It starts with the production team driving the big truck

Chapter 6: You should learn this marksmanship from your master’s wife! (Please collect the monthly pass)

The bay-red horse pulled the empty carriage, and the horse's hooves clattered on the icy road, making a crisp and sweet sound.

Sun Jianping yawned, lay down on the cart, and let the bay-red horse run freely, following the convoy.

Above the sky, the leaden gray clouds were torn into ribbons by the cold Siberian wind, revealing the background of blue tiles. The wind after the snow was mixed with snow particles, hitting the cotton coat, making a popping sound.

In the distance, even the stretching mountains are covered with a layer of white. After the first snowfall, the land in the Northeast is frozen for thousands of miles, and it is completely white, without any variegated colors.

The wheels made a crunching sound on the icy gravel road. The maroon horse, eager to return home, waggled its tail and followed behind the convoy, its steps as light as the wind.

A group of pheasants flew out of the woods in the distance and landed on the snow-covered land with a cooing sound. Zhang Ziyi smiled, asked Sun Jianping to beat him one by one, stuffed gunpowder and iron sand into it, and with a bang, the pheasants flew away with a startled scream, leaving behind Chicken feathers all over the ground.

"Lao Zhang, you must have learned this shooting technique from your wife!"

"You know Liupai, Lao Zhang is self-taught!"

There was a lot of laughter.

Zhang Ziyi was not annoyed either. He blew at the green smoke coming out of the single and returned the piece of iron to him, "Jianping, don't go to work tomorrow. I'm taking you into the mountains to hunt!"

"Okay!" He has been in Daxinganling for so long, but he has never gone hunting in the mountains.

"Listen to uncle, don't go!" Captain Cao took out the receipt for the public grain payment and checked it word by word, "His poor marksmanship, don't bear the blind man, he collapsed without a shot, you We still have to dig a hole to bury him.”

Sun Jianping sat up and said, "I have seen Uncle Zhang's shooting skills before. He can knock off burning cigarette butts at night, he is very accurate."

"Don't be deceived by him. You can believe that a blind cat kills a mouse."

"Lao Cao, what do you mean? I'm a blind cat, so who are you?" Zhang Ziyi shouted while pulling his neck.

"I am your uncle!"

Captain Cao chuckled and looked ahead. In the vast wilderness, there was faint smoke rising from cooking.

"We're finally home, what a hassle!"

At the corner of the intersection ahead, a row of adobe houses appeared vaguely.

Ermajia Village has arrived.

The village is not big. It is a small mountain village formed by farmers who have fled from various places. There are only about forty households in total, all of which are made of brick houses. In front of each household, there are small dishes circled with wood from the mountains. Gardens are lined up along the village paths.

The wheels crunched across the wooden plank bridge over the Gulu River at the entrance of the village, and after twists and turns, they entered a large courtyard.

Sun Jianping shook the horse's reins and said, "Hey!"

The bay-red horse stopped at the sound and shook the snow off its hooves. Everyone unloaded the carriage one by one and shouted at the small adobe house next to the stable, "Old man, the soldiers I borrowed from you are returned to you!"

The wooden door opened with a creak, and an old man of about sixty years old wearing a cotton coat and holding a big pipe came out. He looked at the dozens of horses one by one with a sullen face, and then he laughed and cursed, "Go away!"

"Uncle Cheng." Sun Jianping took the bay-red horse, picked up an iron brush to comb its fur, and nodded to the old man.

"Come in and warm yourself up." Old man Cheng, whose real name is Cheng Shucai, is a lonely old man. Since the establishment of the production team, he has settled in the team headquarters, serving cattle and horses, and becoming a horseherd in Ermajia Village. The villagers were afraid that the newly arrived educated youth would not be able to bear the farm work in the fields, so they paid special attention to them and asked Sun Jianping and another educated youth named Wang Jingang to work for Old Chengtou to help with the cattle and horses. However, this Wang Jingang's work attitude was very problematic. He skipped work every day, which made Mr. Cheng scold him every time he saw him!
"Old man, you better catch it. When we came back just now, we saw a fox at the entrance of the village. Maybe he will turn into a beautiful woman tonight and get into your room to warm your bed!"

Xiao Lu was joking with the old man and accidentally hit his head with a pipe pot, "You little bastard, you are joking with your father!"

Everyone laughed again, Lao Cheng put the pipe and pot on his waist, led the horses back to the stable one by one, and everyone dispersed home.

There were three horses in the stable, and when they saw their companions coming back one after another, they all barked in welcome.

The bay-red horse had already slipped back into the stable and stood obediently. Seeing Old Chengtou and Sun Jianping still standing at the gate chattering, it barked twice in anxiety.

When it barked, the other horses also barked!
Stop nagging!
It's already noon!

Hurry up and start eating!

"Uncle Cheng, let me feed the horse!" Sun Jianping glared at the maroon horse that was leading the trouble and said with a smile.

"Forget it, you've been working hard driving a truck to deliver food. Go home and have a rest!" Old Chengtou pulled a bundle of bean straw and swung the guillotine. Sun Jianping pulled an old pony and sat on it, untying it. He opened the bean straw bundle, took out a bunch of it and put it under the guillotine, "Old man, you don't have to worry about me. I'm young and strong, what's the point of having to bear this little burden?"

"Jianping, don't look at me because I am dim-sighted and confused. I can recognize people with my eyes." The old man smiled, pressed the guillotine with both hands, and cut off the bean straw with a click. "The ten of you who came with me can recognize people." Of the few educated youths, you are the only one who can be successful for a while, and the rest are all fucking rubbish."

Sun Jianping smiled and said nothing.

The horses stretched their necks and looked at Lao Chengtou and Sun Jianping haying the soybean straw, and they all drooled with greed. The bay-red horse quietly raised its hind hooves and kicked the big black horse.

The big black horse flicked its tail and rolled its eyes.

Yarn all day long!

I'll bite you in a hurry!

"Stand still, no one is allowed to grab you. Dabai, you are naughty, aren't you..." After the bean straw was chopped, Sun Jianping poured a basket full of broken bean straw into the manger. The horses were eager to eat, but They all stood in a row obediently, and the horses' hooves stepped on the ground paved with bluestones, making an urging sound.

Come on, comrades educated youth, we are all hungry!
"Don't rush, don't rush!" Sun Jianping filled the manger with bean straw, turned to look at the old man who went to fetch water, and then went into the warehouse and took out half a bag of black beans.

The horses screamed with excitement when they saw the cloth bags containing black beans. In difficult years, food production was low, and every household counted rice grains to put into the pot. The horses also suffered, and it was difficult to eat serious food.

"We have them all, don't grab them. If you keep doing this, Lao Hei, I won't let you eat..."

He grabbed the cloth bag and sprinkled an even layer of black beans into the manger. The greedy black horse came up to him, opened his mouth and grabbed it from his hand, and was slapped lightly but not hard by him.

Old Hei retracted his head angrily, his eyes widened, and the bay-red horse beside him grinned and made a chirping sound, as if he was laughing at his companions.

I'll let you get beaten up if you yell!
Sun Jianping finished scattering the black beans, shook the bean straw, took a bucket full of water from the old man's hand, poured it on the forage, stirred it with a wooden stick a few times, and then knocked on the wooden manger. Give orders to the horses.

"Eat it!"

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