The village head's granddaughter was staring longingly at that candy just now.

Having received confirmation from Lin Wanyue, the village head didn't waste a moment and immediately sent his son, daughter-in-law, and eldest grandson to call all the men in the village together for a meeting.

The village head was a highly respected figure in Ning'an Village. At his call, all the men in the village rushed over.

Even though there were some inconveniences, he still called his wife over to listen.

Du Fan, who lives at the entrance of the village, has difficulty walking, so his mother, Du, came in his place.

"Old man, what brings you here?" someone asked quickly.

The village head looked at all the men in the village. He had watched them grow up, and while he wouldn't consider them his own sons, they were practically like his nephews.

Just as Liu Junlan thought, he also couldn't bear to see anything happen to the villagers.

"I called you all here today to ask how many of you plan to go hunting in the mountains during these less busy days?" the village headman asked.

"Me?" Several men quickly raised their hands: "Our families are poor, and we may not have enough food. If we don't go up the mountain to get some, we might not be able to pay our taxes."

“My child is young, and I’m worried that he will have a hard time getting through the winter. I must prepare a fur coat for him to help him get through the winter.”

"I want to find a wife for my son, so I need to prepare some things, like some meat."

"It's been a long time since I've had any meat. I'd like to taste some meat, so I'm going to go up the mountain to hunt some rabbits. Rabbits are at their fattest at this time of year."

…

The reasons vary, but are largely similar.

The village head shook his head: "Don't go up the mountain this year."