My mother heard this and wanted to stop it, but Su Hang had already gotten into the house, took a flashlight, and walked out in a hurry.

"It's dark and dangerous in the mountains." My mother reminded me.

"Don't worry!" Su Hang only said two words.

At this time, the little sister ran out with a kitchen knife, "Brother, bring the knife with you."

Su Hang was so amused that he had just taken the kitchen knife over. Suddenly, a voice came from the mountain road. The three of them turned their heads and looked at it. The lights were shaking. In a vague way, two figures were descending from the mountain road. Su Hang had good eyesight and looked calmly, and he felt relieved. It was his father Su Youhua and third uncle Su Youqiang.

"Dad, Uncle Third." Su Hang called out.

The two of them didn't know what they were talking about, and they were very excited. After Su Hang called out, they came to their senses. My father nodded at Su Hang. Uncle San looked at Su Hang, but his face was full of smiles, "Boy Hang, I have been staying in the provincial capital for a few days and have grown a lot stronger."

Su Hang smiled silly. There are many brothers and sisters in his father's generation. It is said that his grandfather has five sons and three daughters, and only two sons and two daughters survived. The second uncle and fourth uncle died young. Su Hang had never seen him before. There was also a young uncle. When Su Hang was very young, he died unexpectedly. After his grandparents left, only his father and third uncle were left. In addition, Su Hang had two aunts, both married far away and would only come back once during festivals.

In Su Hang's impression, Uncle San is not as strict as his father, and his brain is also very active. He is not as rigid as his father. In recent years, he has been working on a chicken farm and is still quite profitable. Su Hang's family has also supported him a lot.

"Why are you back now? Didn't you go to play wild game? Where is wild game?" At this time, my mother asked.

The two of them were carrying hunting rifles on their shoulders, but their hands were empty, not even a bird's hair. If they didn't know, they thought they were just about to enter the mountain.

"Hey, don't mention it. I encountered a strange thing today. Why are you fighting wild game? Let's have a meal first and talk while eating." My father waved his hand, took off his bird gun, and took Uncle San into the house.

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At the dinner table, my family was cooking tofu, and my third uncle called my third aunt. Su Hang also had a cousin, Su Jun, who was two years younger than him. He was admitted to a second-tier school in Yuzhou the year before. Now he is in his sophomore year and is one year older than Su Hang. Because the road is long, he rarely comes back a few times a year.

"Dad, what strange things did you encounter when you enter the mountain?" Su Hang and his father and uncle had a glass of beer, but Su Xi asked in confusion.

After hearing this, my father put down his wine glass and gently slapped the chopsticks on the table, "If you want to talk about this today, it's really evil. You will definitely not believe it if you say it."

"I see, even if you say it, we may not believe it." At this time, my mother gave my father a blank look and ran for no face.

My father was sweating and was so full of money that he had nothing to say. He turned his face and shook his eyes on Uncle San and signaled him to continue on.

Uncle San cleared his throat and said to Su Hang and his sister, "That's the case. Today, your dad and I went into the mountains to make wild game. There was no gain in the outside world. We saw that it was still early, so we walked into the deep mountains. In the Heixionggou, we encountered a few bamboo chickens. I couldn't help it, so I fired two of them, and fell into the grass. But we just chased after them, but we didn't even pick up a single hair."

"Uncle San, I think your shot was empty, right?" Su Hang couldn't help laughing, expressing his third uncle's shooting skills very much.

"You guy knows nothing!" Uncle San gave Su Hang a blank look, "You third uncle, my marksmanship is only ten meters, even if it is fifteen meters away, I can still hit you one by one!"

"Haha!" Su Hang was speechless, fifteen meters, so far!

"Besides, Uncle San, my bird gun is a large shot. Can I miss it at just a distance?" Uncle San shook his head, "Your father was still watching at that time, and he was hit by two, but when we went into the grass, we saw two pools of blood, and there was not a single hair on the rest. We didn't care much at that time, and continued to search for the mountains and fired a few more shots one after another. But do you think it's strange?"

"Will it be lost again?" Seeing the mysterious appearance of Uncle Third, Aunt Hu Xiulian asked.

I have to say that Uncle San is a storyteller. This suspense is really good, but even Aunt San is not fooled.

As soon as Aunt San spoke, Uncle San immediately used his hand as a gavel and gently patted the table, "You beat me right. There were at least five or six wild game played by the boss in the mountains, but I didn't catch any of them. Sometimes I saw one of them killed, but when I chased him, there was nothing, as if it disappeared out of thin air. It was so weird."

"If you haven't hit it, you haven't hit it. What story is it?" The younger sister was very interested in hearing it, but her mother and the third aunt didn't believe it. They just thought that these two men were looking for reasons for not hitting the game. Maybe they were like Zhu Bajie exploring the way, and went into the mountain to find a place to sleep and then came back.

"Sister-in-law, I didn't make up stories. My brother said that maybe some wild beast was following us to pick up bargains, but we were not afraid. It was almost dark at that time and the mountains were unsafe. We didn't continue to walk in, so we just came back like that." Uncle San said.

"I think you're just scared." Aunt San gave Uncle San a blank look in anger.

Uncle San didn't know if he was hit by Aunt San's words or had drunk too much wine. Anyway, he blushed, "How could I be? I often walk in the mountains. Besides, I have a gun on my body. Even if a tiger comes, I'm not afraid, right, Su Hang?"

"Yes, yes." Su Hang nodded repeatedly, "Uncle San, what are you doing is real?"

"You have to have half a fake word to let your third uncle give birth to a son without an asshole!" said Uncle San.

"What nonsense?" As soon as the words fell, Aunt San stretched out her sharp claw and grabbed the soft flesh on Uncle San's waist. "You are so stupid, do you want to have a look?"

Uncle San grinned and begged for mercy, but his parents laughed happily. After a while, his father smiled, "Don't believe it. At that time, I saw a light flashing over, and it was almost anxious. It was a little dark at that time, and I didn't see clearly. Look, if it weren't for my eyes, it would be a beast. If it weren't for the beast, it would have hit a ghost."

"Bao, what the hell is hit?" My mother spat. In the countryside, she still has a little taboo about this thing.
Chapter completed!