Siheyuan (traditional courtyard house): 52 years of farming, producing hundreds of millions of tons

Wan arrived safely at the foot of the mountain.

"The mountains and forests in the 1950s were pristine and untouched by any damage, with towering trees and lush wild grass!"

Wan Ping'an looked around.

A deep green expanse stretched before me.

Before heading into the mountains, he did a final check of his equipment.

The bow is intact!

The arrow is intact!

All other equipment was intact, and nothing was missing.

"Into the mountains!"

Wan Ping'an became more vigilant and stepped into the mountains.

In the 1950s, wild animals were rampant in the mountains and forests, including herds of wild boars, ferocious bears, and people often encountered tigers.

Any one of these could easily take the life of an ordinary person.

For ordinary people, going into the mountains to hunt is a matter of sheer luck.

If you're lucky, you'll escape with your life.

If you're unlucky, you won't even leave behind any remains.

Siheyuan.

Jia family.

"Wake up, both of you! I just saw Wan Ping'an. He was carrying a bow and arrows; he must have gone hunting in the mountains."

Jia Zhangshi had an upset stomach and got up early in the morning to go to the toilet.

otherwise.

She always sleeps until late morning.

"What business is it of ours if he goes hunting?"

Jia Dongxu was still half asleep and didn't want to get out of bed.

"Everyone, get up."

"How can it not be our business?"

“He went into the mountains to hunt, and I reckon he won’t be coming back. He’ll probably die in the mountains.”

"He died, and the house became empty."

"Think of a way to get his house. Dongxu is getting old and is about to get married. It would be perfect to use Wan Ping'an's house for the wedding."

Jia Zhangshi revealed a greedy look.

The Jia family lived in a side room in the central courtyard of a traditional courtyard house. It was fine for a family of three, but it would definitely feel very crowded if there were more people.

She had her eye on Wan Ping'an's house for a long time.

“Our family does not meet the requirements for housing allocation, so even if a house becomes available, it will not be allocated to our family.”

Jia Gensheng sighed.

When they first got married, Jia Zhangshi complained that the house was too small. She told him to ask the factory and the neighborhood office, but the answer was always that it did not meet the regulations for further division of property.

"stand up."

"Don't sleep."

"Get up, everyone."

Jia Zhangshi got angry and threw Old Jia's quilt on the ground.

Upon seeing this, Jia Dongxu immediately jumped up.

Jia Gensheng sighed. He regretted marrying Jia Zhangshi. If he had another chance, he would never choose Jia Zhangshi.

Jia Dongxu glanced resentfully at his father, Jia Gensheng, but dared not utter a sound. He could only mutter to himself, "Can't you control your wife?"

at this time.

Wan Ping'an encountered a problem in the mountains.

"There's movement."

"About two hundred meters to the left front."

"A medium to large-scale system, there are many of them, one, two, ..., there are seven individuals!"

Wan Ping'an held a bow and arrow in his hand, staring intently at his left front.

soon.

Appeared.

"Is it a human?"

Wan Ping'an was a little surprised.

There were seven people; judging from their attire, they were all hunters, forming a small hunting team.

The deep mountains and forests are fraught with danger.

Going into the mountains in a group is a great option, as everyone can look out for each other.

He spotted the hunting party.

The hunting party also spotted him.

The two sides approached each other and stopped about five meters apart.

"Young man, are you going into the mountains to hunt alone?"

The leader was an old hunter, who looked to be in his forties or fifties. He had a few gray hairs at his temples and his face was full of wrinkles, exuding a sense of vicissitude.

"Correct!"

Wan Ping'an nodded.

He knew the right thing to do at this moment: he should tell the other side that he had teammates to mislead them and prevent them from having any ulterior motives.

Wan Ping'an is highly skilled and daring.

We are not afraid that they may have ulterior motives.

Anyone who dares to have any evil thoughts will be shot dead with an arrow.

"Haha, look what he's holding!"

"Bow and arrow!"

"What era are we living in?"

"Why are you still using old-fashioned bows and arrows for hunting?"

There was a young hunter, who looked to be about twenty-one or twenty-two years old, about the same age as Wan Ping'an, with a noticeable scar on his forehead.

Looking at Wan Ping'an, he launched into a barrage of sarcastic remarks.

Wan Ping'an's smile vanished, and he stared coldly at the Scarface Hunter.

"Shut up!"

"If you dare to say anything out of line again, believe me, I'll slap you across the face!"

The old hunter couldn't stand it anymore and scolded the scarred hunter.

The most foolish person is the one who makes enemies everywhere without any need!

Why shut up?

"I didn't say anything wrong."

“We’ve been using hunting rifles for a long time, but he’s using bows and arrows that can’t kill birds.”

Scarface was unconvinced.

"Do I know you?"

Wan Ping'an stared at the scar.

"do not know!"

Scarface shook his head.

"Do I have a grudge against you?"

Wan Ping'an asked again.

"no!"

Scarface continued to shake his head.

The old hunter looked somewhat serious.

"I don't know you, and we have no grudge against each other. Why are you making sarcastic remarks right from the start? Do you want to challenge me?"