Life in a small village with quiet mountains and quiet waters

Chapter 3 I want to advance through hunting
Gu Siwei can hunt?
I don't believe it even if I killed Liu Dezhu. Hunting is not such a simple matter. You have to be quite capable to go hunting in the mountains.

Some people may think that if they take a gun and a bow and walk around in the woods, they will happily come out with their prey in an afternoon.

If you think so, there must be something wrong with your brain.

Even if you have a gun and go into the old forest with a full load of bullets, most people will not be able to shoot a deer.

This sounds a bit unimaginable, but it is true.

A deer can survive in the wild because it is vigilant enough. If you, an idiot who doesn't understand anything, walk into an old forest, the deer herd will hear your steps within a mile away.

By the time you get there, the deer will already be several miles away. Even if you die in the old woods, you may not be able to see the shadow of the deer when you are panting.

At this time, it is not that the mountains will be closed for forestry in the future, but the things that live in the mountains are the beasts that live in the prison. There is also a saying that the longer it grows, the faster it will be judged.

The protection is so good that many wild animals do not avoid people.

In this era, as long as you are not black and white, no one will stop you when you go hunting in the mountains.

And now everyone is hungry, their eyes glow green when they see something that can be eaten, and they eat whatever they can, only wishing that there is nothing to eat, and there is nothing that cannot be eaten.

It is precisely because of this that all the animals in the mountains are as smart as monkeys, and they can meet their prey when they enter the mountains in a half-tone.

It is possible to encounter a wild boar, because this thing has no brains, but if you take a gun halfway and shoot the wild boar, the chance of the wild boar killing you is higher than your chance of killing it with bullets.

Just like Gu Siwei, Liu Dezhu doesn't look like he can go hunting in the old forest.

Gu Siwei understood that Liu Dezhu looked down on him, so he didn't make much excuses. No matter how much he said, it would be better to hold a rabbit in front of his eyes, and he didn't have that interest in just talking about Gu Siwei.

It won't take long to drink a bowl of gruel. After eating the porridge, a few slices of sweet potatoes also entered the stomach. Gu Siwei took his own bowl and chopsticks to the water tank in the yard, picked up the ladle in the tank, and scooped it up. I poured water into the bowl and rubbed it with my hands a few times to clean the bowl.

It doesn't contain any oil or water, and the bowl is easy to wash, even if you don't need to wash it, just rinse it with water and it will be completely clean.

As for disinfection and so on, you think too much, you can’t get enough to eat, and you still have time to think about infection, aren’t you sick?

Besides, these villagers have never left the village several times in their lives, so how could they be infected with the disease?

Putting his bowls and chopsticks in a fixed place, Gu Siwei found Liu Fulin.

"Father Liu, let me tell you something."

Gu Siwei did not avoid the people around him, and told him about his plans to enter the mountain. When he was going to enter the mountain, Gu Siwei would naturally bring some things, such as knives, salt, and the like.

The prey was easy for Gu Siwei, but he didn't have the knife to disembowel and salt, so he had to ask Liu Fulin to borrow it.

Liu Fulin was a little embarrassed when he heard this, and turned to look at the man next to him.

The man looks much younger than Liu Fulin, he is in his thirties, he looks very upright, and he is in good spirits.

The man's name is Yang Chuanwu, and he is the production captain. Let's put it this way, he is the most official in the whole Xiaozhuangzi, and he is in charge of things.

He was not elected, but he was born to be the manager of the village, because of what?Not for anything else but because there are many brothers in the family, Yang Chuanwu, Yang Chuanxue, Yang Chuanli, Yang Chuanxian, Yang Chuanlin, there were five brothers in that year.

Plus nephews and so on, not to mention half of the country, at least [-]%.

In the countryside, having more brothers means combat effectiveness, status, and strength.

However, although Yang Chuanwu relied on his brothers to gain more positions, he was not the kind of master who bullied his neighbors. He spoke uprightly like a bell, and his appearance was also upright and upright.

Unlike Gu Siwei, who has a decent appearance, but actually has crooked ideas and bad ideas in his heart.

"Comrade Gu, it's not that our village is stingy, but that we don't have all of these things. We really don't have any knives. If you want to borrow them, can you just use them for stabbing?" Yang Chuanwu said.

"Can this thing be borrowed?"

Gu Siwei was also a little confused.

He just wanted to borrow a skinning knife. Who would have thought that people would say that there is no skinning knife, but they can lend you a military stab.

Who do you think is not confused after hearing this?

And it's obvious that they are not afraid of you not paying back.

This... this person can be so simple?
As soon as Yang Chuanwu heard that Gu Siwei had no objection, he said to a young man next to him: "San Gouzi, go and stab him with a gun."

When San Gouzi, who was holding the bowl, heard this, he stood up and ran away.

Running while eating, this technique directly surprised Gu Siwei, thinking: What kind of strange people are there in this f*cking village, one opened his mouth to borrow his military assassination, and the other ran while eating, is there any serious person? ?
"Salt and others will grab a handful for you. It's not that we are stingy, but that our village doesn't have much salt...".

Gu Siwei looked at Yang Chuanwu's expression, and couldn't help sighing again in his heart: These people are really sincere now, look, borrowing things by themselves, they are not satisfied with them, and they are actually embarrassed, blushing while returning to themselves explain.

Not to mention anything else, just relying on this style, it will be many times better than decades later, even if these people are poor, but from the spiritual level, Gu Siwei really sighs.

Borrowing something that was originally not much from others, they not only give, but also feel that they have not given enough, and feel embarrassed that they did not meet the requirements of the guests.
"Can I borrow a gun?"

What is Longwangshu?

Gu Siwei, this dog thing is here now!

Gu Siwei borrowed the gun not because he wanted to use it for hunting, but because he had never played with a real gun. If he had the opportunity to play with it now, would he still be considered a man?

Yang Chuanwu's embarrassed expression appeared on his face again.

"Comrade Gu, it's not that we are stingy, it's that this thing has discipline, and even if you borrow it from you, it's useless to you. There is a gun, but it doesn't have a single bullet. If you borrow it, it can only be used as a fire stick." ".

What Yang Chuanwu said is true, the guns are really rotten now, don’t underestimate such a big Zhuangzi, Hanyang alone has a dozen or so, and there are a few American-style Springfields, almost every adult manpower a rifle.

At this time, guns are not allowed in the country, not only because of the external environment, Meidi and Suxiu have no good things, and the whole country is a soldier. There are hundreds of millions of militiamen who have been trained. It is really a vast ocean of people's war. .

There are even villages that not only have guns, but also machine guns and cannons, which are serious standard artillery, not fake ones.

The toughness of the people at this time was beyond what Gu Siwei could have imagined decades later.

Zhuangzi also trained before, and the guns had bullets, and a certain number of bullets were removed every year, but now the outside is messed up. In places like Zhuangzi, there are no bullets, so now most of the time I practice fighting. Bayonet, if you want to shoot a gun to hear something, it is impossible.

Hearing what people said, Gu Siwei stopped borrowing.

After a while, San Gouzi, who ran out, came back with an army bayonet in his hand, which was well preserved, at least there was no rust on the bayonet.

After receiving the military assassination, Gu Siwei followed Yang Chuanwu to take a bag of salt.

It's not a whole bag of salt, but a bag of salt wrapped in a piece of paper, about [-] grams in size. It's not that kind of refined salt, but the kind of coarse salt that will only be used to salt pickles in the future. It looks like It is a small grain, and there is still some moisture on it. It is obvious that the salt is a little damp.

This is kosher salt, not the snowflake salt that is common in the future.

There is salt and a knife, and Gu Siwei took half a box of matches. This is all Gu Siwei's borrowed possessions.

"That Comrade Gu!"

Seeing that Gu Siwei was about to leave, Yang Chuanwu stopped Gu Siwei with a sound.

Gu Siwei was a little puzzled.

"Why don't you take Dahei into the mountains? If you have any difficulties, write a paper and ask Dahei to bring them back."

This time, Gu Siwei was really moved a little bit. Look at the innocence of these people now, how come it will be gone in a few decades!
"No, although I can't remember many things, I haven't forgotten the life in the mountains and forests."

Pretending to have amnesia or something is standard equipment, and Gu Siwei is naturally not exempt from it. He pretends to be amnesia where it is difficult to explain, such as how it came about, and how it rolled down the mountain.

He doesn't care whether others believe it or not, he has to believe it first, at least pretending to believe it.

When you shoot people, you shoot horses first, if you cheat people, you cheat yourself first,

——— An old saying.

Seeing that Gu Siwei didn't want to bring the hunting dog into the mountain, Yang Chuanwu didn't say any more.

Gu Siwei didn't stop, and went straight out of the yard, walking up the river along the river.

As soon as Gu Siwei left the yard, these folks got together.

"You said that Comrade Gu's trip would not be in any danger?"

Immediately someone expressed concern.

"No way, look at his looks, he can make himself fat and white in the old forest, and if he is said to be incapable, who will believe it!"

Guo Xiangping, who is in his fifties, is a person who likes to ponder things. At a glance, he thinks that this young man named Gu Siwei is not so simple.

There are five surnames in the village, Liu Yang Sun Guo Luan.

Among them, the surname Yang is the majority, accounting for almost one-third.

Although there are many people with the surname Yang, many of them are relatives-in-law, and they will be cousins ​​within two or three lifetimes, and there is no major conflict between them.

Guo Xiangping had been out in the rivers and lakes before, and had seen some strange people and strange things. In his opinion, this Gu Siwei obviously fits the category of strange people.

"Fifth brother thinks this person is capable?"

Yang Chuanwu asked.

Guo Xiangping nodded: "There are so many strange people in the world, and Comrade Gu is obviously not simple."

At this time Liu Dezhu opened his mouth: "Fifth uncle, do you think he is a spy sent by Lao Jiang?"

Guo Xiangping was taken aback when he heard this, but finally couldn't help laughing out loud: "Spy, what kind of spy do we need in this place? Besides, how can there be such a spy who grows up to be so conspicuous when he goes out? How to be a spy."

Guo Xiangping didn't believe it, just because of Gu Siwei's appearance and temperament, if he became a spy, he would have to sneak into the top ranks of the team.

He grows up like this and mixes in a small village like himself, why does Lao Jiang want to turn to making movies to cheer for actors, or does he want to engage in intelligence? Even sending spies in the small village has to grow like this.

Hearing Liu Dezhu's words, everyone laughed.

But Liu Dezhu, who was a little silly, still thought that Gu Siwei was a spy, and the less others believed Liu Dezhu, the more certain he was. I have to say that Liu Dezhu is a bad-brained kid, a bit too axis.

(End of this chapter)