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Yu Chunmiao I have to go home quickly and cook the grass jelly. Fortunately, when I built the new stove, I used a large pot, so one pot can replace three pots. Otherwise, the family would be extremely busy if she were absent like this. Qi Chong chose a mountain in West End Village. Through the bamboo forest is Songlin, where there are many wild animals. He walked in front, following wild boar footprints and feces. After choosing the location, let the men dig the trap. There were more than thirty men, half of them were digging traps, and the other half were sharpening wooden stakes. Six traps were set at the same time. He took Qian Duo Duo and walked deeper into the forest. The villagers worked very hard and had dug the trap halfway deep by the morning. Everyone brought dry food, but after the lunch break, Qi Chong didn't show up. Do you want to go look for it? I think he should go, so he doesn't get hurt by some wild boar wolf. The three men took the Chopper and went in the direction he left. Qi Chong had arrived a long time ago and deliberately stayed far away. He wanted to see if these people would come looking for him if he disappeared. Seeing someone coming, he walked over, carrying two hares, five pheasants in his hands, and a Bamboo Rat in his mouth. The man and the dog put the prey on the ground. Qi Chong let them continue digging while he built a fire and roasted a chicken to eat. The aroma of roasted chicken wafted in the air, and Qian Duo Duo began to drool while sitting there. The villagers wanted to ask something but didn't dare to say it, so they had to work hard. This village chief really has them under his thumb. Don't tell them anything, just lead them by the nose, and everyone is happy with it. Who made him earn money? The less he talked about how to make money, the more he kept everyone in line. The man and the dog leisurely divided the chicken, and Qi Chong went to check on how the traps were dug. This one isn't deep enough, that one isn't wide enough. This stake is not sharp enough, and that one is too thin. After finishing the instruction, he dozed off with his hands under his head, while Qian Duo Duo lay beside him, keeping an eye on his surroundings. The day passed quickly and the trap was not yet completed. Qi Chong counted the number of people and led everyone under the Banyan Tree.
At four in the afternoon, it was time for the agreed gathering.
The men and women had all arrived, and Qi Chong called out to the group while holding his catch. "Zhang Guiying, take a chicken. Xu Jiawang, take a rabbit. Liu Ming, take a chicken and bring one for Grandpa Hu as well. Niu Dali, take a rabbit and a Bamboo Rat."
He also wanted to bring home another chicken for his mother and daughter-in-law to eat. The villagers were somewhat puzzled by his actions; hadn't they agreed that all hunting spoils belonged to the community? Why was he distributing them?
Qi Chong understood their thoughts well enough and said, "The prey I just caught was my own. That means it's mine to give as I please. You shouldn't be envious of others; if you're unhappy, feel free to speak up."
The villagers were uncertain about his intentions and didn't want to be the first to voice their concerns. At that moment, Lin Qiujiu stepped forward and spoke up loudly, "You should consider this—those who just received the game are all elderly or unwell at home. The village chief is helping them."
She realized only now why he had asked her so many questions yesterday; it was all for this purpose. Thankfully, she had come to join in today; otherwise, she would have remained unaware.
Now everyone understood the situation and expressed no objections.
For the women's group, Qi Chong instructed those nearby to bring a pot and had someone move stones to build a temporary stove. He called for water to be fetched and asked for basins and firewood to be brought over.
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