Siheyuan: I Raised Ten Thousand Wild Boars

Under the big tree, Li Guohua and the old man were having a pleasant conversation.

"Haha, Uncle Zhao, the good days are still to come, you just wait to enjoy them!" Li Guohua said flatteringly.

The uncle's surname is Zhao, and his name is Zhao Changcai. He is 62 years old this year. He has a son who is now a team leader in the village. He lives a good life.

As Li Guohua expected, the old man was a hunter who made a living by hunting in his early years and had searched all the ditches and hills around here.

Because I was injured many times when I was young, now that I’m older, I can’t go out to the fields to earn work points, so I stay at home and do what I can.

"Well, I'm old now. I'll just live as long as I can," said Uncle Zhao, smiling.

He also had a very good impression of Li Guohua. He looked very young, but his knowledge and speech were very calm and extraordinary. This city kid was just different.

"Uncle, the factory is heavy on production tasks right now, and the workers are working in shifts. If they don't get enough nutrition, something serious will happen. I'm here to purchase supplies. Do you want to sell these mountain products in your house?" Li Guohua pointed to the mountain products hanging under the eaves of his house and asked with a smile.

There is nothing good in this season, mostly wild fruits, mushrooms, fungus, etc. As for meat, it is too hot now and it cannot be stored.

"Sell! ... As long as you need it, we will definitely support you!" Uncle Zhao said loudly

Uncle Zhao was happy to hear that Li Guohua wanted to buy things from his family.

Now the commune has a big pot meal, so everyone has enough food, but there are few ways to make money. We have to wait until the end of each year when the commune calculates work points before we can see cash.

But there are always times in life when you need to buy something, so Uncle Zhao naturally doesn't want to miss such a good opportunity.

In fact, there were not many things, especially mushrooms, which were not heavy at all. Li Guohua took out the price list and finally calculated it. The total cost was only 5 cents.

"Uncle Zhao, do you know if there are any wild boars in the mountain behind this place?" After packing all the things in a cloth bag and giving the money to the uncle, Li Guohua finally asked what he wanted to know most.

"Yes, of course there are. Every winter, they come down the mountain in groups and bump into people!" Uncle Zhao opened a small handkerchief, carefully put the money away, his face full of joy.

According to relevant records, when the commune calculated work points at the end of the year, the average income of most families was around 36-40 yuan.

365 days a year, you work full time, deduct the family's food and drink, and there is only this much money left. It is equivalent to only making about cents a day. How can Uncle Zhao not be happy?

"There are a lot of wild boars in winter, but what about in summer? Aren't there any wild boars?" Li Guohua asked curiously.

"Yes, of course! See that mountain? Behind the mountain there is a stream, and downstream of the stream there is a water bubble. Wild boars from the surrounding mountains go there to drink water and roll in the mud. The old people call it the wild boar bubble.

Summer is different from winter. In summer, there is food in the mountains, so wild boars won't starve and won't bring their families out!" Uncle Zhao pointed in a direction with his pipe and said calmly.

When he was young, he was a good hunter in the area, but he went to hunt wild boars once and almost didn't come back.

"Little comrade, don't you want to go hang out with wild boars? Let me tell you, wild boars are very irritable in the summer, especially the male boars, whose tusks are very long. If they hit you, you will break bones and tendons. Don't run around!"

Uncle Zhao reacted immediately. Li Guohua came to the countryside to purchase supplies. The young man was ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth. He should not think of catching wild boars or he would be doomed.

"No, I'm just curious about what a wild boar looks like. I haven't seen one yet!" Seeing that Uncle Zhao had seen through his intentions, Li Guohua quickly denied it.

"Well, that's good. I'll take you around the village later and collect some other things. It's not worth taking such a risk!" Uncle Zhao started smoking his big pipe again.

Seeing that noon was approaching and the village canteen was about to open for lunch, Uncle Zhao and his wife took Li Guohua and headed for the village office.

Looking at the fields and ditches around him, Li Guohua felt particularly familiar, because he had also lived there when he was a child.

It’s just that I lived in a rural area in the south in my previous life, but I live in the north in this life. I don’t know if my home in the south still exists, or if it doesn’t exist at all.

Gouzi Village is located in the center of the plain. It is a row of bungalows facing north and south, surrounded by a courtyard wall with propaganda slogans posted on the wall, such as "Catch up with Britain and Surpass the United States" and "One Day Equals Twenty Years", which give it a sense of age.

After entering the gate of the courtyard, it was really lively. There were more than a dozen large tables inside, and hundreds of people, men and women, old people and children, were gathered here.

This yard serves as the village's public canteen. There is a middle-aged man who looks like a clerk standing nearby, holding a pen and a notebook. He seems to be counting people's names. At the same time, he is also directing everyone to sit down and serve the food.

"Yan Ya Zi!" Uncle Zhao shouted to the man.

"Uncle, you are old now, come to the table quickly, the village has specially slaughtered a pig for the busy farming season!"

The middle-aged man seemed very familiar with Uncle Zhao and was about to come up to help him.

"Shan Yazi, this is the leader of the textile factory in the city. He is here on business in our village. Take him to see the secretary!" Uncle Zhao waved his hand in disdain and pushed the middle-aged man away, pointing at Li Guohua and said.

He is not old yet and can still chop wood and fetch water, but he hates others helping him.

"Okay, I'll take him there right away!"

The middle-aged man looked at Li Guohua and said nothing. He took him to the innermost house in the yard and met the village secretary.

The secretary was about fifty years old, named Zhao Lianqi, and had just been demobilized. Li Guohua naturally handed over his work permit and the purchase letter.

There's nothing I can do. I'm still too young, and it's normal for people to doubt me.

After seeing Li Guohua's work ID, Secretary Zhao suddenly became enthusiastic and introduced the cadres present to Li Guohua.

For example, Tian Cuihua, the women's director, and Zhao Dabing, the militia company commander, are Secretary Zhao's son. And the middle-aged man outside just now is actually the village clerk, Zhao Yushan, the most educated person in Shigouzi.

Li Guohua took out his Pegasus brand and everyone, regardless of gender, handed over a cigarette. The atmosphere at the table immediately became lively.

Because it was the busy farming season, the village slaughtered a pig, and the dishes on the table were very rich, including stir-fried pork intestines, large pieces of braised pork, pig blood vermicelli, and several plates of vegetarian dishes.

I don’t know if it was to entertain Li Guohua or because the food was so good today, but Zhao Lianqi also brought out a bottle of Lao Shao and shared it with everyone.

"Great!" This was Li Guohua's first feeling. This village was more comfortable than being a factory worker! Zhao Lianqi let him eat as much as he wanted until he was full, without asking for money or tickets.

After the meal, Li Guohua explained his purpose to Zhao Lianqi in the village office, and Zhao Lianqi quickly waved his hand and said it was no problem.

"There are still a lot of eggs in the village. I'll ask Yushan to take them away for you later. There may also be some mountain products in each household. I'll notify everyone to bring them to the village office later.

It’s just that we can’t give you the chickens, ducks, and pork, Comrade Li! You also know that it’s the busy farming season now, and the members are working very hard, so they need to supplement their nutrition!”

"Okay, thank you Uncle Zhao for your help!"

Seeing that Zhao Lianqi was willing to help, Li Guohua took out a pack of Daqianmen and stuffed it into his pocket. As for meat, he had no shortage of it.

"Guohua, you are really a smart guy!" Zhao Lianqi pointed at Li Guohua and accepted the Daqianmen.

Although he is the leader of the whole village, it is not often that he can draw the lottery.

In a word, under the planned economy, there was no way for people in rural areas to make money and they could only work in the fields.

I dare not make my side business too big, otherwise I would be going backwards in history.

In the afternoon, Zhao Lianqi led the members to the fields. Zhao Yushan helped Li Guohua to get things ready. Seeing that Li Guohua didn't bring any tools, he lent him a big basket.

"Thank you, Brother Yushan! I will send you the basket in a few days!" Li Guohua thanked

In terms of age, Li Guohua should actually call him uncle, but Zhao Lianqi is a generation older than him. When Zhao Yushan heard him call Zhao Lianqi uncle, he let him call him brother.

"Don't worry, just bring it over when you have time. It's not an important thing!" Zhao Yushan waved his hand and said with a smile.

Touching the Pegasus card in my pocket, I felt that this young man was not simple. In such a short time, he spent several dimes without blinking an eye. He has a bright future.

After coming out of the village office, Li Guohua put his belongings into the space. Then he took a long detour, avoided Uncle Zhao's house, and plunged into the mountains.

"Fuck, this dress is useless!"

There is no way. You can't keep your distance. When Uncle Zhao pointed, it didn't seem far away, but in fact, the mountain road was several miles long. If we didn't hurry, it would be dark.

As there was no road, Li Guohua had to climb up the hill and through the forest all the way. His clothes and pants soon became very dirty, and there was a big cut on his pants.

After finally climbing up the mountain that Uncle Zhao mentioned, I felt like a homeless person.

Slowly going down to the bottom of the valley, I found the stream that Uncle Zhao mentioned. The water was cool and refreshing, and I couldn't wait to soak in it.

But Li Guohua knew that he couldn't do that. The water from the mountain streams in the summer could give you a cold.