Siheyuan, I want to lie down but I become a tool

The cousin felt satisfied when he saw Zhang Xingwang sleeping soundly. Since his cousin came home, he felt that the home had become warm again, and his father's hands were much more diligent than his mouth.

When he walked around with his head held high, carrying a brick in his hand, no one in the village made sarcastic remarks to him anymore. This feeling made him very happy, and the closed-off heart was now free of worries.

Zhang Xingwang was awakened by a series of "grunts" in the morning. Looking at his cousin doing the turtle boxing in the yard, he felt that it was another beautiful day.

My aunt also got up early and had already prepared breakfast. As for my uncle, it was said that after hearing that Zhang Xingwang had woken up, he went out for a walk while Zhang Xingwang was washing up, saying that he would decide whether to come back at noon depending on the situation.

Due to limited time, Zhang Xingwang did not go to the homes of the remaining two aunts. Instead, he found a secluded place, put his bicycle into the space, went into the mountain, and walked towards the hunters' base without stopping.

We took a break and had lunch, and arrived near the canyon around 2pm. When we got closer, we could vaguely see some light smoke from cooking. I guess these three people were smoking a rabbit.

It seemed that he would not return empty-handed this time. As soon as he approached the canyon, he saw the old man walking towards him. Seeing him was like seeing a relative, with an inexplicable hope in his eyes. He held his hand and would not let go, looking left and right, and even looked at the shadow behind him.

It was as if he was afraid that Zhang Xingwang was the White Bone Demon. After they chatted for a while, the old man seemed to have aged a lot. His beard was untidy as if he hadn't washed for a few days. His clothes were full of holes. He looked very sloppy and like a wild man.

After a few polite words, Zhang Xingwang was pulled by the excited old man to see their latest spoils.

When they arrived at the temporary "pigsty", the couple was there. They looked normal, not as exaggerated as the old man.

The woman may have seen Zhang Xingwang's confusion, so she explained it.

It turned out that they had just returned home after dark ten days ago and were extremely tired from the journey. They were quite happy when they counted their gains at home.

As a result, the shrewd mother suddenly asked about the situation of the prey. In the past few days, she heard that all the capable people in each village had gone into the mountains. She felt anxious. Finally, the family calculated that the prey in the mountains might not be as many as the people going into the mountains.

Finally, after unanimous discussion, it was decided to let the stunned old man set out into the mountains before dawn and take the opportunity to fight another wave, because there are too many monks and too little meat now.

The old man was reluctant at first, but his wife and daughter-in-law persuaded him with words like "you will never have this opportunity again", "you don't have any other skills", "my grandson is growing up, and there is not much property at home". He was powerless to refute the advice, and before dawn, he set off with his tired body, snatched half a pack of cigarettes from his son.

Four days later, the couple went into the mountains to look for their father, claiming that he was "lost". The "Where's Dad?" trick worked well, and the villagers were skeptical, thinking that the old man had run away from home. After all, it's not a good idea to beat his wife every other day.

So it can be said that the old man did not go home this time. Considering his life in the mountains for the next half month, the old man's appearance is not excessive. On the contrary, it can be regarded as excellent. No wonder he reacted so strongly when they met that time. It turned out that he was homesick.

After understanding the reason, they followed the three people to take a look at their spoils, four half-grown wild boars and five or six pheasants hanging on the treetops.

The old man looked at the little wild boar and said with emotion:

"I've searched the area thoroughly, and there's basically no living creature. Even if you came half a month later, you'd probably still see these few things."

Afterwards, several people said that this was the last hunt of the year, or their last hunting career, and it was estimated that there would be no one left in the mountains before the New Year. In the past few days, there were more people than birds in the mountains.

Looking at the man who had already taken out the scale and was waiting, Zhang Xingwang shrugged indifferently and said jokingly:

"We have been working together for such a long time, I'm sure you have already weighed the weight, so there is no need to bother with it anymore. I still have some trust in you."

The man was very pleased with himself after hearing this, and said frankly:

"Of course not. My father makes me weigh the pigs every day. He insists that the weight of the pigs is different every day. He also makes me keep feeding the pigs more food. It makes me very upset."

After hearing this, the old man gave his daughter-in-law a look that said she should hit him, but she didn't move and muttered:

"That's right. Every day I have to spend a whole morning just calculating the weight and price. Mom has gone back to calculate several times, but they have never cheated us. If she had that time, she could have set up a few more traps for pheasants."

Looking at his daughter-in-law and son who were so confident, the old man felt upset and said to Zhang Xingwang, who was almost hurt:

"Hey... little brother, they don't know anything. We are talking about business now, right?"

As they were talking, they suddenly heard a series of "puff" sounds. They turned around and saw that all the wild boars had started to have diarrhea crazily. As for the little weight that the "smart" old man had added with great effort, it was probably not enough to cover what the pigs excreted.

The couple looked at the roots they had brought with great effort and the half-dead wild boar, and their hearts were broken when they recalled how the old man had ordered them around in the past few days. They stared at the old man with rage in their eyes.

The old man who claimed to be a businessman was so embarrassed by the two men that he gritted his teeth and said to Zhang Xingwang in a crying voice:

"Although they are a little wilted, they are still alive, right? You can't use this excuse to bargain, or I will definitely not be able to go back."

After getting Zhang Xingwang's affirmative answer, he almost cried with joy. He wanted to show off to the couple as usual and give them a look that said "it has to be me", but when he turned around and saw the two of them still with spitting fire in their eyes, he lowered his head and became autistic again.

The woman took the lead and said directly:

"There are six smoked pheasants weighing 16 jin, and the price is still the same as before. As for the wild boars, four of them weighed 530 jin this morning, but I don't know now. How about we weigh them again?"

Zhang Xingwang looked at the messy temporary pigsty and answered without hesitation:

"No need, just calculate it as 530 kilograms."

Before he finished speaking, he heard the old man squatting beside him interrupt:

"That's settled then. There's also pig blood..."

The woman glared back at him with an unfriendly look when he said the rest of his words. Zhang Xingwang thought that after the old man's actions, his family would probably completely return to a matriarchal society.

In the end, Zhang Xingwang still calculated it based on 530 kilograms. Considering that the price of meat changes every day recently, he took the initiative to raise the price to cents per kilogram, the same as pheasant. In front of the couple's surprised eyes, the total price came to yuan and cents, and adding the pig blood as an allowance, he made it a rounded total of yuan.