Rebirth 1955 starts from the hunter

"Uncle Qi, the car is beautiful, isn't it? Are you satisfied now?"

Uncle Seventh was touching his brand new bicycle, smiling from ear to ear. When he saw the sign on it, he said, "Purchasing Department, that's fine. Let's go to Uncle Two's house tonight and collect all the prey from the surrounding villages, hehehehe...!"

Lin Dong took out the tobacco leaves and roast duck and said, "No, that would be too conspicuous. My colleagues would target me. Let's just buy the food from our own village first. I'll give you a price list later. Use the food at home first. I'll buy more when I have time."

"Whoever dares to block the Ming Tombs Bridge, don't even think about getting a single purchase here!"

"Okay, Uncle Qi, my dad told us to keep a low profile for the first year until we have a solid foundation. This is Xiao Lanhua, try it and see if it's authentic."

"Dongzi, are you stupid? You buy a pound of tobacco every time you see someone buying tobacco leaves. Now it's all damp. You can't finish this big bag in a lifetime. Give some to your second and third uncles."

Lin Dong was reluctant to go because they didn't interact much on a regular basis.

Things have their priorities, people have their closeness or distance, but only my seventh uncle and my father are brothers from the same mother.

The other uncles and aunts were brothers in their grandfather’s generation. Although the blood relationship is not distant, it is still not close enough. Except for the Chinese New Year when they worship the same ancestor, they don’t have much contact with each other.

"Uncle Qi, I've been running all day and my legs are almost broken. I've given you the things. You have the final say on how you want to divide them."

Seeing the children coming back, Lin Dong was even more reluctant to go.

"Aunt Qi, I brought a roast duck and put it on the table."

"Okay, we have braised pork today, so we can eat soon."

"Brother, is this the rickshaw you bought?"

"Brother, is this the roast duck that uncle bought last time?"

"Brother, have you bought any candy today? Chan'er's candy is long gone."

"You two go and play somewhere else. Come here, Chan'er. Today, big brother bought you a White Rabbit candy, the one with Mickey Mouse. Isn't it your favorite?" - Lin Dong put five candies into Chan'er's pocket while saying this.

It's not that I don't want to give her more, it's that she can eat as much as I give her. The most important thing is that there are really not many pieces in a pound, probably only about forty or fifty.

"Brother, do you have to be so obviously biased?"

The two brothers immediately became unhappy, but they stopped crying and surrounded Lin Dong to reason with him, because they knew that their eldest brother was just teasing them and it was like this every time.

Lin Dong naturally wouldn't really favor one over the other. Five for each person, which is fair.

After distributing the candies, I took the little ones to wash their hands and faces.

The roast duck was cold and the taste was really bad, with a slight fishy smell.

Lin Dong's taste is a bit strange. In his previous life, he followed his grandfather and cooked for himself. His grandfather paid attention to health and never used high-tech MSG, so the meals at home were always light.

"Dongzi, eat more roast duck and stop picking food for Chan'er all the time."

"It's not as delicious as Aunt Qi's braised pork belly! Have some!"

"Dongzi is still the best eater. He is so ignorant."

The kids pretended not to hear and just focused on eating.

"Dongzi, do you want to have a drink? Now that you've grown up, it's time for you to learn how to drink."

"Is this Uncle Gen's sweet potato wine? I don't want to drink it. There are still five or six bottles of Fenjiu at home! Let's drink it tomorrow night."

"There are two bottles of Luzhou at home! They were also brought back by your father. How about opening one?"

"You've already drunk quite a bit, why don't you drink tomorrow? I'll make beggar's chicken tomorrow."

After dinner, it was almost seven o'clock. Fortunately, it is summer and it gets dark later.

Lin Dong returned home, fed the poultry first, and took a cold shower before he had time to rest on the recliner.

He unconsciously thought of the drama "The Story of Four Seasons". He had watched it roughly once at that time, but he just felt that the plot was quite unreasonable, especially the ending.

In the first episode, Banggeng stole a chicken and Shazhu took the blame. Then he stole a car wheel and was also punished by paying some money. This was incredible in that era.

Not to mention Xu Damao, he slept with Qin Jingru before they even got divorced, and then dumped her to pursue Yu Haitang.

It was clearly a crime of being shot, but it ended up being a marriage.

He Yuzhu spent his entire life taking care of a widow, her three children and her mother-in-law. The widow had an IUD.

Xu Damao's wife, his lifelong enemy who had loved and hated each other, gave birth to a child for him.

It's a story that subverts your worldview and has a happy ending. It really makes you feel like your IQ has been rubbed to the ground.

Lin Dong reads the most fan fiction, and it can be said that there are endless different viewpoints.

The courtyard full of love turned into a courtyard full of birds.

Thinking of the titles given to the main characters by netizens, Lin Dong found it interesting:

Handsome and warm-hearted He Yuzhu,

Friends of Women Xu Damao,

The chaste heroine Qin Huairu,

A deaf old lady with good hearing and good eyesight,

Holy Soul Master Jia Zhangshi,

Yi Zhonghai, a sincere gentleman,

A loving father and a filial son Liu Haizhong,

Generous Yan Bugui,

The thief Jia Bang of all heavens,

Thinking of his current situation, Lin Dong couldn't help but sigh. What would he do if he really had a conflict with the people in the Siheyuan?

Reporting to the authorities is obviously not an option, as Lin Dong's father cannot withstand a detailed investigation.

Beating someone to death or maiming them is almost the same as reporting them to the authorities, or even worse.

Everyone in the courtyard likes to keep things secret. Lin Dong thinks this is a good thing. Maybe they have similar experiences or backgrounds to Lin Dong and are afraid of being investigated.

His spiritual sense covered an area of ​​ten meters in radius, and he struck out with a powerful punch. Hundreds of mosquitoes turned into corpses and fell into the chicken coop.

Lin Dong found a thin blanket, covered himself with it, laid the recliner flat, and fell into a deep sleep under the grape trellis.

The next day, I got up at four in the morning, practiced boxing for an hour, and brought two eggs, two cornmeal, and a pot of boiled water.

He carried a three-stone strong bow and a pot of feather arrows as he climbed the mountain, and on his waist was a Nepalese army knife in a leather scabbard.

The three shi are calculated according to the measurement unit of the Ming Dynasty, where one shi is sixty kilograms.

The master who made this bow was descended from a professional bow maker. He fled here and lived in seclusion in the late Ming Dynasty, and later started a bow and arrow business.

Lin Dong made the saber himself in the blacksmith shop. It was three feet long and three centimeters wide. Lin Dong found it convenient to use, so he made two in the shape of the Nepalese machete.

One is three feet long and is tied to the waist, and the other is one foot long and two centimeters wide, tied to the calf.

I ate while I was walking. After finishing breakfast and regaining my strength, I started to move forward quickly.

It had been a month since he last saw any large wild animals. Lin Dong knew that it was because he had been going up the mountain too often in the past year.

Lin Dong plans to destroy all the traps on this route today and change direction tomorrow.

Whether to go in the direction you took the first time up the mountain, or to open a new route, this requires careful consideration.

Two hours later, gulp, Lin Dong, who was still empty-handed, couldn't help but swallow the humid air.

We might run into a big one today, bloody and dirty. It looks like there was a hunt here last night.

After carefully examining the traces on the ground, I found pheasant feathers, yellow hare hair, and gray hair. They should be jungle wolves.

Lin Dong slowly followed the blood trail, keeping his spiritual awareness covering the surroundings at all times. The distance was only ten meters, so he had to be careful.

Seeing that the direction of the bloodstain was southwest, Lin Dong became more careful. After walking about fifty meters, he would reach a new area, a place that Lin Dong had never been to before.

Continuing forward, we climbed over a 20-meter cliff and saw a stream about three meters wide winding towards the southwest.