Spring scenery in the fields

Chapter 124: Fighting Wolves 2

"Woo~~"

The leader wolf raised its head and let out a roar that was filled with sadness and determination.

Zhu Danian shook his head helplessly: "It seems there is no room for negotiation."

Everything is animistic.

Whenever he encounters spiritual animals, he will let them go.

But the wolf in front of them obviously had no intention of letting the villagers go. If they were not eliminated, the villagers would not be able to return to the village to live.

Zhu Danian's eyes suddenly became sinister, and he made a gesture with his hands behind his back. Shen Rongshan received it and immediately shot the arrow at the wolf leader.

The sound of the arrow breaking through the air immediately alerted the leader wolf.

It just jumped lightly to the side and the arrow hit the other wolf's eye.

A wailing sound was heard, and the little wolf lay on the ground howling a few times, and soon he was dead.

Then, another arrow was shot at them.

The leader wolf howled and pounced towards Zhu Danian.

At this time, Shen Rongshan lit a torch and stood in front of him, holding a dagger in his right hand.

The people around lit torches, forming a circle, holding machetes in their hands, looking at the wolves with tension and resentment.

Zhu Danian stepped back behind them and said, "Come on together, don't let them run away again."

After that, the people in a circle slowly moved forward, waiting for the wolves to attack first.

The leader wolf realized that something was wrong, but it was too late. Humans were going to fight them to the death.

Looking at the man in front of him, he exuded a terrifying aura.

With a loud wolf howl, the wolves pounced on the crowd and started a desperate fight.

The leader wolf had no way to retreat. He had to either kill the person in front of him or be killed by him.

Zhu Danian looked at the melee in front of him. The howling of wolves and people mixed together, sounding extremely strange in the dark mountains.

When the battle was over, everyone fell to the ground exhausted.

Shen Rongshan pulled out the dagger from the neck of the wolf leader and said to one of them, "Go down and inform your villagers."

He nodded: "Okay." Then he hurried down the mountain.

"Rongshan, are you injured?"

"I'm fine, Master. My clothes got a few rips, but I'm not hurt."

Zhu Danian was worried that he was injured and would have trouble explaining himself when he returned, so he borrowed a cotton jacket and trousers from the villagers for him to wear.

The others were scratched to varying degrees, but there was a doctor at the foot of the mountain, so nothing serious would happen.

"Master, we will go back early tomorrow morning and rest here tonight."

They haven't slept a wink since they came here.

"Okay, let's go down the mountain."

Shen Rongshan carried the dead wolf on his back. He had killed it, so it naturally belonged to him.

Shenjia Village.

The sky was still gloomy that day, with some signs of clearing up.

Shen Yuanshan looked up and said, "Sister-in-law, it shouldn't rain today. Wenshan and I will go."

Ji Wenhe came out of the house: "I thought you guys shouldn't go today. We can't tell if it will rain or not."

"If it rains, we'll come back earlier."

They wanted to sell the remaining 100 pounds as soon as possible so that their eldest brother could go to town to buy more goods.

"Then be careful when you walk, the road is slippery."

Shen Wenshan followed him: "I understand, sister-in-law, we are leaving."

The two men, one carrying a basket and the other carrying a basket on his back, agreed to go together.

Ji Wenhe locked the door, carried the chopped wild vegetables, and went to the wasteland to feed the cats.

Wu Caifeng came over from a distance and said with a smile: "Wen He, my Ruoyan's wedding date has been set. It's the 12th, the fifth day of the first lunar month."

"Six more days."

"Yes, I have packed up everything at home, and I just need to ask someone to borrow a table from the next village."

"Aunt Wu." Ji Wenhe came out and closed the door. "How many tables should you prepare for the feast?"

"Not many, three tables."

Only three tables?

"We have few relatives, and with the people in the village, we may not be able to do it all."

"I cook eight dishes for a table, but I don't have much money, so I can't afford to cook a few more dishes."

"By the way, Wen He, I came here to tell you that I will buy meat and noodles from your house and ask Rongshan to bring some goods back."

"Okay." Ji Wenhe asked, "Aunt Wu, how many pounds of pork do you want?"

"One pound of lean meat and half a pound of pork belly. That's all I need. I'll pay you when I get back."

"Okay, I'll remember that."

"Then you are busy. Auntie will go back first."

"Take care, Aunt Wu."

She waved with her back turned, her steps brisk.

Lan Qiuhua saw them talking in the yard and came over curiously to ask, "I told you about the date."

"Well, buy a pound of lean meat and half a pound of pork belly from my house, Aunt Lan, is that too little?"

Ji Wenhe asked again.

"Eight dishes, how many meat and how many vegetables? How do I decide the dishes? Do I decide it myself?"

"That's a lot. There are three meat dishes on the table, and the rest are all vegetarian."

"When you cook, add more water. She asked me to help cut the vegetables. Cut the meat thinly so that four meat dishes can be made."

"In our village, if we don't hire a cook and ask villagers to help, the number of meat dishes is determined by the host family."

Ji Wenhe nodded in understanding.

Lan Qiuhua continued, "I'm going to help them find wild vegetables in a couple of days. We don't plan to go to town to buy vegetables, we'll just use wild vegetables."

This is how the banquet is held when the family has no money. If one wants to save face, they will go to the town and buy a few dishes.

Given their family's situation, Shen Qingyou would not pay the money.

"Come on, go to my house."

As the two of them walked to the door, they faintly heard the sound of a man cursing.

"Damn you, you evil-hearted woman... just shut up... go back..."

Ji Wenhe frowned: "Aunt Lan, who is it?"

Lan Qiuhua pointed to a house and said, "Your Aunt Li, Li Chunhong's house. In our village, only Shen Xiaoxian, that heartless guy, would beat his wife and daughter."

Lamented.

"Chunhong gave birth to three daughters in a row. When she gave birth to the youngest daughter, she caught a cold, and the doctor said she could not have any more children."

"Since then, Shen Xiaoxian treated her even worse, saying that Li Chunhong had made their family extinct, and he would beat and scold his three daughters."

"Fuck..." The dirty words on the tip of his tongue took a detour. Ji Wenhe despised this kind of man the most, "Aunt Wu, can't they just get divorced?"

When will this end?

People here don’t know that it is men who decide whether a child is a boy or a girl. They only blame their wives for not giving birth to a son, thinking that their wives are incompetent and cannot give birth to a son.

"Divorce?" Lan Qiuhua shook his head. "It's not that simple. In our farm family, the only way is to divorce your wife."

"The divorce you mentioned is in town, and your daughter's family is powerful and will help her."

"If Li Chunhong divorces Shen Xiaoxian, she will be scolded to death by the villagers, and the head of the village will not agree. He will only let Shen Xiaoxian divorce Li Chunhong."

Ji Wenhe frowned: "Whether the couple can live together or not, do we have to wait for the approval of the head of the village?"

what is this?

I can't make the decision to get married, and I still can't make the decision to get divorced.

"Not really." Lan Qiuhua brought out two small stools from the house, and the two of them sat at the door.