Siheyuan: Starting with one acre and three fen of land

"Bang~"

A crisp gunshot suddenly rang out in the dense forest, echoing like thunder in the depths of the woods where few people had been.

The withered grass shook rapidly, as if something was passing through it quickly.

At the edge of the clearing in the forest, a half-grown wild boar was lying on the ground, and two hunting dogs were sniffing around it excitedly.

Not long after, He Yuzhu and Mikhail appeared beside the wild boar, one in front and one behind, holding guns.

Today is the second day of their hunting. Mikhail took He Yuzhu to hunt some rabbits and pheasants outside.

After witnessing He Yuzhu's precise shooting skills with his own eyes, he felt at ease to take him deeper into the forest to try to hunt larger prey.

Mikhail and his wife Maria had been amazed ever since they had eaten the dish cooked by He Yuzhu that evening.

Driven by delicious food, they got along exceptionally well these days.

The couple lived in a yard in the countryside, and their only remaining son was serving in the army.

The vacant house had already been cleaned up by Maria, and she arranged for He Yuzhu to move in.

"Mascarp, speckle!"

Mikhail called the hunting dog's name softly, then turned to look at He Yuzhu beside him.

"He, let's go back! We've hunted a lot of prey these past two days, and someone will come to pick you up and take you back to the city this afternoon."

He Yuzhu held the rifle in his hand and nodded slightly in agreement: "Okay! Misha, let's go back."

There was a barely perceptible regret on his face; there wouldn't be many opportunities like this in the future.

They were holding the 1891/30 Mosin-Nagant rifle, a bolt-action rifle chambered for the 7.62 caliber round.

Although it has a glorious history, this weapon was still the main weapon in the early stages of the war. Of course, it is now an obsolete weapon, so they can use it for hunting.

Seeing that He Yuzhu did not object, Mikhail breathed a sigh of relief, put his gun on his back, walked to the prey and squatted down.

He took out the hunting tools he carried with him and began to process the prey.

He Yuzhu stood guard with a gun in his hand, always aware of the movements in the nearby woods.

Mikhail was an experienced hunter and drained the pig's blood skillfully.

And those internal organs that should have been discarded were packed together and taken away after being slightly sorted out after eating the dishes prepared by He Yuzhu.

He held the tied wild boar in his hand and said to He Yuzhu, "He, it's done."

After saying that, he returned along the same route.

He Yuzhu reloaded the magazine with bullets, followed Mikhail, and walked out of the mountain.

The hunting team's hunting dogs were leading the way, Mikhail was walking in the middle with the prey, and He Yuzhu was behind with a gun.

They soon reached the outskirts of the woods, turned the corner ahead, and Mikhail's yard came into view.

After circling Mikhail a few times, the two hounds couldn't wait to run into the yard.

He Yuzhu carried his gun and walked quickly to Mikhail's side: "Misha, what do you want to eat for lunch?"

Mikhail withdrew his gaze and turned to look at He Yuzhu who looked relaxed beside him. After thinking for a moment, his lips moved.

"He, just listen to Martha! I can do anything!"

Seeing this, He Yuzhu laughed and patted his arm: "Haha! Okay! I'll go ask Martha later."

Maria was busy in the house at this time. When she heard the familiar barking of a dog outside, a smile immediately broke out on her face.

She put down the rag in her hand, dusted herself off, and walked out happily to greet Mikhail and his companions who were coming home.

When Maria walked into the yard, Mikhail appeared at the door with a wild boar on his shoulder, followed by He Yuzhu with a gun on his back.

"Misha, Ho! Wow, we got a good harvest today!"

Mikhail smiled and looked at Maria softly: "Masha, I'll go deal with the wild boar meat."

Maria nodded slightly, knowing that the prey had to be dealt with promptly, and turned her gaze to He Yuzhu: "He, go back to the house and change your clothes first."

Having just finished hunting, he had a smell of gunpowder mixed with other smells on him, which was not very pleasant.

After hearing this, He Yuzhu handed the two guns on his back to Maria: "Martha, I'll go pack them up first. The bullets have been pulled out."

As he handed over the bullet bag, he changed the subject, "By the way, Martha, what would you like to eat for lunch?"

Maria put the Mosin-Nagant on her back and took the bullet bag handed to her.

After hearing He Yuzhu's words, her eyes inadvertently swept over Mikhail, who was concentrating on dealing with the wild boar in a corner of the yard.

She understood what Mikhail meant. It was Mikhail who asked her to choose, and it would not be appropriate for He Yuzhu to cook too many dishes as he was a guest.

It would be nice to have one dish for every meal and try its delicious taste.

Maria knew what her husband wanted and chose the dish after a little thought.

"He, let's just make a hamburger steak! We have the ingredients at home."

When He Yuzhu heard this, he immediately understood her intention and agreed readily.

"No problem, Martha, then you prepare the ingredients first, I'll go back to the house and clean up and come over."

After spending these few days together, He Yuzhu learned from daily conversations that hamburger patties are Mikhail's favorite.

Hamburger steak is a traditional home-cooked dish with a variety of flavors, and the chicken flavor is particularly popular: Chicken Kiev.

Mikhail likes this dish because supplies are scarce on the front lines.

He could only eat this dish every time he came back alive from the front line.

For Mikhail, this dish is not only delicious, but also carries the satisfaction of life after death.

The fragrance gradually filled the entire yard. Two hunting dogs were also in the yard, enjoying their delicious food.

Mikhail saw the hamburgers on the table and looked at Maria who was busy, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

Maria met Mikhail's gaze, smiled and nodded, "He, Misha, sit down and eat!"

The three of them sat around the table. Mikhail was excited. He poured a glass of wine and raised it to toast He Yuzhu.

"He, thank you for the delicious food!"

He Yuzhu picked up the wine glass and turned his gaze to Maria: “Misha, I think I should thank Martha.

I just made one dish, but most of the credit goes to Martha. Come, let's toast to Martha together!"

The atmosphere at the table was relaxed and cheerful, and the three of them were immersed in delicious food and laughter.

After dinner, He Yuzhu packed his bags and prepared to return to the city.

Mikhail and Maria sat opposite him, waiting for the person who would pick him up.

"He, if you need any help when you go to the factory this time, feel free to ask my cousin Lev for help.

He has worked in the factory for more than ten years and is very familiar with the place.”

He Yuzhu was holding the teacup and drinking the tea he brought with him. He was a little surprised after hearing this and answered out of politeness.

"Okay, Misha. I'll just broaden my horizons, mainly to satisfy my curiosity."

Mikhail did not refute, but just smiled and nodded, picking up the note from the table with his cousin's message on it.

The three of them continued chatting about family matters, bursting into laughter from time to time.

Suddenly, there was a dog barking outside the house. He Yuzhu looked at Mikhail and Maria and realized that someone was coming.

The three of them immediately stood up and walked out.