"boom--"

There was another gunshot.

In panic, Yang San'er shot the wild boar that was about to go wild again in the head!

This shot hit hard: the bullet went directly from the base of the wild boar's ear and penetrated into the wild boar's head.

"Ouch..."

The big wild boar let out a shrill howl, stopped gathering momentum, and rushed straight towards Yang San'er with an "arch" sound!

"Oh my God!"

Yang San also exclaimed, "bang", and pulled the trigger again. No matter that the bullet only hit an iron hoe in Wang's house, it was immediately cut into two pieces.

Holding the rifle upside down, Yang San fled.

"Ouch——"

"Plop——"

The big wild boar rushes over with momentum like a mountain collapsing and as fast as lightning!

But it fell down even faster!

I saw a big wild boar stumbling on the high stone threshold of Luo Tiezhu's house.

Suddenly, a "head-over onion" rolled over and hit Yang San'er, who was running away from the door at a high speed!

"Ouch--"

Yang San let out a scream, and without caring about the straw sandals on his feet, one of them was ripped off alive by a rolling wild boar.

Staggering at his feet, Yang San himself was "grunting" and fell down the small cliff next to Luo Tiezhu's yard...

Fortunately, the land under the yard is quite soft.

Simply because during this period, no members of the commune kept large livestock at home.

Wang usually pours the shabu-shabu water after cooking and the water for washing wild vegetables into the ground below the yard.

This makes the soil in the area under the yard relatively moist.

Yang San was hit hard into the ground and only sprained his ankle, but the rest of his body was not injured...

"Rumble--"

The earth trembled and dust and smoke billowed.

Yang San was frightened and looked up at the edge of the yard above, fearing that the big wild boar following behind him would also climb down the slope with him!

You must know that it is a large adult wild boar weighing over 300 kilograms!

If it followed Yang San's back, climbed down the slope together, and crashed down from a height of 2 meters,

How could Yang San'er, who was stuck in the ground, be able to withstand his "fat pig's push" move?

so far so good!

The wild boar only rolled a few times, but because it was too heavy and had many legs, the big wild boar stabilized itself after a few "Gululu" turns.

He struggled and stood up unsteadily in the yard.

Then he limped and fled into the woods to the side...

The reason why this big wild boar limped when it walked was because it had just started jumping into the royal hall.

Two of the big wild boar's legs have been lame.

And the two legs that are lame are on the same side.

This makes it extremely difficult for wild boars to limp away, and even more impossible for large wild boars to escape far.

In addition, two of the three shots fired by Yang San hit the wild boar's head.

Although these two wounds were not enough to kill the wild boar on the spot, it is likely that its brain tissue has been damaged.

therefore,

This big wild boar would fall over when it started running, staggering and unable to control its body balance.

In the sky, there are dark clouds and thunder rolling.

On the ground, there were fires emitting thick smoke everywhere. Countless members were busy cleaning up locusts within 10 feet of the light of the fires.

Countless old, weak, women and children were busy around the fire.

They need to dry the locusts in time and put them into sacks so that they can take them to the brigade headquarters to exchange money the next day.

Because some diesel fuel was mixed into these fires, the thick smoke from the fires was extremely smoky, making it difficult to open one's eyes.

But in the eyes of the commune members who are afraid of poverty and hunger, what does this little bit of suffering mean?

The temperature around the fire is terrifying. Can it be more terrifying than my relatives who have contracted "Sickness No. 1" from eating dirt?

Thick smoke.

But compared to the extreme fear of hunger that is engraved in the bones of the big guy, what is this smoke?

Smoke will not kill anyone!

If you collect a few more kilograms of locusts, you can exchange for a kilogram of white rice, and you can exchange for a kilogram of yellow corn.

so,

Throughout the territory of Red Star Commune, members of various production brigades can really be said to have given full play to their fighting spirit of not being afraid of hardship and being tired.

Everyone is working hard there to collect as many locusts as possible.

"boom--"

When Yang San's first gunshot was heard on the hillside.

Also by the fire, the production team leader Uncle Zhang, who was sweating profusely from work, was stunned: "Is this the sound of gunfire? Where is the shooting going on?"

Aunt Zhang bent down to clean up the locusts and tilted her head to listen, "No, right? Could it be that you heard it wrong, or maybe it was the sound of thunder in the sky?"

Uncle Zhang listened carefully, but did not hear any further movement.

He was also a little doubtful, had he heard wrongly?

Shaking his head, Uncle Zhang continued to wave the big broom vigorously, working hard to eliminate the locusts.

After a while.

Another "bang"!

"Where is the shooting happening?"

Uncle Zhang stopped waving the broom in his hand and looked around randomly, "Generally speaking, the militia has no right to shoot.

But this was not done by the militia, so who was shooting? Are those guys from the hunting team back?"

While Aunt Zhang was working by the fire, she replied without raising her head, "Just do your job! The militiamen were also there desperately trying to catch locusts.

If you don’t pick it up quickly if you have money, who will have enough to eat and go shooting guns?

Work, work, it must be thundering from the sky."

Uncle Zhang shook his head: "What is hitting the sky now is dustpan thunder. The sound is muffled, muffled."

It was like the sound of beating your chest with your fist. And the sound just now was a bit like Ye Erniang slapping Uncle Zhou in the face. It was a crisp sound. It definitely didn't sound like thunder.

.”

Said,

Uncle Zhang turned to his son and asked, "Er baby, did you hear anything just now?"

The two sons had just been busy using big brooms to beat the locusts flying around the fire.

I heard my father ask,

The two brothers shook their heads, "I only heard the 'gurgling' sound of my hungry stomach."

"Are you still hungry?"

Aunt Zhang straightened up and scolded her two sons, "You still eat two big bowls of corn gnocchi every day!

I thought you were growing taller, so I deliberately put less wild vegetables in the two bowls of corn gnocchi I gave you.

Look at the other children in the production team, what do they eat every day?"

Aunt Zhang's dick pouted and said, "I've been eating corn and wild vegetable dumplings for two months. I feel like the skin on my body has turned yellow now..."

The boss also pouted: "Every day we eat wild vegetables, every day we eat wild vegetables! Look at my eyeballs, I'm afraid they are all green."

"Come on, you are still not satisfied. If Luo Xuan hadn't helped our family, I'm afraid you would have been like other families, with only a handful of wild vegetables. Do you still want to eat corn knuckles? Just dream!

"

Uncle Zhang sternly scolded his two sons: "In the Hongguang production team, there are some families who are in difficulty, and they all start to dig dirt..."

"But Big Rabbit and Little Rabbit have better food than us!"
To be continued...