The next day, before dawn, Huang Dalang and Huang Wulang set out with their pancakes on their backs.
Fu Bao was still asleep, and when he woke up, the two of them had already gone up the mountain.
Several younger members of the family couldn't stay at home anymore and ran out together. At this time, no one knew what would happen next.
Old Mrs. Huang asked Old Man Huang to call the village chief and village party secretary to her home and said: "My great immortal said that if you keep grain, you won't be able to ask any more questions. I also said what I could say in advance, but I always felt that it was not right." Okay, you guys have to figure it out yourself?"
The village chief and the village party secretary looked at each other and sighed helplessly: "What can we do? We need food stamps to buy food, and now the village has run out of food stamps."
Old Mrs. Huang didn't speak. After a while, she said: "You should think of another way! You can exchange things for things. I can help you."
Normally, she wouldn't say such words. She has connections. She has a senior brother who specializes in this business.
The village chief and the village party secretary looked at each other, and the village chief said, "Meiling, do you have any way to get food?"
Old Mrs. Huang shook her head and said: "I mean, we can exchange things for things. Where can I get food?"
Many of the things in her home were bought by her senior brother, Fubao said! Why do you always feel like something is missing?
Didn’t everyone need food stamps, cloth stamps, etc. in the 1950s and 1960s?
But it seemed that Mrs. Huang didn't use the ticket every time. The village chief quickly stood up and said: "Meiling, we still have three pigs and a few chickens in the village. Can they be exchanged for food?"
Old Mrs. Huang said: "I have to ask about this matter. If it succeeds, I will tell you when the time comes."
After the village chief left, Old Mrs. Huang babbled: "We are all from the same village, so we can't just ignore it! Besides, everyone will have a hard time, and our family will not get any benefits."
Fu Bao thought for a while and realized that this was also the case. Every household was hungry and skinny, but yours was the only one that still had food. Who else would be robbed if they didn't rob yours, right?
So one has to hide his clumsiness, but Fubao doesn't understand why his elder brothers don't go to school. This is so strange, but looking at the half-grown children in the village, few of them go to school, it doesn't seem strange anymore.
Fubao's idea is that if there is this opportunity, the children at home should still be sent to school. After all, knowledge can change destiny.
Old Mrs. Huang was writing and drawing in the room, not knowing what to do. She waited until evening and said: "This is a promise, and it will make it difficult for him."
In the evening, Old Man Huang took his second uncle, third uncle, and fourth uncle to drive the bullock cart to the town, and did not come back until dawn.
A total of fifteen bags of coarse grains were exchanged this time. Old Man Huang said: "Your senior brother said that the food is in short supply now, and our family can only exchange it, but we can no longer help the village."
Old Mrs. Huang nodded quickly. When the village chief saw the fifteen bags of grain, he almost cried without holding the grain. He sent the grain directly to the village granary. This grain could not be used unless it was absolutely necessary.
At night, Fu Bao had another dream. She saw her father and fifth uncle walking with difficulty on the mountain.
His shoes were all wet, Huang Dalang said: "Take a rest first and warm yourself by the fire!"
Huang Wulang found the cave where they rested last time and said: "If we work harder, the little ones in the family will be able to eat meat. They will be thinner one by one. No matter how hard it is, they can't suffer anymore...Fu Bao."
Huang Dalang said with a smile on his face: "You love her more than I, the father-in-law."
Huang Wulang said seriously: "Brother, do you feel that our life has become easier since Fubao came to our house?"
"Yes, that's true! When did our family ever catch prey before?" Huang Dalang scratched his head.
Huang Wulang nodded, and just as he was about to speak, he saw a few sleeping pheasants on the tree, falling towards them.
"Fifth brother, be careful..." Huang Dalang exclaimed, and saw the six pheasants hitting their feet. The pheasants shrank their necks in the cold.
He was directly thrown to the ground by Huang Wulang:
“Damn it, this is the first time I’ve seen such a big bunch of pheasants!
Good baby, come on, come on, let’s all go into your Fifth Master’s bamboo basket and wait! "
Huang Wulang was extremely excited at this time, and he opened the store as soon as he went up the mountain!
As soon as he squatted down to dig wild vegetables, he saw a big radish flying towards his arms.
Huang Wulang swallowed his saliva and couldn't help laughing. He looked around and muttered: "Thank you, Immortal. Thank you, Immortal. I will definitely ask my mother to burn a few more incense sticks for you."
Fu Bao was so angry that her mouth was twisted. She really wanted to roar: "I am the unknown hero who does good deeds without leaving a name!"
But how could she make a sound?
Suddenly I heard a voice in the woods saying: "Yo! Did you find the stick? My little brother is so lucky. Do you want to join our hunting team?"
Huang Wulang was not stupid. He shook his head. The man with the scarred face laughed mischievously: "It's not up to you. Hand over the mallet in your arms..."
"Cackle, cluck..." The pheasant behind Huang Wulang also crowed.
The scar-faced man smiled and said: "Pheasant? What a good harvest for you! Hand over everything!"
This tone...why does it sound like a robbery?
Pooh! It was robbery, and Scarface raised the homemade shotgun in his hand.
Huang Wulang sighed, knowing that he couldn't fight with these people at all, so he gave him the mallet and pheasant wrapped in red cloth in his arms.
The scarred face looked at him coldly and said, "You know what's going on."
After saying that, he took a dozen of his men and left.
Huang Wulang was so angry that he burst into tears: "Last time, such a small stick was exchanged for several bags of grain. Such a big one can definitely be exchanged for more grain..."
Huang Dalang kept his head silent, and Huang Wulang said: "No, I'm not convinced, let's see what they want to do?"
Huang Dalang doesn't have the brains of Huang Wulang! Huang Wulang followed the footsteps of this group of people and chased them.
Originally Fu Bao was also very angry, but if Huang Wulang didn't move, she couldn't move either. She could only stay about a hundred meters away from him at most.
Now that he has caught up, Fubao naturally follows.
After following for more than an hour, I smelled the smell of roasted chicken: "That's a coward. Country people naturally don't understand anything, but we are really lucky. We didn't find the nail, but we found a mallet." "
The scar-faced man said: "If you have anything to talk about, go to bed early today. Tomorrow, we will continue to search..."
After speaking, he took out a map and looked at it carefully with a flashlight.
These people were not hunting at all. Fubao walked around and realized instantly that these people were fighting upside down!
Look, the equipment prepared is quite complete. Anyone who has read Tomb Raiders Notes and Ghost Blows Out the Lamp will probably recognize the Luoyang shovel!
These are all tomb robbers, no wonder they have some dark energy lingering on their bodies.
