After transmigrating into the famine-stricken 1960s, Li Jianshe’s uncle even sent him a beautiful educated youth from Sichuan and Chongqing, rated a 97 for gentleness, to be his wife. Li Jianshe promptly grabbed his hunting rifle and headed into the mountains so his wife could eat her fill.
In 1969, guns and hunting were not banned, and wildlife was not protected. The mountains of the Northeast were full of gold.
Wild boars sneaking into the fields to eat crops in the middle of the night? Take the hunting dogs and get them!
Black bears coming down from the mountains and seriously threatening the safety of the working people? That’s just them bringing me bear gallbladders!
What, a tiger attacked someone? Heizi, go get it!
Now and then, Li Jianshe hunted pheasants and gathered hazelnut mushrooms, wild honey, and ginseng. In an era when the whole production team could barely get enough to eat, his family enjoyed meat at every meal!
A good book close to society.