Said enthusiastically.

"Don't worry about them, I'll see what fun things I brought back."

Lao Li stretched out his finger and pointed at the roof of the car.

"Oh my god, such a big tiger."

"Old Li, are you not injured?"

Mrs. Lao Li was surprised at first, and then quickly looked at Lao Li.

"Just this little tiger, how can I be hurt?"

Old Li waved his hands loudly.

"Wow, big tiger!"

"Grandpa, did you call back?"

A boy with a thick head and a thick head rushed out of the house.

Standing in front of the car, jumping up and down excitedly.

The boy is Li Jianguo, Lao Li's grandson, who is still in junior high school.

For a child as old as Li Jianguo, there are too many people called Jianguo Weiguo Aid Korea.

It is one of the characteristics of this era.

"Of course I did."

"Except for your grandfather and me, who else has this ability."

Old Li raised his head and said very proudly.

Attracted a frantic pursuit of a group of children.

Lao Li's wife greeted a few people and moved the big tiger off the roof of the car.

He also called the cook to come over and peel the skin and carve the meat seven times.

181: Lao Li tells stories, Zhang Bingye brings game back to the courtyard

"At that time, the big tiger came out of the grass with a 'shua'."

"'Aww', and put the pheasant I killed in my mouth."

"Then can I get used to this beast?"

"I held the 56-style and raised my hand and shot twice, hitting the tiger. Well, here it is."

Lao Li pointed to the positions of the two holes on the hanging tiger skin.

"Grandpa, where's the back, what's the back?"

Li Weiguo clenched his fist and shouted loudly.

Several children listened carefully.

A few old men squinted their eyes and squinted at Lao Li.

They are all old brothers who fought with Lao Li in the early years.

I know who Lao Li is.

If you are bragging, you don't even have drafts.

When bragging, you can only believe two points of what you say.

"This tiger is really powerful. After eating me twice, it not only didn't run away."

"On the contrary, it aroused its fierceness and grinned at me."

"I can't see it."

"Immediately threw the gun in the hands of "[-]" ​​to the ground, pulled out the ghost knife on my back, and held it with both hands."

"The tiger rushed towards me, and in the blink of an eye it rushed to my face."

"Its mouth almost encloses my head, and I can see the barb on its tongue."

Lao Li squatted down and stretched out his hand to open the tiger's mouth, revealing a barbed tongue.

An eloquent narration.

Zhang Bingye was listening, with a faint smile on his face.

He found that he was a bit inferior to Lao Li.

That is bragging.

When Lao Li started bragging, he really didn't blush or breathe.

Speak vividly and vividly.

"It was too late to say it, but I just bent down and swung the ghost knife in my hand."

"Towards the tiger's head."

"With a pop, the blood splattered more than a meter high."

"The tiger's head rolled several meters away on the ground, and it still stared at me with its big eyes."

Lao Li wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth.

Hey hey hey smile.

"Grandpa, you are amazing!"

Li Weiguo jumped up from his chair with a look of admiration.

"What is this trivial thing? What I did when I was fighting devils in Northwest Shanxi is not worth mentioning."

"I fought all the way from the northwest to Taiyuan back then."

"I don't even know how many devil's heads were chopped off."

Old Li held his head high.

It is only possible that there is no tail at the back.

If there is a tail, specify the vertical height.

"Lao Li, you must be bragging again."

"If you didn't run away, how can you cut off a tiger's head with one knife?"

"I'll catch you a pig now, and try to see if you can cut off its head."

Several old men questioned one after another.

"If you don't believe me, hurry up and get the hell out of me, I won't bring you a single bit of tiger meat."

Lao Li scolded with his waist pierced.

"Your old Li is number one in martial arts in the world, that's fine."

"I believe it, can't I believe it?"

"Quickly cut up the meat, I will believe anything you say."

Several old men pinched their noses in recognition.

Who doesn't want to taste the tiger meat just returned.

Even if you don't eat it yourself, it's good to take it home to nourish your grandchildren.

"Cut off twenty catties of meat for Xiao Zhang first."

"Only the two front legs can be trimmed, and the designated weight is twenty catties."

Lao Li gave orders to the cook.

The two tiger legs have tight tendons and are one of the most delicious tiger meats.

The cook held the boning knife and dismembered the tiger meat very skillfully.

With a few twists of the blade, the two front legs of the tiger were removed.

Old Mrs. Li found a strong transparent bag and put two tiger front legs into the bag.

Li Weiguo took a bag and filled it with five rabbits and three pheasants.

Each of them carried a bag and came to Zhang Bingye.

"Xiao Zhang, thanks to you following Lao Li today, otherwise Lao Li wouldn't be able to come back."

"The driver Xiaotian has already told me that you are a good boy."

Mrs. Li said with a smile.

"Auntie, you are serious. I should do everything."

"If Uncle Li hadn't taken me to hunt, I wouldn't have gotten such a rich harvest."

Zhang Bingye took the bag and said.

"Come here often when you have free time. If the guards at the door stop you, you can report Lao Li's name."

"I haven't seen Lao Li so happy for a long time."

Mrs. Old Li turned her head and glanced at Old Li who was eloquent.

I am very happy to say.

"I will."

"I'll come back after the next vacation."

Zhang Bingye nodded.

"Old man, Xiao Zhang is going back."

Mrs. Lao Li said to Lao Li.

"I'm leaving, why don't you stay and have dinner before going back."

Lao Li asked to stay.

"No, there are still things at home."

"Come over for a stroll next time."

Zhang Bingye said with a smile.

"That's fine, Xiao Tian, ​​you drive Xiao Zhang back."

"If someone asks about these meats, you can say a few words, so as not to cause trouble."

Lao Li gave instructions to the driver.

The driver took the two bags of meat from Zhang Bingye's hand.

Put it in the trunk.

Start the car and go to the courtyard.

Siheyuan Intermediate Court.

"Hey, why hasn't this wicked thing come back yet?"

Jia Zhang was impatient with waiting.

Full of complaints.

"Could it be that he knew we were going to find him to lose money, so he hid... 0"

Silly Zhu frowned and said.

I am anxious.

"Where can he hide?"

"Unless he doesn't want the house."

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