0p0 Chapter 628 Is this right, child? (23)
Chapter 628 Is this right, child? (23)
You can't just keep picking on one sheep, so Xiong Bufan often ate at the brigade's communal kitchen at night, which meant eating for free.
Xiong Bufan never brought prey or food. He would snatch any cooked food he saw, and if he couldn't find any, he would beat up the person in charge.
Now everyone dares to eat from the communal pot, afraid that the food will be stolen. So each family can only get a little bit of grain and go back to make their own fire, thus escaping Xiong Bufan's attempt to steal their grain.
Xiong Bufan was very dissatisfied with this arrangement, so every evening he would go to whichever house had the best food, eat there, and then come out again.
When they arrived at Zhao Daniu's house, they ate a second meal there, where they had the game they had hunted during the day.
When the aroma filled the village, the villagers were starving, and Xiong Bufan always incurred a great deal of hatred from Zhao Daniu's family.
When he got home tonight, Xiong Bufan was in a good mood, so he didn't go around robbing people. He just sniffed around and randomly threw the untreated dirt mines into other people's houses.
With a loud crash, the house collapsed, and the villagers returned home with nowhere to go.
All Kongkong could say was that they deserved Xiong Bufan's revenge, since they had bullied the original owner and the fool so much back then.
The fool: "Xiong Bufan, why did you blow up their house?"
"None of your business, you can't learn this."
"profound."
Zhao Daniu and Hao Xinghua returned from a day's work and were a little disappointed not to see Xiong Bufan bring back any prey, but they didn't show it. They simply put the meat from the previous days into the pot and cooked it together.
Xiong Bufan sat in a rocking chair in the courtyard, watching the stars slowly adorn the night sky and the moon hang in the branches.
Time flies, and it's already early autumn. Xiong Bufan is starting to prepare for stockpiling grain.
If she relied on the fool, Zhao Daniu and his wife, and the village's good-for-nothings, she would starve to death sooner or later.
Zhao Daniu kept staring at the meat in the pot, counting it over and over again. Afraid that Xiong Bufan would notice that there was less, he even used a knife to cut a large piece into two smaller pieces.
Yesterday, Zhao Daniu bribed the village secretary with a piece of meat to curry favor, and now he's terrified that Xiong Bufan will find out.
However, Xiong Bufan never counts the meat he eats; he always identifies it by smell.
The poor village party secretary's family lost their only house because of Zhao Daniu's connections.
There have been too many tragedies in the village. The village chief went to the old sorceress, hoping she could change the village's fortune and restore its former peace and tranquility.
Upon hearing about Xiong Bufan's situation, the sorceress covered her head and ran away, ignoring everything the village chief and the others said.
A demigod of Xiong Bufan's caliber is not someone an ordinary sorceress could handle, especially since Xiong Bufan is also a Taoist priest who possesses the precious Book of Fate from the underworld.
The village chief cursed the sorceress under his breath for being useless, spat, and left the cowshed where the sorceress was with the village secretary.
For Banchazi Village, Xiong Bufan was a disaster, a man-made calamity, so he was determined to drive Xiong Bufan out no matter what method he used.
At night, the village chief, carrying a package, knocked on Zhao Daniu's door.
Hao Xinghua was sleeping next to the stove. She simply put on some clothes, opened the door, saw the village chief, whispered a few words, took the things, closed the door again, and went back to sleep, as if the incident had never happened.
The village chief said that as long as she put things in Xiong Bufan's food, she would give them more land and grain.
The people of Banchazi Village promised that they would protect Zhao Daniu's family and would remember Hao Xinghua's kindness for the rest of their lives.
But in the end, it was still a human life, not to mention that Xiong Bufan had saved Gou Dan.
The snoring in Xiong Bufan's room was very loud. Hao Xinghua, by the moonlight, saw what was in the bag, and then poured it into the stove without hesitation, mixing it with the ashes, intending to burn it clean when cooking the next morning.
Even if life is tough, she would never do anything heartless.
Moreover, murder will be punished; Heaven is watching what people do.
After having breakfast, Xiong Bufan took Gou Dan up the mountain to continue digging for landmines. As long as they were dug up, there would be a sucker to buy them, and they could also use the landmines to make shields to sell to others.
This is a good way to make a living; as long as there are landmines, Xiong Bufan will not starve.
As he passed the village chief's house, Xiong Bufan gave it a cold look but did not stop.
When the autumn harvest came, Zhao Daniu and Hao Xinghua tried their best to perform. When others were slacking off, they would inform on them; when others were resting, they would try to curry favor with the village officials, all in order to get a larger share of the grain.
There's a gluttonous little madman in the family, and a mentally challenged person who can't work. If we don't try harder, they'll starve to death sooner or later.
People with physical disabilities may envy those with intact bodies, and some even go so far as to wish that they too become physically disabled.
When Zhao Daniu and Hao Xinghua tried to curry favor with them in the past, they were dismissive and even hostile.
Today, Hao Xinghua began to distance herself from the village chief, afraid that he would ask about what happened this morning. As a result, Wang Xue came up to her directly, and Zhao Daniu was also called away.
Wang Xue asked mysteriously, "How did things go? Has that little madman eaten yet?"
Hao Xinghua dared not speak, and poured the poison into the stove. She could only mumble, "I saw her eat it, and after she ate it, she took Gou Dan and ran out."
Upon hearing this, Wang Xue smiled, patted Hao Xinghua on the shoulder, and said, "Everyone will remember you. You saved Banchazi Village."
Hao Xinghua laughed along from the side, not daring to let them know the truth.
Seeing the village chief's polite demeanor, Zhao Daniu assumed his earlier attempts to curry favor had worked, and with a smile on his face, he pressed on, "Village chief, what about next year, our family's land?"
Village chief: "There's no rush. What's meant to be yours will eventually be yours."
"Thank you, village chief."
Giving them land is out of the question, but the most important thing right now is to keep them calm and give the medicine to the little madman.
When Zhao Daniu returned from the village chief's residence, he had a big smile on his face. They had finally made it through.
When he got back to work, Zhao Daniu was full of energy, just like the donkeys in the production team that never stopped.
Hao Xinghua, however, was distracted and began to wonder whether what she had done was right or wrong.
Zhao Daniu's eyes were fixed on the ground, and he didn't notice Hao Xinghua's unusual behavior.
Xiong Bufan was leading the fool all over the mountains and fields, hunting any prey they saw, and digging up landmines and bombs to make shields and earn money.
By noon, Xiong Bufan had dug up a bulging bag of bombs and also hunted a wild boar weighing over 300 pounds.
The fool kept circling around the wild boar, repeatedly hitting it with a small wooden stick, as if afraid the wild boar would come back to life.
Xiong Bufan, worried that the fool would be bored, even hunted a rabbit for him to carry.
The fool held up the dead rabbit and spun around, saying, "Now I can hunt too."
After Xiong Bufan finished packing, he took the fool down the mountain. It was noon, time for lunch.