Reborn in the 60s, I hunt to support my family and even seduce the village beauty.

"Uncle Yang, there's definitely something under this rock!"

"There are usually worms under the rocks, so be careful."

Yang Shunong found a stick and pried the stone open, while Chang Kun stood to the side holding a branch.

The stone was pried open, and what came into view was indeed a grayish-green snake, about three fingers thick, with its neck tilted back and its tongue flicking out.

"Hey, let me do it."

Yang Shunong swung his stick and struck the snake's head directly, causing the snake's body to go limp. The commune's security captain was indeed quite capable.

"We have to take out the gallbladder of this snake while it's still fresh, otherwise it'll be gone." Yang Shunong stepped forward, found a stone, used the sharp end to cut open the snake's belly, and dug out the gallbladder.

"Little Kun, eat this. This gallbladder clears heat and detoxifies; it's a good thing!"

Chang Kun shuddered, shook his head, and indicated that he could not accept this.

Yang Shunong glanced at Chang Kun with an expression that said he didn't know what he was talking about, then tilted his head back, put the snake gall into his mouth, and swallowed it down with a 'glug', making an expression of enjoyment.

Chang Kun quickly brought over a water bottle and told Yang Shunong to drink some water. He said that if he ate it raw, it would be strange if it didn't taste good.

The snake was a little over a meter long and weighed only about two kilograms. It was just the right size to make soup. Chang Kun put it in a burlap sack and had Yang Shunong take it back.

Just as the two were about to part ways.

Chang Kun sensed that on the other side of the hill more than 400 meters away, there were several large creatures slowly moving, which seemed to be about the size of sheep.

He glanced down at the gun in his hand. Now that he had encountered it, he couldn't let it go.

He grabbed Yang Shunong, "Grandpa, wait a minute, listen over there, isn't there something calling out?" This was naturally Chang Kun's excuse to fool Yang Shunong, otherwise how could he explain that he had spotted prey across a hill?

"What? You found something else? Let's go, it's on the way anyway, let's take a look." Yang Shunong found this nephew to be a bit amazing.

……

Jin Sanjia returned to the village, intending to borrow a gun to hunt wild boars.

The villagers who owned guns had been going into the mountains for several days without any success. They were exhausted and their spirits were low. This was the perfect time for them to borrow guns, and they could offer a small reward if necessary.

Walking along the village path, he was thinking about which house to borrow a gun from.

Suddenly, I saw Chang Kun's mother, Liu Meifen, holding a water bead holder. Where was she going?

Jin Sanjia secretly followed them and discovered that Liu Meifen had entered Zhang Pianxin's new home.

He understood; this was the benefit Chang Kun had given to Zhang Quhun!

Zhang Quhun followed Chang Kun to hunt wild boars and rabbits. He heard from Old Man Zhang that he didn't get much, but now, they've given him a gun.

This gun must be worth at least a hundred or two hundred dollars!

Giving it to Zhang Ershazi is a complete waste!

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Does that idiot even know how to use a gun?!

If I were still following Chang Kun, this gun would be mine now!

Oh! How could I have been so short-sighted back then!

After waiting a minute or two, Jin Sanjia walked out from behind the tree after Zhang Pianxin saw Liu Meifen out of the yard. Here comes the gun.

Zhang Ershazi isn't home; he went to work at the team's office.

I can just go over there to borrow a gun and give Old Man Zhang a little something extra; he'll be all smiles and eager to oblige.

Jin Sanjia swaggered into the Zhang family's house: "Old man Zhang, busy at home?"

Zhang Pianxin was sitting on the kang (a heated brick bed) touching his gun when he suddenly heard someone enter and speak. He saw it was Jin Sanjia, the village hoodlum, and immediately said irritably, "What are you doing here?"

It's no wonder Zhang Pianxin's tone was bad; Jin Sanjia already had a bad reputation in the village, and he didn't even greet people outside when he entered their homes, which really shows he had no sense of propriety.

"Hehe, grandpa, grandpa Zhang, I've come to deliver some money to you."

Zhang Pianxin glanced at him sideways without saying a word; how many truths could a village scoundrel have?

"Really, sir, look, I'll give you a dime, I'll lend you this gun for three days."

"What the hell? You want to borrow a gun for a dime? And for three days? Bullets are five cents a round, what kind of math are you talking about! Get out of here!" Thinking he could get away with this, he's really made a mistake!

"Grandpa, that's not how you do it! Chang Kun borrowed the captain's gun a few days ago, used it for three days, and gave him two ground rats. Ground rats were selling for five cents each a couple of days ago, so that's like borrowing a gun for one cent for three days." Jin Sanjia explained the math clearly, trying to fool Zhang Pianxin.

"Pah! Do you think I'm senile?! Five cents a groundhog, that's because Chang Kun is kind and generous. You... get out of here, I can't be bothered to talk to you."

Chang Kun gave his family a gun, which made Zhang Pianxin extremely happy. In the past, he would complain that Chang Kun gave his second son too little, and he would grumble about it in the village. But now he didn't care anymore. He knew all too well that this gun could be sold for a hundred or two hundred yuan, enough to help his second son get married several times.

He's too busy admiring this gun to waste time arguing with that good-for-nothing Jin Sanjia.

"Grandpa, Grandpa Zhang, how much do you want to lend me? Fifteen cents?"

"Go away, what do you need a gun for? All those guys from the village who went into the mountains didn't even get a scratch. Keep your money and use it to buy some herbs for your dad. Sigh... your dad's had a tough time..."

Just as Zhang Pianxin was about to say something, he suddenly realized that although Jin Sanjia was a bad person, he was definitely not stupid. He would not do a business that would lose money.

"Wait a minute, are you eyeing a wild boar? I saw you sneaking behind Chang Kun the other day."

"Uncle Zhang, you can't just say things like that. Anyone can walk those mountain paths, how can you say I secretly followed you!"

"Hey, you're really something! I asked my second son how to get to the mountains, and he wouldn't tell me a word! Tell me, where are the wild boars?"

"I didn't see any, I really didn't see any wild boars."

The more Jin Sanjia insisted he hadn't seen him, the more Zhang Pianxin believed it.

"Here's the deal: I'll take this gun with me up the mountain, and I'll pay half for the wild boar, how about that? Otherwise, I'll spread the word that you and Chang Kun found the wild boar, and then everyone in the village will go up the mountain, and nobody will get the boar."

There's an idiom that goes something like "fighting evil with evil," and that's it.

Zhang Pianxin demanded half a wild boar, or he would flip the table and nobody would eat.

Jin Sanjia was stunned. Could there really be such a person?

He used to be a scoundrel, but today he's finally met his match.

"Grandpa, my dear grandpa, this really won't work. How about we stop hunting wild boars altogether, and I don't want them anymore? Is that alright?"

"Then tell me, how much are you going to give me? Less is definitely not acceptable. You also deserve credit for finding the wild boar, so I'll take less. I want one-third of it. Is that fair?" One-third of it is one-third. These two almost started arguing before the wild boar even appeared.

Jin Sanjia thought for a moment and agreed, then made another request.

He must carry the gun. The Zhang family needs to send another person, the eldest son of the Zhang family, to go with them, hunt the wild boar, and drag it away.

Jin Sanjia didn't want to work at all. Dragging pigs was too tiring. He wanted the Zhang family to do all the hard work and provide the guns. Otherwise, it would be a disservice to the three-hundred ...

Just snap your finger, fire a shot, and half a pig will be in your tent—it sounds wonderful.

I'm so smart! I knew to follow Chang Kun to find wild boars. All those people in the village are complete idiots.

Zhang Pianxin was also thinking about the wonderful idea of ​​eating and selling pork. The two looked at each other and chuckled at the same time.