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

The first generation fought the Japanese, the second generation sat on the ground like cannons, and the third generation knew how to handle things.

When the fox's tailbone was taken out, even Lu Weiguo was taken aback.

This thing is quite rare, a tailbone that can be used as a pendant for girls.

That fox must have been born a white fox; he didn't believe that a local Northeasterner wouldn't know this.

It's not surprising, though. Foxes are easy to catch, as long as Lu Weiguo really wants to.

If he hears the news, he'll get it no matter where it is, even if it's at the ends of the earth.

Moreover, the nine-tailed fox is heavy because of its tailbone.

The main reason is that Director Xiong really put in the effort; he first found out that the family had a daughter.

Then we can prepare to release this great product.

Anyone would be moved by that.

Although wealth doesn't last three generations, Director Xiong is quite adept at handling things and also has a certain degree of self-discipline.

There's no way I'll squander my family's wealth.

Using a government truck as cover, they finally brought the tiger back late at night.

This was Lu Weiguo's first visit to the Xiong family.

The compound at the foot of the mountain is surrounded by walls.

Upon entering the gate, the first thing you see is a courtyard with pine trees as thick as a thigh.

The yard was full of Siberian roe deer, the mythical creatures of Northeast China.

That silly roe deer wasn't afraid of people at all, running all over the yard, which made Wangcai's eyes light up.

I've seen stupid people, but I've never seen anyone this stupid. Even Lu Jiacheng clapped his hands with joy when he saw it.

Touching this and touching that.

Even when they smelled the tiger's scent, they didn't know to run away; they just stuck their heads into the pine needles.

"My dad's health isn't good, and he's been planning to retire on medical grounds for the past two years. He's just been bored, so he's been playing with these things in the yard for fun."

Director Xiong explained, somewhat embarrassed.

Lu Weiguo is a formidable hunter who can even take down tigers.

Catching a roe deer is a piece of cake.

There's no need for that.

Lu Weiguo smiled but didn't say anything, only inwardly cursing the "dog landlord"!

Why didn't you sweep his house?

Passing through the courtyard, you'll find three two-story buildings.

Director Xiong explained, "This is where we eat. There's a big pot on the second floor, specifically for making iron pot stews. My old man really likes that stuff."

That's where my husband keeps his treasured items. If he agrees, I'll take you there tomorrow.

After introducing this, instead of leading Lu Weiguo into the house, she secretly pulled the others towards the backyard.

"That tiger blood is a good thing, let's not waste it, let's process it all while it's fresh."

The backyard was full of fresh vegetables, but around the corner, behind the artificial rockery, was a completely different scene.

Pushing open the stone gate of the artificial hill reveals a passageway leading deep underground.

Lu Weiguo knew at a glance that this was a wine cellar.

After all, there were several thermometers hanging on the wall not far down the street.

And you know what? Leaders back then were quite particular.

However, when Lu Weiguo went inside, apart from the basement full of Moutai, he didn't see many other good wines.

People from Northeast China prefer to drink baijiu (Chinese liquor).

Especially the loose white wine, with its strong flavor, warms you from your stomach to your whole body with just one sip, making it perfect for the winters in Northeast China.

Sure enough, behind that pile of Moutai, four large bins were filled with their own homemade liquor.

Upon opening the bottle, a strong aroma of alcohol wafts out.

"Don't let the price of that Maotai fool you; my old man doesn't like it. I'm the one who usually drinks it. The real good stuff is in these few jars."

My husband brewed it himself, using five kinds of grains, and he also added Chinese medicinal herbs such as ginseng and angelica.

It's all made according to strict proportions, purely wild-caught, with a sweet taste. Many leaders come here just for a sip of this wine.

While my father is sleeping, let's soak tiger blood and tiger bones in his water.

Lu Weiguo had just thought he wouldn't squander the family fortune when this damn rich kid mentality kicked in.

Fortunately, these are all things from the tiger, so even if his old man knew, he wouldn't say anything.

Tiger bones and tiger blood, without knowing the exact proportions, were all dumped into that big wine vat.

I don't know who leaked the news.

They had just finished dealing with the human traffickers when the provincial leader who came to deal with them, along with several leaders from the Forestry Bureau, came over for a visit.

High-ranking officials were in front, accompanied by drivers and secretaries.

The scene frightened the old master of the Xiong family so much that he threw on a jacket and came out.

Upon seeing Director Xiong, he immediately launched into a tirade of abuse.

I thought this chubby kid had gotten into some trouble.

When Lu Weiguo first met Director Xiong's father, he almost burst out laughing.

The father and son were practically identical.

It looks like the two bears, Xiong Da and Xiong Er, are standing together.

After hearing the reason, Director Xiong's father looked at Lu Weiguo in shock, waved to Lu Weiguo, indicating that they were all family and that he would talk to him later.

They took those leaders and went to the backyard where the tigers were kept.

The leaders were having a conversation, and the driver and secretary would take them there and then return.

Lu Weiguo and Lu Jiacheng were playing with the silly roe deer in the front yard.

This silly roe deer isn't afraid of people.

Lu Jiacheng stomped his feet and shouted, scaring the silly roe deer away.

A moment later, the silly roe deer returned, blinking its big, innocent eyes, constantly trying to figure out who made the sound.

This made Lu Jiacheng laugh heartily.

This was originally a wonderful thing.

But when a pale-faced secretary came out, he looked at Lu Weiguo with a dark expression and a businesslike demeanor, and said coldly, "Where is the tiger's thigh bone and blood?"

Did you hide it? That excuse about the crippled tiger might fool others, but it might fool me.

"You're the one who shot the tiger! Tell me what happened! Where is it hiding?"

When the secretary spoke, Lu Weiguo was dumbfounded. He looked at the silly roe deer and then at the young man.

For a moment, it's hard to tell who's the biggest fool!

Oh.

Liu Dazhuang is the dumbest.

This kid is riding a roe deer, running all over the yard.

Even his broken arm didn't affect him.

"Dude, are you serious?"

Lu Weiguo's lips twitched.

With such a statement, how could someone be a secretary to a provincial leader?

Either he's the child of some leader, brought along for training, or he's pretending to be stupid to convey the leader's intentions.

But no matter which one it is, what does it have to do with him?

However, judging from his serious expression, he guessed it was the second one.

If that's the case, then this leader is in real trouble.

They wouldn't accept just a tiger skin and the tiger meat; they insisted on taking the whole thing back with them.

"This is state property, and it's a protected animal. If you don't tell the truth, I can arrest you."

The cold face, intimidation, threats, and intimidation were similar to how some departments handled cases in later generations.

After being frightened by the person who filed the report, the case was dropped.

Anyway, it's all about smoothing things over, as long as it doesn't cause trouble for myself.

"It's just a cripple, why can't we kill it? This is a tiger, after all. Why don't we give you a gun and you try going up the mountain?"

Lu Weiguo dared not say anything more, insisting that he was a crippled tiger.

That's how some things are; everyone pretends to be confused even when they know the truth.

But who would be the smart one to let it slip?

He was the one who made the mistake.