In the year of disaster in the book, the villain girl is the real winner

After leaving the village, they walked west along the village entrance. After about seven or eight hundred meters, they arrived at a small river flowing along the foot of the West Mountain.

It is really a small river.

It hadn't rained much in Ningyuan County for several months, and the river had long dried up, revealing large goose eggs on the riverbed and the river bottom.

Some of the silt at the bottom of the river has been cracked by the sun.

There are still a few puddles in the low-lying areas.

The embankment built upstream to block the water is only half a meter high. The embankment cannot store much water. It is mainly used to block the river water and divert it into the canal leading to Shiliu Village.

There is not much water in the river, and the canal connecting the river bank has long dried up so that little grass or trees grow.

They walked along the river bank towards the mountain, and the little stupid cat suddenly ran out and floated in front of He Qiudi.

"Fish, fish, fish~"

It pointed its fat pink and white paw at the bay at the corner below the river bank and shouted excitedly.

He Qiudi estimated that the water there was not deep. She touched the little stupid cat's fur from a distance and said, "Help me go into the mountains to find two pheasants, and I will help you fish."

"Ok."

With the little stupid cat as a weapon, she can be lazy for a while and doesn't have to look for small prey by herself.

The three of them entered the mountain, and the little stupid cat soon found a pheasant in the bushes on the outer hillside.

He Qiudi suddenly guessed that within a radius of twenty-two meters from her, the little stupid cat could sense her or what it wanted.

Such as fish and pheasant.

Isn't this just a walking detector?

Her plump, white body was round and she lay lazily on the bushes as if she had no weight, her short round claws pointing at the pheasant hiding inside.

The pheasant has gray-brown mottled fur and hides in the bushes, making it difficult to spot if you don't look carefully.

But with the little stupid cat as a guide, He Qiudi immediately saw the pheasant's gray-brown feathers, which were slightly different in color from the bushes.

He Qiudi looked at Dalang and Sanlang behind him, made a gesture to them to keep quiet, then put an arrow on the bow and shot an arrow before Dalang and Sanlang could see clearly.

He Qiudi deliberately missed the target with this arrow.

The bushes moved, startling the pheasant, which let out a "cluck" and flapped its wings, running around in panic!

Dalang and Sanlang were so frightened by the thing that suddenly flew out that they took two steps back. After they saw clearly what it was, they screamed again.

"Pheasant!"

"It's a pheasant!"

The pheasant was frightened by the two brothers and flew even faster, running towards the woods.

He Qiudi shot another arrow, but this time he still missed. The arrow shot into the trunk of the pine tree, and the arrow feathers swayed from side to side, making a buzzing sound.

The pheasant was frightened by the arrow and turned its head to another open direction.

Dalang reacted and ran away.

"Chase!"

He Qiudi ran sideways to his back and waited for the pheasant to escape into the grass. She drew the bow again and shot an arrow steadily, pinning the pheasant's wings to the grass.

"Hit it, hit it!"

Dalang crawled straight into the bushes and pounced to catch the injured pheasant.

The pheasant cackled and flapped its wings, trying to escape. Dalang thought that if the pheasant returned home alive, it would definitely be kept by his grandmother and sent to the county town to be eaten by his uncle the next morning. So he decided to take drastic measures and grabbed the pheasant's head, then used both hands to twist the pheasant's neck to break it.

He Qiudi stood diagonally behind him and saw clearly how his eldest nephew twisted the chicken's neck so neatly and efficiently. He couldn't help but sigh that the young are really formidable.

I had reminded him that the pheasant's beak was very sharp and that he should be careful not to get his eyes or hands pecked, but the pheasant died just like that.

It's her fault.

Dalang is already over eleven years old and has been living in the wilderness and mountains all year round, so how could he be afraid of these things?

When He Qiudi saw that the pheasant was dead, he took the arrow off the chicken's wings.

"I'll pull out the arrow on the pine tree trunk, and one of you will pick up the one in the bushes." He Qiudi ordered.

Arrows are expensive, so recycle them if you can!

Sanlang stamped his feet, very excited: "Aunt, Aunt, I'll go collect it, I'll go collect it."

"Okay. Saburo, be careful~"

The arrow on the pine tree trunk was shot so hard that He Qiudi had to use all her strength to pull it out.

This body is too weak.

She needs to drink milk well to supplement protein, calcium, iron and zinc so that she can grow taller.

He Qiudi looked at the arrow with regret. The arrow had been very blunt after piercing the tree trunk. He would have to sharpen it carefully after returning home before using it next time.

"Aunt, brother, look what I found!"

Sanlang held an arrow in one hand and three light green pheasant eggs in the other.

Dalang ran over quickly and said, "It's a pheasant egg!"

He picked up a pheasant egg and looked at He Qiudi: "Aunt, let's boil the pheasant eggs and eat them. One for each of us is just right."

He Qiudi thought for a moment before saying, "Put it away first and take it back to let my mother see if it's a live egg. If it is, let the old hen at home incubate it to see if chicks can be hatched. The male pheasant's feathers are very beautiful. I want to raise two pheasants."

"it is good."

With the help of the little stupid cat, He Qiudi, Dalang and Sanlang "hard" hunted a pheasant.

This time, He Qiudi used a total of four arrows to hunt the wild rooster.

Dalang once again broke the pheasant's neck without hesitation and threw it into the backpack. Sanlang was so happy that he almost jumped up and helped to pick up the arrow.

"Da Lang, San Lang, it's getting late, let's go down the mountain."

He Qiudi looked at the sky and decided to go home early.

"Okay. Let's go back and boil some water so that grandma can pluck the feathers and gut the two pheasants."

When He Qiudi was going down the mountain, he found a suitable branch, cut it down with a dagger, and trimmed the branches and leaves to make a long stick. He went to the river to pick up stones to sharpen the arrow, and then tied the arrow to one end of the long stick with the prepared cloth strip.

After seeing He Qiudi finish, Sanlang scratched his head in confusion: "Aunt, what do you want to do by doing this?"

He Qiudi pointed to the bay not far below the river bank and said, "Just now on the mountain, I seemed to see sunlight reflected by fish scales in that puddle. Let's go take a look. There must be fish in it."

Dalang pulled He Qiudi and said, "Grandma doesn't allow us to go down to the river."

He Qiudi shook his head indifferently: "The river is dry, so what difference does it make whether you go in or not? The water in the bay is not even up to my waist. Even if I fall in, I won't drown."

Dalang said anxiously, "But the water in that bay is very cold. If you fall in, you will catch a cold. If anything happens to you, grandma will skin me and Sanlang alive."

Cold?

Yes.

Medical care was not well developed in ancient times, and catching a cold was a serious matter.

Dalang's words just reminded her. She was still angry about how to get the resources from the port more cost-effectively.

It would be most cost-effective to pick up three kilograms of medicine tomorrow.

She also keeps a lot of commonly used medicines in her small building.

Don't worry about catching a cold or fever.

There are many kinds of medicine. You can get a few more to replenish the missing medicines in the small building, and you don’t have to worry about difficult and complicated diseases.

He Qiudi then waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "Don't worry, I'll be careful. Just stand outside the bay and give it a try. If it doesn't work, I won't force it."

Although Dalang and Sanlang were anxious, He Qiudi was the boss and she had the final say. After hearing her words that she would be cautious, they had no choice but to follow her.

The two men had no choice but to follow He Qiudi nervously and fearfully, pulled up their pants, and walked towards the bay on the pebbles at the bottom of the river.

The bay is about 20 square meters wide. The water is very clear and looks shallow, but He Qiudi knows that the clearer the water, the deeper it may be.

He Qiudi took a two-meter-long stick and probed the bottom of the water. He was shocked and the long stick almost didn't reach the bottom.

The water depth is over one meter and two meters.

In other words, if he fell in, Saburo might be drowned.

Dalang pulled He Qiudi's waist belt and tremblingly advised: "Aunt, let's go."

"no!"

Are you kidding? She saw a few grass carps weighing three or four pounds swimming around in this bay, and she just left like that. Is it something that He Qiudi, who is willing to take advantage of others, would do? !