Rebirth 1984 Wife and children are on the hot bed

The meat yield rate of deer is not high. In addition, wild deer come and go without a trace, run very fast and are difficult to hunt, so the price of venison is quite high.

of course.

It is not ruled out that Lao Wu wanted to make some money and raised the price.

3块5一斤，5斤就是17块5毛钱。

This price is definitely ridiculously expensive for ordinary workers with a monthly salary of tens of dollars.

But for Xu Dajia, it is completely small money.

After paying the bill, he left on his [-]-inch big bar.

The weather is getting colder and colder, many trees have become bare, withered grass all over the sky, full of desolation and loneliness.

back home.

The four hunting dogs came up to us enthusiastically, grunting, wagging their tails, jumping happily, and running wildly in the yard.

"Silly dog, stop running away, your claws are digging into the dirt."

Xu Dahai parked the [-]-meter pole, and there were a few dog paw prints on his cotton-padded jacket.

Wang Xiuxiu, who heard the commotion, came out and said with a smile:

"What did you buy? Pork? No, pork is not this color."

"It's venison! Don't you love venison? I bought it from Lao Wu along the way."

In the evening, I made dumplings with venison.

wow~

The venison dumplings are cooked in the pot, floating in the dumpling soup, like fat boats, steaming hot and fragrant.

"Xiao Tingzi, stop messing with the cat, wash your hands and eat!"

"Hmm~"

Xu Dahai poured some water into the basin, Little Tingzi washed her hands obediently, and the fat lazy cat waggled the tip of its tail and meowed non-stop next to it.

"Meow~meow~"

Just as I put three bowls of dumplings on the kang table, there was a power outage, and the room suddenly fell into darkness.

The cold wind was blowing outside the window, and there was a vague barking of a dog. Xu Dahai glanced through the window into the distance, and the neighbor's house was also dark.

Light the kerosene lamp.

Wang Xiuxiu brought in another basket of dumplings, and Xu Dahai put the minced garlic, minced ginger and vinegar pot on the table.

"Eat. If there's not enough in the bowl, eat what's on the grate."

Although there was a power outage and the light was dim, with the faint light of the kerosene lamp, there was something special about eating delicious meat dumplings with my family.

"Is it delicious?" Wang Xiuxiu asked expectantly.

"It's delicious! It's so fragrant!" Xu Dahai picked up the dumplings with chopsticks, dipped them in vinegar, put them in his mouth and chewed them. It was so delicious.

Venison is indeed delicious.

One bite at a time, a dozen dumplings were quickly eaten.

The little girl also nodded repeatedly, but she ate much slower than Xu Dahai.

"Mom, would you like to give the cat a dumpling to eat?" Seeing the big orange cat's mouth almost bursting with greed, the little girl quickly added another sentence.

"Eat after others first, and then talk about her after they are full."

The cold wind in the yard is getting stronger and stronger, whirring, whirring, and I don’t know what is blowing, crackling, and the windows are making random noises.

The family of three chatted while eating, chatting about the interesting things the little girl did in the Yuhong class, and what happened in the village.

After Xu Dahai finished eating the dumplings in his bowl, Wang Xiuxiu took his bowl to the main room and quickly filled him with a bowl of dumpling soup.

"By the way, when you went to the countryside today, a small seller came to the village to buy chinchilla skins."

"Buy chinchilla skin? How much does it cost?"

"Okay four dollars and a half."

Wang Xiuxiu carefully placed the bowl of dumpling soup on the table and asked with a smile: "Are you going to hunt squirrels?"

The chinchilla is a type of squirrel. Its fur is gray, soft, and fine, like satin.

It is one of the main hunting targets of hunters.

There are many of them, they have small ears and big fluffy tails. They are indeed quite cute, but they can also be a serious disaster when it comes to food.

The period between late autumn and early winter is when the fur of squirrels is densest and of the best quality, so it is also the best time to hunt squirrels.

"What's wrong? Do you want to eat gray rat meat?"

"No, if there are a lot of chinchillas to hunt, just make a waistcoat. If there are not enough, just sew a scarf or a pair of gloves."

"Okay, but you need special tools to kill squirrels."

"What tool? Can't a slingshot work?"

"It's just a kid's thing, that's not acceptable."

Xu Dahai took a sip of wine and ate the dumplings on the grate.

"There are groups of people hunting squirrels, and there are many children running around in the mountains with slingshots every day. The squirrels are all good at it."

Xu Dahai knew that the Oroqen tribe, a hunting nation, had a gun specifically designed to shoot squirrels, but the Oroqen tribe mainly operated in Inner Mongolia.

The distance is too far.

You can't shoot squirrels with ordinary bullet-shooting guns.

Because the chinchilla is not big, all it wants is the skin. If the skin is damaged after being shot, it will be worthless.

"Xiao Tingzi and her grandfather can make a slingshot gun, which is perfect for shooting squirrels. I will go to the yard to have a look later."

"Slingshot gun?"

This was the first time Wang Xiuxiu heard about this thing.

"Yes, it looks like a rifle, but the principle is the same as a slingshot."

After having a full meal, Xu Dahai strolled to his grandfather's courtyard.

The kerosene lamp was also on. Grandma was sitting on the kang, holding the soles of her shoes under the dim light. Grandpa was reading the newspaper while wearing reading glasses.

"Master, have you eaten?"

"Who is it? It's Xiaohai. It's cold outside. Come inside."

Grandma got off the kang and hurriedly took out pine nuts, peanuts, stove nuts, kangle fruits, etc. from the cabinet for him to eat.

In grandma's eyes.

Xu Dahai is still a child.

After chatting for a few words, Xu Dahai explained his purpose of coming, and his grandfather readily agreed.

"Master, when will it be ready?"

"Well...I have to visit my old comrades tomorrow. Don't worry, Luoxue will definitely be able to do it before."

"Yeah, that's fine."

Xu Dahai knew that his grandfather often visited his old comrades in nearby counties. As he got older, he became more nostalgic and recalled the glorious past.

Some old comrades who had life-long friendships and survived brutal wars were also living very hard, and my grandfather often helped them.

So when Xu Dahai left, he put down another 500 yuan. He also respected the veterans of the Anti-Japanese War.

Time elapses.

In the blink of an eye, more than a week has passed.

The last sugar cane in the backyard has been eaten one after another, and only the green cabbage is still growing.

The long-term worker Yang Weiguo is very diligent. He used dried sweet potato vines to tie up the Chinese cabbages. It is said that this is good for the cabbages to grow into their hearts.

In the past, many people in Dahai grew cabbage without bundling it.

"Xiuxiu, it's almost time. Let's chop the white cabbage and pickle the sauerkraut."

"Hmm, how much sauerkraut should I pickle this year?"

"Isn't there enough food to pickle in a jar? It's okay. If there is really not enough food to eat by then, just go to Xiaotingzi's grandma's yard to have some food."

Xu Dahai and his wife came to the backyard and began to bend down to chop cabbage and prepare to pickle this year's sauerkraut.