Rebirth in the 50s: The Couple with the Hidden Space-Chapter 789 - 663: An Unexpected Harvest

Looking at the bottom of the valley, Ping’an saw it was safe, and quickly said, "Dad, go check on the little wild boar. I want to keep it!"

"Sure, hold onto my neck tighter."

Zhang Guoqing agreed without a word. Not to mention a little wild boar, even if it were a tiger, if his son wanted to keep it, he would pull out its teeth to make it obediently play with his son.

After a few leaps among the rocks, Zhang Guoqing and his son reached the bottom of the valley, approached the brave little wild boar, and found it had already been killed with a single palm strike.

Little Ping’an pouted and looked at his dad sadly.

Zhang Guoqing helplessly scratched his head. His son didn’t mention it beforehand, otherwise, if he acted sooner, maybe he could have saved the pig.

Seeing this, Ping’an consoled him by patting him, "I was just talking. Even if I keep it, I can’t take it home, and if I did, they’d probably make us turn it in and slaughter it for meat."

The more considerate his child is, the more heartache Zhang Guoqing feels. Actually, he understands all of this. Keeping it for a few days in his hometown to make the kid happy would be nice. Sigh... raising birds or goldfish is said to be bourgeois...

"We’re rich, we’re rich, so much meat... Oh dear, how do we take it back? If I’d known, I would’ve had mom come over. Dad, think of a way quickly..."

Zhang Guoqing was pulled out of his thoughts by his son’s shouting, and he pinched his cheek with amusement, "Little money grubber!" After speaking, he looked around. One little wild boar ran off, the rest were all down.

The smell of blood here is too strong, and this is at the edge of the deep mountains. Moreover, they can’t slaughter them directly; he has to make two racks to drag them a bit farther first.

With a plan in mind, he quickly made two racks from the innocently downed trees, tied the wild animals tightly on them with branches and ropes. The black bear weighing about 700 pounds along with four wild boars approached over 2000 pounds, and hoping to carry them all at once was not possible, so he tied three boars to a tree a hundred meters away.

After finishing, Zhang Guoqing carried a black bear on his back, held his son tightly in his arms with one hand, and grabbed a 200-pound little wild boar with the other, running swiftly towards the wooden hut.

From afar, it looked like a small mountain pile, lucky that he had great strength. Even so, he was quite exhausted. By the time they reached the wooden house, the effort made him consider leaving the remaining three pigs.

Inside the hut, Zhang Guoqing heated some buns, and the father and son made do with their lunch. After a short rest, he picked up his son again, not expecting the little guy to shake his head and say, "Dad, I’ll guard the meat here. I can do it!"

Do what?

"No discussion!"

"I’m worried you’ll get tired."

Zhang Guoqing gave him a sidelong glance, "How about we leave the three pigs?" He didn’t believe his penny-pinching son would be willing.

Ping’an immediately nodded, "Alright. Having dad worn out doesn’t make sense. We can slaughter here and then go home."

Oh wow! Zhang Guoqing was truly surprised. He laughed, "You don’t mind? It’s a dollar per pound meat, how many pounds of vegetables could you buy with that?"

Ping’an, knowing his dad still remembered what he said in the morning, laughed happily, "No amount of meat is more important than my dad! You’ve worked too hard, I can’t bear it."

"Good son! Just for those words, dad has to bring the meat back."

"We have enough to eat, leave it."

"Hold tight to dad’s neck, we need to hurry, if we’re late your mom might worry."

"Dad, when can I grow up?"

"Don’t think about growing up, growing up is no fun at all."

This time, without heavy loads, the father and son were easygoing on their way, quickly returning to nearby the original place.

Before they got too close, they heard other wild animals howling in the valley. Probably the strong scent of blood attracted nearby beasts, and there was once again some life-and-death battle going on.

Even if there was a tiger to pick up for free now, neither Zhang Guoqing nor Ping’an was interested. Who knows how long those guys would fight?

At the big tree, Zhang Guoqing directly took down the wild boar and left. Fortunately, as a precaution, he had left a backup—hanging the slain boar elsewhere. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have been so lucky to easily carry it away without effort.

Along the way, Ping’an clung tightly to his dad’s neck, not moving an inch, worried about adding to his dad’s burden, his eyes fixed on the passing terrain, silently calculating how much farther they had to go.

From leaving in the morning until now, after running back and forth twice, even if he couldn’t look at a watch, Zhang Guoqing knew they were playing it too big this time.

When they left in the morning, they hadn’t said goodbye to Zhou Jiao, not even leaving a note. Once she discovered they had taken hunting tools, she would surely be worried.

Just thinking about having to face Zhou Jiao’s knowing smile upon returning, Zhang Guoqing shuddered inside, quickening his pace involuntarily.

"Dad, that’s mom..."

Zhang Guoqing was hurrying along, nearly tripping at his son’s words. He immediately raised his head in the direction his son pointed, and sure enough, the figure on the wooden cabin lawn was his wife!

"Oh dear, this ancestor... this lady..." Zhang Guoqing’s face changed drastically, "Your mom is too brave, going up the mountain alone."

Below, Zhou Jiao, though her eyesight was not as good as the father and son’s, could guess who it was from the big moving lump? She shook her head helplessly. This father-and-son money grubber duo was crazy!

When the sweat-drenched Zhang Guoqing got closer, Zhou Jiao, feeling sorry for him, didn’t even scold him, instead hastily took their son, offering tea and water for relief.

"Why did you come up the mountain alone? It’s dangerous here." Zhang Guoqing took the cup, sipping from it, "You’re being reckless, what if a snake bites you? Or you run into a lone wolf?"

Hearing this, Zhou Jiao just smiled, not arguing about having weapons. She knew her husband was worried, just like she was concerned for the father and son, no need to argue.

"Honey, don’t take this lightly. If I’m not around, you shouldn’t come up the mountain. Can you promise that? Don’t think just because every time I take you up it seems smooth, there are dangers on the mountain, it’s no joke. Today my son and I intended to just take a stroll and head back, but then, this happened..."

Zhou Jiao was startled, "You’re not hurt, are you?"

Zhang Guoqing shook his head at her, "Son, you tell her."

Ping’an started from the morning when they first went up the mountain, narrating all the way until they encountered the black bear and battled wild boars. Especially the final showdown, vividly described, filled with tension.

"So you got lucky? Hmm, not bad luck," Zhou Jiao said, looking at the three wild boars on the ground, "How about I go back up with you guys for the rest? It’s too exhausting carrying them in this heat."

Ping’an giggled at this, pointing to a wooden house.

Zhou Jiao nodded thoughtfully. No wonder the area was full of traps, she initially thought it was set up by an old hunter for safety.

"I’ll start cleaning up, you take our son inside to rest for a bit."

Zhou Jiao quickly grabbed him, "No rush, let’s have something to eat and rest. Are you exhausted? We can clean up later."

Zhang Guoqing didn’t refuse her either, embracing his wife and son into the wooden house, "Not tired, just worried you’d worry waiting at home. Since we have time today, those three domestic pigs of yours, I’ll also slaughter them. It’s inconvenient down the mountain."

Zhou Jiao looked at her wristwatch, worry evident, "Are you sure you’re not tired? Don’t push yourself. Even a strong body needs care; don’t just rely on youth and throw caution to the wind."

Zhang Guoqing shook his head. Of course, he was tired, he wasn’t kidding! After all, he was carrying and hauling over 2000 pounds of weight up and down a mountain. But he couldn’t say that aloud.

The key was that they would soon return to Beijing, the schedule was tight. They needed to deal with the accumulated game over these years to save space. If they didn’t butcher them at home this time, it would become increasingly inconvenient.