The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

Leave the slingshot? How can it be. If he really stayed, then the plan he had wasted so many brain cells would not be in vain.

"Don't, don't..." There was no need to think about it at all, Yang Dongxu held the slingshot frame in his little hand and opened his big mouth, ready to cry.

"Hey, you got hit today, you really want to be beaten, don't you?" Seeing his son's lack of face, Father Yang became furious instantly.

"Don't take it, don't take it, come here and don't cry." When Yang Dongxu cried, his grandpa and grandma almost died of distress, "How old are you and you scare the children, you don't want to stay here, I will help you."

Well, the father-in-law and the mother-in-law took action to defend it together. It is obviously not possible to beat this disobedient boy here. Yang Dongxu's father had no choice but to give him a sideways glance, carrying some fruits that his grandpa and grandma put in the basket, and a can of rare canned food, pushing and shouting a few times. Holding Yang Dongxu with tears still hanging on his face, he left.

Along the way, Yang Dongxu was very obedient, but he couldn’t be more obedient, and without the support of his grandparents, he would be beaten if he said one more word. So along the way, Yang Dongxu's father asked him to walk, and if he couldn't walk, he hugged his mother's thigh, and then asked his mother to give orders and sit on his father's neck, and never approached easily.

"Dad, Dad" Sitting on the depressed father's neck, the honest Yang Dongxu suddenly slapped his father's forehead with his little hand.

"Aren't you flustered by not being beaten today?" Holding the basket in one hand and the cotton-padded jacket on Yang Dongxu's body in the other, Father Yang Dongxu, who had endured for a long time, was about to get him down and beat him up, otherwise he would always feel angry today. Not going well.

Although it took a lot of effort to slap his father's forehead, there was an element of revenge in it. But Yang Dongxu didn't want to be really beaten. Although beating a child in this day and age is reserved, there are a lot of real elements. A slap always hurts.

"Pheasant, pheasant, hit, hit" Yang Dongxu unceremoniously grabbed his father's ear with one hand, and with the other hand took off the slingshot around his neck and dangled it in front of his father, pointing at the green wheat field not far away. pheasant.

Being grabbed by his son's ears, Father Yang was almost hurt, and he threw the basket in his hand out. But the next moment he followed his son's guidance and saw a pheasant wandering in the wheat field not far away.

There is nothing unusual about pheasants, even before Yang Dongxu was reborn, he could occasionally hear the crowing of pheasants when he went home. Not to mention the current father, but the combination of the pheasant and the slingshot, he instantly forgot about beating the child.

"Come down." Yang Dongxu's father grabbed his son's cotton-padded jacket and propped it up. Yang Dongxu didn't resist, let go of his ears and obediently came down. He handed the slingshot to his father in a doggy manner, and ran to the side of the road to prepare Find mortar that looks like pebbles as bullets.

But his father was faster than him, he took a few strides forward with the slingshot, bent down to pick up a few 'bullets' and put them into the bullet bag without delay. Yang Dongxu's father played the slingshot, and this is what he played.

Although he didn't hack his little grandfather's slingshot directly like Yang Dongxu did, he occasionally played with the slingshot when he came here. Grandpa Yang Dongxu still gave him a little face for his elder brother's son-in-law. So his slingshot skills are good.

The pheasant, who was leisurely pecking wheat seedlings in the wheat field, just looked at someone approaching and didn't pay much attention. I have met this two-legged guy myself, and more than one chased me, and in the end they all followed my ass to eat ashes, as long as I had two wings and one flap, I couldn't catch up with the other party.

When Yang Dongxu's father was still four or five meters away from it, a big rooster raised its head and stared at the two-legged monster not far away. Yang Dongxu's father had already started to pull the slingshot away, and it felt the killing intent. not good! There are people who want to harm me.

There was a burst of chicken and dog jumping, and a few pheasants ran wildly towards the distant reeds, spreading their wings and flying.

But in the wheat field, one of their companions was flopping around on the ground like a headless chicken, with chicken feathers flying around. After a few strides forward, Yang Dongxu's father held down the throbbing pheasant, grabbed the roots of both wings with one hand and picked it up. Half of the pheasant's head was gone, and it was obvious that it could not survive.

"Ah, dad is amazing. Dad is awesome." Yang Dongxu, who was holding his breath on the road just now to avoid scaring off the pheasants, ran quickly towards the wheat field waving his short legs. The younger sister Dandan, who was staying quietly in her mother's arms, waved her little hands and struggled to get down.

This is a big rooster, obviously Yang Dongxu's father is selective when he sees the target. Among pheasants, roosters are much larger than hens, and their feathers are brighter. The big rooster in front of me weighed at least seven or eight catties.

"Don't get close to the blood, what should you do if you get on your body?" Listening to his son's yelling, although the words are a bit novel, they can't disturb the happy mood of Yang Dongxu's father at this time. Holding the pheasant like a general who has won a battle, he shook Yang Dongxu's mother with a very embarrassing expression on his face.

In a small ditch on the side of the road, Yang Dongxu's father held the pheasant upside down, and poured out as much blood as possible. Then randomly threw a few pieces of soil to cover up the blood at the 'crime scene', put the pheasant in a basket and covered it.

The fish sharing the day before yesterday and today's conversation with the father-in-law made Yang Dongxu's father relax a little bit. But he can't show off yet, and a slingshot is enough for him to show off, and the pheasant is better off hiding.

"Son, I'll keep the slingshot for you." Putting the slingshot directly into his pocket won't give Yang Dongxu a chance to resist, and it's useless to resist at this time. Put Yang Dongxu on his neck again and continue walking happily.

"How old is he, and he still steals the children's things to play with." Yang Dongxu's mother next to him said a fair word to her son. It's a pity that the cheeky old man pretended not to hear at all.

With a weapon, coupled with Yang Dongxu, an unreliable old man, his meat diet quickly became abundant. Pheasants, wild ducks, old turtledoves, and even weasels running out from the haystacks from time to time are all the targets of Yang Dongxu, an energetic father who always comes twice to practice his slingshot skills when he sees a big tree.

There is a belly with meat pads, and it is accompanied by Chinese cabbage, which is not lacking in the countryside, and various wild vegetables as the temperature rises. Yang Dongxu's small body began to grow upwards little by little.

Go crazy with the children of the same age in the village every day, as exercise. From time to time, he would harass Zhou Yiren in the farm tool house, and then he would follow his father up the river bank to keep strolling to find the target. Yang Dongxu lives a fulfilling life every day.

When summer comes, Yang Dongxu, who is six years old according to his birthday, has grown a lot, and his thin body has gained a lot of flesh. Although he is not as round and round as his little sister, she is obviously more energetic than other malnourished children.

After the wheat was harvested and put into storage, a major incident happened in Yangjia Village. To be precise, this incident happened from time to time in the villages below the surrounding counties and townships.

When the wheat was harvested and the news came from Xiaogang Village that the public grain handed in was removed, and each household had enough surplus grain to feed the whole family, many people became restless.

Grandpa ran to the brigade several times, and even went to the town. Father Yang Dongxu also ran to the old man's side several times. So the grandfather bought a set of firecrackers and brought fire paper, and went to the cemetery in the village to pray for the blessing of the ancestors. After that, the Yangjia Village also began to divide the land.

Since it is necessary to divide, it is not only the land, the farm tools in the farm tool house, the collective cattle, sheep, pigs and so on. There are also those trees in the fields, the bamboo forests around the four houses, and even a small ditch must be clearly distinguished.

After all, if there are fewer or more at this time, there will definitely be troubles, and troubles may happen.

It is easy to allocate land according to the head. Count the total number of people and land in the village to see how much a person should be allocated. You only need to look at the head without asking your age. Even if you are a baby born today, you still have a piece of land that belongs to you.

Of course, although the fields are around the village, some are high-lying, some are low-lying, and those near the river bank are obviously more fertile, so it is impossible for a family to form a large piece of land. The whole family gets some. As for the uncultivated wasteland, it still belongs to the whole village, which will be discussed later.

The public warehouses around the threshing ground soon completely emptied. It only took less than three days to distribute all the things. After all, there is no time to delay. After the wheat is harvested, it will be planted in summer.

"I just know how to eat. Why do you want those broken jujube trees? They can be eaten as food?" Seeing Yang Dongxu's father eating a big bowl of noodles, his mother couldn't help but growl.

In her opinion, those jujube trees are obviously not as important as the fields, or a few other trees can be replaced, at least they can be cut down to make some tables, chairs and benches. Although the wood of jujube trees is good, it grows very slowly. It would be a pity to cut down those jujube trees now.

"What do girls know? The other trees are useful. I prepared them for my son, okay? When he grows up and gets married, it will be so bright to use those jujube trees as a bed." Yang Dongxu's father glared at himself. My wife glanced at it.

Yang Xudong, who was picking up rice next to him, glanced at his father and continued to eat. After two lifetimes, he realized that his father's eloquence was actually quite good.

Obviously wanting to save face, he was squeezed out by several uncles when he divided the tree, and he couldn't bear to refuse, so he had to take the jujube tree that no one wanted.

However, his father's words are true. Using jujube trees as beds in the countryside is indeed a very dignified thing, and it also has the meaning of giving birth to a precious child early. These few jujube trees can indeed be sold at a high price if you meet a fastidious person.

But right now, the rural people value the land more than anything else, and everyone knows how to save money in life now, and just make do with anything. It is estimated that it will take several years to buy a few jujube trees at a high price.

"What are you looking at, eat your food." Although he lowered his head in time, Yang Dongxu was slapped on the back of the head by his father.