Since Li Long had agreed to drive the tractor over, the pastoralists stopped rushing to cut grass and began preparing food for their stay instead.
They would certainly go hunting. Who didn't like eating meat these days? Li Long had said that when he drove the tractor over tomorrow, he would bring them some grain, and everyone could make nang and stew meat and soup together.
They could stir-fry dishes too, or make naren or pilaf. In short, since they had come out here with guns, they had to get some meat to eat.
As usual, Li Long handed out some ammunition to everyone-he had collected another supply from the Supply and Marketing Cooperative recently.
After Li Long's two children were born, he had gone to the Supply and Marketing Cooperative to hand out sweets to the leaders and his colleagues and share the happy news. Li Xiangqian had forcefully offered fifty yuan per child as a gift. Li Long firmly refused, and Li Xiangqian firmly insisted. In the end, Li Long accepted twenty-ten for each child.
Fifty was a little too much, beyond what was appropriate. He couldn't accept that much.
He had also mentioned the ammunition to Director Wei. With the militia not training at present, this was the only place Li Long could get ammunition.
Director Wei had appeared in the Northern Xinjiang Daily over the water pipes repaired for Harimu and the others in early spring, making him famous throughout the county.
Even the county leaders mentioned it from time to time. During Ethnic Unity Education Month in May, the Supply and Marketing Cooperative had been named an Advanced Unit for Ethnic Unity at both county and prefectural levels, and Director Wei had been selected as an Ethnic Unity Advanced Individual.
That was something that would