Reborn in the 1980s: Nine Stunning Beauties Get Pregnant Before Marriage

This sight immediately reminded him of the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle that the system had rewarded him with. It was a good thing, but unfortunately it only came with ten bullets. Every time he fired one, he lost one bullet.

Gun control is now tightening, and ordinary people can't buy military-grade 7.62 ammunition. Those ten bullets have to be saved for hunting big prey.

The rifle that the system rewarded me with shouldn't be shown to others easily, but the hunting rifle that's on display is the real deal.

Suppressing his excitement, he pointed to the double-barreled shotgun and asked the saleswoman behind the counter, "Comrade, how much is this shotgun?"

The saleswoman looked up and sized him up: "This gun costs 150 yuan. You need to apply for a gun license at the Public Security Bureau first. You can only buy it if you have a license."

Chen Yongqiang usually uses homemade bird guns in the village. The regulations are not so strict in the countryside, but if he wants a proper hunting rifle, he has to go through the proper procedures.

He thought about the certificates he needed to get the permit and the guarantor he needed to find, and he knew that this was not something that could be done in a short time.

"I see. Then I'll look at the others first." His gaze turned to the hunting knives on the shelf.

The knife had a thick, heavy blade and a solidly crafted leather scabbard; it was clearly a good one.

Chen Yongqiang then noticed the newly arrived mining lamps on the shelf; their aluminum casings were shiny and much better than the one he was currently using.

"I'll take that hunting knife and that miner's lamp," he thought. Since he couldn't buy a gun, he would at least get these practical tools.

After paying, he tucked the new hunting knife into his waistband and carefully placed the miner's lamp into the wheelbarrow.

As he pushed the cart out of the supply and marketing cooperative, he glanced back at the hunting rifle in the shop window. Once he got his gun license, he was determined to take the rifle home.

It was past one o'clock in the afternoon when Chen Yongqiang pushed his wheelbarrow back to his courtyard.

"Xiulian, I'm back!" he called into the house.

Lin Xiulian hurried out of the house and saw that he was covered in sweat. She quickly took the coat he had taken off and said, "You're back so late. You must be starving. The food is still warming up in the pot. I'll go heat it up."

Chen Yongqiang responded and began unloading things from the car.

The first thing he picked up was the newly bought miner's lamp. He went under the eaves and charged the lamp.

"How's business today?" Lin Xiulian asked as she started a fire in the kitchen.

"They've all been sold." Chen Yongqiang hung the newly bought hunting knife on the wall of the main room and placed two pieces of cloth on the table. "These are the cloths I bought for you. Make a new dress for it when it gets cold."

Lin Xiulian looked at the blue and white floral fabric and said, "You're wasting money again."

"I made a lot of money today. I need to buy what I need." Chen Yongqiang said, taking the money out of the bag and putting it on the table, then counting it again.

"The wild boar meat and those two bellies sold for a total of 165 yuan."

"I bought six feet of floral fabric to make clothes for you, and three feet of blue fabric for myself, which cost eight yuan and thirty cents. Salt, matches, and other miscellaneous items cost one yuan and twenty cents. The new hunting knife cost fifteen yuan. This new miner's lamp was the most expensive, costing twenty-two yuan and fifty cents."

"The total is forty-six yuan. One hundred and sixty-five minus forty-six, there is one hundred and nineteen yuan left."

This amount made Lin Xiulian gasp. She remembered that even after a year of hard work, her family couldn't save that much money.

Chen Yongqiang carefully put the money away: "I'll buy some more things another day, and I'll go back to your parents' house with you to explain things to your father."

Lin Xiulian took these words to heart, turned around and took out the heated food from the pot: "Let's eat first."

Now that Chen Yongqiang has money, he has the confidence to challenge his father-in-law.

After eating, he lay down for a while, and the sun was already setting in the west.

Chen Yongqiang got up and splashed his face with well water, which immediately refreshed him.

Lin Xiulian had already prepared the wild boar's head as instructed, scalding it with boiling water and scraping off the hair. It was now placed in a bamboo basket.

He picked up the basket, put in three incense sticks, and walked alone toward the hillside behind the village.

The mountain god temple is not large. Inside the hall, a clay statue of the mountain god stands quietly, its majestic gaze still looking down on those who come to worship.

Chen Yongqiang placed the bamboo basket in front of the offering table, took out the wild boar's head, and arranged it neatly.

The grotesque pig's head, with its mouth agape and tusks bared, had become the most sincere offering.

Chen Yongqiang held incense and bowed three times.

"Mountain God above,"

He gazed at the statue and silently prayed, "Thank you for your protection, allowing us to hunt this wild boar, exchange it for money, and make our lives a little easier. Here, have a taste of this pig's head."

Amidst the swirling smoke of cigarettes, he wondered if the mysterious system had any connection to this mountain god. Some things are more effective when the heart is sincere; there's no need to delve too deeply into them.

"Please bless us with safe journeys into the mountains in the future, and that we may have a fruitful trip. Also, please keep Xiulian and our family safe and sound."

He inserted the incense sticks into the incense burner, bowed respectfully three times, and silently expressed his gratitude to the mountain god for his protection.

Just as he was about to straighten up, a mechanical voice suddenly rang in his mind:

[Triggering Quest: In the ancient forest of Xishan'ao, thousand-year-old wild fruit trees are being attacked by pests and are showing signs of abnormal withering. Please proceed immediately to deal with the situation.]

[Task Reward: 20 Blessing Points.]

He knew that thousand-year-old wild fruit tree in Xishan'ao all too well.

When I was a child, my playmates and I would often run to the trees and wait to pick up the ripe wild fruits that had fallen to the ground.

The fruit was sweet and juicy, and it was his sweetest childhood memory.

But from some point onwards, the tree stopped bearing fruit; it turned out it had been infested with insects.

It was almost dusk, and Xishan'ao was still some distance away.

When he arrived at the thousand-year-old wild fruit tree, the sight before him made his heart skip a beat.

The tree canopy, which should have been lush and leafy, was now mostly yellow, with a thick layer of fallen leaves covering it.

He crouched down, picked at the bark with his finger, and a piece of rotten bark fell off, revealing white insect eggs wriggling inside.

Longhorn beetle infestation detected; insect eggs have penetrated deep into the tree trunk. Immediate treatment is required.

The system's notification sound confirmed his judgment.

These longhorn beetles are a major enemy of trees, no wonder the old trees have stopped bearing fruit in recent years.

If left unchecked, this ancient tree will soon collapse.

He carefully cleaned the wormholes on the tree trunk with the tip of his hunting knife.

After cleaning the visible insect holes on the surface, he took out some spiritual spring water from the system space and poured it around the tree roots.

The moment the spring water seeped into the soil, the ancient tree's withered branches trembled slightly, and the whole tree seemed to regain a little vitality.

"This spring water can help you hold on for a while, but the root of the problem still needs to be treated with special medicine." He gently stroked the rough tree trunk, as if comforting an old friend who was ill.

He straightened up and looked at the huge tree canopy, which still showed signs of decay in the night.

The larvae had already burrowed deep into the tree trunk. Cleaning the surface and nourishing them with the spiritual spring water could only temporarily slow their descent, not eradicate them completely.

We must get some pesticide specifically for killing longhorn beetles and inject it into the tree trunk to completely eliminate these borers.

We must save this old tree that has accompanied him as he grew up, and make it bloom and bear fruit again.

"We need to buy that kind of medicine that can be injected into the tree trunk to cure it completely," Chen Yongqiang muttered to himself.