After waking up from a nap, Chen Wang learned from his wife that Qiao Zhijie had just come and brought two very fat bamboo shoots.
Qiao Zhijie said that these were hit by his traps.
However, Chen Wang was somewhat skeptical, thinking that it had only been a few hours and the efficiency of the trap could not be so high.
It is possible that it was dug out by Qiao Zhijie with a shovel and given to him as a thank-you gift.
Chen Wang didn't care what the specific situation was, and he didn't go to the bamboo forest again in the next few days.
It's okay to eat bamboo rat occasionally; you'll get tired of eating it every day.
Old Qiao has been very happy these days. He heard that his son had nothing to do so he strolled around the village. He boasted to everyone about his son's success and that he had caught so many bamboo shoots that the family had more meat than they could eat.
After being idle at home for a few days, Chen Wang finally decided to go out and move around, and went hunting in the mountains with Chen Dazhuang.
Early in the morning, Chen Dazhuang came to Chen Wang's house.
After having breakfast, the two men went out with their hunting rifles and hunting dogs.
When passing by next door, I happened to see Qiao Zhijie going out with a shovel and a bucket, apparently preparing to go to the bamboo forest.
After seeing the two people, Qiao Zhijie's face immediately showed panic.
"Good morning, are you going to catch bamboo shoots again?"
Chen Wang smiled and took the initiative to say hello.
Qiao Zhijie was stunned for a moment, then quickly nodded after coming to his senses.
"Oh, your dad is very happy these days, praising you for finally making something of yourself."
Chen Dazhuang said with a smile.
Qiao Zhijie's face flushed instantly, and his toes curled up under his shoes.
These days his father brags about this to everyone he meets, which makes him feel very socially frustrated, but there is nothing he can do about it.
He had talked to his father several times, begging him not to do this, but Old Joe had been longing for his son to turn back for too long and could not hold back.
At this moment, Chen Dazhuang was teasing him, and Qiao Zhijie wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Compared with Chen Wang and the other man, he was nothing if he could only catch a few bamboo rats.
“Bang!”
Chen Wang slapped Chen Dazhuang hard on the back, smiled at Qiao Zhijie and said, "Don't worry about what others say, as long as your family lives a good life, that's enough."
After saying that, he put his right hand on Chen Dazhuang's shoulder and left with him.
Qiao Zhijie stood there, staring blankly at the two people walking away. He turned his head to look at his old house. His eyes became determined and he strode towards the bamboo forest.
Now he has no future at all and can only catch a few bamboo rats.
Even so, as Chen Wang said, he is already very satisfied as long as his family can eat meat and live a better life.
It's good to do some things within your ability first, and then come to the rest later.
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"No, Awang, do you really think he has changed for the better?"
Chen Dazhuang said in a low voice.
"Why do you care about other people?"
Chen Wang glanced at him with amusement.
"But I feel uncomfortable seeing him like this now."
Chen Dazhuang curled his lips.
"You don't live with him, why do you need to adapt?"
"Pah, pah, pah...what are you talking about? Don't disgust me."
"Hahaha……"
"I hope he has really changed, otherwise his father will become a joke in the village."
"Then you were teasing others just now?"
"I was just trying to provoke you."
"Come on!"
Chen Wang rolled his eyes and didn't believe a word of it.
This guy is not that kind, he just has a bad taste.
The two chatted and laughed along the way and soon entered the mountain.
The temperature in the mountains was still a little low in the morning, but fortunately they were dressed warmly enough.
The little monkey jumped off Chen Wang's shoulder, jumped onto the branch of a big tree next to him, and squeaked at Chen Wang.
"Go ahead, but don't run too far."
Chen Wang smiled and waved.
“Chichi!”
The little monkey nodded, continued to climb upwards, then grabbed a vine and leaped to the next tree, disappearing from the two people's sight in a moment.
"Where are we going?"
Chen Dazhuang looked at him and asked.
Chen Wang thought for a moment and replied with a smile: "How about we go to the pine forest? We can dig out a few more squirrel nests and get some nuts to fry as snacks. It's pretty good to eat them when you're free at home."
"You are idle at home, but you still need to keep your mouth busy, right?"
"Haha... Of course, you must go or not?"
"I'll listen to you. You're the son of the mountain god."
"Don't make trouble, or my dad will curse you in heaven."
Chen Wang pretended to be serious.
Chen Dazhuang's face froze, he looked up at the sky, clasped his hands together and muttered to himself: "Uncle, I'm just joking, please don't take it seriously, my luck is already bad enough, I'm your son's good brother, rounding off I'm also your godson, please."
“Puff!”
Chen Wang was so amused that he complained speechlessly, "My dad didn't even know that he could have another son after he passed away."
"Just stop talking!"
Chen Dazhuang glared at him with a dark face.
Chen Wang couldn't help laughing.
Many ordinary people these days are still quite superstitious.
There was an old woman in Chenjia Village who made a living from this. Her husband and son both died early in their lives. She was left alone and thought that she was the one who killed her family members, so she enshrined a Buddha statue at home, and prayed and chanted sutras for her husband and son at home all year round, and also to atone for her own sins.
Over time, the villagers began to regard her as a fortune teller and would go to her whenever they had any problems.
Chen Wang also heard from his wife that two years ago, when his parents were still alive, they took him to see this witch and drank the so-called holy water.
To put it simply, it is to burn the talisman drawn by the old woman into ashes, then put it into a cup of water and let him drink it. It is said that it can exorcise evil spirits, cure diseases, and drive away those unclean things.
After listening to this, Chen Wang was silent for a long time.
He didn't know whether the unclean things were driven away, but he knew that his stomach was unclean.
Logically speaking, the fact that he traveled through time to this era is quite mysterious and cannot be explained by modern technology.
However, Chen Wang felt that he could believe that there was God's will in all things, but he absolutely could not believe that drinking the so-called "holy water" would have any benefit other than causing stomach upset.
The reason why there are fortune-tellers in rural areas and why so many people believe in them is largely because the generally low cultural level.
On the way to the Flying Squirrel Forest, Ruyi sensed the scent of prey twice in succession and brought back two wild rabbits with Dahu and Dahei.
At this time in the morning, some animals in the mountains are still very active.
The two men spotted a black bird on the tree in front of them, and Chen Dazhuang took out his slingshot and fired a shot.
Unfortunately, the rubber band missed the target and the sound of the rubber band snapping scared the bird away.
"Shit, this can't even hit the target."
Chen Dazhuang muttered with a dark face.
"If you're not good at it, practice more!"
Chen Wang grinned.
"Who's the bad one? My hands are a little cold."
Chen Dazhuang forced himself to find excuses.
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