A big wild boar?
What's so difficult about that? If you want to hunt, just hunt!
The young bird stood on the treetop in the glow of dawn, secretly overhearing the conversation between the couple. Its dark eyes rolled, and it chirped a few times before flapping its tender little wings and flying deep into the mountain.
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Su Hu, fully armed and full of spirit, went hunting in the mountain. Before he went deep into the valley, he heard the birds' frightened chirps at the foot of the mountain not far from the village.
The birds perched on the branches fluttered their wings and flew high, while noisy sounds came from the grass on the ground.
"Gululu."
A pheasant screamed and burst out of the grass in a panic, rushing straight towards him.
Su Hu didn't have time to draw his knife, so relying on his strength, he grabbed the pheasant's wing and held on tight.
The pheasant struggled desperately, its sharp claws scrawling on his hand and breaking the skin, causing blood to seep out.
Su Hu didn't care about the pain, as he found the opportunity to pull out his hunting knife and slashed at its neck.
The pheasant let out a wretched scream, its wings convulsed a few times, and gradually stopped breathing.
"Phew..."
Su Hu had just breathed a sigh of relief and had not yet had the chance to put the pheasant into his backpack when he heard a screeching howl from nearby. The birds flapped their wings in panic, circling above the woods.
"Bang bang bang."
The ground shook violently, as if a gigantic beast was rapidly sprinting towards them, causing one's heart to tremble.
"Oh no, a wild beast!"
Su Hu was startled and threw the pheasant on the ground absentmindedly. He ran towards the nearest towering tree, using his hands and feet to climb onto a branch.
"Oink!"
A wild boar, as big as an adult and as strong as a water buffalo, with bloodshot eyes, ran madly through the woods as if driven by someone.
It rushed out of the grass without paying attention to its route, and by coincidence, ran headfirst into the tree Su Hu was climbing. Its sharp tusks pierced the tree trunk, its head almost crushed, its neck bones shattered, and it died on the spot.
"Crack."
The tree trunk, under the violent impact, cracked from bottom to top, and the massive tree crown began to wobble.
"Oh my goodness! That's terrifying!"
Su Hu, not having time to calm his frightened heart, slid down the trunk in a panic, still feeling weak in his legs.
The nonsense he made up early in the morning had actually come true.
His luck was just too good!
He covered his chest, trying to suppress his rapid breathing, staring at the wild boar, his mind numb, still unable to believe his extraordinary luck, his tender heart pounding non-stop.
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Su Hu caught a big wild boar and invited everyone in the village, young and old, to drink and eat. Woniu Village was boiling with excitement.
As the sun set, the aroma of meat drifted from Su Hu's kitchen. The children of the village sniffed the fragrance and ran out of their homes, gathering outside the courtyard, peering in curiously.
Several village wives familiar with Li Xiu'e busily helped her clean the pig's head, tail, guts, and broken bones, while another pot was set up to cook the soup and stewed meat.
In the open space outside the courtyard, six borrowed square tables were lined up, each filled with the men of the village who came to the feast.
When the Braised Wild Boar was ready, Li Xiu'e carefully picked out the tender lean meat, filled a bowl, and handed it to each child so they could take it home.
She then divided the remaining large bones into six portions, put them directly into basins, and served them to the men with chopsticks, letting them eat and drink as they pleased.
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"Su Hu, you're quite capable! You haven't gone hunting in three years, yet once you go back to it, you catch a wild boar!"
After three rounds of drinks, the Old Village Chief, with his head full of alcohol, patted Su Hu on the shoulder and gave him a thumbs up.