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

Worried that a second wild boar might appear, Chen Zhi didn't dare to delay. After finishing the two potatoes she had brought from home, she found some vines, tied the wild boar up, and dragged it away.

In the past, Chen Zhi would never have imagined that her thin arms and legs could drag a weight of more than 200 kilograms, but now she feels that she can give it a try.

The mountain path was uneven, with uphill and downhill sections. It was particularly strenuous for Chen Zhi to drag the wild boar uphill, but going downhill was much easier; he could simply roll the boar down.

While chasing the pheasants, Chen Zhi didn't realize how far the road was, but dragging the wild boar out took several hours, and she still hadn't made it out of the mountains by nightfall. Along the way, she was lucky; she stumbled upon several pheasant nests and collected quite a few wild eggs, totaling several dozen.

Chen Zhi was exhausted and hungry, but thinking about today's harvest, she felt that it was all worth it.

It was completely dark. Today is the 23rd day of the lunar calendar. There is no moon or stars, and the night is pitch black.

As Chen Zhi pushed the wild boar down the mountain, the sounds of insects and birds around her made her feel uneasy.

"If my family comes looking for me, I'll bring the wild boar home," Chen Zhi murmured.

But no one came looking for her until she reached the foot of the mountain.

Chen Zhi twitched the corners of her mouth and smiled, "That's good, we don't have to share the pork with our family anymore."

When Xi Lang got home, it was already dark. He rested for a while, and after his fatigue subsided a bit, he took off his long sleeves and trousers and took a shower in his shorts by the water tank.

"Siron?"

A very soft voice came from the darkness.

Xi Lang paused, turning his head to look in the direction from which the sound came. The darkness could not block his vision. Looking at the disheveled person and smelling the chaotic stench of blood, his brows furrowed.

"I'm here."

Xi Lang dried himself off and put on his clothes.

When Chen Zhi looked over, Xi Lang was already buttoning his shirt. She walked up to Xi Lang in a few steps and lowered her voice, saying, "I killed a wild boar today. It's downstairs. Come with me to take a look."

Xi Lang was taken aback. "You killed a wild boar?"

"Yes." Chen Zhi recalled the harrowing scene from today, still feeling lingering fear. "If I hadn't been so skilled, I would have died in the mountains today."

"You didn't run away when you encountered a wild boar?" Xi Lang's tone was filled with anger.

"I ran away, but it kept chasing me." Chen Zhi herself felt wronged.

Xi Lang sighed, as if remembering something. "It's not your fault."

"Of course it's not my fault," Chen Zhi said matter-of-factly.

The two of them worked together to move the wild boar to the front of Xi Lang's house. Xi Lang put the boar down, turned around and went back into his room to get a package, which he handed to Chen Zhi. "This is wound medicine. Go back and take a shower, then sprinkle it on your wounds."

Chen Zhi caught it in a daze, her nose feeling a little sore.

"I still have two pheasants and dozens of eggs in my basket. I'll take the two pheasants back to hand them over, and you can keep the eggs," she said.

Xi Lang agreed, went back into the house, and brought out four multigrain cakes on a plate.

"You eat first, I'll go get you some egg drop soup, it'll be quick."

Chen Zhi was starving, so she didn't stand on ceremony with Xi Lang and started eating the pancake with her chopsticks.

The darkness did not affect Xi Lang's vision. He methodically started a fire, added water, salt, and oil to the pot, and once the water boiled, he cracked four eggs into it. He also tore off some green vegetables and threw them in as well.

After about a minute or two, he poured the contents of the pot into a large ceramic bowl, placed the bowl in front of Chen Zhi, and said, "Eat slowly."

Chen Zhi remained silent, only stuffing food into her mouth.

After finishing four multigrain pancakes, Chen Zhi slowed down and asked Xi Lang, "Have you eaten?"

Xi Lang: "No. I'll boil a few eggs to fill my stomach first, then we'll deal with this wild boar. With so much meat, are you planning to sell it or keep it for yourself?"

"Keep it for yourself," Chen Zhi said without hesitation.

Xi Lang hummed in agreement, "I understand."

"The temperature isn't low these days, the meat won't keep well, will it?" Chen Zhi asked with some concern.

Making the meat into cured meat would preserve it for a longer time, but Xi Lang's kitchen is outdoors, and it's impossible to light a fire inside. If the cured meat is smoked outdoors, the whole village will know that Xi Lang hunted a wild boar.

Wild boars are public property, and embezzling public property is a serious crime.

"I have a way," Xi Lang said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Chen Zhi felt relieved for some reason.

After finishing the vegetable and egg soup, her stomach was so full that she let out a burp.

"I have to go back," Chen Zhi said.

Xi Lang nodded. "Be careful on the road."

"Don't worry, I can see the road." Chen Zhi waved her hand dismissively.

Xi Lang: "..."

I know you can see it.

Chen Zhi left with a basket on her back containing two pheasants, and in her pocket were the wound medicine that Xi Lang had given her.

The front door of Chen Zhi's house was closed, and there was a faint light in the main room, the light of a kerosene lamp.

The whole family is having dinner in the main room.

Chen Zhi pushed the door, but it didn't budge; it had been bolted shut from the inside.

Chen Zhi sneered. Didn't anyone notice that she was missing?

Bang bang bang!

Chen Zhi pounded on the door, venting all her anger on it.

"Knock, knock, knock! Damn it, if you break the door, you won't be able to afford to pay for it even if you sell it."

The sound of Ding Fangfang cursing and swearing filled the house.

Ignoring everything, Chen Zhi kicked the door again.

At this point, the people inside could no longer sit still.

"Xiao Mu, go open the door for her," Ding Fangfang said angrily.

Chen Zhi entered the room, put down her basket, washed her hands, then went to the kitchen to get her own bowl and chopsticks. She sat down at the table and said expressionlessly to Ding Fangfang, "Grandma, where's my dinner?"

"That's all. Who told you to come back at this time?" Ding Fangfang didn't even lift her eyelids.

Chen Zhi sneered, "It's good that it's gone. I wasn't really in the mood for it anyway. I'm going to go get some roast chicken."

After saying that, Chen Zhi got up and walked out.

"Roast chicken? Where did you get roast chicken? We only have two laying hens at home. If you dare touch them, I'll kill you." Ding Fangfang was furious.

"Don't worry, I won't touch your chicken. I'll eat the one I brought back." Chen Zhi quickened her pace.

"Where did you get this chicken?" Ding Fangfang stood up.

When the others heard that Chen Zhi had brought back chickens, they all got up as well.

At this moment, Chen Mu said, "Grandma, there are no bamboo shoots in my little sister's basket, but there are two pheasants. And they're quite big, weighing four or five pounds!"

Chen Mu's voice was somewhat excited.

Upon hearing this, everyone else ran towards Chen Mu.

Pheasants, they are so rare!

Without some skill, it's almost impossible to hunt pheasants in the mountains. For example, in their family, there are many men, but none of them can hunt pheasants.

The uncle took the two pheasants from Chen Mu's hands, weighed them in his hands, and said, "One weighs a little over five pounds, and the other weighs a little over four pounds. They're both quite large."

Gudong!

I wonder who's swallowing hard.

"Grandma, Dongqing wants to eat chicken," said his nephew, Chen Dongqing.

"Grandma, Plum Blossom wants to eat chicken too." The little niece bit her finger, her eyes blinking.

Ding Fangfang patted the two little ones' heads, "Okay, let's eat chicken. Grandma will make it for you tomorrow."

"This chicken won't last long. Milk, how about we cook half of it tonight?" Chen Fu said, licking his lips.

The last time they ate meat was during the Lunar New Year. Not to mention the two younger children, even the adults were craving meat terribly. Not to mention, these past few days of plowing the fields have been incredibly strenuous, their meals lacking in oil and fat, leaving them dizzy and barely holding on. Now, with two pheasants before them, their eyes gleamed with greed.

Ding Fangfang gritted her teeth, "Fine, we'll only eat half a chicken tonight. Boss, you kill the chicken, I'll go boil some water."

By the time everyone came to their senses and wanted to ask Chen Zhi how she had hunted the two pheasants, Chen Zhi was already taking a bath.

She has many wounds, big and small, with two being the most serious: one on her arm and the other on her shoulder. They have stopped bleeding now, but the pain persists.

Chen Zhi took a shower, then applied the medicine to herself in the dark before putting on her clothes.

I don't know where Xi Lang got this medicine from, but when I sprinkled it on the wound, the burning pain instantly turned cool and painless.

It's amazing.

After getting dressed, Chen Zhi returned to the dining table. This time, there was an extra half bowl of mixed grain porridge on her plate.

"Zhizhi, where did you get these two pheasants?" Chen Mu asked with a smile.

"In the mountains," Chen Zhi said.

Chen Mu's expression stiffened. "Of course we know it's in the mountains. I'm asking how you managed to shoot it?"

"I used a slingshot. I chased them in the mountains all day to hit them, otherwise I wouldn't have missed the bamboo forest and come back so late," Chen Zhi said, half-jokingly.

Chen Mu was stunned. "You chased him all day?"

Chen Zhi nodded firmly, "Of course."

She rolled up her sleeves, revealing her arms scratched by tree branches. "These were all injuries I got while chasing pheasants."

Everyone at the table fell silent.

They're stingy even with a single, insincere expression of concern.

Chen Zhi sneered inwardly and lowered her hand.

Half a pheasant was used to make soup, with some semi-dried bamboo shoots added. It was both fresh and fragrant.

Chen Zhi was given a piece of chicken and a small bowl of bamboo shoots. Although she had already eaten her fill at Xi Lang's place, the aroma made her feel like she could eat some more.

Her nephew and niece fared a little better, receiving two pieces of chicken, but they also got an extra bowl of soup. After finishing their chicken, the two little ones sipped their soup, smacking their lips after each sip and exclaiming, "Delicious!"

The rest of the family also each received two pieces of meat and a bowl of soup.

Ding Fangfang explained why Chen Zhi received the least amount because she didn't go to work.

Chen Zhi gave a mocking smile and remained silent.

After dinner, Chen Zhi went back to her room and lay down.

"Zhizhi, when your brother has time, let's go pheasant hunting together," Chen Mu invited Chen Zhi.

Chen Zhi: "Brother, aren't you afraid my bad luck will affect you?"

Chen Mu choked, unsure how to respond.

Chen Zhi curled her lips into a smile. "There's only one slingshot. If I see a pheasant, I'll just shoot it myself. Brother, you should go and ask someone else."

After saying that, Chen Zhi turned over and faced the wall, and stopped talking.

"Don't just think about hunting; you still need to look for bamboo shoots. If you come back empty-handed, your grandparents will scold you, and I won't stand up for you," said Mrs. Chen.

Chen Zhi chuckled lightly, "You make it sound like you once spoke up for me."

Mrs. Chen's breathing quickened, her anger rising. "What do you mean by that? Every time you're criticized, it's because you've done something wrong! If you were even a little bit well-behaved, your grandparents—"

"Many times it wasn't my fault, like the time my leg was broken," Chen Zhi said coldly.

"......"

The room fell silent.

Chen Zhi closed her eyes, and exhaustion overwhelmed her instantly. She fell into a deep sleep in less than two minutes.

When Chen Zhi woke up, her fatigue had vanished. The small wounds on her body had mostly healed, leaving only faint marks. The two most serious wounds had also healed, looking like old injuries from just a few days ago, a remarkable recovery speed.

It's unclear whether it was due to her good health or the powerful effects of Xi Lang's medicine.

Chen Zhi was quite satisfied with the result.

This morning, after she washed the clothes and went out with her basket on her back, her little nephew ran up to her and said, "Auntie, you have to try your best to catch pheasants today!"

Chen Zhi shook her head, "We can't catch them. Auntie scared away all the pheasants yesterday, there aren't any left."

After saying that, Chen Zhi ignored her crying nephew and strode away.