I played as an assistant in ancient times

On this side, Shen Xiaoye threw down his hat and ran to drive away the wild boars at the speed of a 100-meter sprint, because one of the bastards had turned a corner and had already entered the sweet potato field on the hillside of his home.

At the same time, three or two villagers who were awakened by the siblings' shouting under the shade of a nearby tree also ran over with weapons in hand, shouting and driving them away, and asked their children to go back to the village to report the news.

There was no other way. Jiuli Village had many mountains and little land. When the country was founded, each household was allocated 50 mu of land, but 30 mu of it was forest. After the division, there was even less land. They had no choice but to reclaim some wasteland on the slopes at the foot of the mountain. Most of the land was planted with sweet potatoes and soybeans. Although the harvest was small, it could fill their stomachs in the winter.

"Zhuangzhuang, you little brat, run faster. Turn around and run!" It turned out that the person being chased by the wild boar was Qian Da's youngest son Qian Zhuangzhuang.

The boy was only thirteen or fourteen years old. He was carrying a bleeding wild boar on his shoulder and running for his life.

"Zhuangzhuang, drop the pig."

"This bastard is trying to kill himself. Leave him alone first."

"Don't go into the fields!"

We have worked so hard to cultivate our fields, so we cannot allow wild boars to destroy them.

Shen Xiaoye naturally had the same thought. She rushed into her own slope and stopped urgently. She picked up a few small stones, steadied her body, and threw them at the two wild boars, one big and one small.

The little wild boar was hit in the eye, and it roared, jumped, turned and ran away, but the bigger wild boar was obviously not hit. It even hummed and looked at the attacker, and almost instantly found the direction of Shen Xiaoye and rushed towards him.

"Xiao Ye, get out of the way and hit it from behind." Shen Cungeng also chased quickly, and using the inertia of the rush, he threw the iron fork in his right hand towards the wild boar.

This time, he missed, and the fork flew out, grazing the larger boar's body.

Shen Xiaoye saw that the larger wild boar not only did not retreat at all, but also charged down with its short legs and was about to collide head-on with him.

"Jump away!" Shen Cungeng was extremely anxious. He shouldn't have thrown the long weapon away just now. It was too late to pick it up now.

He screamed and ran for his life, hoping to jump onto the pig's back and knock it down.

Unexpectedly, Shen Xiaoye did not jump away as he was told. Instead, when the wild boar was about to approach her, she jumped into the water storage ditch that the wild boar had to pass through.

Of course, in fact, when she wanted to dodge, her left foot stepped on a piece of slippery soil in the ridge, and she slid into the ditch uncontrollably, and lay down with the shovel facing upwards.

The moment the wild boar lost its target, it became aware of the deep ditch in front of it and it was no longer able to slow down. The inclination of the slope plus its own gravity pressed down on it.

It instinctively used its front legs to jump over the two-foot-wide ditch.

Just by coincidence, it was cut open by the shovel, and it immediately stopped running and fell down limply.

"Get out of the way!" The little black cat was awakened by the shouting everywhere and immediately urged Shen Xiaoye. She did not disappoint and pushed the shovel hard. When the wild boar was groaning in pain and jumping up and down, she pushed her heels hard and slid back.

Fortunately, she had trained her strength, and the wild boar was not only three or five hundred pounds in weight, but was about the size of an ordinary domestic pig weighing more than one hundred pounds.

"Ahhh! I will kill you!" Shen Cungeng ran over, swung the hatchet in his left hand, and with a sudden flash of cold light, he had already pounced on the wild boar's back, violently suppressing the pig that wanted to stand up. There were several consecutive sounds of the knife entering the flesh, and his body and face were covered with blood.

Shen Xiaoye held a shovel and kept stabbing the pig's hind leg back and forth, fully demonstrating that it was better to break one leg than to hurt it in one place. The most important thing was that her cousin was pressing on the pig's back to block her attack.

The brother and sister's attitude of not letting go after killing the pig shocked the strong man who had chased away the other three wild boars.

But Shen Cungeng was still crying while killing, "Xiao Ye, I'm too late."

"Cousin." Shen Xiaoye heard his cry, and saw the wild boar stop struggling and pat him from behind.

Shen Cungeng paused in his attempt to stab with the knife, then he quickly turned around and jumped up, his eyes brightening: "Xiao Ye, you were not crushed to death by the wild boar. That's great!"

He grabbed her shoulders and hands, lifted them up to look at her, and then pushed her around again, "You're not hurt."

"That Geng brother..." Uncle He beside him called out, but he didn't hear it. Instead, he grabbed Shen Xiaoye's ears with his left and right hands, "Why don't you jump away?"

Shen Xiaoye screamed in pain and grabbed his hand: "Shen Cungeng, you're hurting me."

"Meow..." The little black cat in the front seat was leaning towards the car window, looking at the view with great joy.

Shen Cungeng made sure she was alright and let go: "Tell my mother when you get home, and see if she doesn't beat you up."

Shen Xiaoye rubbed his ears and saw that he didn't look injured, so he asked the people next to him, "Uncle He, have they all been driven away?"

"We caught two small ones, one of which had an eye injury. It ran away from your sweet potato field.

The biggest thief ran back up the mountain. "Uncle He and the other two were going to chase them, but seeing that they were in danger, they all ran over.

"Wild boars are vengeful creatures. I'm reminding everyone to be alert in the next few days." He said as he and two other people carried the dead wild boar out of the ditch and said:

"Geng'er, shovel some soil to cover up the smell of blood." It hasn't rained much recently, and the ditches are dry.

Shen Xiaoye handed the shovel to his cousin and said with regret: "The skin of this wild boar is useless.

By the way, who was being chased just now?" She glanced at the trampled seedlings. Some of them needed water to be raised, so she followed the men carrying the pigs.

The person closest to her said, "It was Zhuangzhuang. This kid didn't even bother to abandon the pig and run for his life. He was chased all the way from the mountain."

Another person said: "It's a good thing nothing happened, otherwise Qian Da would be even more angry when he comes back."

"Xiao Ye, Zhuangzhuang seems frightened. I heard that the Taoist priest is a good doctor. Why don't you help go to Qian Wu's house and ask him to come out?" They are all from the same village, and Uncle He is unwilling to get involved in the affairs of the two branches of the Qian family.

Shen Xiaoye quickened his pace, "I'll go see him."

When she ran to Qian Zhuangzhuang, she saw him sitting next to three fallen wild boars, staring at one of them that was pierced by bamboo thorns.

"Brother Zhuangzhuang, how about we go under the tree and drink some water first?" She saw that Qian Zhuangzhuang's lips were pale and his body was covered with sweat, and suspected that he had lost too much water.

Unfortunately, the other party seemed not to hear her words and was still stunned. Shen Xiaoye had no choice but to run to her own bamboo mat and bring a can of boiled water with rock sugar, mint and a little salt.

Uncle He and his two companions came back and put the pig down. They saw her roll up a leaf, get a little water and push it towards Zhuangzhuang's lips. They all looked at each other in confusion.

Shen Cungeng, who had chased after his cousin with a knife, fork and shovel, knelt down, snatched the leaves rolled up by his cousin with one hand, and used the other hand to pinch Zhuangzhuang's mouth open decisively.

He added: "He is dehydrated from running for too long, but he can't drink too much at the beginning."

"It's best to give a small amount at a time, and then gradually increase the amount. It would be even better if you could add some sugar and salt." Shen Xiaoye added, adding water to the leaves that had been drunk.

After a moment, Qian Zhuangzhuang regained consciousness and swallowed the wine in big gulps. After finishing the drink, he said, "I want more."

His voice was a little hoarse. Shen Xiaoye changed the lid of the water can and handed it to him, "Brother Zhuangzhuang, why did you go up the mountain alone?"