After lunch and a short rest, a gust of cool wind blew, and Xiao Ping'an couldn't stand the sleepiness and fell asleep in Zhang Guoqing's arms.
Zhang Guoqing looked at his son in his arms and touched his head with satisfaction, "Our son is very smart."
Hearing this, Zhou Jiao smiled brightly and said, "Don't praise the child all the time, it will easily make him proud. Just because he's smart when he's young doesn't mean he'll be great when he grows up. You need to put more effort into it in your daily life."
Zhang Guoqing shook his head helplessly. How could his son be so bad? He really had no confidence!
"Put out the tent so he can sleep safely inside."
Zhou Jiao laughed, "Are you sure? Then I'll hold the baby and you install it."
Zhang Guoqing looked at the big bag that had been dismantled and packed together on the ground and touched his nose. He had forgotten that the space his wife had squeezed was about to explode.
Carefully handing the child to her, Zhang Guoqing squatted on the ground, opened the bag, and set up the tent on the ground in the shade outside. His hands were busy and his mouth was not idle either.
"We'll leave early tonight and process some of the stuff inside. I'm thinking of selling the coal first, regardless of the price, and selling it directly to the snakehead from last night."
Zhou Jiao had no objection to this. She wasn't an expert in business, but Zhang Guoqing was an expert. She warned, "Be careful. Those who can make it in the black market are all shrewd people. Don't let your carelessness lead you astray."
"I'll make the arrangements. What we need now is a big truck. But I've made up my mind. I'll go find Uncle Dashan tonight. And get some flour. Otherwise, if it suddenly appears, I won't be able to explain where it came from."
Zhou Jiao nodded in agreement and said, "Okay. Remember to send more to Uncle Dashan. I have too much here, so I'm not afraid of running out of stock."
"You didn't throw the cart away, did you?"
Zhou Jiao laughed and glanced at him. "That's a necessity, okay?"
Zhang Guoqing had just finished setting up the small tent. When he saw her, he turned around, held her head, and kissed her mouth hard twice. Looking at her blushing face, he laughed happily.
"Don't be embarrassed or impatient, my son is still here."
Zhang Guoqing took his son and carefully placed him in the tent. He raised an eyebrow at her and said, "You mean, I can come here as I please if my son can't see me?"
Zhou Jiao didn't respond. This man opened a dyeing factory after being given a little color.
She quickly stood up and placed medicine powder and bags around the tent. She looked around, nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll stay here to watch over my son."
"You have to stay up late again tonight, so you can lie down and get some sleep."
"What about you?"
"I'm not sleepy now. I'll sleep after we get down the mountain. When I wake up, it'll be just in time for us to set off. Be good and sleep well. I'll be washing things in the pond ahead so I can see you."
Zhou Jiao glanced at the wooden house worriedly, "Remember to add water to the pot for me, I'm afraid it will dry up if I oversleep."
"Don't worry, your husband is very good at handling things," Zhang Guoqing said confidently, patting his chest. He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until she lay down, helped her pull the chain, and confirmed that the air vent wouldn't be stuffy.
Standing up, he looked at the time on his watch. It was already around two in the afternoon, and it was not too late to go down the mountain. Thinking of this, he quickly left the silly roe deer behind and dragged the remaining wild animals to the pond.
By the pond, Zhang Guoqing quickly cleaned up the wild animals, looking up at the tent from time to time. In order to save time, he did not throw the internal organs that needed to be cleaned into the water, but dug a hole and buried them deep on the spot.
That’s not all. He also set up a wooden rack on top and hung the little wild boar on it. He quickly rolled up a few large balls of mud and buried them in the fire.
Finally, he tossed the remaining cleaned game into the bamboo basket. Exactly half an hour had passed since he was done, and he felt proud of himself. He was truly amazing!
Thinking of the fish and snails his son mentioned, Zhang Guoqing, who felt that he was a model good man, was really busy. He rolled the little wild boar on the rack, ran to fork a few fish, and touched some small snails.
Zhou Jiao vaguely smelled the aroma of meat and fish, and woke up with a start. She found that her son beside her was also closing his eyes and sniffing the aroma with his nose raised.
"Little lazy boy, hurry up. We are going down the mountain."
Ping An jumped up and giggled, "Mom, I just woke up." Then he unzipped his pants and quickly got out, "I'll go help Dad."
"Be careful."
Seeing that he had successfully reunited with Zhang Guoqing, Zhou Jiao smiled and shook her head, while she began to dismantle the tent.
After finishing up and returning to the cabin, she found a roe deer on the ground. She realized it was Zhang Guoqing's gift to the village. She smiled, thankfully not leaving the boar with the team, or else she'd be pissed off later. Regardless of whether her mother-in-law felt bad for her, even leading the team up the mountain required a trip.
After packing the stewed beef and potatoes and cleaning up all traces of use, Zhou Jiao hurried over to Zhang Guoqing and saw the bamboo baskets on the ground and the roasted pork and fish on the racks. "It's ready so quickly? My man is amazing!"
"Of course, my dad is the best!"
Zhang Guoqing smiled and said, "It is a great honor to receive such praise from you two."
"Of course you are. You're welcome, Dad."
"You're welcome, I'll take it all. But my son is amazing too!"
Zhou Jiao watched the father and son chatting with amusement. When they paused, she pointed at the meat and bones in the two bamboo baskets and asked, "What should we do with this?"
"Give me a sack and I'll pick some for my mother. She can pickle it or give it away as she pleases."
Zhou Jiao handed him the bag, "Put more stuff in it, it's Mom's birthday this weekend."
"That's enough for the weekend."
Zhou Jiao didn't say anything when she saw this. This sack and the pig's head weighed about 100 kilograms, which was indeed a lot.
Ping An said, "Dad, the pig's head is so big, wouldn't grandma know there's not much meat left when she sees it?"
Zhang Guoqing gave him a thumbs up. "Great! You noticed all the details! That's fine with grandma. She won't ask. She'll think Dad gave the rest away."
After saying this, seeing that the child seemed to be lost in thought, he smiled and said, "Do you want to eat the grilled fish? You can even eat the beggar's chicken in there."
Ping An glanced at the things on the shelf, shook his head and said, "Forget it. The roast suckling pig is for my grandfather, and the rest can be taken back to honor my grandparents."
"There's plenty, eat whatever you want."
"No, I can eat more when we get home. Dad, are we leaving now?"
Zhang Guoqing washed his hands, signaled Zhou Jiao to put away her things, picked up his son and lifted the sack with one hand, "That's right. It's dangerous to go down the mountain later."
After they left, Zhou Jiao quickly swept her hand, and suddenly four or five mud lumps on the ground, the suckling pig on the rack, and the bamboo basket on the ground disappeared. She filled a plate with water and poured it on the extinguished fire.
After she finished her work and saw that there were no more problems, she ran to the wooden house to reunite with Zhang Guoqing and his father. The couple looked at each other and knew that both sides had confirmed that there was nothing missing, so they smiled and left hand in hand.
Ping An nestled in his father's arms, watching Zhou Jiao trotting ahead, he asked resentfully, "Dad, why am I growing so slowly? When will I be able to run on my own?"
Zhang Guoqing smiled and said, "Don't worry, we'll take it slow. Growing up isn't fun at all. Daddy wants someone to hold him but no one does. He's so pitiful!"
Zhou Jiao and Ping An laughed out loud when they heard this.
"Daddy, when I'm older, I'll hold you."
"No, I won't. People will laugh at me. If I carry your grandpa or your grandfather up the mountain, will they be angry and embarrassed?"
After saying this, he himself laughed happily. This scene is so weird whenever he thinks about it...
The laughter of the three members of the family in the woods startled the passing animals and made them flee in all directions. This sound was so familiar, so I quickly went back and told my friends that the enemy was coming.
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