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

"Mom, I'm not going back with him. Weiguo even said he'd bring an oxcart to pick me up."

Also, why did you mention Weiguo hunting to his face?

Only after watching Zhang Dexing leave did Li Xiulian dare to speak.

"An oxcart is nowhere near as comfortable as a car! Girl, how come you're getting more and more ungrateful? Your classmate is handsome and a high-ranking official's son!"

He's much better than that old farmer! Like a dog biting Lü Dongbin, he doesn't appreciate a kind heart.

Before Wu Guifen could speak, Li Xiuhe adopted a look of watching a good show.

"Third brother! That's enough! You've wasted your education, and you still call yourself an educator?! Watch your mouth!"

Wu Guifen stepped forward, snatched Xiao Jiacheng from her, and kicked Li Xiuhe.

"Xiulian, a local official has more power than a distant one. You and Lu Weiguo can't be too honest. Meat from the mountains is a rare commodity after all."

I told you Wei Hui would be hunting, so send that kid plenty of supplies then.

Next year, we'll assign you some jobs that require more centimeters; that'll be better than anything else.

Wu Guifen had experience in struggle, so she naturally considered things more carefully.

Moreover, it's obvious to anyone with eyes that Zhang Dexing has feelings for Li Xiulian.

Let's not forget the son-in-law who's good at hunting; let's give him some support.

When Zhang Dexing goes to Fendou Village, he'll be bullied to death by this honest and simple son-in-law!

Li Xiulian understood her mother's good intentions and could only nod in agreement.

However, she still thought of Zhao Yangyang, the three of them were classmates back then.

After Zhang Dexing goes to Fendou Village, if all else fails, have Zhao Yangyang act as an intermediary and invite Zhang Dexing to a meal.

If you have a good talk with Zhang Dexing, he'll probably take better care of her husband.

. . . . .

The next day, just as dawn broke.

Lu Dewang then dug out two knives that he had kept hidden for half his life from under the stones at the deepest part of the cellar.

It is about six inches long and is a scimitar with a sharp blade.

Bring it up the mountain; you can use it to cut the mushroom roots when picking mushrooms, or to dig up some wild mountain vegetables.

It was eight inches long, with a slightly worn tip, but the blade was still very sharp.

It is a traditional, old-fashioned hunting knife.

According to the old man, these two knives were left behind by his mother when she was a shaman.

One was used for skinning animals, and the other for self-defense.

In 1973, when all the ironware in Northeast China was handed over, he couldn't bear to take it out.

Now that my two sons are going up the mountain, it's perfect to take this out for self-defense!

No one could be like Lu Weiguo, just carrying a basket on his back and running up the mountain like an idiot.

"Dad, you're amazing! You even have such a good thing. I was just worried about not having a hunting knife and was thinking of asking you to ask the blacksmith to forge one for me!"

Lu Weiguo's eyes lit up when he saw the two knives.

This is almost exactly the same as the sword he carried in the Xingan Mountains in his previous life.

One end was tied to the leg, and the other end was tucked under the right waistband.

No matter what special circumstances arise on the mountain, it can be pulled out immediately.

"Get lost! It'd be better if it ended up in your hands; this is for your older brother!"

"Okay, okay, you can give it to whoever you want."

Lu Dewang gave them some more instructions, and after hearing the rooster crow, he let the two brothers go up the mountain.

When the rooster crows, all the ghosts disappear, and only then can you avoid encountering those mountain spirits when you go up the mountain.

This is what the older generation says.

From a scientific perspective, the rising sun suppresses the cool air from the ground, making it less likely for people to develop rheumatism when they are on the mountain.

The sun dispels the fog, making it less likely to get lost in the mountains.

The two brothers went to the mass grave in front of the mountain this time. It wasn't far away, and they didn't need an oxcart.

Aside from holidays and the Mid-Autumn Festival when people visit graves, few people come here, so the chances of encountering a fire-breathing fox are relatively high.

With my older brother chatting with me, the journey up the mountain didn't seem so boring.

After crossing two hills, the two felt a chill. Without even looking around, Lu Weiguo knew they had reached the area of ​​the mass grave.

The chaotic graveyards in Northeast China are not like the ones depicted in later TV dramas; they are just small patches of graves.

It's not just one mountain peak.

With a mountain behind, a green dragon on the left, a white tiger on the right, and a bright hall in front, and with winding waterways, the burial site is designed to gather and retain auspicious energy, bringing blessings, wealth, and unparalleled prosperity to the living. The expansive ocean outside the burial site can accommodate ten thousand horses, ensuring that future generations will have a bright future and continuous good fortune.

It's the kind of auspicious place that the older generation talks about.

"Fourth brother, stop daydreaming, start picking mushrooms. If we see a fox, we'll see what happens. If not, we can pick mushrooms for a few more days and save up some money."

If all else fails, take Dad to the county town for medical treatment. Anyway, you've stopped gambling now, so if we brothers work hard, things will get better.

"Brother, that's a story for later. Just give me those two knives first."

As soon as Lu Weiguo arrived, he saw a lot of rat droppings, and at that moment, he couldn't hear anything else.

"Our father won't allow it," Lu Baojia said seriously.

"Oh dear, Dad can't see this. I'll return it to you when we get back. What kind of ghost would I sell a knife to in this desolate wilderness?"

Looking at his brother Sanbuji, Lu Baojia had no choice but to take out the two knives from his basket.

Watching Lu Weiguo skillfully tie one knife to his trouser leg and tuck the other into his lower back, I was secretly amazed!

If they weren't family, judging from their demeanor, they would definitely think Lu Weiguo was a skilled hunter.

"Brother, let's go our separate ways and meet up here at noon."

Lu Weiguo chose a direction, and without waiting for Lu Baojia's consent, he sped off and disappeared from sight.

Even on the mountain, one cannot call people by name. Lu Baojia shook his head and sighed, assuming that Lu Weiguo couldn't endure the hardship and had gone to find a place to rest.

Thinking of picking more mushrooms today, so that I can share half with Lu Weiguo later.

At least when I get home, I'll have something to say.

But Lu Weiguo, at this moment, was like a wild horse that had broken free of its reins, having truly found his comfort zone.

He had hardly ever been to this mountain in his previous life.

Firstly, I'm too timid to go to a place where there are tombstones everywhere.

Secondly, it was also because he didn't know how to hunt at that time.

But today, my first time here, I was amazed by the traces of these small animals!

You can see all kinds of animal droppings just by walking a few steps, especially the droppings of mountain rats that are shaped like beans.

Anyone who has attended junior high school knows that land is vertically divided into an organic matter layer, a humus layer, an leached layer (soil layer), and a sedimentary layer (sand and gravel layer).

The mountainous areas of Northeast China are full of black soil due to their unique geology.

Therefore, the first three layers are relatively thin and the soil is loose, making them unsuitable for small animals to live in.

The sand and gravel layer is quite hard, and small animals can't scratch it with their claws!

But this is a mass grave!

The holes have been dug for the people; the little mice and the like can just move in and live there.

Foxes feed on mice, so they just need to dig a little deeper.

You could say that stepping outside is like entering a "self-service restaurant," life couldn't be better!

They say the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind!

This Lu Weiguo is a human who runs a "self-service restaurant"!

If he can't catch a fox again, then he'll have wasted three years of his previous life living in the Greater Khingan Mountains!