Reborn in the 70s / Reborn in 1978

It wasn't until Lao Guo's family came back that Hei Hu touched Lao Guo's aunt's leg with his nose and turned to go home.It turned out that the thief was really miserable, so Mrs. Guo gave him five yuan.

The thief was a blessing in disguise. You must know that at that time, a catty of meat was only thirty-five cents, and five yuan was really a lot.

Lying on the black tiger and playing with its ears, the dog's ears are lying on its stomach, soft, looking up to see his brother squatting in the vegetable field sweating and busy, and he doesn't know what he is doing.

My brother liked this since he was a child. He went to the mountains and rivers to tinker alone, fishing and catching birds, raising flowers, fish and birds, and it was still like this until he was almost 50 years old.

With the sun in summer and snow and ice in winter, he often climbs mountains and walks for ten or twenty kilometers just to catch a fish, sleeps in a tent at night and eats bread, and he enjoys it himself.

Whether it is river fishing, lake fishing or sea fishing, he is the creator of several fishing records in Liaodong Province, and he has also turned his hobby into a career, starting from squatting on the roadside selling a few fishhooks in 2013s, until [-], He already owns several fishing tackle shops and is the largest fishing tackle dealer in Cup Creek and surrounding cities.

The vegetables in the field have already grown to the height of an adult’s knees. Zhang Xingming walked over, and his brother was digging worms in the vegetable field. This season is when the cabbage worms grow fat. Children like to dig and play everywhere, and adults don’t care. , Just think that you can eliminate harm while playing.

There is no fence in the yard, so Zhang Xingming lost interest after working with his brother for a while, he must be in his forties, how could he really look like a child.

He just pulled a few stalks of grass and held them in his hands, leaning against the black tiger and thinking wildly.The elder brother was digging in the ground with a canning jar happily, and gradually walked to the distance.

The warm sun is shining head-on, the breeze is blowing, the sound of the river in the distance can be faintly heard, the sun is shining, and the ground is full of green streamers, and the white, yellow and purple wild flowers on the edge of the garden are swaying in the breeze , A few small butterflies are flying on the flowers, getting up for a while, and falling down for a while.

While drowsy, Heihu suddenly stood up without making a sound, crouched down and ran in the direction of his brother. Zhang Xingming was thrown to the ground. He was in a daze and didn't know what was going on, when he heard a deliberate sound coming from a distance. Shouting with a suppressed voice: "Xiaojun, stand still, don't move, don't look back."

Zhang Xingming stood up straight, tried his best to raise his heels to look over there, but saw nothing. He saw his neighbor Uncle Yang running around in a big circle, running towards his brother on tiptoes. Already crouched down and ran to his brother.

Suddenly, there was a shaking in the vegetable field not far from my brother, and the black tiger had passed his brother, blocked him with his body, and roared there.Then the shaking of the piece stopped.

Uncle Yang finally ran to his brother and hugged him up. The brother was still struggling to reach down and said, "Bottle, the bottle is down."

Zhang Xingming immediately thought of one thing. I remember what my mother said, when my brother was playing alone in the vegetable field when he was a child, a half-sized wild boar ran into the vegetable garden and ate vegetables a few steps away from his brother. Later, the adults came and beat the wild boar. Die, share the meat.

Uncle Yang picked up his elder brother, ignoring his struggle, put his right hand into his mouth and whistled vigorously, beckoning to the distance, and then several neighbors came to this side, Uncle Yang shouted: "Take it, you wild boar. hurry up."

Those few people split up to copy things, stones, sticks, and shovels. Anyway, they just picked up what was available in the nearby yard.

Heihu roared a few times, then stopped talking, just bent down, let out a low voice of "huhu", and walked slowly towards the vegetable field.The vegetable field was shaking violently, and Zhang Xingming could vaguely see a thin black back flashing through the vegetable seedlings. The wild boar found that there were many dogs and adults, and chose to retreat.

Heihu didn't chase after wildly, but stood between the wild boar and his brother, slowly moved his body, and leaned towards the wild boar.

The wild boar was obviously flustered, and saw the vegetable seedling shaking here and then there, and was slowly forced to the direction of the riverside by the black tiger.

Because of its short size, it couldn't see east, west, north, south, or north in the vegetable field. It retreated while hiding from the black tiger, and finally got out of the vegetable field. The wild boar suddenly gained strength and turned around and ran away.

Just two steps away, a shovel hit the pig's face head-on, causing it to roll over on the ground a few times, screamed and got up and ran.

Zhang Xingming can see clearly now, it is dark, with a thin and pointed nose, and the small ears are pointed back. His streamlined figure is obviously a few ranks higher than that of a domestic pig, and his teeth are sharp and sharp. outside the mouth.

The black tiger rushed forward, and then lay across in front of the wild boar. The wild boar hopped and turned around, and then a wooden stick hit it on the head. With a bang, Zhang Xingming couldn't help gritting his teeth.

The wild boar was knocked down all of a sudden, and he struggled a few times before standing up. This time he was hit so hard that he staggered and almost fell when he stood up.

Then a shovel was swung across again, and the wild boar bit the shovel handle in its mouth with its head tilted, and the shovel tip cut the corner of its mouth, and blood flowed out.

The wild boar let out a muffled hiss, biting the handle of the shovel, turned its head and shook it, and with a click, the handle of the shovel was cracked, and the person holding the shovel was also loosened by the shaking of the shovel, and fell to the ground. , and even rolled back, showing the power of the wild boar.

The wild boar snatched the shovel, turned around while biting it, and the handle of the shovel suddenly turned half a circle, which made everyone jump back a step in fright.At this time, a stone the size of a fist flew over and hit it on the side of the face, knocking it over again, and the shovel fell to the ground.

After all, it was a half-big pig. The stone hit the side of the face and the stick just now. The wild boar crawled for a long time without getting up. stand up.

A few people came up and crackled with spades and sticks. The wild boar was lying on the ground trembling with blood bleeding from its mouth. Uncle Yang, who was holding his brother in his arms, shouted, "Don't hit, don't hit, let the blood out while you're still alive."

Then the wild boar was picked up by the neck and hung upside down on the wall of Laosun's courtyard with a rope. Someone had already run into the house to get a kitchen knife and a basin and came out.

Uncle Yang put his brother on the ground, went over to take the kitchen knife, cut off all four hooves and neck of the wild boar, and put the basin under the pig.

A fishy smell came out, and blood splashed into the basin.My brother squatted on the edge of the basin and looked at it, seeing that the posture meant that he wanted to reach out and touch it.

Zhang Xingming also came over at this time, and took a look at the wild boar, which was already dead. The fierce look in his eyes had not faded away, and the black and red blood flowed down its face and mouth, adding a bit of bitterness.

Seeing his brother squatting there enjoying himself, Zhang Xingming turned his mouth, looked back at the vegetable field, and said, "Brother, where's your bottle? The bugs are gone."

The elder brother jumped up and ran into the vegetable field, looking for his treasure, and even poured out the bugs and counted them there.

"I didn't run away." My brother said to Zhang Xingming contentedly.Zhang Xingming was dumbfounded, he dug up a worm and counted it, so he swallowed it.

Then my brother held his worm jar, looked at the vegetable field, looked at the wild boar, he was a little hesitant, Zhang Xingming wanted to laugh, and asked: "You don't want to feed the chicken anymore?"

The elder brother looked down at the worms in the bottle, then turned his head to look at the chickens who had just been frightened and ran around, and now they were leisurely and leisurely, and walked towards the chickens with the bottle in their arms.

When the old chickens saw their brother coming, they tilted their heads and walked towards him. Chickens also recognize people, they know their owners and those who have fed them.

A few chicks instinctively hid for a while, and when they saw the old chicken walk by, they stood still and observed.

My brother walked up to the chicken, squatted down, squeezed the worms from the bottle, and handed them over.The old chicken looked left and right, stretched out its mouth and grabbed one end of the bug, but the elder brother did not let go, the bug was stretched so long that it was trembling, the elder brother laughed, stretched it enough and let go, the old chicken swallowed at the same time. One worm came out and passed it to the other, and it was fun for a long time.

The chick also rushed over at this time, chirping for bugs.Young chickens eat differently from old chickens. They are more eager to snatch and swallow quickly. My brother finds it boring after feeding two, so he avoids the young chickens and feeds the old chickens. The young chickens go to the old chicken's mouth to grab them. A group of chickens started chattering, and now my brother was happy, no one lifted up the worms, watching them anxiously scrambling.

Before the worms were finished feeding, mom and dad got off work. When they saw a crowd around the door, a bloody smell wafted far away. Dad panicked after a long distance. What's wrong?"

Uncle Yang looked back and saw that it was his father, and said: "I got a wild boar, this is not bloodletting, it's almost done, just in time for you to come back, pack up and drink."

Dad looked at it and said: "This pig has been hungry for several days, and there is no meat left. Who caught it? Where did it get caught? We still have this thing here, and it went into the mountain?" "

Unlike domestic pigs, wild boars are thick and fat, and you can’t tell it even after being hungry for a few days. Wild boars, like wolves, lose fat if they don’t eat for a day, which is obvious.

Lao Yang pointed to the pool of blood on the ground, and said, "Whoever has the time to go up the mountain, you won't be able to find it if you go up the mountain. They fought here, and they came here by themselves."

On the other side of the river is a big mountain. The mountain is still an old forest at the moment. Rabbits and badgers can be seen a few times when they run down, but this is the first time that wild boars are so exaggerated.

Dad looked down and saw that the wild boar had come out of his own vegetable field. He walked to the edge of the field and looked around. Some vegetables fell, and then his father's eyes began to look for the child.

I first saw Zhang Xingming, looked up and down, and then went to see the brother who was feeding the chickens. After confirming that the two children were all right, I breathed a sigh of relief and looked better. Then I turned around and said, "Then you can lift it up, I will do this for fun." Yi'er is quite authentic. There are a lot of these things in my hometown, and I rely on them to eat meat. In the past few years, the forest has disappeared, and the beating has been ruthless, so I can't see it anymore."

My mother also came over, looked at it and said: "Oh my god, I haven't watched this game for a long time. Who played it? This game is not easy to play? Didn't the big pig watch it? This game Hold the grudge, you can follow me."

Zhang Xingming walked over and took his mother's hand, and said, "Brother was digging worms in the ground, and the wild boar ran to my side, and Uncle Yang ran in a big circle to hug him up. Uncle Ding, Uncle Song, Uncle Yu, Uncle Wang Here it is, kill the wild boar, just by itself, there is no big pig."

My mother and father were startled, and my mother went to pick up my eldest brother and looked back and forth, trying to find out if he was hurt. My father took Uncle Yang's hand and said, "Oh my god, thank you so much, old man." Yang, thank you, thank you, thank you, this guy is too scary."

Uncle Yang pointed to Heihu who was walking over to say hello to his mother, and said, "Let's talk, it's still your Heihu shop. I saw that the front pigs had all entered the vegetable field, and it was only three or four meters away from the boss. He didn't dare to shout, so he walked around from the other end, and he didn't dare to run fast, for fear of frightening the pigs.

Your black tiger looked ahead of me, and didn't yell, just pressed its body and went directly to the boss's side. It stopped in front of the boss before starting to bark, and drove the pig up the road bit by bit. , I dared to run a few steps to pick up the boss after it was over. To be honest, I was too scared at that time.This dog is really good. "

The mother put down her elder brother and hugged Hei Hu, and after touching and kissing him for a long time, she said to her father: "The pork has to be given to Hei Hu. This is a meritorious service. It's so good, isn't it a tiger? It's amazing." , It's really good, I didn't raise you in vain."

Hei Hu rubbed his dog's face against his mother's face, sticking out his tongue happily.

In the evening, Dad was in charge of cooking. Uncle Yang and his five people, together with Zhang Xingming’s family, ate a meal of wild pork. Hei Hu also enjoyed a small pot of meat bones. It is said that dogs are raised as pigs these days, and most of the family feeds pigs When it comes time to share a spoonful for the dog, let alone meat, there is no vegetable soup.

After eating, Dad divided the rest of the wild pork. The big guys took one piece and went back, and Dad sent another piece to the old Sun’s house opposite, because there is Uncle Yang and they can’t call grandson today. Mother and the others came to eat, so they left a piece of meat for them to cook by themselves tomorrow.