“Bang——”

Another gunshot.

In a panic, Yang San'er shot the wild boar that was about to go crazy again!

The shot was fierce: the bullet drilled directly into the boar's head from the boar's ears.

"Ao..."

The big wild boar let out a shrill howl, and no longer has the momentum. With a "arch" sound, he rushed straight towards Yang Saner!

"Mom!"

Yang San also exclaimed, and pulled the trigger again with a "bang". He didn't care about the bullet and just knocked a iron hoe from Wang's family into two pieces.

Holding a rifle backward, Yang San fled in panic.

"Ao—"

"——"

The big wild boar rushed over, its momentum was like a mountain collapse, and its speed was as fast as lightning!

But it falls faster!

I saw the big wild boar tripping on the high stone threshold at Luo Tiezhu's house.

Suddenly, a "spring of onions" was rolling in a gurgling manner, smashing straight towards Yang Saner, who was running away at the speed outside the door!

"Ouch--"

Yang San let out a scream, and he didn't care about the straw sandals on his feet. One of them was scraped off by the rolling wild boar.

A staggering under his feet, Yang San himself "gurgled" and fell to the small cliff beside Luo Tiezhu's yard.

Fortunately, the land in the land was quite soft under the yard.

It is just because of this period that the members did not raise large livestock at home.

Wang's shabu-shabu water after cooking and the water for washing wild vegetables on weekdays poured into the geographical area below the yard.

This makes the soil in the area below the yard relatively moist.

Yang San smashed into the ground heavily, only sprained his ankle, but no injuries were caused in the rest.

"Boom--"

The earth trembled and dust rolled.

Yang San was full of horror and looked up at the edge of the yard above, fearing that the big wild boar that followed him would also follow him to go downhill!

You know, that was an adult wild boar with a total of over 300 pounds!

If it followed Yang San's back and fell down the slope and fell from that 2 meters high,

How could Yang Saner, who was trapped in the field, resist his "fat pig pressing the top"?

Fortunately, okay!

The wild boar only rolled for a few rounds, but because it was too heavy and had too many feet, after a few rounds of "gululu", the big wild boar stabilized its body.

He struggled and stood up swaying in the yard.

Then he limped and fled into the woods beside him, swayingly

The reason why this big wild boar limped when he walked was because it had just begun to jump into the royal main hall.

The big wild boar's legs were already lame.

And the two legs are limping, and they are both on the same side.

This makes it extremely difficult for a wild boar to limp and it is even more impossible for a big wild boar to escape far.

In addition, among the three shots Yang Sanna fired, two of them hit the head of the wild boar.

Although these two wounds are not enough to kill the big wild boar on the spot, it is likely that its brain tissue has been damaged.

therefore,

Only when this big wild boar runs, he falls down and staggers, unable to control his body balance.

In the sky, dark clouds are covered with muffled thunder.

Above the earth, there were fires full of smoke. Countless members were busy cleaning up locusts within 10 meters of the brightness of the fire.

And countless old, weak, women and children were busy around the fire.

They need to dry the locusts in time and put them in sacks so that they can get them to the brigade headquarters the next day for money.

Because some diesel is mixed in these fires, the thick smoke coming out of the fire is extremely smoky, making it difficult to open your eyes.

But in the eyes of the members who are afraid of poverty and hungry, what is this little bit of suffering?

The temperature around the fire is terrifying. Can it be more terrifying than those of its own relatives who have "No. 1 disease" because of eating soil?

The thick smoke is smoky.

But compared to the extreme fear of hunger engraved in the bones of a big guy, what is this thick smoke?

Can't kill anyone!

Collecting a few more kilograms of locusts can bring you a kilo of white rice and more than a kilo of yellow corn.

so,

On the entire territory of the Red Star Commune, the members of each production brigade can really fully demonstrate their spirit of struggle without fear of hardship and fatigue.

The big guy was trying his best to collect more locusts.

"Bang--"

When Yang San's first gunshot reached the hillside.

Uncle Zhang, the production team leader who was also busy and sweating profusely, was stunned: "Is this gunshot? Where are you shooting?"

While bent down to clean up the locusts, Zhang Daxi turned his head and listened, "No, right? Could it be that you heard it wrong, or the sound of thunder in the sky?"

Uncle Zhang listened carefully, but did not hear any subsequent movements.

He was also a little suspicious, did he hear it wrong?

Shaking his head, Uncle Zhang continued to wave his broom hard and tried hard to eliminate the locusts.

It took a while.

Another "bang" sound!

"Where is shooting?"

Uncle Zhang stopped waving the broom in his hand and looked around, "The militia generally has no right to shoot."

But this is not done by the militia, who is shooting? Are the guys from the hunting team back?"

While working in the fire, Aunt Zhang replied without raising her head, "Do your work! The militia people are also trying hard to catch locusts.

If you have money, hurry up and pick it up. Who is still full and okay? Go and shoot?

Working, it must be thundering in the sky.”

Uncle Zhang shook his head: "Now the sky is hit by the dustpan thunder. The sound is dull, dull.

It's like the sound of you punching your chest with your fists. And the sound just now was a bit like Ye Erniang slapping Mr. Zhou, which was a crisp sound. It sounded like it wouldn't be thunder."

Speaking,

Uncle Zhang turned his head and asked his son, "Erwa, have you heard anything just now?"

The two sons were busy using a big broom to beat the locusts flying around the fire.

Hearing his father ask,

The two brothers shook their heads, "I only heard the 'gurgling' sound of my hungry."

"Are you still hungry?"

Aunt Zhang straightened her waist and scolded her two sons, "You can still eat two big bowls of corn bumps every day!

I thought that you were growing up, so I specially put less wild vegetables in the two bowls of corn bumps I gave you.

Look at the other children in the production team, what do they eat every day?”

Aunt Zhang's dick pouted, "I've eaten corn and wild vegetables for two months. I feel that my skin has turned yellow now."

The boss also pouted: "Wild vegetables every day, wild vegetables every meal! When I look at my eyes, I'm afraid they'll turn green."

"Come on, you are not satisfied. If Luo Xuan hadn't helped our family, I'm afraid you would have to be the same as others' homes, and there would be only one handful of wild vegetables every meal. Do you still want to eat corn bumps? Go dreaming! "

Uncle Zhang sternly scolded his two sons and said, "In the Hongguang production team, some of the members in the relatively difficult family members have started to make dirt."

"But Big Rabbit, the little rabbit's family, eats better than us!"

Uncle Zhang's second son said: "Once the little rabbit secretly told me that sometimes their family would cook white rice porridge once in the middle of the night! The kind that is not mixed with wild vegetables! It's so delicious."

The boss snorted: "Brother, please say less. Big Rabbit, little rabbit, his father, is the custodian, can we compare?"
To be continued...