Chapter 356: Dong Family Crisis (Class)

The hunting rifles in the hands of Zuo Er-class people on the tree were all concentrated on the two wild boars, constantly pulling the trigger and changing bullets.

On the left, he led another wild boar, and Zuo Liu and others raised their guns or bows, and supported the small army with all their strength. Faced with the charge of the two wild boars, the impact force was definitely more than a thousand pounds. The small army was also a human being, it was dangerous and dangerous!!!

"Ah!" Xiaojun clenched his fist with his right hand, and pointed his head hard at the wild boar behind him. He stretched out his left hand and raised his hand from bottom to top. The wild boar with arrows stuck in his body instantly split from the head and body. The blood splashed all over Xiaojun, who avoided the impact of the headless wild boar. Fortunately, the wild boar was seriously injured by the arrow shot from Xiaojun's big bow, otherwise he would not have easily cut off his head by Xiaojun, and the speed of rushing straight over would not be half a beat slower than the previous wild boar. If it was not shot by the arrow, Xiaojun himself would not dare to think that the two wild boars arrived at the same time, and it was probably impossible to deal with it. The injury was certain.

The right hand trembled slightly, and it was so powerful. The wild boar was really extraordinary. The impact was not lighter than the blind bear. The whole right arm suddenly felt a pain. This pain was something that Xiaojun hadn't felt for a long time.

This scene completely shocked everyone present, including Shuang'er, Zuo Yi and others who were familiar with Xiaojun, the wild boar with one arm fighting against each other, and the entire pig's head was bleeding in seven holes. The hundreds of pounds of body flew backwards and hit a tree, humming, and he wanted to stand up several times but didn't stand up.

The headless wild boar on the other side rushed over and hit the tree straight, then fell to the ground, his body twitched for a while, and then died completely.

Is this still a human? The force with one arm that can resist more than a thousand pounds is still in a defensive state. A cold light flashed with the left hand, and the body that was shot from the hunting rifle and the arrow shot from the big bow could not penetrate completely. There was no pause at all, just like cutting tofu with a single knife, and the wild boar was only two points in the corpse.

"Swish!" Xiaojun was behind his right hand, and took two steps. The cold light appeared again on his left hand. The wild boar, which was knocked back by Xiaojun, scored two points again.

"Rise up all the guns!" Xiaojun shouted, taking the hunting rifle handed over by Zuo Er who had just jumped from the tree. More than a dozen people stood up, aimed at the wild boar chasing the left one, and pulled the trigger together.

Xiaojun carried the gun in one hand, and the numb feeling of his right hand had not yet dissipated. Judging from the pain, there was no problem with the bones, no misalignment, and no fractures. Fortunately, I was really a bit rash this time, but my body was enough to support such an impact.

More than a dozen guns were fired at the same time, aiming at the vital parts of the wild boar. Almost all bullets were shot into the pig's head. With this degree of accuracy, almost everyone could hit the target 100%. It was far from the chaos of a little panic just now and three wild boars rushing around.

The gunshots came one after another in the open mountains and fields, and even Dongjia Village heard a faint gunshot. The sky was gloomy and the sun had completely disappeared on the horizon. The sky was only a faint light. Dong Laohan stood under the big tree at the entrance of the village and looked at the bridge in the distance.

Under the big tree is a place where young and old men in Dongjia Village chatted, drink tea and chatted about the mountains after dinner. Today, there is no such lively scene. Many women from home are also standing under the tree. The gunfire that lasted for several minutes just now came back to the village. This was impossible in the past. This hunting team must have encountered large beasts, which led to such a situation.

I was worried and deeply worried, especially in the team, there were a group of guests from Dong Laohan's family, the only two college students in Dongjia Village, and the strong laborers from each of the villages.

The older man squatted or leaned, holding a tobacco pot in his hand, smoking hard, while the women stared at the path leading to the bridge with worry, hoping that the man or son in their home would appear in front of them in the next moment.

Cheerful singing came from the mountains and gradually approached.

"It's my stupid baby!" A middle-aged woman in her 40s, when she heard the almost untoned voice of her son in the song, she happily left the big tree and ran towards the bridge.

"It's my home~~~"

"This is my home~~~"

People in the mountains go hunting. Every time they return with a full load, they will sing this familiar mountain song from the moment they come out of the mountain, which means that they have gained a lot today, and that the relatives who are staying at home can hear the voices of their relatives as soon as possible. The last meaning of singing the mountain song to go home means that no one is injured or killed today.

Uncle Gen, who was at the forefront, waved the hunting rifle in his hand and led the singing loudly. Behind him was a stretcher made of trees by more than a dozen young people in Dongjia Village. Three wild boars were tied to the stretcher. Four young people carried the stretcher and followed Uncle Gen with a smile on their faces, moving forward towards the village.

The shocking "performance" of Zuo Haojun, a classmate who had just been in the mountains, completely conquered the hunting masters in Dongjia Village.

Especially when Xiaojun announced that all the prey today, except for leaving a large portion for the Dong Laohan family, all the remaining prey was sent to the villagers of Dongjia Village. These words made the villagers very excited.

Dongjia Village retains the life of growing grain on land for a living, but at heart, it is still the character of Dashanren, who advocates the strong, especially the strong in the mountains. For them, they will not refuse the gifts from the strong, nor can they refuse, because it is the friendship expressed by the strong to themselves.

On the way back, Xiaoyu took a handkerchief and wiped the blood on Xiaojun's face and hands. Shuang'er kept gently massaged Xiaojun's slightly trembling arm. For Shuang'er, this arm must have been damaged by bones, but after massage, Xiaojun moved his arm freely, as if the trembling just now did not exist at all. Shuang'er sighed that his man's strength really cannot be explained by routine. Such a big wild boar came over, and he actually dared to use one arm to block it, and he succeeded, and he was not injured, too strong.

The villagers of Dongjia Village were also very surprised to see these three big wild boars. In a year, it was already a great harvest to catch a wild boar weighing hundreds of kilograms. And after watching for a long time, no one was injured.

Not only wild boars, but also other harvests are quite abundant, including pheasants, hares, roe deer, pythons, goats, etc. So many preys are equivalent to harvesting three times entering the mountain.

When everyone gathered around to inquire about the hunting process, when they heard that these things were all taken by guests from Dong Laohan's family, including the thrilling shots of Xiaojun fighting two big wild boars alone, the villagers of Dongjia Village looked at Xiaojun and others with respect.

Village chief Dong Jiefang did notice a person in different situations. Looking at the hunting rifles and pistols and big bows in his hands, he frowned slightly. Who are these people? Why are they holding banned pistols in their hands? Even the hunting rifles are not what these city people should have? And what do these people do? According to Dong Gen's description, these students are not a group of students (Dong Jiefang always thought that all of them were classmates of Dong Cheng's brother and sister), and are they simply "professional" people?

"Today, we, the friends of Dong Cheng and his sister, came to Dongjia Village as a guest, and did not bring you anything. These preys are just treated as gifts we gave to Dongjia Village." Xiaojun looked at Dong Laohan, but his words were shouting to the villagers of Dongjia Village.

"Oh!!!" The younger young people in the village and did not follow the mountain, and some children, were very happy to hear these things.

Dong Cheng was the host. He stood up and shouted to everyone present: "Uncle Gen and Hanzi followed him into the mountain, and they were suffering a lot and were hungry. And today is a great harvest. Let's hold a harvest banquet in advance in this village square. If everyone agrees, go home to get the pot and the young people make a fire."

Dong Cheng's proposal was supported by all young people. The village's economic conditions were average and there were not many times when I could eat meat in the year. Today, this meat feast was still wild game in the mountains, which naturally made many people salivate. Some children were even more inappropriate to help, hoping to eat meat that they could not eat on weekdays earlier.

Although almost everyone in the village had dinner, everyone rushed home to get a big pot for such activities.

It was getting dark, but the villagers' enthusiasm remained unabated. They lit the fire and killed pigs and cooked food.

Xiaojun was covered in blood, and followed Dong Cheng back to his home, cleaned up a little, and took a wild boar and some wild game back to Dong Laohan's house.

Dong's mother went to the kitchen to boil water for Xiaoyu and some girls and asked them to wash it. Xiaojun, Zuo Yi and others were not so pretentious. They stood directly next to the well in the yard and washed away the blood and sweat stains on their bodies with buckets of well water.

On the wall outside the yard, Erxiu took the children from the village and lay on it, pointing at Xiaojun and said, "Brother Xiaojun killed two wild boars alone, he is great!" The crisp childish voice told the little friends about the situation she saw at that time. Although she did not dare to see some things because of fear, the feeling of being there was still very detailed description, and the group of friends heard screams from time to time.

Dong Laohan and Dong Cheng were also shocked when they saw the scars on Xiaojun Zuo Yi and others.

"Chengzi, who is your classmate? Why do you still have gun scars on your body?" When Dong Laohan was young, he was also a good player in gun play, so he naturally recognized the gun scars on Xiaojun.

"Dad, Xiaojun's family is a military family, and he is also a soldier, but don't go out and talk nonsense, his family~~~" Dong Cheng whispered beside his father, and finally pointed at him, saying that Xiaojun's family is not something we can discuss.

"Gerder than our township chief?" In Dong Laohan's eyes, the village chief was the largest official here, and the township chief was already the largest cadre Dong Laohan had ever seen. I remember that when the township chief came to the village, he also drove such a small car. (What Dong Laohan didn't know is that there is a difference between cars)

"There are too many big ones!" Dong Cheng smiled secretly in his heart. If Xiaojun knew that he, a general, was actually compared to a village chief, I wonder if he would faint.

When Dong Laohan heard his son's words, his eyes were filled with respect. Soldiers were the heroes who liberated the whole of China, and soldiers who became officials were even more heroes.

After changing the clothes, the village square also cooked all the food, waiting for the arrival of Xiaojun and other pig-killing heroes.

Hot pork stewed with vermicelli, stewed with mountain rabbit, stewed with pheasant mushrooms, stir-fried meat slices, snake soup. Almost all the dishes in that pot of pot are Northeast cuisine.

Dongjia Village itself was established by a group of people who fled from the northeast more than 40 years ago. The traditions of the northeast of the village are well preserved.

The Northeast Yangge, which was played and played, also jumped up in the square. As Dong Cheng said, the villagers really spent the night as a harvest banquet.

The cold faces of Zuo Yi and others made these villagers dare not get close to each other, but Xiaojun always had a faint smile and enthusiastic attitude, the villagers also focused on this guest. A large bowl of homemade high-altitude wine was touring by Uncle Gen and Hanzi, a group of villagers who followed Xiaojun into the mountains. After a short period of contact, the simple and fierce folk customs in the village were revealed. The double hospitality for the strong and the guests made these people, despite Dong Laohan's obstruction, demanded to have a bowl of strong wine with Xiaojun.

"Xiaoyu, why do you just eat it yourself? You don't care about Xiaojun. The wine in the village is very strong and people can drink it very well. Are you not afraid that Xiaojun will drink too much?" Dong Xiuxiu looked at Xiaoyu and the girls who were eating very deliciously, and she couldn't help but ask.

"Haha, if you can get him drunk, it is considered that the people in your village are capable." Wild game is very attractive to girls like Xiaoyu who grew up in big cities. Although you can buy some wild game on weekdays, it is definitely not as fragrant as this kind of feeling of being caught, killed and eaten.

Until Xiaojun followed Dong Laohan's family to leave the village square, the toasts did not make him shaking, nor did he see him incoherently.

Dong Laohan drank too much today. This harvest banquet can be said that people from all over the village borrowed Dong Laohan's light. Not a friend brought back by his son, who could catch so much wild game?

Dong Laohan didn't know how to distribute the remaining food in the square, nor did he want to know. He was helped by Dong's mother and went to the neighbor's house to help. With so many guests, the family had to be allowed to live there.

The largest room and the largest kang are naturally occupied by 7 girls including Dong Xiuxiu Xiaoyu. Although it seems a bit compact, it is not crowded.
Chapter completed!