Fishing and Hunting 82, Starting with Three Sisters Who Overprotect Their Brothers

Chapter 154 A New Day

The horse-drawn carriage moved slowly along the road.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, the starlight is dim, it must be past ten o'clock at night.

Zhang Wenshan was so sleepy that his eyelids were drooping and his head was nodding.

First, they went up the mountain to find deer antlers, then carried dozens of kilograms of venison down the mountain. They were startled by something unknown, and after returning, they didn't even have time to drink water before heading straight to town.

Finding people, fighting with the joint defense team, fighting with the police station —

"Sigh, listen to the second son's family, let's stay in town for the night." Zhang Jianshe felt a pang of heartache looking at his son's dazed state and couldn't help but say.

"Someone has to come back and tell us, otherwise Mother and my eldest sister will be worried to death." Zhang Wenshan yawned. "Besides, my second brother-in-law's family doesn't have any space. The farm machinery factory... forget it."

He didn't continue.

If I actually went to the agricultural machinery factory, I'm afraid I'd sleep even more restlessly.

People fear becoming famous, just as pigs fear growing fat; becoming famous without sufficient ability is not a good thing.

"That's true, you also have a grudge against the agricultural machinery factory." Zhang Jianshe snapped out of his thoughts and nodded. "What will happen to those people? You'll have to deal with them when you go to town in the future—"

Even the second son-in-law and that director said they would definitely deal with it severely.

He was still a little worried and subconsciously wanted to ask his son, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't hear a reply.

Zhang Jianshe glanced at him sideways.

Zhang Jianshe turned his head and saw that his son had fallen asleep with his head tilted to the side. He was stunned for a moment before he remembered how much his son had done that day. He gently moved his body and leaned his shoulder over so that Zhang Wenshan could lean on him more steadily.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, several lights suddenly appeared on the road.

"Father, is that your uncle?"

Upon hearing his daughter's voice, Zhang Jianshe quickly responded, instinctively stood up, and then hurriedly sat back down.

"Jianshe, what happened?"

Also present was Captain Wang Tieshan. Upon seeing Zhang Wenshan with his eyes closed, he immediately became anxious and inquired with concern.

"It's nothing, I'm just too tired."

Zhang Jianshe's head was still spinning, and he didn't understand whether he should or shouldn't talk about what was going on in town, so he could only mumble something.

"When I went there, the state-run restaurant was closed. There were a lot of rules there, so I didn't come back until I finished working there."

"Sigh, it's all because of the village's affairs. I feel bad for Shanzi." Wang Tieshan nodded, without suspecting anything.

He knew about Zhang Wenshan's joint well-drilling plan and also knew that he had asked someone from the state-owned hotel to pull strings.

This trip is to deliver a gift, so it's normal for it to be a bit troublesome.

Zhang Fengxia blinked, clearly sensing something was wrong, and pursed her lips without saying a word.

He returned home shortly afterward.

Wang Tieshan drove the carriage back directly, and Lang Qiuping also went home alone.

Zhang Jianshe and Zhao Hongwei then helped Zhang Wenshan onto the kang (a heated brick bed).

"He must be exhausted, he hasn't even woken up yet." Xu Xiulian felt even more distressed listening to her son's thunderous snoring.

"Father, what happened?" Zhang Fengxia finally couldn't help but ask.

Zhang Wenhui also cast a curious glance at her.

"It's nothing, go to sleep." Zhang Jianshe mumbled, then silently turned and went inside. "You can ask him yourselves tomorrow."

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"Something big must have happened." Zhang Fengxia kept nodding.

Xu Xiulian agreed, saying, "Your father is definitely hiding something."

"I guess the fourth brother has shown his skills again." Zhang Wenhui nodded thoughtfully. She could clearly sense that her father's attitude towards her younger brother had changed.

"It's a pity he can't speak properly." Zhang Fengxia glared at Zhao Hongwei. "What good are you—"

Before he could finish speaking, he was slapped on the head.

"How dare you talk like that?" Xu Xiulian said irritably. "Apologize to Hongwei."

"Apologize? Ask him—"

"Snapped!"

"I was wrong, I was wrong, okay?"

Amidst the family's laughter and chatter, Zhang Wenshan slept soundly.

the next day.

When Zhang Wenshan got up, it was already broad daylight. Every part of his body ached, and a feeling of soreness filled every cell. He didn't want to get up at all.

He lingered for a while before finally crawling out of bed.

It's not really interesting if you don't get up, especially since we don't have cell phones these days.

"Why didn't you sleep a little longer?" Xu Xiulian, who was picking vegetables at the door, heard the voice, turned around and saw her son, and quickly stood up. "Are you hungry? The food is in the pot."

"Hmm." Zhang Wenshan nodded.

Xu Xiulian had already brought out the food.

It wasn't the usual cornmeal, coarse cornmeal, and mustard tubers, but a small bowl of white rice served with gizzards; it looked like it was loaded with ingredients.

"Mother, this—"

Zhang Wenshan was completely stunned.

Ga Yazi's cooking is still acceptable, but my mother clearly wants to improve her cooking skills.

But white rice is too extravagant!

You have to understand, there was no high-quality grain at home, and there wasn't much in the village either, so this must have been bought with money.

"I was so tired yesterday I could barely move. I need to eat something good to replenish myself," Xu Xiulian said, pushing the bowl in front of her son. "Try your mother's cooking."

"Um."

Zhang Wenshan was really hungry. Without saying a word, he sat down, picked up a piece of fish with his chopsticks, put it in his bowl, and shoveled it into his mouth with rice.

The fish tasted so-so.

More importantly, it has the long-lost taste of rice—soft, sticky, sweet, and easy to chew without hurting your throat when swallowed.

It felt incredibly comfortable.

It's been a long time since he last ate at a state-run restaurant.

"Come on, let's eat together."

Zhang Wenshan took a few bites and noticed a pair of small feet peeking out from beside the door frame of the main house. He immediately smiled and spoke up.

Upon hearing the noise, Zhao Qiang immediately ran out.

His face was full of anticipation.

"Why give him food?" Xu Xiulian stopped her grandson. "This is all you have, eat it yourself."

It's true that my mother treats me well.

But they're not bad to their grandsons either; at least they won't proactively refuse to share anything with them.

Even the slow-witted Zhang Wenshan sensed something was wrong and asked seriously, "What's wrong, Mother?"

"Fourth brother, maybe you shouldn't go to town anymore," Xu Xiulian murmured. "I thought town was some kind of nice place, but it turns out it's not much different from our village—fighting people, labeling people—"

As she spoke, her eyes welled up with tears: "It was too dangerous."

Zhao Qiang couldn't understand what the adults were saying, but he knew that his grandmother was crying. He immediately reached out to wipe Xu Xiulian's eyes and said firmly, "Grandma, don't cry. I won't eat. I won't eat. Give it all to Uncle."

"It's none of your business."

Zhang Wenshan smiled and shook his head, then got up, took his little nephew from his mother's arms, and put him on a chair.

"Eat it yourself."

Patting Zhao Qiang on the head, he said to his mother, "Yesterday's incident was an accident. Usually, it's nothing. My sister and her family go there every day, and they've never run into anyone."

"But, but if we run into each other, it'll be over." Xu Xiulian patted her chest with lingering fear. "I didn't know the town was so chaotic before."

Last night, Zhang Jianshe finally told the truth after being pressed by her repeatedly.

After hearing this, her idealized view of the town shattered.

Why is it even more dangerous than the village?

"Those are all problems left over from the past."

Zhang Wenshan said with a smile.

"Things will get better and better in the future. Everyone's safety will be guaranteed, and as long as we work hard, we can all live a good life."

He spoke with unwavering conviction.

Because he'd seen it before!

Xu Xiulian opened her mouth, about to speak.

Suddenly, Aunt Zhu's anxious voice came from outside: "Shanzi, the police are looking for you."