Back to the Red Age

Chapter 154: Digging into the mountains to pick up rabbits

Seeing that it was early in the morning, before dawn, every household in Hongliang Village turned on the lights, and the hard-working villagers had already started to make fires for cooking.

The Qin family's breakfast usually consists of porridge, steamed buns and pickles, but these days the porridge is thicker than usual, and a bowl of rice is almost completely dry.

After eating, it was daybreak, and everyone set off into the mountains.

"Sister-in-law Li, morning!"

"Aunt Zhang, your family has also gone into the mountains?"

The villagers greeted each other lively and then walked collectively towards the mountain pass.

"Unfortunately, we are close to the mountains, while other villages are far away from the mountains and forests. We have to get up in the middle of the night to light a fire and cook." Mother Qin looked at her huge team and felt very proud. Today, from top to bottom of the old Qin family, even the dogs All the children followed the whole family into the mountains, truly mobilizing the whole family. This is not a rare thing. At this time, the whole family in the village goes out. The adults are responsible for cutting down the trees, and the children will chop down the trees. Good trees are bundled together for easy transportation. A child like Cuicui was too young, so she was only allowed to follow behind to pick up some dry and light twigs.

"Hey, why are there so many people in Fanglan's family? Hey, isn't that Qin Ming?"

Soon some villagers saw the Qin family's team and recognized Qin Ming. At this time, the villagers came over to say hello to him.

"Uncle Ming," Qin Jianshe ran over, "I was thinking that you should come back, but I didn't expect that I would actually see you today. My parents told me to follow Uncle Ming today, so I don't have to go back. .”

Qin Jianshe can continue to study because Qin Ming is his biggest benefactor, so it is understandable that he is grateful to Qin Ming and wants to take the initiative to help.

"What nonsense are you talking about? There are so many people in our family and you still need your half-grown child to help?" Qin Ming glared at him angrily, "We are uncles and nephews, you don't have to be so polite to me, hurry up and go home. Go ahead and come back when you are done with your work, and let us uncle and nephew have a good chat."

"Okay, I'm going to be scolded by my parents again." Qin Jianshe returned to his team with a distressed look on his face. As expected, he was quickly scolded. In the end, Qin Jianshe himself proposed that the firewood he chopped should be given to Qin Jianshe. I sent it over tomorrow, and this time I was exempted from the scolding.

Qin Ming ignored Qin Jianshe, chatted with the villagers, and soon entered the forest that he was responsible for.

"We're here, let's start working as we did yesterday!" Qin's father spat, then put the sickle behind his waist and started climbing the tree.

Although they are opening a mountain, they are also particular about felling. Tree species and seedlings cannot be felled. Therefore, in addition to cutting down some miscellaneous trees and some dead trees, the main felling targets are the branches of big trees. This kind of work requires people to climb up a big tree, so it is not an easy task.

Father Qin of the Qin family, Qin Dashan, and Qin Sanniu are all good tree climbers. They put their sickles behind their backs and ran up the tree. In a short while, they climbed out of the tree.

Qin Ming chose a tree. When he was a child, everyone did not climb trees to dig out bird's nests and fish in rivers, so he did not know this skill. Although he understood this small skill by watching his father and brother climb trees, Qin Ming Ming did not use it, but chose other methods. He took a breath first, and then walked towards the big tree. The big tree that originally grew vertically was like flat ground in Qin Ming's eyes. , stepped forward directly.

"Wow, uncle is so awesome!" Seeing that Qin Ming didn't need to hold the tree with both hands, he walked up as if he was firmly glued to the tree. Several children clapped their hands excitedly to cheer Qin Ming. Qin's mother and others While clearing away the debris, he looked up when he heard some movement and saw Qin Ming climbing a tree with his hands hanging in the air. He was so frightened that he stopped breathing and said, "Be careful, Yao Yao."

"Mom, it's okay." Qin Ming smiled at Qin's mother, and then chopped off the branches above.

He cut off the branch as thick as his wrist with one stroke of his knife, and then the next branch. After a while, the ground was covered with scattered branches.

"Brother, this is so fast!" Qin Dashan and the others had just finished one tree, but Qin Ming had already finished a large area.

With his participation, the entire felling process was many times faster. Qin Mu and the others were still clearing out miscellaneous trees, but in the end they also joined the procession of bundling firewood.

It was soon noon, and the children were already growling with hunger. Mother Qin looked at the sun and decided to prepare for a meal.

Naturally, you can't light a fire in the mountain forest, so everyone will retreat to the foot of the mountain to light a fire and cook. When Qin Ming and the others arrived at the foot of the mountain with bundled firewood, there were already many villagers here.

"Qin Ming is out. Come on, drink some of the tea you just made."

"Qin Laoliu, come quickly. The best roasting knives and newly roasted peanuts are waiting for you."

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The villagers were grateful for Qin Ming's help and brought out their own goodies to greet them. The young man even invited him to come over for a drink. Qin Ming did not refuse, "It's done by burning a knife. It's so cold that the two sips are all over your body." It's hot enough. Just wait, I've got some food and wine, so I'll bring some over!"

Qin Ming piled firewood next to the big green horse, and then took out a package of the braised pork he made yesterday. After stewing and soaking overnight, the braised pork was already very tasty. As soon as he opened the oil paper package, The strong fragrance rushed out.

"What is it? It smells so good!"

"This is the taste of braised pork. Who is so willing to eat braised pork?"

The villagers smelled the vague smell, and immediately twitched their noses and looked around. Soon, they discovered that the smell was emanating from the young people.

"Hey, these little bastards are really willing to spend money, even eating braised food."

"Why don't you eat some braised pork? It's hard for Qin Ming to have a meal with everyone."

"Brother Ming, your food is too hard, it's not suitable!"

The young man asked Qin Ming to come over for a drink just to have fun. Unexpectedly, Qin Ming immediately brought a bag of braised vegetables over and looked at the pickles and roasted peanuts they brought out. His face turned red immediately. It's not on the same level as Qin Ming's food to go with the wine. This is completely taking advantage of Qin Ming. "What's inappropriate about this? I was just thinking about the cold weather, and I had a few warm drinks. Before I thought, you guys prepared them. What are you still doing? Hurry up and fix them for me. ah?"

"I'll pour wine for Uncle Ming." Qin Jianshe poured some shabu knives for Qin Ming and then handed it over, "Uncle Ming, here it is!"

"Hit! My eldest nephew must be sensible." Qin Ming took a big mouthful of the roasted knife, and the spicy and fiery taste came up immediately. "It must be strong enough. Come on, don't stop, try my braised pork." How about cooking?"

"The color of this stew is bright red, and the taste is very fragrant. It's really strange. When did the stew of the Li family's small intestine become good?" Someone curiously looked at the stew in front of them and chopped it into small pieces. Chunks of chicken and duck, pork cut into thick slices, deep-fried tofu with a bright red color after soaking up the soup, and thickly sliced ​​potatoes. The aroma penetrated right into their noses, better than any braised pork they had ever tasted. They all taste delicious, and then someone thought of small intestine plums.

Xiaochangli is an old restaurant, said to have been open for more than a hundred years. When people from Sijiu City mentioned its braised pork, they all praised it. The intestines are fat but not greasy, and the meat is rotten but not bad. Anyone who eats it wants to eat it again. In the past, villagers would occasionally buy it and taste it, but it is different now. If you want to eat meat outside, you have to give meat tickets in addition to money. In Hongliang Village, they The people have rural accounts and naturally do not have a share of meat coupons, so in the past few months, few people have bought braised pork.

"That's not possible. I'll just tinker with it myself. Let's all try the food I eat at home and see how it tastes?" Qin Ming smiled and greeted everyone. He had also eaten braised small intestine plums, so The taste is far inferior to what I made myself.

"You made it yourself? You have to try it!" Someone took the lead and took out a piece of fried tofu with his chopsticks. He put it in his mouth and bit it, and a mouthful of marinade burst out. "Hiss, this taste is so delicious." !”

"Really? Let me try it!"

The delicious braised food attracted many people, and Qin Ming did not stop him. Except for a few households in Hongliang Village, everyone else has a good relationship with their family. Although this kind of large-scale collective activity It's based on account, but you try my food, I eat a piece of your steamed buns, and brag and chat, that's the normal neighborly relationship. After a while, the people here were packed into several floors and they were busy. In the morning, when I stopped now, my body felt cold. I drank a few sips of wine and felt alive. I would have to continue working later.

Qin Ming drank the wine in his lunch box and left. When he returned to the place where he cooked, Zhang Yinghong and Wang Limei had already steamed the steamed buns. On the cleared ground in front of them, in addition to their own stew, There were also a lot of messy peanuts, pickles, dried tofu and other things, which were brought to them by the villagers on their own initiative. Of course, Qin's mother was not stingy, so she asked a few children to pick some and cook them in braised vegetables and return them.

After Qin Ming finished eating, he went into the mountains again. He had the skills and was fast. If he did more, his family would be able to relax more.

When Qin's father and others came to the forest, they saw the trees all over the ground, "Nai, my uncle is so awesome, can I also go to a martial arts school to study!"

Boys always yearn for powerful force, especially when they see that the whole family does not do as much work as Qin Ming, they can't help but think of a lot.

"What's the rush? As long as you really have that ability, your uncle will definitely teach you." Mother Qin glared at them and asked everyone to start working. All the work is done.”

Qin Ming really came with the intention of finishing the work. Qin's father and his two brothers are ordinary people, especially Qin's father, who is not young at all. If there is an accident and he falls while climbing the tree, That was no joke. On the contrary, he was very strong and had the skills to do these tasks very easily.

"Yao Yao, it's almost done. It's enough firewood for us for a year. Come back and have a rest!" Qin's mother was very happy. This little son of hers is really promising. In less than a day, they will be killed. It took a few days to finish the work, but the faster she worked, the more tired she became. She didn't want her precious pen-holder to collapse from exhaustion.

"Almost done?" Qin Ming then raised his head and looked back. Behind him were large tracts of cut down trees. Unknowingly, he had cleared the area around their home.

Qin's mother was bundling firewood with her children, while Qin's father was transporting firewood with his son and daughter-in-law. The terrain in the mountains meant that the trees could not go down the slope directly, so they often had to act as porters themselves. , carrying the family’s warmth and fireworks for a year to the foot of the mountain.

Seeing Father Qin's hunched body carrying firewood, Qin Ming hurriedly walked over and said, "Dad, take a rest and bundle firewood with mother, and I'll carry it down the mountain."

"Okay, then come on. You have to take it easy and don't pretend too much. The road down the mountain is not easy!" Qin Ming is very strong and everyone in the family already knows about it, so Qin's father only gave a few words of caution. agreed.

"It's great that my children have grown up and know how to care for others!" Qin's mother asked Father Qin to rest for a while, but Father Qin refused, "Our family is making fast progress. While it's still early, I'll take the dog into the mountains. Let’s go around and have a meal tonight.”

"Don't go in too deep, just go around the outside and come back!"

"I know, I'll be back soon!" Qin's father walked with the dog to the forest area for a long time but found nothing. When he came back, he heard that Qin Ming had caught a few hares.

"Really? How did you catch it?" Qin's father was surprised. After the mountain was opened, the area was full of people. How could there be hares?

"When I was carrying firewood down, I took a shortcut that no one took, and I came across a big stone blocking the road. I didn't want to take a detour, so I kicked the stone to pieces, and then I found the nest of rabbits. I guess it was He was frightened by the movement I made and fainted, and then I picked it up."

It is impossible for others to kick a stone into pieces, but Qin Ming is a kung fu student, so it is very reasonable to kick a stone into pieces. Sure enough, Qin's father did not doubt it, "Rabbits are timid and will run far away at the slightest sign of trouble. Let's There was a lot of noise in Kaishan, and these little beasts all fled into the caves without showing up. I guess you encountered them this time. They didn't choose the right hole to hide in, so they were scared by you."

"Let's eat roasted rabbit tonight, and then make some braised food for lunch tomorrow!" Qin Ming quickly made clear arrangements for the rabbits that were taken out of the system space.

At the foot of the mountain, many villagers had gathered around Lao Qin's flatbed truck, pointing at the truck.

"kill him!"

"If you do anything wrong and choose to be a thief, it will bring shame on our Hongliang Village."

"Holy crap? Who became a thief?"

"Why do you think I stole something I picked up myself?"

Father Qin and the others could not hear clearly what everyone was saying noisily, but Qin Ming had good ears, but he could faintly hear someone scolding each other.

But the content of this scolding is a bit interesting.

A thief was caught stealing something?

Who is it?

The most famous second-rate man in Hongliang Village, Wang Dachui, is now serving jail time. How long has this village been quiet, and now a thief has appeared again?

(End of this chapter)