These guys have been stuck in their den for a whole day and night, it's so stifling.

"Big brother, why did Hua Hua leave?"

Sheng Xitai and the others chased after her, and the children were quite disappointed as they watched Hua Hua disappear into the night.

"It was born to be the king of beasts, soaring freely in the mountains and forests. It's not like a cat or dog we keep at home. How can it stay at home forever?"

Sheng Xiping shook his head. He had already guessed that Hua Hua wouldn't stay at home for long.

Hua Hua belongs to the mountains and forests; she can't possibly live a life of coquetry and cuteness forever in the Sheng family.

The king of beasts should roam the mountains and forests, invincible, not be a docile big cat.

"Then, will Hua Hua come back again?" Chen Feng asked, pouting, with great reluctance.

"I don't know, maybe. This will always be its home. Perhaps one day it will get tired outside and come home to rest."

Sheng Xiping also did not have a definite answer to this question.

Hua Hua grew up in the Sheng family and has feelings for them; otherwise, it wouldn't bring food to the Sheng family every now and then.

"Maybe it'll come back in a few days? Didn't Hua Hua often bring things to our house before? It will come back," Sheng Xiping comforted the children.

With Sheng Xiping's comforting words, the younger children finally felt relieved.

It was quite cold outside at night, so Sheng Xiping quickly urged them to go back inside.

It was getting late, and everyone had to go to work or school the next day, so they washed up, got ready, and then snuggled into their warm beds to sleep peacefully.

Up in the mountains, winter harvesting and transportation have already begun. The forest farm's labor union, together with Qianchuan Primary and Secondary Schools, is actively preparing programs and looking for opportunities to go up the mountain to perform for the students.

In the forest farm's primary and secondary schools, each class is required to put on three to five performances for a cultural show on the mountain.

This is not just a regular performance to show appreciation to everyone; there will also be a competition to determine which class's performance is the most outstanding and will receive a prize.

As a result, all the teachers in the school put in their best effort to lead their students in rehearsals.

Zhou Qinglan is multi-talented, able to sing, dance, and perform model operas, but since it was her first time participating in such a school-wide arts festival, she was unsure of herself and went to discuss it with Sheng Xiping after get off work.

"Wife, you know what I'm capable of."

You can ask me to carry a gun up the mountain to hunt, or to go into the mountains to carry timber, but when it comes to art and literature, I'm really not good at it.

Sheng Xiping was stumped by his wife's words and awkwardly scratched his head.

The Sheng family, going back three generations from Sheng Liancheng, were all farmers in the village with no education whatsoever.

It was only after Sheng Liancheng came to Northeast China to recruit workers that the next generation was able to go to school and learn to read and write.

Sheng Xiping has no artistic talent when it comes to playing musical instruments or singing.

"Why don't you go find Weimin? He can handle these things."

"Don't let Weimin's missing hand fool you; he's quite the character. He sings beautifully and even writes poetry."

Sheng Xiping suddenly remembered someone: Chen Weiguo's second younger brother, Chen Weimin.

This child is amazing; he's incredibly skilled with a pen. Besides having beautiful handwriting, he can also write articles and poems.

Every year, the bureau holds various cultural and artistic activities. Chen Weimin's image is not good, so he can't perform on stage. Instead, he writes speeches and recitations for others.

Others who take his scripts back, memorize them, and participate in performances can win awards.

"Oh dear, look at me, my brain is so busy these days, how could I have forgotten about Weimin?"

Zhou Qinglan has been so busy preparing for the performance these past few days that she really didn't think of Chen Weimin.

“That’s normal. You haven’t been at the forest farm long enough to know him well.”

"Hey, let's go, let's go to the Chen family's house together, ask Weimin for help, and visit Aunt Chen and the others while we're at it."

They had just finished lunch and went to the Chen family's house for a visit.

If you want to ask someone for help, you have to be proactive. Otherwise, what if someone else remembers Chen Weimin and asks him to leave?

"Yes, yes, then come with me there, and visit Zhao Juan while you're at it."

Zhou Qinglan remembered that Chen Weiguo's wife, Zhao Juan, was seven or eight months pregnant, so she decided to go and visit her.

And so, the couple dressed themselves properly, and Sheng Xiping went into the storeroom and found a wild boar hind leg.

Chen Weiguo went up the mountain to work, unlike Sheng Xiping who was so free in the security department, where he could go hunting and had plenty of meat to eat. Sending him some meat was much better than canned food.

The couple carried their belongings westward and arrived at the east courtyard of the Sheng family's old house, which was Chen Wei's home.

The Chen family had just finished lunch, and Xu Xiuxiang and her daughters Chen Liping and Chen Lihua were tidying up in the outer room.

Zhao Juan was eight months pregnant and it was inconvenient for her to carry such a large belly, so Xu Xiuxiang sent her back to the west room to rest.

Xu Xiuxiang was both surprised and delighted to see Sheng Xiping and his wife enter the door.

"Oh dear, what brings you two here at this hour? Have you eaten yet? Come on in."

Xu Xiuxiang quickly wiped her hands with her apron and invited Sheng Xiping and his wife into the house. "Xiaohua, hurry up and pour water for your brother and sister-in-law."

"Auntie, we came over after we finished eating. We drank a lot of water at home."

"Don't make Fourth Sister busy, we just came over to sit down." Zhou Qinglan quickly reached out and grabbed Chen Lihua.

"By the way, Auntie, this is the wild boar that Xiping hunted in the mountains yesterday. The sow meat is pretty good. Let's keep it and make something to nourish Juan'er."

"I'll bring you some more when Xiping goes into the mountains to hunt something in a couple of days." Zhou Qinglan took the pig leg from Sheng Xiping and handed it to Xu Xiuxiang.

"Oh dear, look at you two, you're being too polite."

Xi Ping went through all that trouble to hunt the wild boar up the mountain; we can keep it for ourselves. But such a big leg—what can we cook with it? Wouldn't it be better to give it to your Xinhua?"

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