan, you are too..."

"A man should treat himself better. Besides, your sister-in-law doesn't like eating dragon meat."

"Hahaha~ I don't believe it...I'll change the TV channel, there is a show of "The Heroes of the World", ah, I found it."

Wang Hu ate and drank, watched the TV series and then turned to look at Wang Yuan:
"This TV series is really good. The main character is Zhou Xingchi. No, the actor is Zhou Xingchi. The main character is Duan Fei. He is the son of the head of the Qiongcang faction..."

When Wang Hu talked about something he was interested in, his eyebrows were beaming for a moment, and his saliva flew wildly.

When she was at home, Zhou Li didn't like to listen to his vernacular things, but now she has found a good person to confide in.

Wang Yuan occasionally said a few words, and Wang Hu's desire to express was satisfied, and he began to explain to Wang Yuan more diligently.

Time flows slowly, and the brothers really enjoy eating and chatting.

Wang Hu's wife had also returned to her natal home, and he didn't want to go to the third aunt's yard for dinner, so he discussed with Wang Yuan that they would have dinner together in the evening.

After Wang Yuan agreed, Wang Hu took a fork to the third uncle's yard and picked up a broken fertilizer bag, which contained about 20 kilograms of pork ribs.

"Then let's eat stewed ribs tonight."

"Okay, hiccup, I've had a little too much wine, I'm going to sleep for a while."

"You bastard... sleep again later, and bring in more wooden boxes."

After carrying the wooden box a few times into the house, Wang Hu threw himself on the kang and fell asleep beautifully, and soon "humming humming" snoring sounded like thunder.

As the sun slanted to the west, a group of sparrows suddenly landed on the window sill, and suddenly landed on the clothesline, chirping and making the dogs bark at them.

It was almost five o'clock in the afternoon when Wang Hu woke up. He got up and rubbed his sore neck. When he came to the outer room, he found Wang Yuan sitting in front of the stove reading a novel.

The pork ribs in the pot were almost stewed, and steam with a strong aroma came out from the cracks around the pot and curled upwards. The air in the main room was already full of water vapor.

"Brother Yuan, are the ribs stewed?"

"Almost, have you slept well?"

"Hey, it's almost there. Last night I watched TV and went to bed very late..."

"Don't stand around stupidly, clean up the bowls and helmets, and we'll drink and eat meat in a moment."

Wang Yuan put together the books he had finished reading. After a story ended, he felt a little empty in his heart. The various characters described in the book seemed to still be vividly remembered.

stab~
After lighting a cigarette, Wang Yuan was about to go get a bottle of wine, but a bicycle bell rang outside the yard, followed by a shout: "Is Wang Yuan at home? I have your telegram!"

"at home."

Wang Yuan walked out of the house quickly, and the postman was replaced by a young one with a green cotton coat and the same green hat with a five-pointed star. He was so hot that he seemed to have ridden a long way to get here.

After signing for the receipt, the little postman gave Wang Yuan a salute with a smile, and left with one leg on his bicycle.

There were two telegrams in total, from Sun Dagang and Tang Jun respectively.

The content is almost the same, the brothers have no food to eat, I hope Wang Yuan will go to the customs to sell some goods for everyone, so as to get through this difficult period.

I didn't sell much last year. Seeing that this year's year has passed, if I don't make any more money, my brothers will really be hungry.

"Why would you be hungry? Well, okay."

Wang Yuan suddenly remembered that most of the younger brothers are not in the habit of saving money. When they have money, they can spend tens of thousands of yuan a day. When they have no money, they can only eat, drink, and smoke around.

"It seems that I have to go to Jinmen again, but I have bought cotton clothes with all the money in my hand, and the cotton clothes haven't been sold yet. I have no money in my hand. Can I still pay on credit?"

At this time, Wang Hu called Wang Yuan in the room, and Wang Yuan quickly set up the pot to eat after entering.

Put a pot of spare ribs on the table, the spare ribs that have been stewed for several hours have lost their soul, and the meat in the mouth is gently torn off, and the meat is soft and rotten. After chewing and swallowing it, the mouth is thick aroma.

"It's so delicious, let's toast Laiyuan!" Wang Hu didn't forget to sip the bone marrow after finishing the meat, and finally took the wine glass after sipping his fingers.

"Dry!"

The two brothers ate and chatted, and soon came to the pig farm run by the third uncle's family. The third uncle hired someone to open a butcher's shop in the village. Every day, one or two pigs would be slaughtered and transported to the village for sale.

Pork bones can't be sold at a price, so many of them are kept for themselves.

It will be many years before the price of pork ribs exceeds the price of pork.

"Several piglets died a few days ago, and my dad is always sad. I really look at my dad's appearance, as if he has cried."

"Why did you die?"

"This... the little piggy is easy to die, it seems that he has caught a cold, anyway, I don't understand."

After the meal, the dogs were fed, and the two brothers played a dozen or so games of chess. Wang Hu was full of sleep during the day and was not sleepy at night. In the end, it was Wang Yuan who couldn't bear it anymore before they fell asleep.

For several days in a row, Wang Yuan spent leisurely.

Time passed, and it was Saturday.

Li Yan has been living at her natal home for several days, and Wang Yuan thought about bringing her back. Of course, before taking her back, she had to clean up the house, fold the quilts, sweep up the cigarette butts on the ground, and let the dogs eat them. The remaining bone residue should also be cleaned out.

(End of this chapter)