Du Jianshan is reborn in 1971 and acquires a hundred-acre spatial dimension. Just as he is about to make his mark, his malicious relatives scheme to seize his family property and even want him to t...
Old Zhou nodded: "Of course, I understand."
The two men worked together to move the wild boar to flat ground. Old Zhou pointed at it and said, "Tonight we'll go back and clean it up first, and then bring the rest of the traps from the mountains."
Du Jianshan looked up at the sky, the wind whistling through the rain: "It's almost raining, let's hurry up and finish up."
When retrieving the trap, Du Jianshan reminded, "Look over there, the hillside is slippery, be careful not to slip."
Old Zhou moved cautiously, saying, "Yeah, thanks to your reminder, I almost slipped."
The two talked as they walked up the mountain. Old Zhou asked, "Did your dad teach you a lot about hunting?"
Du Jianshan said in a low voice, "I followed him up the mountain since I was a child. We hunted wild boars, goats, and deer. There are many things in the mountains that you can't do just by looking. You have to be quick with your hands and your mind."
Old Zhou nodded: "You're right. Outsiders can't understand the rules in the mountains."
The raindrops grew larger, pattering against the fallen leaves. Du Jianshan pulled his clothes tighter: "We need to find shelter from the rain, otherwise our clothes will get soaked and we'll easily catch a cold at night."
Old Zhou followed the gaze and said, "There's a big rock over there; you can take shelter from the rain there."
The two ran over and crouched under the rocks. Raindrops pattered on the rocks, splashing up small droplets. Du Jianshan looked up at Lao Zhou: "Have you ever gone night hunting before?"
Old Zhou shook his head: "Rarely. This is my first time night hunting in the rain like this."
Du Jianshan laughed: "Rainy nights test patience and eyesight even more. It's good enough that you can keep up."
The rain gradually subsided, and they continued up the mountain, putting away the last few traps to make sure nothing was missed.
The mountain path was slippery, and Du Jianshan led the way cautiously: "Walk slowly, this path is not easy to walk on."
Old Zhou gritted his teeth and followed: "With you leading the way, I feel much more at ease."
Finally, the two made it down the mountain safely and returned to the camp. Old Zhou settled the wild boar and patted Du Jianshan on the shoulder: "Thanks to you tonight, otherwise this job would have been a real hassle."
Du Jianshan smiled and said, "It was only because everyone cooperated that things went smoothly."
Old Zhou nodded, his eyes flashing with respect: "Your skills and experience are truly unmatched by ordinary people."
Du Jianshan looked towards the mountains and said in a low voice, "There is no eternal peace in the mountains. We have to go up the mountain again tomorrow."
Old Zhou laughed heartily: "With you leading the way, what's there to be afraid of tomorrow? Let's go, let's sort out today's haul first, we need to have a good dinner."
Old Zhou rubbed his sleepy eyes: "This fog is really thick. Do you think we'll be able to find any wild boars today?"
Du Jianshan narrowed his eyes: "The thick fog is actually better, because the wild boars can't see us, but you have to walk quietly and look carefully."
Old Zhou nodded: "I'll listen to you."
The two retraced their steps up the mountain, their footsteps making a soft "groaning" sound as they walked on the wet mud. Du Jianshan walked ahead, his sharp eyes scanning the surroundings: "Watch out for tree roots, this slope is really slippery today."
Old Zhou squatted down and examined the soil: "Hmm, look, there are fresh footprints here, they probably just passed by."
Du Jianshan squatted down and examined the footprints carefully: "It's a wild boar, that's right. It's a little smaller than yesterday's, but it's still big. Slow down and stay close to me."
In the woods, the mist, like a thin veil, blurred the distant scenery into a grayish-white hue. Du Jianshan whispered, "Look over there, the bushes are moving, don't make a sound."
Old Zhou held his breath, his gaze fixed on the shadow of the tree: "I see it, it's it."
A wild boar slowly emerged from the mist, sniffing the ground with its nose. It was soaking wet, clearly having been caught in the rain.
Du Jianshan said softly, "Don't rush, lean in slowly, and keep your breathing steady."
Old Zhou gritted his teeth and steadied the gun: "Understood."