A yellowish light bulb was wrapped in a little cobweb, two moths alternately hit the bulb, and several dark shadows crossed the faces of the table with different expressions from time to time.

The old village chief's words made Li Chunsheng both moved and warmed, and after thinking for a long time, he replied seriously: "Uncle, this child has changed a lot, at least in the past month or so, he has become more and more mature. ”

"I have no children and no daughters under my knees, and I think that this godson will have a hope when he is older, and if he dies and the money cannot be taken away, he will be left to him. But I thought that I still wouldn't want my money, and the old man still had to believe that. ”

"That is, the child who struggled was thinking about driving the village to make money together, which was different from the original. Aunt Li then added at the end of her voice.

The old village chief had a smile on his face, but the skin was wrapped in bones, and it was not good-looking.

He sighed again and said: "I naturally know about his changes, but he will definitely be short of money in the future, I mean you don't give him money, it's not that he is not filial, but I am afraid that he will also fall into it in a daze, and then it will hurt you." ”

"Uncle, don't worry, we know it. Li Chunsheng chuckled and said, and hurriedly poured a small half bowl of rice wine for Ma Guicai.

"Don't drink it, don't drink it, I still have to drink the bowl of soup at home, and I have to drink it from Dr. Liu, and I smell a lot of Chinese medicine, don't waste it. ”

The old village chief waved his hand, stood up and wanted to leave.

Li Chunsheng and his daughter-in-law sent the old village chief to the door, and did not turn around to go back to the house until he was far away, and took a look at the Ma Struggle hut that had been closed.

"Lihong, I said that this kid will agree, now rest assured. Li Chunsheng grabbed his wife's hand rarely, pulled him and walked to the kitchen, and said with some praise in his mouth.

"You're amazing, you're so old and you're still like a child, hurry up and eat and the food is cold. ”

……

The two people who picked the yellow calendar for one night set the date of recognition on November 16, and there are still more than 20 days to go.

Ma Zhan, who was angry with the old village chief, was busy preparing for the preliminary preparations for the hunting festival, and the old village chief was busy going around to tell people about some customs of dress and appearance, but he didn't know if there was anything missing from memory.

Time passed day by day, and five days was not a long time.

Early that morning, the whole village got up early in the morning, and at the request of the old village chief, each male was naked, looking at a pile of colorful materials waiting to be colored.

Several old people sat on the side and beat the unfamiliar gongs and drums, and there was a rare bustle in the village's barn field.

Ma Zhan is the most attentive to this exhaustion, and he has to look at everything carefully, just waiting for the same Weibo as his ancestors to choose these materials.

The villagers, who had never seen such a battle, and Sister Liu, were all watching from a short distance, just curious, most of the women and children in that group had never heard of this tradition.

Looking at a man who was painted like a color man, he laughed constantly, and occasionally met a man with a free and easy personality, and deliberately made one or two poses to them.

"Mom, look, isn't that Uncle Struggle. The sharp-eyed Zhao Hardware pointed to the only man wearing something on his head and said.

The woman glanced at it and recognized Ma Struggle, but she didn't answer.

Within two minutes, she turned around and said lightly to Zhao Hardware: "I'll come back for breakfast after a while." ”

"Oh!"

Zhao Hardware answered, and after his mother left, he trotted to Ma Zhan and shouted, "Uncle, what are you doing here? Take me with you." ”

"Go up the mountain to hunt, don't follow the mountain, there will be activities when we go down the mountain, you don't go to eat and wait for the school to catch up." ”

"Yesterday, the old village chief came to the school and said that today is a holiday. Uncle, you can take me there. ”

"No, I'm honestly waiting in the village. Ma Zhan grinned and said casually.

At this moment, the old village chief struck a few times with a gong, cleared his throat and said loudly: "The hunting festival has always been a tradition in our Honghai Village, but then the devil came, and there was no time to escape, and because of this hunting sacrifice, it was completely forgotten. ”

"Now that life is good, we can't lose what our ancestors left behind. Every year on this day, each family sends one or two men out to participate in this. ”

"All the prey caught on the mountain today is eaten in this barnyard, and the mother-in-law who knows how to do it will take the initiative to help, and everyone actively participates. ”

Sporadic applause rang out, and as more and more people drove it, the applause became louder and louder.

"Hit the firecrackers, go up the mountain!"

A string of roars, accompanied by the sound of firecrackers.

When more than 30 men walked out of the village and went up the mountain around the firecrackers, Ma Zhan walked to the front of the team and said loudly to a group of villagers behind him: "The old village chief entrusted me to lead a team for everyone, the main purpose is to make some big moves to drive the tigers closer to our village away, and then to beat down some of the wild boars that are about to become fine, so that it will be safer to go up the mountain to untie the trap in the future." ”

"Everyone remembers unity, didn't Chairman Mao say, there is great strength in numbers. ”

Before the words fell, a voice sounded, causing everyone to laugh continuously.

Ma Zhan, who was slightly stunned, said with a smile: "Lao Tzu is so bad at the beginning of his Chinese basis, how can these few sentences not be organized." ”

Zhao Hardware, who was standing at the entrance of the village, laughed so much that his stomach hurt, because these words were really made by Ma Zhan to him. It's just that a lot of words are listed, and they are finally condensed by him.

"Struggle, you have been to Dr. Liu's to eat a lot. What is Dr. Liu's cooking skills, when there will be wild boars or something, please invite Dr. Liu to get one. A middle-aged uncle laughed.

"Okay, I don't have an opinion, I'm afraid that the third aunt will chase you with a kitchen knife. Ma Struggle is the master of loss, and immediately went back with a sentence.

Everyone laughed and went up the mountain, and the atmosphere was relaxed.

Except for the cool mountain stream in the early morning, there was no additional discomfort for the shirtless people.

When they arrived at the place where the wild boar herd was active, Ma Zhan hurriedly told the plan, and more than 30 people were divided into seven teams, forming a circular encirclement, and finally met in a mountain den.

"Everyone remember to make a little more noise along the way, tigers are not a joke. ”

Ma Zhan waved his hand and motioned for everyone to set off.

"It's long overdue to organize, I came here a few days ago to put on my head, and I was almost scared to death by those wild boar kings. ”

"How many wild boar kings, can you run on those two legs?"

"You can't run on two legs, but you can't run on three legs!"

Listening to the jokes of several villagers, Ma Zhan gave a cigarette to several members around him, and he screamed with a smile on his lips.

For a while, one after another strange cries sounded, resounding through the mountain stream.

"Old headhunter, can you do it. ”

The spitting smoke of the horse struggled to say to the middle-aged uncle who was lame and was no longer the most powerful hunter in the village.

"Isn't it just walking slower......"

He patted the hunting crossbow on his waist and added, "When Lao Tzu played with the crossbow, you didn't know where to play." ”