Rebirth 78: Hunting for Treasure in the Mountains, Spoiling My Wife and Daughter to the Heavens

"Brother Qian, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Do you need me to stay with you for a while?"

Inside the tent, after a few rounds of drinks, everyone had started drinking their own beverages.

After three or four cups of loose white wine...

He's a drunkard who drinks every day.

I'm feeling a bit dazed.

"I...I'm fine, I'll go to the restroom first."

Qian Yunshan awkwardly pushed Liu Jia away.

The other leaders all went out with the female educated youths around them.

It takes more than ten minutes to go to the toilet.

How could he not understand what had happened?

But what about his current situation?

It's really unusable; it won't even stand up straight. Taking Liu Jia out with me won't help either.

"Brother! You should have said so earlier, I would have gone with you."

Liu Jia jumped off his lap and playfully grabbed Qian Yunshan's arm.

"Never mind, let's go together later. I need to get some fresh air."

Two refusals have already made their stance clear.

Liu Jia was very good at reading people's expressions, and with a smile, she escorted Qian Yunshan to the tent entrance.

He even opened the tent himself.

"He's out, bro!"

Lu Weiguo and his companion remained crouched in a snowdrift not far away.

While sipping wine and eating dried meat, they also gently massaged Wangcai's body.

"By myself?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Weiguo immediately poked his head out of the snowdrift.

"Hmm! Just me, seems to have had too much to drink?"

Lu Weiguo looked up and saw the fat man swaying from side to side as he walked to a tree and unzipped his pants.

"Why am I the only one here?"

Lu Weiguo frowned slightly. Shouldn't he bring a female companion like everyone else?

He came out on his own, and there were no witnesses around. If something were to happen, he wouldn't have any witnesses to speak to.

After all, who would have thought that a man could control himself in that kind of environment, especially when he was drunk?

In Lu Weiguo's view, no one could do it.

I never expected that Qian Yunshan would be so frightened by him.

"What should we do? Bro, they can really drink. It's been three or four hours and they still haven't finished."

Liu Dazhuang was so scared that his arms were about to go numb from the cold.

Instead of just squatting here, you might as well go for a stroll in the mountains.

"Wait! No rush. In these kinds of situations, people usually drink all day long, and there are so many women with them. They wouldn't have a problem staying all night."

Didn't you see those young men busily gathering firewood nearby? It's all for them.

Liu Dazhuang felt that he had learned something new.

Seeing that this silly boy couldn't stay still any longer.

Lu Weiguo continued, "Just treat that fatso as prey. Remember what I told you? Hunting requires patience. If you really encounter a white fox or something..."

Just staking out it requires several days of waiting.

Despite always going up the mountain, they've always had good luck.

As for the other hunters, they might actually kill a wild boar or something.

We would have to stay on the mountain for five or six days.

They lay down in snowdrifts and crawled through snow caves.

All the underlying health problems I developed occurred around this time.

Otherwise, it would be said that hunters, who are utterly heartless, do not live long; it is the revenge of the prey that dies under their guns.

Scientifically speaking, it's because the illness started when I was young. No normal person could endure lying motionless in a snowdrift for a day or two.

At the very least, cold air will enter the body, causing rheumatoid arthritis.

"I get it now, it's just a fat wild boar! I'll crush his big basket too!"

(A big basket is, in Northeastern dialect, two eggs sandwiched between a chopstick.)

"Pfft."

Lu Weiguo remembered the wild boar from earlier and immediately laughed.

Then he started coaxing the lynx, Wangcai: "Little ancestor, I've been begging you all day, just do me a favor, the same spot, the neck, jump onto its shoulder, and bite it to pieces."

"You do this all the time, right? Can't you give me some face? I won't force you to poop or pee anymore."

Wangcai nestled in his arms, and his previously aggrieved expression vanished instantly.

It's as if they're saying we really don't need to poop or pee anymore?

"You little rascal, how come you're so smart? Really, it's not necessary. If you feel comfortable torturing yourself like this, I'll be struck by lightning. I swear to Grandma Huang, now you believe me, right?"

He didn't know whether Wangcai believed it or not.

However, after a day of listlessness, Wangcai licked Lu Weiguo's palm one last time, then jumped up a tree and disappeared into the forest.

In Northeast China, this animal is believed to have a spirit, and that animal is believed to have a spirit.

They can't beat any large animals, and they dare not fight any small animals.

Actually, the most intelligent animals are felines.

Anyone who has ever kept a black cat in the rural areas of Northeast China knows this.

If you have a black cat at home, you don't need to feed it regularly.

Because you simply can't find it.

However, from then on, your house will never have any mice again.

Especially around the 1990s.

Several incidents have occurred in Northeast China, some related to people and others to natural disasters.

However, many families have black cats at home.

For some reason, it wakes people up from their sleep a day early.

Lu Weiguo had also personally experienced this somewhat magical experience, which is why he felt so close to lynxes.

"Oh my god, that little devil is finally gone. Dazhuang, go find the rabbit we hid nearby, and leave a few more footprints while you're at it. Don't come back unless I call you, okay?"

With Wangcai's movement, the plan was already more than half complete!

Barring any unforeseen circumstances...

But some things just don't go as planned.

Just as Lu Weiguo was constantly confirming the route and calculating the time in his mind...

A GAZ-53 truck, roaring loudly, sped toward this place, taking advantage of the last rays of the setting sun.

Lu Weiguo looked up and knew something bad was going to happen when he saw the color of the big truck.

Late 1970s and early 1980s.

Russian GAZ trucks have already appeared in many parts of Northeast China.

It is powerful, durable, and easy to maintain.

But only one company is using this dark green one.

That's the military!

Isn't it just a roundup?

Why are the military here?

Lu Weiguo squatted in the snowdrift, stunned.

Thoughts churned in his mind, and a bold idea emerged.

Could it be?

Could this be Qian Yunshan's last trump card?

Or is it that this fatso's life is not meant to end?

The GAZ truck stopped not far away.

Two men wearing dark green training uniforms got out of the car.

At that time, there were no shoulder badges or other forms of identification.

However, both of them were wearing glasses, giving them a scholarly air.

Lu Weiguo became increasingly certain of his conjecture.

At that time, the military also had an office in the area to handle enlistment and related issues.

In particular, the situation regarding educated youth and local enlistment quotas.

"Damn it!" Lu Weiguo cursed under his breath, his eyes darting around.

Then he got up and walked directly towards the tent.

The two soldiers heard the commotion and glanced over.

However, seeing Lu Weiguo greeting the other workers familiarly, he didn't pay any attention and let the workers lead him into the tent.

Lu Weiguo quickened his pace and nodded to the two young men carrying firewood who were waiting at the door.

He then lifted the curtain and went inside!