Zeng Shengzi's mother sat on the ground and chanted and beat, but she felt that Zhang Quan must have returned completely. These people were the ones who killed the tiger. Her son was so seriously injured, so his son must have a share of the credit for killing the tiger.

Son.

Give him some money!

The village chief was angry and resentful. He felt a little embarrassed and yelled, "Go home! This tiger has nothing to do with us!"

Zeng's mother didn't believe it. She rubbed her legs on the ground, slapped the ground and cried loudly, "My poor son! This life is over! In order to save others, I was almost eaten by a tiger, but in the end I got nothing."

! Why is my old woman’s life so miserable! Ugh..."

Zhang Quan said helplessly: "Auntie, this tiger was not killed by us, but by this little brother. If it weren't for him, the village chief and I would have been eaten by the tiger."

Zeng Shengzi's mother was not willing to give in and continued to make trouble: "No, my son was bitten by this tiger, and it cannot be in vain!"

The village chief endured the pain in his buttocks and said impatiently: "I even treated your son's injuries! It's like saving your son's life!"

"Ugh!" Zeng Shanzi's mother choked, but when the matter reached this point, she could only continue to make trouble, howling to the sky and crying about how miserable her life was, how pitiful her son was, and how she would not be able to live in the future.

The village chief sighed helplessly and looked at Dongming Ziyu. He was the one who shot the tiger, and no one else had the right to make the decision.

Dongming Ziyu said: "Give me half of the tiger bones to soak in medicinal wine, give half of the tiger meat to the people traveling with you to taste, and let the village chief distribute the rest."

Tiger skin and tiger bones are the most valuable parts of a tiger, especially the skin of this tiger is very complete. Dongming Ziyu shot the eyes, and the dagger cut open the tiger in the middle of the abdomen, which did not affect the skin at all.

Integrity.

The village chief's eyes lit up and he wanted to give in. Zeng Shanzi's mother said, "Thank you so much, thank you so much! You are so kind and righteous! The mountain god will keep you safe."

The village chief took advantage of the situation and said, "Thank you very much, brother! Oh! They are all just making trouble, please don't make fun of me."

He himself was injured, and the villagers who followed him up the mountain to look for someone had to be given some benefits. Otherwise, if something happened in the future, who would risk following him up the mountain?

Mrs. Qian pulled Dongming Ziyu aside and asked, "Why did you give them the tiger skin?"

Dong Youyin also said: "Yes, I heard that tiger skin is the most valuable, costing at least one hundred taels of silver!"

Shuan Zhu said: "That's right, you killed the tiger, why should you give them points? There are so many of us still afraid of them?"

Dongming Ziyu said: "Tigers are indeed rare, but none of us know how to tandoor leather, and it will stink before we go out of the mountains. There are many of us, but they are locals and know the mountains better than us. If they have evil intentions

, is a big trouble.

For example, if they set up a trap halfway and put a few animal traps, it would be enough for us to drink a pot, so why bother with this? Besides, if it weren't for them, I wouldn't be able to kill the tiger."

He can store the tiger skin in the space, but if he keeps an eye on such an important thing, then when he takes it out from the space, it will still be fresh. Wouldn’t it be revealing the secret?

Mrs. Qian covered her heart and sighed: "Oh! Just treat it as a loss of wealth and avoid disaster."

Dong Youyin said heartbrokenly: "That's one hundred taels of silver! You are so generous!"

Wulang stood in front of Dongming Ziyu and said, "Don't bully my father!"

As soon as the little man passed his knees, he opened his little arms to protect him. The way he puffed out his little chest was cute and heart-warming.

Dong Youyin coughed lightly and said, "Uncle San didn't bully your father! He just felt sorry for that tiger."

Wu Lang said arrogantly: "It's just a tiger, just let dad hit another one!"

Dongming Ziyu: "..."

That makes sense!

Dong Youyin: "..."

You think tigers are pheasants, and hares are often encountered, and you can hunt them if you want!

Mrs. Qian smiled and held Wu Lang in her arms, rubbing his head lovingly, "Our Wu Lang has grown up and is becoming more and more clever!"

Mr. Dong also looked at Wulang lovingly and said, "This kid didn't know how to speak much when he was at home. In the past few months, he has seen a lot and his words have become more and more fluent."

When Wu Lang was praised by his grandparents, he shyly pursed his lips to suppress the raised corners of his lips. His face was red and his eyes were bright with joy.

Shiro looked at it from the side and got interested. He came over and asked expectantly: "Master, grandma, where am I? Where am I?"

Mr. Dong would not favor one over the other and said with a smile: "Silang has grown up and become sensible!"

Mrs. Qian smiled and said: "The five of you guys are all good. You didn't let the adults worry about you all the way. You can still carry things and do the work."

Wulang was being carried on his back by Dongming Ziyu, and Sanlang and Silang were eight or nine years old. They walked with the adults, and when they were the most tired and miserable, they burst into tears without bothering to get in the car.

After hearing the compliment, several children smiled with their big white teeth exposed.

The older man is sixteen, and for such a steady boy, he was very happy after hearing grandma's praise.

Shangguan Ruoli watched from the side and whispered to Ling Yue: "Your mother is really good at teaching children."

Ling Yue nodded, "She's just partial and favors boys over girls. I quite like her because it's me who's partial to her."

Shangguan Ruoli pinched her nose and said, "Naughty."

Everyone lit up the fire, boiled water in the pot, and were waiting to cook the tiger meat. It was the first time for everyone to see a tiger and eat tiger meat for the first time, and they were all very excited.

The people in the village were also quick to deliver half of the tiger meat and bones.

Dongming Ziyu put the tiger bones into the basket, which actually sent them into space.

Everyone cut the tiger meat into small pieces, cooked it in five large pots, and each person shared a small bowl with the soup and meat. Although some wild onions and wild ginger were added in addition to salt, everyone felt that the taste was very good.

Tiger meat! This is tiger meat!

They were so excited that after eating tiger meat, they would become tigers, powerful and invincible.

After dinner, everyone started to pack their luggage. Today we also collected some grain and mountain goods from neighboring villages, which we had to carry separately.

Even though everyone is confused and eating together now, things cannot be pushed or carried by one or two people. If they are robbed by gangsters, they will be snatched away at once.

Early the next morning, everyone got ready and set off.

The village chief's son came over and gave Mrs. Qian a new pair of cloth shoes and twenty kilograms of millet to thank Dongming Ziyu for saving her life.

Mrs. Qian's eyes narrowed with joy when she received the new cloth shoes. They were all wearing straw sandals. It was getting colder and colder. These cloth shoes were so delicious.

Dongming Ziyu gave the wound medicine and treated the village chief's injury.

Zhang Quan also came to see him off and gave Dongming Ziyu more than ten kilograms of bacon, which was a heavy gift in this famine year.

Dongming Ziyu felt that he couldn't help him much, so he took out a better long dagger from the space and gave it to him. He really liked it, so he accepted it generously.

When Zeng Shanzi's brother saw her, he ran home and brought ten kilograms of sorghum and gave it to Mrs. Qian, praising her for being lucky to have such a capable son and daughter-in-law.

Dongming Ziyu also gave a pack of wound medicine for Zeng Shanzi.

Everyone in the village got up early, and many people came out one after another to see him off. They walked to the entrance of the village, waving again and being careful all the way.

When everyone came out of their hometown, it was the first time they met such enthusiastic and honest villagers, and they felt warm in their hearts.

Looking at the morning glow in the east, everyone has smiles on their faces and hopes for the future in their eyes, heading towards the next mountain.

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Chapter completed!