Chapter 10 10 Ambition

Chapter 10 10. Ambition

After Li Yuan returned to Xiao Mo Fang with the sack on his back, he walked home quickly. Because the pheasant did not bleed, there was no smell of blood, but it still could not be hidden from the sharp-eyed people.

Along the way, several people saw Li Yuan.

"Yuanzi, did you hunt something?"

"Yuanzi, you are lucky today. Did you pick it up from a trap?"

"What? Pheasant? Hare?"

Li Yuan just laughed: "A little pheasant, I met it while wandering in the mountains. Good luck, good luck."

When he got home, Yan Yu had not returned yet.

Li Yuan waited for a while, and heard a sound coming from the fence, and then he looked out, but saw a young lady wearing a gray jacket, flat chest and fat belly, and a gray face, carrying a large bamboo basket and pushing the door.

This look made Li Yuan a little funny.

However, in this world, women who are a little pretty can get into trouble.

Even if I don't go out now, if someone sees me and remembers me, I'm sure I'll get into trouble if I mess up in the future.

In troubled times, people eat as much meat as their mouths allow.

Even so, people will still remember me.

The safest way is to eat three out of ten.

When Lady Yan opened the door and saw Li Yuan, she sighed, "Hey, Yuan'er, the price of grain has risen again. After much persuasion, I got three catties of corn and two catties of beans from two big coins."

As she spoke, her eyes swept over Li Yuan's empty hands, revealing a little resentment.

"You didn't hunt anything again today?"

Although Yan Yu understood that men were not good enough, she was still a little angry.

Li Yuan smiled and said, "Look inside the house."

"Huh?" Yan Yu was stunned for a moment, and his body stiffened. Then he walked into the house quickly with a bamboo basket on his back. With a glance, he saw a pheasant lying on a sack in the corner.

The pheasant had colorful feathers and was quite fat.

"Brother Yuan"

Yan Yu put down the basket, her eyes lit up, and there was light in them.

Her face was full of joy, but she was so excited that she didn't know what to say.

Li Yuan said: "Hurry up and make food, I'm starving."

Yan Yu smiled and said: "Yes, yes, you sit down and rest, you've worked hard today."

In winter, it gets dark early.

This small ink shop is not as good as the county town. There are no lanterns on the road, it's pitch black. Looking outside, you feel that the whole world has been submerged in cold, darkness and loneliness.

The light in the hut makes people feel a little warm.

Yan Yu first plucked the colorful chicken feathers to sell for some money, then boiled half a bowl of chicken oil, and then put half a chicken on a plate, pushed it in front of Li Yuan, and said: "Brother Yuan, send it to Aunt Wang next door."

"Okay." Li Yuan took the plate and went over.

Aunt Wang's family and his family are neighbors, and they also help a lot on weekdays. These two times Yan Yu went out to buy food, he was directly with them.

Today he came back from hunting pheasants, and Aunt Wang must know that if they don't share anything, others won't say anything, but they will always feel distant and complain.

It's better to be friendly with neighbors than to be hostile.

Lady Yan's behavior is still humane, not a woman from a small family.

Soon, Li Yuan knocked on the door not far away with a plate and called out, "Uncle Wang, Aunt Wang~"

The door opened quickly.

A dull big man smiled and said, "Brother Yuan, what's the matter so late?"

"Nothing, I hunted a pheasant, and my wife asked me to share some." Li Yuan replied with a smile.

The big man was stunned for a moment, and his eyes saw the small half chicken in Li Yuan's hand.

"These days, meat is not cheap, Brother Yuan, keep it for your family." Uncle Wang is an honest man.

But Aunt Wang next to him coughed.

Li Yuan glanced at the room, and saw a boy with a pigtail and a girl with a pigtail sitting on both sides of the wooden table.

Both kids were swallowing their saliva, staring at the meat in his hand.

Li Yuan smiled and said, "Uncle Wang, don't be polite to me."

As he said that, he walked in.

Aunt Wang took a plate to receive the meat.

After receiving it, Li Yuan didn't stay for long and was about to leave.

When he arrived at the door, the dull man patted him on the shoulder and said, "Brother Yuan, you are so righteous."

"Neighbor."

As he said that, he was about to leave.

Aunt Wang suddenly ran out, holding a jar in her hand, and said, "Brother Yuan, I have saved some salt before, and I will share some with you."

"Salt? Thank you, Aunt Wang, then I won't be polite." Li Yuan said with a smile.

When Li Yuan returned home, Lady Yan was still cooking.

After another stick of incense, it was finally cooked.

The rice was mixed with chicken oil, and the roast chicken was sprinkled with salt. The two of them ate like starving ghosts reincarnated, wolfing down the food, and they were still not satisfied.

Li Yuan felt that he had never eaten such delicious food.

After eating, Lady Yan washed the pots and dishes, and boiled water for the two to wash their bodies.

Li Yuan sat on the bed and rested calmly like a master.

It was not that he wanted to be so lazy, but whenever he wanted to do something, Lady Yan next to him would drive him away and ask him not to do it.

At night, Lady Yan's "ugly makeup" was naturally removed, and her gray clothes were changed into a blue cloth jacket with white flowers. Although she was thin and small, she was still curvy. Her face lacked nutrition and was not so white, but her outline was that of a beauty.

And at this late night, Li Yuan could not think of much.

After a while, he hugged Lady Yan who was still working from behind.

Lady Yan said coquettishly: "The dishes haven't been washed yet."

Li Yuan said, "Wash yours."

Mrs. Yan blushed and trembled suddenly as if she had received an electric shock. She panted softly and quickly, "Good man, blow out the candles first, blow out the candles."

The next morning.

Li Yuan was sleeping with his wife in his arms. Suddenly, he heard a commotion outside. It seemed that a crowd was running somewhere. He didn't know what they were going to do.

In his arms, Mrs. Yan poked her head out, and her red silk ribbon and white snow-white flesh were half exposed.

"Why is it so lively outside?"

"I don't know."

"I have to get up and see good and bad things. I have to know everything." Mrs. Yan twisted her body and climbed out of Li Yuan's arms. She was not shy. She put on her clothes and trousers in front of him, and then quickly put on makeup and stuffed the broken pieces. When she was gray and fat, she hurried out.

When she went out, Mrs. Yan couldn't help but be stunned.

This time, there was no need to explain. She could see it with her own eyes.

But she saw three big men carrying a wild boar on a few bamboo poles and walking towards the village.

The wild boar's stomach had been cut open long ago, the blood was drained first, and the intestines and the like were hung on the branches to worship the mountain god.

This wild boar originally weighed more than 200 kilograms, but now it weighs less than 200 kilograms.

But it still took three big men a long time to carry it back.

The three men were naturally Brother Xiong, Zhang Mazi, and Zhang Nuli.

Everyone in the neighborhood stared at the wild boar with envy, and some drooled.

When you are so hungry that you have no money to buy rice, who can control yourself when you see such a pig?

"Brother Xiong is really capable."

"Yes, such a big pig, you can boil a lot of lard alone."

"Brother Xiong, I want to hang out with you too."

"Brother Xiong is still awesome!"

Many voices came from the surroundings.

And at this moment, a sinister and discordant voice mixed in.

"Oh, you beat such a big pig, it's not fair not to share it with everyone, right?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice, but saw that it was the second son of the Qian family.

Qian Er was followed by two ruffians, who were pushing their way out of the crowd and said, "There are people starving to death in the neighborhood. You can't just eat and drink well and ignore everyone else, right? Right? Huh?"

He raised his hand and glanced at the residents who were watching, trying to encourage them.

At this moment, Brother Xiong suddenly put down his burden, pulled out a sharp knife from his waist, wiped it on his arm, and then pointed at Qian Er and said fiercely, "Beat him! As long as you beat him, you can come to me to get meat.

The harder you beat him, the more meat you get.

This is what Brother Xiong said."

After the voice fell, everyone looked at each other.

Brother Xiong was not in a hurry. He sat on the wild boar, cut off a greasy pig thigh with a knife, waved it high and said: "The first person to beat, take this.

Do you know why?

The one who beat Qian Er is my brother.

In the future, I, Old Xiong, may be able to take him along when I go hunting."

After the words fell, the atmosphere was quiet for a while, and several young men suddenly picked up sticks and went up to fight.

Qian Er was annoyed and shouted: "Who dares, who dares?"

The young men still went up, shouting "Follow Brother Xiong".

More and more people went up.

The Qian family bullied many people in Xiaomofang. Now Brother Xiong stood up and could get meat. There were always people who wanted to fight Qian Er.

When Lady Yan saw the fight over there, she ran away in a hurry. When she returned to the house and told her husband about it, her tone was a little sour.

Although it was not said explicitly, Li Yuan read it out as "They were fighting wild boars, and you, you just killed a pheasant".

Li Yuan secretly felt lucky that he didn't join the gang.

Brother Xiong's group is indeed restless and ambitious.

This "Hunter Alliance" was established only a few days ago, and it directly fought with the Qian family.

"Brother Yuan, you said. Brother Xiong has brought Zhang Nuli and Zhang Mazi, how can he not bring you?

You are all hunters in the village."

Mrs. Yan's eyes turned, and she said anxiously and resentfully, "Do you want to join him?"

Li Yuan stepped forward and hugged his wife's shoulders, and smiled: "Sister Yan, don't worry about what's going on outside, I know."