Back in the 1980s, hiking in the mountains was also a way of life

Chapter 1180 Hunting in the Mountains
After Wang An finished speaking, Sun Dafu readily replied:

"Use it, it was all paid for by the people in our village, use it as you like."

Wang An agreed, then plugged in the microphone and speaker that were on the table, said "hello" a couple of times to test the sound, and then spoke directly into the microphone:

"Fellow villagers of Kaoshantun, I am Wang An. Today at noon, my family is having a one-month celebration for our two children. Now, right now, hurry up and come to my house for the drinks. I won't go door-to-door to invite you."

After saying it once, Wang An repeated it before turning off the microphone.

After Wang An turned off the microphone, a villager surnamed Niu, who was also staying at the village office, suddenly said to Wang An with a grin:

"Little Anne, you're not being very sincere. Inviting people for drinks without going door-to-door, is that appropriate? Hahahaha. Anyway, if it were me, I definitely wouldn't go, hahahaha."

Although this person spoke in a cheerful tone, it must be admitted that he had no good intentions in saying such a thing in this situation.

So as soon as these words were spoken, the cheerful atmosphere in the village instantly froze.

Logically speaking, there's nothing wrong with what he said, because inviting someone for drinks should indeed be done in person, as it's a matter of courtesy.

But then again, since we all live in the same village, inviting someone for drinks is really just a notification. If you come, we'll treat you; if you don't, that's fine too. As for formalities, they're really not necessary.

The main reason is that even those who come to Wang An's house with a few melons and taels of silver to see Huanxi are not from every household in the village. This is because there is always a small group of people in each village who are reluctant to part with a few eggs or two pounds of flour.

People like that are the kind of people nobody wants to invite for drinks, and nobody even bothers to talk to them.

However, there is one really annoying thing about rural areas: when someone invites you to a drink but doesn't invite the other person, this kind of deliberate snub is the most resentful thing.

No one will say he didn't take the coins; he's a lazy bum. People will just say you're inconsiderate because you forgot to treat him to drinks.

There's nothing we can do; people just can't reason with each other at times like this.

Wang An naturally understood what this person meant. He was simply trying to embarrass Wang An in front of everyone or to put him in a difficult position. However, given Wang An's temperament, how could he possibly tolerate such a person?
So as soon as the man finished speaking, Wang An said with a smile:
"It's alright, one more or one less won't make a difference. It's even better if you don't go, it saves us some trouble, hehehehe."

Although Wang An's tone was neither hurried nor angry, his words were serious and rather blunt, leaving the man speechless.

Wang An didn't even bother to consider his words when dealing with such a petty person, especially one who lacked real ability but liked to act pretentious and lecture others. He didn't want to give him any face at all.

The main problem is that this guy takes himself way too seriously.

After Wang An finished speaking, Sun Xiangfeng continued:

"Yeah, it's just a drink, why make such a fuss? It's good enough to have a drink. Besides, what kind of food does Xiao An's family eat? If you don't want to go, fine, I'll go."

As he spoke, Sun Xiangfeng stood up and walked outside.

It has to be said that Sun Xiangfeng's finishing blow was absolutely swift and decisive, almost like slapping that Niu-surname villager across the face.

Sun Xiangfeng stood up and walked out. The militia members, along with the village head Sun Dafu and the accountant Li Youcai, also stood up, shouting:
"I'm going too, I'm going too! There's good wine and food waiting for us, why shouldn't we go?"

And so, everyone followed along with smiles. The fact that everyone cooperated made things even more awkward for the man surnamed Niu, whose face turned pale and then red, his lips twitching several times, but ultimately he couldn't utter a word.

Actually, this villager surnamed Niu is named Niu Chengliang. He is from the same generation as Sun Dafu. He moved back from another place a few years ago. It is said that he used to be a teacher, but he was severely punished during those special years.

Because of his seniority and his past as a teacher, his biggest problem in the village was that he liked to lecture others, and the villagers would usually give him face because of his seniority.

Who would have thought that this time, he would run into Wang An, a reckless brat who didn't take him seriously at all, and it was only inevitable that he would be humiliated and lose face.

Everyone had left, and no one paid him any attention. He stood there in a daze for a long time before walking alone out of the village.

To be honest, if you only look at his lonely figure, you might think he's quite pitiful. But as the saying goes, "There's always something hateful about a pitiful person, and something tragic about a hateful person." This kind of person is really disgusting.

When Wang An led everyone home, the villagers who had heard his words over the loudspeaker were already arriving one after another.

The main reason is that everyone in Kaoshantun knows that Wang An's family has good food. So, when such a rare opportunity to eat and drink to one's heart's content arises, only a fool wouldn't cherish it.

When building the house, Wang An bought a lot of plates and bowls, but most of the people who came this time were one person per household, but many also brought their children, so Wang An's family still didn't have enough plates and bowls.

So the relatives all went home and brought out their own plates, bowls, and tables.

Finally, all of these hundred-plus people were able to eat.

Although there were only four dishes at the meal, the women kept adding food to the table from bowl to bowl, so the portion size was quite generous.

Most importantly, the staple food prepared by Wang Anjia was rice, which was made according to the ratio of 8 liang of rice per person, and a total of 90 jin of rice was used.

The rice was incredibly fragrant, paired with incredibly fragrant meat and vegetables, and a large jar of incredibly fragrant sorghum liquor. Wang An's full moon celebration was a feast that left the villagers thoroughly satisfied.

Two days later, just as dawn was breaking, Wang An, Wang Li, Mu Xueli, and Huang Zhong sat on a sled pulled by their eldest son.

Behind Wang An's sled was Mu Xueli's horse pulling the sled, and behind Mu Xueli's sled was Wang Li's horse pulling the sled.

As for the three horse-drawn sleds, a large pack of dogs and four wolves were following closely behind.

To be honest, those who know them understand that they've gone into the mountains to hunt, while those who don't might think they're going to war.

That's right, these four people did go into the mountains to hunt dogs. This was the first time Wang An had led a team into the mountains to hunt dogs since the beginning of winter this year.

Sitting on the sled, Wang An looked at the endless mountains in the distance and felt extremely comfortable. He realized that the mountains were the most suitable place for him.

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