Volume One, Chapter 15: Dividing the Game

Lin Xiao recalled the villagers’ eyes as they looked at the roe deer, filled with a fierce, almost predatory longing. Suddenly, an idea took root in his mind.

He turned to his mother, He Yulan, and said, “Mother, today we managed to shoot four roe deer at once. I’m thinking, what if we keep only the deer skins and the gallbladders, and let the captain distribute the rest of the meat to the villagers? Didn’t you see how their eyes turned green with hunger? It must be because they haven’t had meat in a long time.”

He Yulan paused briefly, a flicker of hesitation crossing her eyes. Life was hard enough for the three of them, and these few deer could improve their situation for quite some time. Yet, she also thought of the gaunt villagers and her heart softened with compassion.

She sighed gently and nodded, “Son, do as you think best. We can’t stand by and watch our neighbors go hungry.”

Though their voices were low, Captain Zhao Hu overheard them. Already holding a favorable impression of Lin Xiao, he now looked upon the young man with even greater respect.

When Lin Xiao heard his mother’s consent, he turned to Zhao Hu and shared their decision. Zhao Hu patted Lin Xiao’s shoulder warmly. “Lin Xiao, you’re truly kind-hearted and responsible. On behalf of the villagers, I thank you. Leave this matter to me.”

The next morning, Zhao Hu rang the village’s large bell, its chimes echoing through the crisp air like a herald of good news.

At the sound, villagers hurried toward the central square. Once everyone had gathered, Zhao Hu climbed to a high vantage point and spoke loudly, “Everyone knows Lin Xiao shot four roe deer yesterday. For his family, that meat could have sustained them for a long while. But he chose not to keep it all. Instead, he decided to share the meat with all of us.”

“It may be just a small portion for each family, but deer meat, though rare, warms the heart! This boy is kind, wise, and responsible—we should all thank him.”

The villagers were momentarily stunned, then burst into enthusiastic cheers, their faces glowing with surprise and gratitude.

“Lin Xiao’s truly a great man of our village!” “Yes, thanks to him, who knows when we’d have meat again?” they praised him, their thanks pouring forth.

Soon, the deer were expertly butchered, and the meat divided according to each family’s size. The villagers cradled their portions as if holding the entire world.

Tears shimmered in their eyes—tears of emotion, and tears rekindling their hope for life.

At the eastern edge of the village, Aunt Zhang, who had lost her son and daughter-in-law in an accident, lived with her young grandson. With no able hands to work, they could only receive basic rations.

Taking the meat, her eyes moist, she grasped Lin Xiao’s hand and said, “Lin Xiao, you’ve truly saved me and my grandson. In this bitter cold, having this meat means we can finally eat a full meal.” Her voice trembled as tears fell.

Hearing her story, Lin Xiao’s heart ached deeply.

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