Lu Yingming was the first to arrive at the Li family's home. Or rather, he had been keeping an eye on the Li family all day. After hearing the Jeep, he waited half an hour before he could no longer resist coming over.
When he arrived, Li Long and the others had not finished eating. The room was already crowded, and now it was even more cramped. Li Jianguo sent Li Juan and Li Qiang to the East Room to make space for Lu Yingming.
Li Qiang was rather reluctant. He still wanted to hear how his father and youngest uncle had hunted.
But Li Juan knew better than to get in the way. Knowing the adults had more to talk about now, she dragged Li Qiang away, whispering that she would get him some candy.
Actually, Li Qiang no longer liked candy as much as other children did. He had pocket money, and the family ate well. Fruit candy, the sort ordinary children loved, now seemed nothing special to him.
When had I stopped caring even about candy?
"How did it go?" Lu Yingming asked as soon as he sat down. "Did you get anything? How much?"
"Hey, with Brother Long along, how could we come back empty-handed?" Tao Daqiang sounded especially proud. "Mongolian gazelles, red deer-we got quite a few!"
Greatly surprised, Lu Yingming asked again:
"You all got something? Those shotguns really work that well?"
"Of course! They're good at close range." Liang Dacheng spoke as he ate a steamed bun. "At thirty or forty meters, don't you hit whatever you aim at? One shot, and that gazelle was dead!"
Though everyone actually knew that, all things considered, a shotgun was still no match for a Type 56. For one thing, it could only hold two rounds