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

Cheng Xin was a little reluctant to leave and wanted to catch some more prey, but he couldn't go against his older sister and mother's wishes, so he had no choice but to follow them down the mountain.

After the group came down from the mountain, Chang Kun did not go straight back to the village. Instead, he turned a corner and headed towards the area between the western and back mountains.

Cheng Xin followed behind, a little puzzled: "Brother-in-law, where are we going?"

"Muddy Bay".

"What are you going there for? There's nothing there."

Chang Kun didn't explain, he just said, "Go and take a look."

Lanni Bay wasn't far away; it only took about fifteen minutes to walk there.

In front of us was a depression, quite large, at least the size of two or three basketball courts.

But as Sun Xiulan said, there wasn't a drop of water here.

The bottom of the bay is all dry, cracked mud, broken into pieces like tortoise shells.

The cracks were wide enough to fit a finger, and at their widest point, half a fist could be stuffed in. The mud was hard as a rock, and it crunched when you stepped on it.

Sun Xiulan stood to the side and sighed, "There used to be a stream here. I saw water when I first came here for the first two years. Then, I don't know what happened, the water disappeared, and it turned into this muddy pond. Later, the mud dried up, and it became like this."

Cheng Xin jumped down, stomped on the cracked mud a few times, bounced around a couple of times, and shouted back, "Brother-in-law, look, it's really hard, you can walk on it!"

Chang Kun didn't move; he stood on the shore with his eyes closed.

I sensed that there were fish at the bottom of this muddy bay.

Not just one or two, but many—big and small, gathered together, weighing at least a hundred pounds.

But where are the fish?

The area in front of me was clearly dry; there wasn't a single drop of water.

He opened his eyes, looked at the cracked mud again, and a thought suddenly popped into his mind.

Could it be... there's water down there?

He squatted down, reached out and pressed his hand down on a clump of dry mud. The mud was as hard as a rock and wouldn't budge.

It can sense things and won't lie.

The fish are down there.

Chang Kun stood up, staring at the cracked, dry land, his mind racing.

The two villages fought tooth and nail over a little water, but right under their noses, in this muddy gully, lay hundreds of pounds of fish.

Where there is water, there are fish; there must be water down here!

I squatted on the bank and stared at the cracked mud for a long time.

Cheng Xin stood beside him, unaware of what his brother-in-law was thinking, and dared not ask.

Cheng Min walked over and tapped his shoulder: "What are you thinking about?"

Chang Kun stood up, dusted off his hands, and turned to look at Cheng Xin.

"Xiao Xin, go home and get a hoe and a shovel."

Cheng Xin was taken aback: "Get a hoe? What for?"

"Go now!"

Cheng Xin blinked, not understanding, but still responded and ran towards the village.

Sun Xiulan frowned, walked up to Chang Kun, and followed his gaze into the muddy bay.

"Young master, what are you... trying to dig up?"

Chang Kun pointed to the patch of cracked mud at the bottom of the bay.

"Mother, there's water down there."

Sun Xiulan paused for a moment, then smiled, a smile tinged with helplessness.

"Son-in-law, don't waste your energy. We've had people look around this area countless times, and we've dug wells in several places, but we haven't found a single drop of water."

She sighed and pointed to the potholes and uneven ground around Muddy Bay.

"Look over there, over there, and over there—these are all pits left from wells that were dug before. The deepest one was over ten meters deep, and it's still dry."

Chang Kun looked in the direction she was pointing and saw that there were indeed several dents covered with weeds, which were not noticeable unless you looked closely.

He looked away and shook his head.

The village wasn't very lucky. There was a well that was only ten meters away from the fish. If they just turned ten meters to the east, they could find water.

"Mother, there should be water down there."

Sun Xiulan opened her mouth as if to say something, but then swallowed it back.

She looked at Chang Kun, then at the cracked mud, and her mind started to wander.

This son-in-law is capable, a skilled hunter, and a good father to his daughter, but when it comes to finding water... so many people in the village couldn't find it, so why was he able to?

Cheng Min walked over, took her mother's arm, and whispered, "Mom, let him give it a try. There's nothing he'll lose anyway."

Sun Xiulan sighed and nodded: "Okay, let's give it a try."

A short while later, Cheng Xin returned, panting heavily, carrying a hoe and a shovel.

"Brother-in-law, here it is!"

Chang Kun took the hoe and jumped into the muddy swamp.

He stepped through the cracked mud, walking forward step by step until he reached the spot where the fish he sensed was closest to the ground, and then stopped.

The mud underfoot was no different from anywhere else; it was dry, cracked, and hard.

He swung the hoe and dug down hard.

"Click—"

A piece of mud was dug out, but the bottom was still dry.

He dug again.

Let's scrape it again.

Cheng Xin stood on the shore, looking on in bewilderment, and whispered to Cheng Min, "Sister, what's brother-in-law doing?"

Cheng Min shook her head, but her eyes remained fixed on Chang Kun, unblinking.

Sun Xiulan stood to the side, watching her son-in-law dig with a hoe, her heart filled with indescribable feelings.

Why won't this child listen to advice?

The sun rose higher and higher, making people's backs feel hot. Sweat beaded on Chang Kun's forehead, and his back was also soaked, but he didn't stop what he was doing.

One hoe stroke after another.

The pit they dug got deeper and deeper, half a person deep, then a person deep.

It's still dry.

Cheng Xin couldn't help but call out, "Brother-in-law, come up and rest for a while!"

Chang Kun ignored him and continued digging.

Another stroke of the hoe—

Suddenly, he stopped.

A damp feeling rose up from beneath my feet.

He squatted down and reached into the pit to feel around.

The mud is wet.

Chang Kun smiled and stood up. He dug a few more times, and the wet mud became more and more abundant and softer.

Another stroke of the hoe—

With a "plop," a thin stream of water gushed out from the bottom of the pit, murky and mixed with mud.

But that's water.

Chang Kun took a step back and watched as the water gushed out more and more, slowly wetting the bottom of the pit and forming a small puddle.

On the shore, Sun Xiulan was stunned.

She stared at the water at the bottom of the pit, her mouth agape, unable to utter a word for a long time.

Cheng Xin jumped up, so excited he was incoherent: "Water! There's water! Brother-in-law, you've found water!"

Sun Xiulan slowly walked to the edge of the pit, looked down at the thin stream of water, and her lips trembled.

"This...this..."

She looked up at her son-in-law, who was covered in mud in the pit, and her eyes slowly reddened.

The village was short of water, and now that this well has appeared, it is a life-saving blessing for the villagers.

It's more than a hundred times better than rice, noodles, rabbit, or pheasant!

At the bottom of the pit, the water was still bubbling out, slowly gathering into a small patch.

Cheng Xin lay down by the pit, scooped up a handful of water, splashed it on his face, and chuckled foolishly.

Suddenly he shouted, "Hey! We have to hurry to the back mountain to tell everyone. With this water, we won't have to fight for it anymore!"

Before he finished speaking, he took off running.