In the 1970s, I sold my iron rice bowl, stocked up space and went to the countryside

Lu Qingyang carried the snake and walked briskly to the brigade, and actually exchanged for three work points.

In this era of labor-based work, villagers in the brigade often go into the mountains to hunt, and the size and value of the prey can be converted into corresponding work points.

When he was carrying the snake to exchange, he saw Uncle Tie carrying a wild rabbit to exchange for work points.

As soon as he saw Lu Qingyang, he greeted him, "Little Lu, I didn't expect you to have this skill, even to subdue a snake, you are really a young man to be feared!"

Lu Qingyang was a little embarrassed by the praise, after all, the merit of catching the snake was not from his hands.

"You said Shen Mo lived with her grandfather? They must have a hard life, right?"

"Yes, but she is quite capable, and the work points she earned are enough to exchange for food. But her grandfather, Old Shen, is old and not as healthy as before. He can't work. It's pitiful to say that the two of them depend on each other for survival."

Lu Qingyang probably understood that every time she took the bowl back, she must have taken it back to her grandfather to eat.

"Indeed, at such a young age, she has to bear such a heavy responsibility."

"In fact, she is almost seventeen or eighteen years old, and she can get married, but I'm afraid no one dares to marry her."

Uncle Tie also knew that Shen Mo's appetite was not something that ordinary people could afford.

Lu Qingyang thought of Shen Mo's bean sprout-like body, which was actually seventeen or eighteen years old, and was really underdeveloped.

Seeing that the time was almost up, he had to hurry back to the mountain. He had other plans today.

Before I knew it, it was time for lunch again. I took out the lunch box hanging in the bag. Inside was the leftover carrot soup from yesterday, with a thin layer of ice on it.

The weather has dropped below zero so quickly, and it seems that it is not far from dozens of degrees below zero.

It really feels colder and colder. When it snows, I don’t know how cold it will be.

Lu Qingyang heated up yesterday’s carrot soup, threw a few sweet potatoes into the campfire, and quickly ate a lunch.

Before Hu Shengli prepared to hunt, he came to Jiang Wanwan with a solemn promise.

"Wanwan, what game do you want to eat today? Pheasant or wild rabbit? I promise to bring one back for you."

Jiang Wanwan nodded shyly, "Wait for your good news."

Liu Chunhua said enviously: "Wanwan, Hu Shengli is so good to you. When can I meet someone who is so good to me?"

"You will definitely meet one."

Jiang Wanwan said this, but she was very disgusted in her heart.

With her looks, if she still wants to win the favor of men, she should just work hard!

After all, she only needs to beg her finger and there will be men willing to work for her.

Many educated youth have already taken their homemade guns to shoot squirrels. Sun Xiangqian also grabbed one. Seeing that several old educated youths have killed prey, he is also eager to try.

"Qingyang, let's go shoot pine trees? Every time I eat the prey I catch, this time I will let you see how powerful I am."

"Okay."

Lu Qingyang just thought of a plan.

He checked the traps he set yesterday. A small squirrel fell into a small trap, and it was still alive and kicking.

He walked under the tree with the hornet's nest hanging on it and looked at it thoughtfully for a while.

"Qingyang, what are you doing? Let's go, walk further inside."

Unexpectedly, Sun Xiangqian's shooting skills were quite good. He shot a squirrel. He excitedly picked up the squirrel, "It's just too small, not big enough to fill the gap between my teeth."

"Forget it, it's good enough to hit it. It's not like my cousins. They say they have good shooting skills, but they can't hit anything."

Lu Qingyang said this deliberately, just to let the two people next to him hear it.

Hu Shengli was originally a hot-tempered person. He was really unhappy when he heard this.

Coupled with the incident in the morning, he looked down on Lu Qingyang even more.

"So you are very good, why don't you shoot a squirrel for me! Let me look at you with new eyes!"

"That's right." Lu Dazhi was sure that Lu Qingyang didn't know how to use a gun at all. He was timid since he was a child and had never even touched a gun, let alone fired a gun.

"Lu Qingyang, if you have the guts, come and compete with us!"

"Okay, let's compete! Who's afraid of who?"

Sun Xiangqian scratched his head worriedly, "Qingyang, can you really shoot a homemade gun? Yesterday you asked me to teach you."

He can't, but the focus today is not to shoot pine trees, but... to teach those two people a lesson.

Lu Qingyang picked up the gun pretentiously, "Let's try it."

So, the two of them walked around in the woods with homemade guns. Lu Qingyang saw a few squirrels on the trees, but he didn't shoot a single shot.

On the contrary, Hu Shengli shot several times, but didn't hit the pine trees.Seeing one, he felt a little impatient.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lu Qingyang deliberately let the live squirrel in his bag run away under the tree with the hornet's nest.

Sure enough, the squirrel immediately climbed up along the tree trunk.

"Squirrel, there is a squirrel here!"

Everyone's attention was indeed attracted here, especially Hu Shengli, who saw so many female educated youths watching, and his desire to show off had reached its peak.

"Where is it?"

Lu Dazhi pointed to the tree behind him, "I saw it, on that tree."

Lu Qingyang fired a shot casually and sighed in annoyance, "I didn't hit it."

"Cut it, you still want to compete with me, what kind of person are you, let's see my shooting skills!"

Hu Shengli aimed at the squirrel on the pine tree, and didn't notice that there was a hornet's nest a little higher.

Lu Dazhi was still making a noise, "Shengli, you must teach him a lesson, let that ignorant kid know what it means to be powerful."

The squirrel had an injury on its leg, so it climbed the tree slowly.

Sun Xiangqian was still worried about Lu Qingyang, "Qingyang, isn't this very simple? Why did you let them climb?"

Lu Qingyang pulled Sun Xiangqian a little further away, until he felt the distance was far enough, then he stopped.

"Look at what's on that tree?"

Sun Xiangqian looked for a long time until he was startled by the sound of gunfire.

He saw something fall from the tree, but it was definitely not a squirrel.

Lu Qingyang shouted, "Oh no, this distance is still not enough, let's get further away."

He originally thought that the gunfire would scare the group of wasps, but who knew that Hu Shengli was so powerful that he actually knocked down the wasp's nest directly.

Wasp stings are no joke, and the two heard a cry for help from behind.

Lu Qingyang suppressed his smile and spread his hands, "I admit that I lost."

Sun Xiangqian then realized that he had known that there was a hornet's nest in the book, and this was a trap.

"Qingyang, you are so bad."

Lu Qingyang returned to the camp as if nothing had happened, ready to continue cutting wood.

More than an hour later, Han Zhiqiang felt something was wrong, "Where are those two people? Where are Lu Dazhi and Hu Shengli? Where did they go to be lazy?"

Everyone looked at each other, shook their heads, and looked confused, "I don't know, I didn't see them just now."

"Just saw them there hunting squirrels."

Someone tapped lightly with a finger, leading to the forest not far away.

Everyone looked over there, and suddenly saw two wet figures stumbling back, looking very embarrassed.

Not only that, the heads of the two were swollen like pigs, and Lu Dazhi's mouth was stung by a hornet, which was extremely funny.

In order to avoid the wasps, the two jumped into the pond in the mountains, with water plants hanging on their bodies.

A sudden cold wind swept by, bringing a biting chill, and the two were almost frozen into ice.

Han Zhiqiang was angry and amused, "How did you get into this state, poking a wasp's nest?"

Hu Shengli nodded with a wronged look on his face. He had never been so embarrassed before, and in front of the girl he was pursuing.

"Hurry, go to the fire and warm up!"

Although Han Zhiqiang was angry, he was also afraid that something would happen to the two of them. If they froze to death, he would be held accountable.

Lu Dazhi covered his swollen mouth, and when he saw Lu Qingyang's half-smile, he shouted exaggeratedly, "It's him, it's him who did it!"