464, Winter Has Arrived 28

While Mingming was happily adapting to the life of the Zhou family, the team led by Han Sensen came down from the mountain. This time, it was amazing. They actually hunted five wild boars! When those people carried the wild boar down, the whole village was boiling!

Now is the time of real food shortage. The village usually only eats two meals. Although the Zhou family still eats three meals a day, breakfast is already very sparse. The well-prepared Zhou family's food reserves are almost running out, let alone other families, who have not had food for a long time. That's why there are more people in this mountain. Now that food can't be grown, one can only go to the mountains to find food. Large prey such as wild boar, which can easily carry two to three hundred pounds, must be the most popular.

With wild boar meat, the refined oil tastes better when mixed with wild vegetables! There was no oil, and the wild vegetables were only boiled in water. After eating them, my stomach didn't even make a sound, and I felt very weak.

Yu Heng immediately asked Zhou Qingrong to change it! We don’t have much food in stock at home, but we still have some. Such good wild boar meat is hard to come by! Zhou Qingrong grabbed Mingming and rushed out. The pig killing activity in Laokang Village was a bustling event, and almost everyone in the village went. In order to prevent anyone from grabbing it directly, the hunters and their relatives and friends also guarded the grain drying ground with knives and sticks. Countless plastic bags filled with rice, noodles or other food were constantly sent in as exchange items. Come out with a piece of pork belly or a piece of ribs.

Han Sensen also instituted purchase restrictions and stood on the stage loudly to maintain order. These five big wild boars really drove the villagers crazy. The screams of pigs and the fishy smell of slaughtered pigs were heard in their ears and smelled in their noses, but they were the most beautiful sounds and the most wonderful smell.

Some people in the crowd stared at the hands of the butcher, watching the sharp butcher's knife chop out the bones and cut out strips of meat. Then a pair of hands took it, and in an instant the flesh and bones disappeared into the arms of those people. They bent slightly and squeezed out of the crowd as if they were holding treasures, with smiles on their faces that made him jealous.

Hunger and jealousy fermented together, steaming together with the roar of the stomach, and finally gushed out.

The man rushed out and pulled quickly! "Ah! Thief!"

There were too many people in the grain drying field. The man hunched back and forth among the crowd, bumping into one blocker after another. The man who was squeezing in with Zhou Qingrong was obviously knocked away, and he subconsciously responded to the shouts of "catch the thief". Take a shot and grab it.

White light reflected in his eyes. He was obviously startled but did not move slowly. He stretched out his hand——

Bang.

Mingming watched the thief fall on the open space in front of him, and then quietly hid the knife in his hand. He looked at Zhou Qingrong, and it was Zhou Qingrong who kicked him just now. "Brother, you are so awesome!"

"Hey, I'm just kidding." Zhou Qingrong laughed happily after being praised, and then walked towards the thief with a straight face. He first picked up the fruit knife that fell out halfway, and then walked up to the thief and took the piece of lean meat. Twist it and return it to the owner who rushes over.

"Are you leaving now?"

Ming Ming looked back at the thief who had reentered the crowd and asked Zhou Qingrong. Zhou Qingrong smiled bitterly: "What else can I do? Send it to the police station or what? I can't control it! The owner won't pursue it. What can I, an outsider, do?" Zhou Qingrong thought that Ming Ming was watching. I wasn't used to this kind of treatment, so I explained it to him in detail.

The personnel structure in the village is now very complex, which means the aboriginal people are relatively organized and disciplined, and because they care about human relations, the relationship between them is not too broken. If there are conflicts, they can find other senior villagers to mediate. But the same cannot be said for other foreign victims. They are all in disarray. Even if there is a conflict, there is no leader to take care of it. The only way to resolve it privately is to "apologise", which is not just a beating. Otherwise, how can you still treat people? Beat to death?

"Fortunately, he didn't hit you, otherwise I wouldn't have let him go."

Ming Ming lowered his head and said it was clear. After hearing Zhou Qingrong's explanation, he didn't say much and just followed Zhou Qingrong home, who was happily holding the pork.

He only glanced back and saw the thief squeezing into the crowd again with sharp eyes, a look of determination and waiting for an opportunity. He thought that if he had been in the regiment that went to Xiangya Town, such a person would have been killed. The owner will beat the person to death, and no one will persuade him. These days, food is life. If you want to take my life, I will take your life.

Ming Ming smiled slightly, this place was still too peaceful, the people were too gentle, he had to protect them well.

When they got home, the two of them didn't talk about it. They just happily packed up the fat pork, first refined the oil, and then mixed the oil residue with sugar as snacks. This way of eating has been rare for more than ten years. Zhou Qingrong only remembers eating like this when he was very young. Later, he paid attention to health preservation. The oil residue was usually sold to the feed vendors walking around the streets. Later, when the city was built, , even the vendors who collect the oil residue are gone, and the oil residue is just dumped in the trash can.

But at this time, such sugar-coated oil residue was a rare delicacy for Zhou Haojun. He chewed it so deliciously that Zhou Xiaofu also took a piece and gnawed it, until his face was covered with oil.

The village was lively all night, but early the next morning it became noisy again. It turned out that yesterday's harvest made other people itchy, so they organized people to go up the mountain again early in the morning. Zhou Qingrong was also gearing up, took Mingming and went up the mountain.

Yu Heng is now fully focused on the fields, working as usual. Zhou Haojun is also very responsible now, jumping around beside him, doing whatever he is asked to do, and helping a lot. Yu Heng tells him some things about growing rice in his spare time, not asking him to understand, but hoping that he can expand his knowledge. They were busy until noon, and then they went home to eat and take a nap.

This was originally an ordinary day. If Zhou Qingrong and others could come home with some harvest in the afternoon, then this day would be more perfect.

However, Yu Heng waited for his two sons who were in a mess and the panicked crowd. At about four o'clock in the afternoon, he was still in the field, but he heard extremely noisy movements from the back mountain. He felt uneasy and walked towards the back mountain. On the way, he met many villagers who were also walking towards the back mountain. They all had family members going up the mountain to hunt today. How could they not worry when they heard unusual movements at this time?

"Oh, who is that person yelling? It's so scary."

"It seems to be quite far away? No one is coming down."

"I can't hear what they are yelling."

Everyone gathered at the foot of the mountain, staring at the common road going up and down the mountain. Yu Heng squeezed forward a little, and the next moment he saw someone appear in the jungle on the mountain road. Those people ran very fast, and one of them couldn't control his speed and rolled down the mountain directly, shocking everyone.

These people were just the vanguard. Later, more people appeared on the mountain road, making a lot of noise as if there were wolves, tigers and leopards chasing after them. The people at the foot of the mountain trembled in their hearts: Could it be that something was really chasing them?

Yu Heng saw Zhou Qingrong and Mingming with his sharp eyes. The two were very conspicuous among the fleeing people. They ran as fast as the wind and soon caught up with the people in front of them and went down the mountain in the first batch.

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

When they got closer, they heard what the people coming down the mountain were shouting. They were shouting "Hurry up, there's cold air coming!"

Cold air? What cold air? Those who had reacted ran home. Seeing Zhou Qingrong and the other two running fast, Yu Heng was certain and turned around and ran back home. He had to prepare!

This time, the cold wave came suddenly and left suddenly, like a gust of wind, and the continuous destructive power was not strong. Most of the people in Laokang Village hid in time, but the cold wave passed in half an hour, leaving only the frost between the sky and the earth and the colder air to indicate that it had been there.

Not many people died. It is said that a small number of people who went up the mountain were caught up by the cold wave in a panic and were left there. After the cold wave, the family went up the mountain to search and rescue, but only found the body. Han Sensen's cousin was the organizer of this event. His body disappeared and it was unknown where it was left in the mountain.

The mission was unsuccessful. No one thought that today would be so unlucky!

Although the cold wave came and went quickly, its power should not be underestimated. All the experimental seedlings in Yu Heng's field were frozen to death, as were the vegetables carefully raised in the yard. He had to harvest the vegetables that had not grown well and make them into dried vegetables to prevent them from rotting.

After the cold wave, life began to change subtly, and this change became more serious over time.

There was a thief in the house.

Yu Heng, who was lying on the kang, opened his eyes and clearly heard footsteps in the yard. The footsteps stopped in the left and right ear rooms, and finally entered the living room, and then began to pry the bedroom door.

He heard three people outside. "Ahem." He coughed a few times, and the knocking stopped, and it took a long time before it continued. Yu Heng didn't give them any more chances, and planned to quietly get up and stand behind the door with a stick in his hand and wait. Now the whole family sleeps in the bedroom with a kang in the middle. The children and Zheng Han sleep on the left, and Yu Heng sleeps in the middle. He just wanted to get up from the kang carefully so as not to wake up others, and he heard someone getting up next to him.

The person's movements were very light, not Zhou Qingrong, but Mingming.

Mingming's movements were light and fast, and Yu Heng didn't have time to communicate with him. In just three seconds, Mingming turned over from the kang and stood behind the door quietly.

Click——

The door opened.

Yu Heng saw a bright light in the darkness, Mingming raised his hand and slashed! Three sounds of sharp blades piercing flesh rang out in succession.

Tick-tick-tick.

This was the sound of blood splashing on the ground.

In the end, only one person could not control the overall situation, and a body fell to the ground with a muffled sound. On the kang, Zhou Haojun groaned and climbed up, shouting: "Mom, I want to pee."

Mingming's voice was as gentle as ever in the darkness: "Haohao, come, uncle will take you. Be careful not to wake up your mother and the others."

"Oh." Zhou Haojun quickly put on a thick coat, a hat, and cotton shoes, and carefully touched the door. "Uncle, you're peeing too. Why don't you light a candle?" "Uncle can see it. Come, uncle will carry you over. Put on your hat and don't show your head."

Soon Zhou Haojun climbed back onto the kang and fell asleep. Yu Heng heard Mingming's movements again. After he got off the kang, he carried the bodies piled outside the door one by one. He didn't know where he threw them. After he came back, he immediately fell asleep and his breathing was smooth.

Yu Heng... was really shocked. But if you think about it carefully, although Mingming was no different when he was with them, he must have changed after experiencing hardships outside. The reason why he didn't let them see it was probably because he didn't want them to worry.

The next day, Mingming's performance really didn't show that he had fought three people alone and destroyed the bodies last night. He also asked Yu Heng: "Aunt, do you have a sore throat? I heard you coughing last night."

Yu Heng smiled: "Maybe you have a fever from sleeping on the kang. It's okay, I'll just clear it up."

After breakfast, Mingming started to work in the yard. Zheng Han saw him smashing bottles and quickly grabbed Zhou Haojun to stop him from passing by. He asked anxiously: "Xiaoming, what are you doing? Don't hurt your hands!"

"I want to change the wall. I saw someone put glass shards in the wall before, which can prevent thieves."

This is a common method, but people put glass shards in when the cement was not completely dry when they were building the wall. Now their wall is as hard as a rock, and it is impossible to put glass shards in when it is frozen.

"It's okay, I have a way. I plan to build the wall a little higher, and then I can put the glass in."

Yu Heng also agreed: "There is cement at the gravel yard, you and Qingrong can go to change it together."

The next day, the wall was finished. On the basis of the original two meters high, one meter was added, and it was full of glass and sharpened bamboo. I don't know if this wall has a deterrent effect. From that day on, there has been no thieves in the Zhou family.