Leave the slingshot behind? How can it be. If he really stayed, then the plan he had wasted so many brain cells on wouldn't have been in vain.
"No, no..." There was no need to think about it. Yang Dongxu held the slingshot stand in his little hand and opened his mouth, ready to cry.
"Hey... I got into trouble today. Do you really want to be beaten, right?" Seeing his son being so disrespectful, Yang's father instantly became furious.
"Don't take it, don't take it, be a good boy and don't cry." When Yang Dongxu cried, his grandpa and grandma almost felt heartbroken. "How old are you to scare children? If you don't want to take her here, I'll help you take it."
Yes, the father-in-law and the mother-in-law came together to protect him. It was obviously not possible to beat this disobedient boy here. Yang Dongxu's father had no choice but to give him a sideways glance, and pushed and shouted a few times while carrying some fruits that his grandfather and grandmother had packed into boxes, as well as a rare can. He hugged Yang Dongxu, who still had tears on his face, and left.
Yang Dongxu was very obedient along the way. If he didn't behave well, he would be beaten. Without the support of his grandparents, he would be beaten if he said one more word. So Yang Dongxu's father asked him to walk along the way. If he couldn't walk, he would hug his mother's thigh, and then let his mother give orders and sit on his father's neck, never getting close.
"Dad, Dad..." Sitting on the neck of his depressed father, the honest Yang Dongxu suddenly slapped his father on the forehead with his little hand.
"Are you worried that you won't get a spanking today?" Holding the basket in one hand and grabbing the cotton-padded jacket on Yang Dongxu's body with the other, Yang Dongxu's father, who had endured it for a long time, was ready to take him down and give him a good beating, otherwise he would always feel angry today. Not going well.
Although slapping his father on the forehead was quite forceful, it was not without the element of revenge and always a beating. But Yang Dongxu didn't want to really get beaten. Although spanking a child in this day and age, even if he kept his hands, there was a lot of seriousness involved. A slap would always hurt.
"Pheasant, pheasant, hit, hit..." Yang Dongxu grabbed his father's ear with one hand and took the slingshot off his neck with the other hand and waved it in front of him, pointing at the green grass not far away. A pheasant wandering in a wheat field.
When his son grabbed his ear, Father Yang was almost hurt and threw the basket in his hand. But the next moment he followed his son's guidance and saw a pheasant wandering in a wheat field not far away.
There is nothing unusual about pheasants. Even before Yang Dongxu was reborn, he could occasionally hear the cries of pheasants when he returned home. Not to mention the current father, but when the pheasant and the slingshot were combined, he instantly forgot about beating the child.
"Come down." Father Yang Dongxu grabbed the hand of his son's cotton-padded jacket and pushed it up. This time, Yang Dongxu did not resist and let go of the ear in his hand. He obediently handed the slingshot to his father and ran to the roadside to prepare. Use mortar like pebbles as bullets.
But his father was faster than him. He took a few strides forward with a slingshot, and without delay, he bent down to pick up a few 'bullets' and put them into the bag. Yang Dongxu's father has played the slingshot, and this is what he plays.
Although he didn't directly hack his little grandfather's slingshot like Yang Dongxu, he occasionally played with the slingshot when he came. Grandpa Yang Dongxu still wanted to give his eldest brother's son-in-law some face. So his slingshot skills are pretty good.
The pheasant, which was leisurely pecking at the wheat seedlings in the wheat field, noticed someone approaching and just glanced at it without paying much attention. This two-legged guy has encountered more than one person chasing him. In the end, they all followed him and ate dust. As long as he flapped his wings, he couldn't catch him.
When Yang Dongxu's father was still four or five meters away from it, a big rooster raised its head and stared at the Biped not far away. Yang Dongxu's father had already opened the slingshot, and it felt the killing intent. not good! There are unscrupulous people who want to harm me.
Puff puff... there was a burst of chickens and dogs jumping, and several pheasants ran towards the reed field in the distance in a panic, running and spreading their wings and flying.
And in the wheat field, one of their companions was fluttering on the ground like a headless fly, with chicken feathers flying everywhere. A few steps forward, Yang Dongxu's father held down the flapping pheasant, grabbed the roots of the two wings with one hand and lifted it up. He saw that half of the pheasant's head was gone, and it was obvious that it would not survive.
"Ah ah... Dad is so awesome... Dad is so awesome." Yang Dongxu, who was holding his breath on the road just now for fear of scaring away the pheasants, waved his short legs and ran quickly towards the wheat field. . My younger sister Dandan, who had been 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 have brighter feathers. The big rooster in front of me weighs at least seven or eight pounds.
"Don't get close if there is blood, what should I do if I get it on my body?" Listening to his son's shouts, although the words seemed a bit novel, they could not disturb the happy mood of Yang Dongxu's father at this time. Carrying the pheasant like a victorious general, he shook his head at Yang Dongxu's mother with a very embarrassed look on his face.
In a small ditch on the roadside, Yang Dongxu's father held the pheasant head down and drained out as much blood as possible. Then he threw a few pieces of dirt at random to cover up the blood stains on the 'crime scene', put the pheasant in the basket and covered it.
The fish sharing the day before yesterday and the conversation with his father-in-law today made Yang Dongxu's mind more relaxed. But he can't show off yet. Besides, a slingshot is enough for him to show off. It would be better if the pheasant hides it.
"Son, let me keep the slingshot for you." Putting the slingshot directly into himself did not give Yang Dongxu a chance to resist. There was no use resisting at this time. He put Yang Dongxu on his neck again and continued walking happily.
"You are so old, but you are robbing 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 shameless dad pretended not to hear at all.
With weapons and Yang Dongxu's unreliable father, his meat supply quickly became abundant. Pheasants, wild ducks, old turtle doves, and even weasels that run out from the haystacks from time to time are all the targets of Yang Dongxu, an energetic father who has to hit the big tree twice to practice his slingshot skills whenever he sees a big tree.
There is meat on the belly, and it is paired with Chinese cabbage, which is not in short supply in the countryside, and various wild vegetables as the temperature rises. Yang Dongxu's small body began to grow upwards little by little.
Every day I go crazy with the kids in the village who are about the same age as exercise. From time to time, he would harass Zhou Yiren in the farm tool house, and then he would follow his father to the riverbank and wander around looking for targets. Yang Dongxu lived a fulfilling life every day.
When summer arrived, Yang Dongxu, who was already six years old according to his birthday, had grown a lot, and his thin body had gained a lot of fat. Although she is not as round-faced as her little sister, she is obviously more energetic than other malnourished children.
After the wheat was harvested and put into storage, a big event happened in Yangjia Village. To be precise, this event happened from time to time in the villages in the surrounding counties and townships.
When the wheat harvest was finished and the news came from Xiaogang Village that after the public grains handed in were removed and each household had enough grain left to feed the whole family, many people became uneasy.
The uncle went to the brigade several times and even went to the town. Father Yang Dongxu also ran to his father-in-law several times. So the grandfather bought a bunch of firecrackers and brought fire paper, and went to the village cemetery to pray for the blessings of his ancestors. After that, Yangjiacun also began to divide the land.
Since it is going to be divided, it is natural to divide not only the land, but also the farm tools in the farm tool house, the collective cattle, sheep, pigs and so on. There are also the trees in the fields, the bamboo forests around the four houses, and even a small trench must be clearly distinguished.
After all, if anyone has less or more at this time, there will definitely be trouble. It is typical for someone to be arrested if something goes wrong that attracts the attention of the higher authorities.
It is easy for people to allocate land based on head count. Count the total number of people and land in the village to see how much a person should be allocated. Just look at the head and not the age. Even if you are a little baby born today, you will have a piece of land of your own.
Of course, although the fields are around the village, some are high-lying and some are low-lying. Those near the river are obviously more fertile. All the land that cannot be owned by a family is connected into one large piece. The good land is divided, and the bad land is also divided. The whole family gets some. As for the uncultivated wasteland, it still belongs to the whole village and will be discussed later.
The public warehouses near the threshing floor soon became completely empty. It only took less than three days to distribute everything. After all, there was no time to waste. After the wheat was harvested, summer planting was still needed.
"I just know how to eat. Why do you want those broken jujube trees? They can be used as food?" Seeing Yang Dongxu's father eating a big bowl of noodles, his mother couldn't help but yell.
In her opinion, those jujube trees were obviously not as important as the fields, or they could be replaced with a few other trees. At least they could be cut down to make some tables, chairs, and benches. Although the wood of the jujube trees was good, it grew irregularly and very slowly. It would be a pity to have a few of those jujube trees cut down, but she would feel sad if they were not cut down.
"What do you girls know? The other trees are useless. I prepared this for my son. When he grows up and gets married, those jujube trees will make a bed so spacious." Yang Dongxu's father glared at his mother. One glance.
Yang Xudong, who was eating rice next to him, glanced at his father and continued eating. After two lifetimes, he realized that his father was actually very eloquent.
I obviously wanted to save face when I was trying to divide the tree, but I was criticized by a few uncles. I couldn't help but refuse, so I had to ask for the jujube tree that no one wanted. Now that I was confusing right and wrong, my face didn't turn red and my heart didn't beat.
However, his father's words are true. Using jujube trees to make a bed in the countryside is indeed a very honorable thing, and it also has the connotation of having a child early. If you meet a discerning person, these jujube trees can indeed sell for a high price.
But now rural people regard fields as more important than anything else, and without landlords, everyone knows how to save and just make do with whatever they have. If you want to buy some jujube trees at a high price, you will probably have to wait several years.
"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.
