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Xiong Xiazi turned around as soon as he spotted the meat and grabbed it to eat. At that moment, Uncle Chen and Yu Qingsong raised their shotguns, aiming at Xiong Xiazi's forehead.
Bang! Bang!
After two gunshots, Xiong Xiazi collapsed to the ground, meeting his end. This Xiong Xiazi had dark skin and shiny fur, with paws the size of a bear's, capable of crushing a person's skull with a single swipe.
Yu Songbai had been so excited about this bear that he hadn't slept all night. Early the next morning, he helped Uncle Chen skin Xiong Xiazi and cut off some pieces of meat. Uncle Chen stated that since he and Yu Qingsong had jointly brought down the bear, they were entitled to half of the bear meat. The black bear skin was also given to them.
This trip was not in vain; they had indeed reaped a bountiful harvest. They initially planned to head back home but suddenly remembered that Wang Zhao had promised Wang Daye to bring him a roe deer as a drink companion on their way back. They certainly wouldn't go back on their word.
"Once we enter the mountains, remember not to speak carelessly; that's the rule!" Uncle Chen warned as he led the way with his shotgun, turning back to remind them.
The snow in the mountains was thick, and every step needed to be taken with caution. Sometimes what appeared to be a flat expanse of snow could hide dead branches or leaves beneath, and it was possible to sink right in!
"By the way, Uncle Chen," someone chimed in, "people say roe deer are foolish—why do they call them foolish?"
"Hahaha! Roe deer are quite curious creatures. Unlike other animals that run away at the first sign of danger, disappearing in an instant, these guys will run for a bit and then stop to look back, checking how far away their pursuers are.
At that moment, hunters can strike them with a stick. If they don't kill it outright, there's no need to worry; before long, the deer will come back to see what exactly hit it. Sometimes when the snow is too deep for them to run properly, they act like wild chickens—burying their heads in the snow while leaving their behinds exposed, thinking that makes them invisible.
All you need is a stick to knock them out; that's how 'hitting roe deer' became a thing. Hahaha! They really are quite silly!"
Yu Songbai burst into laughter but was quickly silenced by Uncle Chen.
"In these thick snowy areas, we can't afford to make such loud noises; we need to be cautious of avalanches. Besides, we should get moving. With so many people and dogs around, we're too big of a target; we've already scared off any potential prey after all this commotion!"
Uncle Chen also brought along a dog, a typical hunting hound named Weifeng General. This dog was not only clever but also incredibly fast, capable of catching small prey like wild chickens and hares without Uncle Chen needing to lift a finger; it would fetch the game all by itself.
With that in mind, our two teams—Uncle Chen and Zhao, who were familiar with the mountain terrain—decided that Yu Songbai and I would lead the way without following them. Lai Fu and several other dogs would accompany Zhao and me.
Everyone agreed with Yu Qingsong's plan. One group of people formed two small teams, making sure not to venture too deep into the forest.
On Yu Songbai and Wang Zhao's side, they hadn’t caught any large game but had managed to bag quite a few small animals. They had collected at least seven or eight wild chickens and hares, all stuffed into their Ma Bags.
As for Uncle Chen and Yu Songbai, they had managed to catch a pheasant along with several hares and wild chickens. Adding to their haul was the bear they had caught earlier, making for a bountiful return home.
Following their agreement, everyone returned to Uncle Chen's wooden cabin with their catch. Since the window had been broken by a black bear the previous night, they set about repairing the cabin. With spirits high, they dragged several large bags of game toward the edge of the forest.
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