The poor girl from the 1970s was forced to kiss by the damp educated youth.

Chen Zhi ignored Chen Peng sitting on the ground and ran into the mountains in a flash.

She arrived early; there weren't many people in the mountains, but the sounds of insects and birds filled the air. Sometimes, as she passed through the bushes, she could even see brightly colored pheasants foraging for food.

Chen Zhi rushed to catch the chicken, but naturally failed; the pheasant was not only fast but could also fly.

But it was so close!

Chen Zhi thought that if the pheasant couldn't fly and just kept running on the ground, she might be able to catch it.

She discovered that she had not only become stronger, but also faster.

It must be because of that rare and precious treasure from yesterday!

Xi Lang is a very loyal person!

It wasn't a waste of money to give him thirteen wild eggs!

She didn't catch any pheasants, but Chen Zhi found a lot of mushrooms. After crossing two mountains, she had picked almost half a basket of mushrooms, more than twice as many as yesterday.

Lunch is sorted out for today.

Chen Zhi moved to a different spot; yesterday she was on the north side of the bamboo forest, and today she went to the south side. The vegetation here is more lush, there are more mosquitoes, and the path is more difficult to walk, but there are also more bamboo shoots.

When Chen Zhi's basket was full of bamboo shoots, Xi Lang appeared silently in front of her.

"How did you know I was here?" How did he find her so accurately in such a vast forest?

Instead of answering, Xi Lang asked, "Want some roast chicken?"

Only then did Chen Zhi notice what Xi Lang was holding: two beautifully feathered pheasants.

He actually caught him!

Chen Zhi swallowed hard. "How did you catch it?"

Xi Lang took a slingshot out of his basket. "Use this."

Chen Zhi had seen slingshots before; her older cousin had one, but Xi Lang's was clearly more high-end. The entire slingshot was dark, and it was impossible to tell what material it was made of.

"Give it a try?"

Xi Lang tossed the slingshot to Chen Zhi, who caught it instinctively. The slingshot felt cold to the touch and was quite heavy.

This was the first time Chen Zhi had ever held a slingshot. She hadn't even had a chance to touch Chen Da's slingshot, because Chen Da was afraid that it would bring her bad luck and prevent her from hitting any prey.

No child dislikes toys, and Chen Zhi is no exception.

She bent down, picked up a stone, and mimicked Chen Da's old way of using a slingshot, opening one eye and closing the other, aiming, and pulling the rubber band—

"You can use a little more force," Xi Lang said.

"I was worried the rubber band would break." Chen Zhi remembered that whenever other family members used Chen Da's slingshot, Chen Da would repeatedly warn them not to break the rubber band, almost as if he were hurting his eyes out. Of course, the rubber band eventually aged and broke, and Chen Da was heartbroken for half a month because of it, and he still hasn't found a new rubber band to replace it.

"It's not that easy to break, so go ahead and use all your strength," Xi Lang said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Chen Zhi increased her strength even further.

As the pebble flew out, Chen Zhi heard a whooshing sound and was startled. What incredible speed!

A pebble hit the bamboo, and the bamboo snapped with a crack!

Chen Zhi looked at Xi Lang in surprise, "Amazing!"

"You're really amazing!" Xi Lang's tone was flat even when praising someone. "This strength is enough for hunting small prey. If you encounter danger, you can add a little more strength."

Chen Zhi played with the slingshot with obvious delight, asking, "What's this made of?"

It felt smooth and cool to the touch, which she liked.

"Wood and animal sinews." He didn't specify what.

"Nonsense." Chen Zhi rolled her eyes; she naturally knew it was wood and animal sinew.

"Here you go," Xi Lang said, turning and walking towards an open space.

"Give me?"

Chen Zhi wondered if she had misheard. This slingshot was hundreds of times better than Chen Da's, and he actually said he would give it to her?

"If you don't want it, give it back." Xi Lang said without turning his head.

"Yes, yes, I want it."

Chen Zhi held onto the slingshot, afraid that Xi Langzhen would take it back.

"If I use it to hunt prey, I'll give you a share."

"Okay, I'll wait."

Chen Zhi played with the slingshot, picked up a stone and tried it a few more times. Apart from the poor accuracy, the destructive power was not bad at all.

This slingshot is exactly what she wanted.

Chen Zhi threaded a straw rope through the slingshot, hung it around her neck, and then began peeling bamboo shoots.

Xi Lang looked at the slingshot dangling from Chen Zhi's chest, his eyes darkening. Did he like it that much?

"I picked a lot of mushrooms today, why don't you roast them too?" Chen Zhi offered up her mushrooms.

Xi Lang hummed in agreement.

Chen Zhi continued searching for bamboo shoots, leaving Xi Lang to prepare food on his own.

When Chen Zhi entered the bamboo forest again and couldn't find any bamboo shoots, she practiced her aim with a slingshot. No one taught her; she figured it out on her own and slowly found her rhythm.

The sound of pebbles hitting the bamboo grove could be heard from time to time. It was the sound of Chen Zhi throwing stones that landed on the bamboo. The force was not strong enough to break the bamboo.

"Try shooting birds."

Chen Zhi looked at the small black bird not far away, held her breath, aimed, and her palms were sweating with nervousness.

call out--

Puff!

I missed, the bird flew away.

"Just a little short." Chen Zhi felt a little regretful, but she wasn't discouraged.

With more practice, she'll definitely be able to shoot down the bird. Besides birds, she'll also hunt pheasants and fish, earning her own living through her own skills!

Chen Zhi was full of ambition, as if she could see all kinds of meat beckoning to her.

Chen Zhi emerged from the bamboo grove with a full basket of bamboo shoots on her back. Before she even got close to the fire, she could smell the aroma of roasted meat. The smell was rich and overpowering, and Chen Zhi's mouth watered uncontrollably, causing her to quicken her pace.

"Are they cooked?" She stared intently at the two chickens on the fire.

"The chicken isn't cooked yet, but the mushrooms are. You can eat the mushrooms first." Xi Lang handed Chen Zhi two skewers of grilled mushrooms.

Apart from salt, there are no other seasonings.

But mushrooms themselves have a strong aroma and don't need any other seasonings.

Chen Zhi couldn't wait to take a bite. The juice exploded in her mouth, hot and fresh. She exclaimed while breathing out warm air, "It's so delicious!"

Xi Lang nodded. He had two skewers in his hand as well. After eating one, he said, "It's not bad."

After finishing two skewers of mushrooms, Chen Zhi was still not satisfied. "I'll pick more mushrooms tomorrow."

Xi Lang paused in his chewing motion. "I have to go to work tomorrow."

"Then I'll bake it myself and eat it myself." A hint of disappointment flashed through her mind, but Chen Zhi quickly ignored it.

Xi Lang gave her a deep look. "Be careful."

After eating the mushrooms, Chen Zhi started peeling the bamboo shoots. By the time she finished peeling the bamboo shoots, the roast chicken was cooked.

"There are some mushrooms stuffed inside the chicken, so be careful when you eat it, it will be very hot," Xi Lang reminded him.

Chen Zhi hummed twice and took a bite of the golden-brown roasted chicken wing. She didn't even want to spit out the bones, chewing them all into her stomach.

Xi Lang: "..."

You have great teeth.

"tasty!"

Besides these two words, Chen Zhi couldn't think of any other fancy words.

The pheasant is not big; it weighs three or four pounds when alive, but less than two pounds when cooked.

Chen Zhi ate carefully, making sure to lick up every last drop of oil, and even chewed up and swallowed the bones she could. In the end, she buried the chicken head in the ground.

"It's so delicious!" Chen Zhi licked her lips, her face filled with longing. "I wish I could eat this every day."

"You'll get tired of eating this every day," Xi Lang said calmly.

Chen Zhi disagreed with his opinion, saying, "Eating meat will prevent you from getting tired of it."

Seeing her serious expression, Xi Lang didn't argue with her, thinking that she wouldn't say that when she eats meat every day.

As evening fell, Chen Zhi practiced his slingshot aiming all the way down the mountain, shooting at whatever he saw. He tried to shoot birds several times, but missed every time.

"If it were you, could you hit it?" Chen Zhi asked curiously.

Xi Lang hummed in agreement.

Chen Zhi then asked, "Can things that fly in the sky also be included?"

Xi Lang looked up. "Look at the distance."

Chen Zhi didn't quite believe him. "If you're that good, why would you need to trade fish with me?"

Xi Lang choked. It wasn't that he couldn't catch fish, but rather that he hadn't been able to control his aura for a while, and people would avoid him, let alone those clever little animals.

Xi Lang remained silent, and Chen Zhi tacitly agreed that he wasn't that capable.

Back at the village entrance, Chen Zhi saw Chen Peng again. Unlike in the morning, Chen Peng now had a gloomy face and was filled with anger.

She hit me this morning, and I'm holding a grudge against her?

"Zhizhi, why are you following along?" Chen Peng asked sinisterly.

Chen Zhi frowned. "Who I'm with is none of your business."

"You've stooped so low as to be with him instead of being with me?" Chen Peng was even angrier. How was he any worse than this Xi Lang?

"Chen Peng, I think you've gone mad. Don't you remember your own name? If you're so capable, say that to your father." Chen Zhi was also furious. This Chen Peng was like a leech, impossible to shake off.

"You go back first, I'll talk to him," Xi Lang said to Chen Zhi.

Chen Zhi glanced at the pale and thin Xi Lang, then at the tanned and noticeably stronger Chen Peng, and hesitated before asking, "Can you beat him?"

Xi Lang, who was questioned, said: "...I won't fight him. I'll reason with him."

Chen Zhi didn't know how the taciturn Xi Lang could reason with Chen Peng, but with people coming and going at the village entrance, Chen Zhi was afraid that staying any longer would cause gossip, so she turned around and left.

After Chen Zhi walked away, Xi Lang said to Chen Peng, "Let's talk over there."

Chen Peng naturally had no objection. He had been holding back his anger all day and couldn't vent it on Chen Zhi. Since Xi Lang had come to him on his own, he shouldn't blame him for being impolite.

Chen Peng walked behind Xi Lang, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked. As soon as Xi Lang stopped, his fist swung towards the back of Xi Lang's head. Just as it was about to strike, Xi Lang easily dodged it.

"You're too weak!"

Xi Lang said calmly.

Chen Peng laughed in anger. Was he weak?

Among his peers, if he claims to be second, no one would dare to claim to be first.

Xi Lang will pay the price for his words!

In Chen Peng's plan, he would beat Xi Lang to the ground, then step on him to warn him to stay away from Chen Zhi.

However, the truth is that after more than ten minutes, he was panting heavily, but he hadn't even touched the hem of Xi Lang's clothes.

"If you're so capable, don't hide. Let's meet head-on!" Chen Peng roared.

Xi Lang raised an eyebrow. "Okay."

Then he really stopped dodging and let Chen Peng's fist come at him.

Chen Peng unleashed a full-force attack, his fist about to strike Xi Lang's abdomen, but Xi Lang made no attempt to dodge—

A smug smile appeared on Chen Peng's face. With this punch, Xi Lang would be crippled if not killed!

when!

It felt like punching metal—hard and cold!

Chen Peng's face was contorted with pain, his eyes filled with horror. How could this be?

He looked at his bleeding fist, then at Xi Lang, whose expression remained unchanged. A gust of wind blew by, and he felt a chill run down his spine.

Those educated youths weren't talking nonsense; this Xi Lang was indeed acting strangely.

"Stop harassing Chen Zhi." Xi Lang's voice was devoid of any warmth.

Chen Peng was unwilling, but at this moment, he couldn't say anything.

Xi Lang glanced at Chen Peng indifferently, and Chen Peng's body tensed up instantly. The other man said nothing, yet it seemed as if he had said everything. His gaze was condescending, as if he were looking at an ant.

And he was that ant.