There were so many people, but only one wolf and a few wolf heads, which was not enough to share. Village Chief Zhao looked unhappy when he heard the noisy voice. Finally, Village Chief Zhao got angry and shouted that they would not share the meat according to the households, and then the crowd dispersed.
Even so, there were still dozens of people queuing up, but there were fewer people than before, and Village Chief Zhao looked much better. There was only one piece of meat for each of the more than 50 people, but everyone was very happy despite this, because they had not seen meat for a long time.
The wolf heads were also distributed by Village Chief Zhao to the people who fought against the wolves, and Village Chief Zhao kept the extra one for himself. There was still a lot of meat on the wolf head.
Not to mention Village Chief Zhao, the people in Lijia Village were also happy to get their own meat and return to their resting place.
Unlike Village Chief Zhao's thin piece, each household in Lijia Village could get more piece of meat. The joy brought by the meat made them temporarily forget the shock they had received before, and they happily picked up and pickled it.
Old Man Li's family also got more meat because of his sons' meritorious service in killing wolves. They took a wolf leg and a piece of meat. At this moment, Aunt Li was also pickling the meat.
Gulan had also finished cleaning the wolf skin for the second time and spread it on the ground to dry. The wolf meat was symbolically sprinkled with a little salt and then put together with the rabbit meat. After doing all this, looking at the sleepy little bun, Gulan held her son in her arms, took out a quilt to wrap the mother and son, and sat against the tree. Dahei was still lying beside them obediently.
Village Chief Li was a careful person. Gulan also believed that Village Chief Li should arrange the next things. She closed her eyes with peace of mind.
In fact, Village Chief Li did so. He arranged more people to keep watch, especially paying attention to the direction of the mountain. The blood stains on the ground were all covered up, and he also told the villagers to be alert when they slept, and it was best not to open things again. They should endure it and talk about it after tonight. Perhaps God saw that they had been frightened too much that day, and the rest of the time was safe until the morning. When the sky was pale and a ray of sunlight shone down, the disaster victims who had just rested late opened their eyes.
Gulan also woke up from her dream. As soon as she woke up, she felt sore all over. She carefully wrapped her son in a quilt and leaned against a tree. She stood up and stretched out her body. The consequence of improper sleeping posture is sore all over. Gulan stretched her limbs and tried to stretch her muscles and bones as much as possible, otherwise she would feel uncomfortable on the road.
After a series of movements, she felt much more comfortable. After the prelude, she started to practice martial arts. After a set of military boxing, she began to sweat slightly. Then she learned another kind of boxing from a military teacher before. It was a very powerful boxing with strong explosive power, which was very suitable for her previous job that faced danger.
In fact, she knew a lot, but they were all very diverse. Sanda was also one of her strengths. It was different from the performance-oriented Sanda, which was more fierce and ruthless.
Gulan did not avoid people when practicing martial arts, mainly because she didn't want to be too far away from her son. She had completely given up the idea of going up the mountain before going to bed last night. After the midnight incident, she no longer needed it.
Gulan's vigorous boxing, strange and changeable moves, and erratic figure attracted the attention of many people, especially young people. Anyway, the boys from Li Laohan's family were all around Gulan, including Li Da, imitating Gulan's punching movements and following his example.
In a short while, many young and middle-aged people from Lijia Village gathered here, all wanting to learn a few moves.
Gulan did not stop him, but ended the complicated moves and started to practice military boxing again. If you master this set of boxing, it will be no problem to deal with several people. It is relatively easier to learn and simpler, but if you want to really understand it, you also need to endure hardships. How much you can learn depends on yourself.
Gulan's movements were very slow, and she tried to make every move perfect, and she practiced it several times in a row until the little bun woke up.
Although Gulan finished, the young and middle-aged people who followed her did not disperse. If it weren't for the family calling, they would probably practice it again.
She glanced at them from the corner of her eye. The teenagers were the fastest learners. They had good memory and had memorized the basic sequence of moves. As long as they practiced hard and had a solid foundation, it would be easy for them to clean up. After a quick glance, she focused on her son. She took her son to a secluded place to meet their physiological needs, and then prepared breakfast.
According to what she had thought of yesterday, she cut up half a rabbit to make soup, and then ate it with vegetable cakes. It was already very rich. This was done in a broken pottery pot. Although the pottery pot was broken, it was big enough for the mother and son to eat it open.
In order to make the soup more delicious, ginger to remove the fishy smell is indispensable, and some wild onions dug last night are also added. Of course, salt is indispensable. When the fire is ready, sprinkle some pepper and sesame oil, and it will be almost done.bGulan was not in a hurry to slowly boil the soup. Because of what happened last night, most people did not rest well and woke up late, so today's departure was destined to be delayed.
Soon, the rich smell of broth spread, attracting many people to swallow their saliva. They almost couldn't help but cook the wolf meat that was just distributed at night.
But it was just a thought. How could life be like this? Moreover, a lot of wild vegetables were dug up yesterday evening, and they were not easy to keep. Let's deal with them first, just smell the smell.
This fragrance attracted Li Laohan's family. The adults could still bear it, but the children were a little bit unbearable, especially the youngest Goudan, who broke free from his mother's hand and ran to Gulan with his short legs.
Goudan's mother hurriedly followed and smiled at Gulan embarrassedly. She wanted to take the little guy away, but was stopped by Gulan. The main reason was that the child didn't want to. A child couldn't eat much. The adults just had to be polite.
Gulan stopped her, "Just let him stay here, just to accompany AnAn for a while."
Seeing that Gulan was not really being polite, Goudan's mother did not insist, otherwise it would be embarrassing for Gulan if she took her son back. Goudan's mother had to go back to her own resting place.
"It's okay. Gu is not a stingy person. We will take care of AnAn more in the future." Seeing her daughter-in-law's embarrassment, Aunt Li comforted her. She also felt sorry for this little grandson. He fled with the whole family at a young age and suffered a lot on the way.
After hearing what her mother-in-law said, Goudan's mother thought about it and nodded hurriedly. In fact, from the bottom of her heart, as long as the child can eat well, the mother will definitely be willing. Then she looked at Gulan not far away with gratitude.
Here, AnAn held Goudan's hand and sat obediently beside the fire. The two young children were all focused on the pottery pot.
It would take some time to cook the broth. During this free time, Gulan took out a specially selected wooden stick, folded it into several pieces according to the proportion, and then began to carve it with a dagger. Chopsticks were available, but spoons were not yet available. They didn't have bowls, so it was inconvenient to drink soup or porridge. What she had to do now was to dig out a few spoons. The dagger in her hand was very sharp. The skin of the wooden stick in her hand was peeled clean and smooth after a while of rotation. Then she began to dig out the spoon head.
She was very fast. With her hands constantly moving, an oval spoon head was quickly formed, followed by the handle. The handle was simpler and only needed to be thinned