Return to the red age

Liu Hai generously showed the certificate to the village chief. It was natural for others to see it. On the one hand, the village must keep track of the movements of people coming and going, and on the other hand, it must also confirm its authenticity.

"Comrade Liu Hai, I heard that you won an award at the sports conference?" The village chief looked at the certificate carefully, gave it to the village secretary, and then returned it to Liu Hai, and asked.

Liu Hai had already prepared, took out a newspaper and said: "Village Chief, here it is."

In the newspaper was a photo of Liu Haiyou winning the award for the third time. However, the printing technology at this time was not very good, but acquaintances could see it.

"Tsk tsk!"

"Tsk tsk!" The village chief looked at the photos in the newspaper and was also amazed.

I took the document to look at it again, and my eyes widened. "A cadre, our village also has a cadre, although he is from the city."

You must know that cadres at this level are more popular than your township cadres. Those township cadres don't have bicycles, they are militia company commanders, and they also carry guns... Looking at the brand-new guns, they are not the old ones in the township.

"Comrade Liu Hai, good job, good job." The village chief deliberately said that Liu Hai was wrong, so why didn't he report it to the village? But now that he is a cadre, and he is a village chief, his rank is lower than others, so what can I say, just say yes.

The clerk also spoke in agreement: "Director Liu, if you have anything to do in the future, just ask, it's all from the same village, so don't be polite."

"Thank you two leaders, I understand." Liu Hai just said it was careless.

"Old Liu, I want to criticize you for not understanding the dynamics of the people in the village in time. Although Comrade Liu Hai has entered the city, his roots are still in our village." The village chief criticized the captain again.

The captain nodded immediately: "Yes, it's my fault."

After chatting for a while, a few people left. The captain finally said: "Xiaohai, if you have anything to do in the future, just tell me..."

These people just deal with it. When I entered the city, I was forced to go there by the captain's calculation. Although I was the one who benefited, Liu Hai sneered at this approach. From now on, it will be hello, me, hello, everyone.

I tidied up the front yard, and then tidied up the vegetable patch in the back yard. Then I carried a gun and a slingshot. It would be perfect if there was a hunting dog.

After walking around for a while, other people looked at Liu Hai with admiration, and they all became affectionate when greeting her.

The slingshot is available, but the rifle is not, because the bullets are not cost-effective to shoot pheasants and turtle doves because the bullets are not enough.

Two male pheasants were harvested, as well as a few turtle doves.

I looked at the terrain again and knew where wild boars were. Wild boars usually live in the mountains, and there are only a few roads up and down the mountains.

At this time, there were also people hunting with muskets, most of whom were herding sheep or mules. However, these people generally did not hunt pheasants and turtle doves because they did not have enough money for gunpowder and medicine.

We have processed all the pheasants and turtle doves. If these killed ones are not processed, the internal organs will become smelly very quickly if they ferment.

A pheasant and several turtle doves were stewed, and the remaining cooked pheasant was hung on the wall.

Wang Hongmei didn't eat at night. When it got dark, Liu Hai looked at the chicken in the pot, her mouth was watering, and she was even more moved.

Sometimes Wang Hongmei even thinks to herself that it would have been nice if she had married Liu Hai before, but unfortunately she couldn't help it...

A break is better than a wedding. Wang Hongmei had another day off during the day. In addition, bangs will be leaving tomorrow. Wang Hongmei is a little attached to bangs.

"You should come back to see me often."

"I'll wait for you in the village."

"Well, you can plant some radishes and cabbages in the vegetable patch in the backyard."

"Yeah." At this time, every household is still allowed to plant some by themselves. Now there is still a private economy. It's no problem to go to the streets to sell some local products. In a few years, you can plant some on your own land. You have to dare to plant the rest. ,hey-hey!

Of course, there are also small spontaneous and hidden trading markets in rural areas. Exchange of things is basically done by local people with the ability, just like the pigeon market in the city, even in the strictest era.

In the morning, Liu Hai let go of Wang Hongmei, who was sleeping in his arms, and went out with his rifle.

Arriving outside the village, Liu Hai went straight up the mountain in the dark and had already visited several locations during the day.

When he came to a commanding height, Liu Hai took out his thermal imaging device and began to investigate from a high position.

Traces of the wild boar were soon discovered. At this time, the female wild boar would usually bring her young wild boar alone in a place. When the young wild boar grows up, it will return to the group.

Female wild boars are also at their most ferocious at this time. Female wild boars with cubs are even crazier than male wild boars.

Seeing that the gastrodia was getting bright, Liu Hai took action, because the sound of a rifle shot would be very far away. Is there something wrong with you hunting wild boars before dawn?

Biu! A wild boar was put down on the ground. There was thermal imaging, and Liu Hai was hidden where the wild boar couldn't see it.

One wild boar fell to the ground, and several other wild boars immediately ran out.

Biu!

But in the thermal imaging field of view, the wild boar's movement becomes a joke, and the bangs are done condescendingly.

Biu!

Three wild boars, one big and the other two slightly smaller.

"It would be nice if it was automatic." Looking at the other wild boars that ran away, Liu Hai secretly thought it was a pity, and then quickly bled the wild boar.

Condescendingly, I shot a few more rabbits. These rabbits thought they were crouching down and hiding well, but under the thermal imaging, they were nothing.

"Uncle Dalin." Last night Liu Hai asked Wang Hongmei to tell Liu Dalin that when he heard the gunshot, he came to help him.

"Yeah." Liu Dalin looked at Liu Hai, who was carrying a rifle. He was exactly the same person as before in the village.

When Liu Dalin saw Liu Hai's trophy, his eyes widened. There were three wild boars. The largest one weighed at least 180 kilograms, and the two smaller ones also weighed 123 kilograms.

Liu Dalin went back to pull the cart, and the captain also came, because Liu Hai wanted to get rid of the wild boar and leave one for the village.

Give the rabbit skin to Liu Dalin. It can be sold for money, and Liu Dalin is responsible for handling it.

The captain called a few people to help him boil water and remove their fur. Over at the team headquarters, Liu Dalin took the eight rabbits home and disposed of them.

After Liu Hai returned home, Wang Hongmei had already left. After Liu Hai washed up, he found a few sacks and pushed his bicycle to the team headquarters.

The smallest wild boar and a pair of pigs entered the water for the team.

"Uncle Dalin, help me look at the house. Thank you." At around eight o'clock, Liu Hai put the two prepared pigs in a sack and gave them to Liu Dalin, as well as rabbit skins, rabbit internal organs and so on.

"Catch." Liu Dalin looked at Liu Hai's brand new bicycle and nodded.

Liu Hai carried eight skinned hares on his back, and Liu Dalin's family had enough pigs to feed them. After all, they didn't last long in the summer.

"Eight hares, one for Xu Damao, one for Second Uncle, two for Teacher Zhu, one for Master Yang Hehua, one for Chief Hou, one for Chief of Security Section, and there is one left."

"Give the wild boar to the factory director and let the factory director make arrangements." Liu Hai was calculating while riding his bike. As the saying goes, a cannibal is soft-spoken. In the future, if he borrows a lathe from another workshop, the factory director will be easy to talk to.