Zhang Guoqing groped around the forest, looked up at the mountain opposite, and thought it was better to leave quickly. His purpose this time was to make Zhou Jiao happy, so there was no need to frighten her.

Carrying Zhou Jiao on his back once again, Zhang Guoqing raced through the mountains. He was able to escape quickly and smoothly along the path, thanks in large part to Old Master Zhang. Without Old Master Zhang's careful training, even if Zhang Guoqing were born with supernatural powers, he wouldn't have been able to conquer the perilous Daqing Mountains.

At this moment, Zhang Guoqing was carrying Zhou Jiao on his back. Whenever he passed by some places, he would tell Zhou Jiao what the old man had done with him and how the grandfather and grandson cooperated.

After hearing this, Zhou Jiao was even more impressed by the legendary Mr. Zhang. She was now full of anticipation for the wooden house he had built. Although Zhang Guoqing repeatedly told her that it was a place for hunters to stay overnight, Zhou Jiao still sighed inwardly - this was truly doing good deeds.

Zhang Guoqing ran for less than twenty minutes before they reached a valley. A patch of grass covered a few shrubs, and a small pond was nearby. The cabin Zhou Jiao had been waiting for was already within sight.

"How is it? Are you disappointed?" Zhou Guoqing looked at her walking around the wooden house with amusement.

Zhou Jiao shook her head. "I'm not stupid. Hunters must often stay here, so there's not much dust. Would it be bad if we cooked meat here?"

Zhang Guoqing laughed and said, "There are only about ten hunters here. We all know each other. Since it's spring plowing season and no one can go up the mountain, it's not surprising that they're just here for a snack and see some meat being cooked. There's plenty of meat on the mountain anyway, so it all depends on your skills." He then led Zhou Jiao to the pond. There had been some waterfowl and other wild animals there just a moment ago, but now they'd all fled.

The couple didn't pay much attention. At this moment, Zhang Guoqing was holding a wooden fork and teaching Zhou Jiao how to spear fish.

"Brother, I don't want to play anymore. Hurry up and go fishing while no one's around. There are so many fish! Can you eat some of those weird-looking fish?"

After playing for a while, Zhou Jiao lost interest. She began to study the fish and found that she didn't recognize most of the fish, so she quickly asked Zhang Guoqing for help.

"Grandpa taught me, how could I forget? Don't be fooled by the ugly appearance of these fish, they taste much better than river fish. I originally wanted to come here to dig holes and catch fish for you in the winter, but unfortunately I never had the chance. I'll catch more this time. In a month or so, there won't be even a fish tail left in this pond. Many people know this place."

Zhou Jiao quickly took out her fishing net and gave it to him. She squatted on the ground happily, watching Zhang Guoqing cast the net and bait the fish. She now felt that her man was more and more handsome no matter how she looked at him.

What does a golden finger mean? This man is her biggest golden finger.

Zhang Guoqing listened to her random instructions while turning his head to look at her from time to time.

There wasn't much danger here, but there were a lot of snakes. He was really worried that even the realgar and the medicine bags wouldn't be able to stop the snakes from being attracted to his wife's white, tender flesh.

"Look - you followed my instructions, right? Brother, wait a minute while I change the net." Zhou Jiao smiled proudly, and when she inadvertently saw that some shrimps and small fish had slipped through the net, she quickly gestured in a low voice.

Zhang Guoqing watched her dancing with joy, his face flushed with excitement, and he laughed heartily. At this moment, his wife really looked like his son Ping An.

"Don't worry, catch the big fish first and switch to the other fish later. Come over here and put your arms around my waist so you can experience the joy of fishing too."

Zhou Jiao hurried forward, grabbed his clothes, reached out to pull the fishing net, and found that it did not move at all - this action made Zhang Guoqing laugh again.

"Ouch... silly baby! Be careful not to be dragged down by the fish. Look, your brother will avenge you." Zhang Guoqing teased her, put his arm around her, grabbed the fishing net with one hand and easily dragged it ashore.

Zhou Jiao burst into laughter upon seeing this, holding her stomach with her hands and collapsing in his arms.

Zhang Guoqing was puzzled for a moment. What was so funny about this? He quickly helped Zhou Jiao rub her belly. Seeing her tears of laughter, he recalled that there was nothing funny about the action just now.

Zhou Jiao finally stopped laughing and said, "I suddenly remembered that you were holding Lin Xuelin with one hand like this. Her eyes rolled back like a fish. Also, brother, it seems that you haven't compensated for the three doors of the hospital, and you haven't compensated for the big flower bed, right?"

Only then did Zhang Guoqing realize what she was laughing at. He squinted at Zhou Jiao and said, "The hospital didn't come to your house, so I sent it over? That's wishful thinking! At that time, the Yang family hadn't yet broken off their engagement with Lin Xuelin. How dare Director Yang ask for it? First, she's his daughter-in-law, and second, Lin Xuelin is a hospital employee. She wants your life. I'd be a fool to come to your house and pay you back."

Zhou Jiao nodded when she heard this. Even her father hadn't mentioned it, so he probably thought so too. She thought about it and finally told him about the blunder.

"My life isn't something she can just take whenever she wants. I could have avoided it that day, but my mother, that fool, just pounced on me. She was protecting me, but I was so helpless, I couldn't move under her pressure. I could only watch helplessly as things fell. She still held me tightly as I rolled down those steps.

I didn't know what to say to my mom, this idiot teammate. When I rolled down, she covered my head tightly, and I almost couldn't breathe. At that moment, I was moved and wanted to laugh. If I hadn't seen her bleeding, I would have laughed out loud on the spot.

Zhang Guoqing didn't find it funny—this was a blessing in disguise. However, when he thought of the bleeding, he thought of his mother-in-law's face, which was covered in tears and blood.

"Don't think about these unhappy things. Come, let me change the nets as you say. Catch some big fish and dry them to replenish my mother-in-law's blood."

Zhou Jiao burst out laughing when she heard about replenishing blood - her mother is so funny!

Zhang Guoqing pulled her up, cast the net again, and threw out the bait. After a while, he weighed it and found it was indeed much heavier.

"My wife is so smart. Come on, baby - help your brother pull the net."

Zhou Jiao rolled her eyes at him, thinking he was just teasing her.

Zhang Guoqing held her hand and said jokingly, "Don't disbelieve me. If you pull the net, you'll definitely have a great harvest. May the heavens and earth help me, may my precious sister's hand work."

Before he could finish, Zhou Jiao had already fallen into his arms laughing, "Stop it. My stomach hurts from laughing so hard."

After finally standing up straight, Zhou Jiao quickly moved away from him. If he continued to make trouble, he wouldn't be able to return home until dark.

Zhang Guoqing dragged the net up, set it ashore, and began to untie it. He found quite a few small fish and a variety of shrimp. He thought for a moment and asked Zhou Jiao to get a bamboo basket—which he would take back to his parents shortly.

He planned to cook everything except the fish today, otherwise when he returned home, he would not be able to eat anything with such a strong smell, whether in the village or in the county.

Zhou Jiao had no objection when she heard this - she was just worried about having no place to burn things.

After discussing it, the couple decided to have lunch and cook first.

After dinner, the two divided the work. Zhang Guoqing set up two large stoves outside and asked Zhou Jiao to watch the fire while he quickly dealt with the wild boar.

Zhou Jiao was dissatisfied with the slow speed and quickly took out the coal stove, and the three stoves started working at the same time.

As time passed, pots of food came out and Zhou Jiao quickly packed them up and put them into the space.

Smelling the fragrance of the air, she was not worried. If someone came, she would just take it directly into the space, leaving the two earthen stoves with something to share with others at most.

At three in the afternoon, Zhang Guoqing finished roasting the suckling pig over the fire and immediately stopped—he quickly moved on to the wild boar. Looking at the wild boar before him, he questioned his mood. "What's there to be happy about? I'm exhausted."