Re-read Danny the Champion of the World, in an edition illustrated by Quentin Blake. Although I'm particular about illustrations, Blake's idiosyncratic pen-and-wash style illuminates Dahl's wise story of a boy being raised by his clever father. The father enjoys poaching, and what's bred in the blood means that the boy invents a new approach, so fiendish that it means that they will eat their pheasants and wreck the reputation of the local land-lord / capitalist. Not quite a party-line parable, but the villagers do defeat the local tyrant and celebrate in the quiet, studious way of village-folk.
Also made into what sounds like an excrescence of a television movie.