Rebirth in the 50s: The Couple with the Hidden Space-Chapter 478 - 365: Fishing

Zhang Guoqing wandered around the grove, looked up at the mountain peak opposite, and decided to leave quickly as he thought about it. His purpose this time was to make Zhou Jiao happy, and there was no need to make her anxious and fearful.

Once again carrying Zhou Jiao on his back, Zhang Guoqing ran through the mountains. Being able to smoothly navigate this path and leave quickly was truly thanks to Mr. Zhang. Without Mr. Zhang’s attentive nurturing, Zhang Guoqing wouldn’t be able to conquer the perilous Daqing Mountain, even with his innate Divine Power.

At this moment, carrying Zhou Jiao, Zhang Guoqing passed through various places and would tell Zhou Jiao what Mr. Zhang had done when he brought him here in the past and how the grandfather and grandson cooperated.

Zhou Jiao listened and admired the legendary skill of Mr. Zhang even more. She was now filled with anticipation for the cabin built by Mr. Zhang. Despite Zhang Guoqing repeatedly telling her that it was merely a place for hunters to stay overnight, Zhou Jiao couldn’t help but sigh inwardly—this was genuinely doing good deeds.

Zhang Guoqing ran for less than twenty minutes before the two arrived at a mountain hollow. Across a whole patch of grassland with several shrubs, a small pond was not far away. The cabin Zhou Jiao anticipated was already in sight.

"How is it? Disappointed?" Zhou Guoqing asked amusedly, watching her circle around the cabin.

Zhou Jiao shook her head, "I’m not foolish. Hunters seem to come and stay here often; it’s not dusty at all. Would it be bad for us to cook meat here?"

Zhang Guoqing laughed, "There are only about ten hunters here. We all know each other, and now in spring plowing, no one can come up the mountain. They wouldn’t be surprised seeing us cooking meat here as they’re just here for a break. There’s plenty of meat on the mountain; it all comes down to one’s skill." Saying that, he first led Zhou Jiao to the pond. Moments ago there were some water birds and wildlife, but now they had all escaped.

The couple didn’t care. At this moment, Zhang Guoqing was holding a wooden fork, teaching Zhou Jiao how to spear fish hand-in-hand.

"Brother, I won’t play anymore. You should fish with a net while there’s no one. So many fish! Are those oddly shaped fish edible?"

After playing for a while, Zhou Jiao lost interest. She started examining the fish and found most of them unfamiliar, quickly seeking Zhang Guoqing’s help.

"Grandpa taught me before; how could I forget? Don’t be deceived by their ugly appearance; they taste far better than river fish. I had wanted to come and break ice during winter to fish for you, but there was never an opportunity. Let’s catch more now; in another month, you won’t even find a fish tail here as many people know this spot."

Upon hearing, Zhou Jiao quickly took out the fishing net for him, happily squatting on the ground, watching Zhang Guoqing cast the net and bait. She increasingly felt how handsome her man looked.

Goldfinger or whatever—this man was her greatest goldfinger.

As Zhang Guoqing listened to her random commands, he occasionally turned his head to look at her.

There was no significant danger here, but there were many snakes. He worried that the realgar and medicine bags wouldn’t be enough—his wife’s fair and tender skin was quite tempting to snakes.

"Look—see, listening to my commands was right, wasn’t it? Brother, wait for me to change the net." Zhou Jiao smiled proudly, inadvertently noticing shrimp and small fish slipping through, quickly signaling silently.

Watching her gesticulating excitedly, flushed with emotion, Zhang Guoqing laughed heartily. At this moment, his wife truly resembled his son, Ping’an.

"No need to rush; let’s catch the big fish first and change later. Come over here, hold my waist, and experience the joy of fishing."

Zhou Jiao quickly approached, grabbed his clothes, and tried to pull the fishing net, finding it motionless—this action made Zhang Guoqing laugh again.

"Oh... silly! Be careful, the fish might drag you down. See, brother avenges you." Zhang Guoqing teased, wrapping one arm around her and easily dragging the net onto the shore with one hand.

Seeing this, Zhou Jiao burst into laughter, clutching her stomach and collapsing in his arms.

Zhang Guoqing was momentarily puzzled, not understanding what was so funny. He quickly helped Zhou Jiao rub her stomach, seeing tears of laughter coming out, and reflected on any amusing actions he might have done earlier.

Zhou Jiao finally managed to stop laughing and said, "Suddenly it reminded me of how you held Lin Xuelin with one hand. Her eyes rolled back just like the fish’s. Also, brother, haven’t you compensated for the three hospital doors, nor compensated for that big flower bed yet?"

Zhang Guoqing then realized what her laughter was about. He glanced at Zhou Jiao and said, "The hospital didn’t come asking; should I deliver it? Wishful thinking! At that time, Yang’s family had yet to break off the engagement with Lin Xuelin. Dean Yang dared to ask from me? Firstly, Lin Xuelin was not yet married into Yang’s family; secondly, Lin Xuelin was a hospital staff and she wished to take your life. I’d be foolish to offer compensation actively."

Zhou Jiao nodded upon hearing that—even her dad hadn’t mentioned it, so he must have thought the same. Pondering it over, she finally disclosed the mishap of that day.

"My life isn’t something she can take just because she wants to. That day, I could have avoided it, but my mom, this fool, rushed right onto me. She did protect me, but pity me for being pressed down so hard, unable to move, just blankly watching things fall. Even rolling down those steps, she held on tightly to me.

Facing my mom, the pig-like teammate, I didn’t know what to say. As we rolled down, she held my head so tightly I almost couldn’t breathe. I felt both touched and amused; had it not been for seeing her bleed, I would’ve laughed out loud."

Zhang Guoqing didn’t find it funny—this was an unfortunate event with a fortunate escape. However, at the thought of bleeding, he recalled his mother-in-law’s face smeared with tears mixed with blood.

"Don’t think about those unhappy things. Here, let’s switch the net as you advised. Catch some big fish and dry them later as a blood supplement for my mother-in-law."

Zhou Jiao burst into laughter at the mention of blood supplement—her mom was too comical!

Zhang Guoqing helped her stand up, cast the net again, and threw out bait. After a while, he weighed it, confirming it was much heavier.

"My wife is really smart. Come on, darling—quickly help brother with the net."

Zhou Jiao rolled her eyes at him, knowing he was teasing her.

Holding her hand, Zhang Guoqing joked, "Don’t doubt it. Once you hold the net, it’s sure to be a bountiful harvest. Heavenly spirits manifest when precious darling sister’s hand reveals power." 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Jiao had already laughed herself into his arms, "Stop joking. My stomach hurts from laughing."

Finally standing upright, Zhou Jiao quickly moved away from him. If they continued playing, they wouldn’t get home before dark.

Zhang Guoqing pulled up the net, placed it on the shore, and began checking it thoroughly; indeed, there were quite a few small fish and various shrimps. He thought for a moment and asked Zhou Jiao to take out a bamboo basket—this bamboo basket would directly be brought home for his parents.

Apart from the fish, he planned to cook everything today; otherwise, going home, whether it’s the village or county, this strong aroma wouldn’t be allowed for consumption.

Having heard, Zhou Jiao had no objections—in fact, she just worried about not having a place to cook things.

The couple discussed briefly and decided to eat lunch and start cooking.

After lunch, the two took on different tasks. Zhang Guoqing built two large stoves outside and asked Zhou Jiao to attend to the fire. He quickly handled the wild boar himself.

Feeling the progress was slow, Zhou Jiao immediately took out a coal stove, and the three stoves worked simultaneously.

As time passed, with one pot of food coming out after another, Zhou Jiao hurriedly packed them and stored them away.

Smelling the fragrant aroma in the air, she wasn’t worried. In case anyone showed up, she could just store them away, leaving only the contents in the earthen stoves to share with others.

By three in the afternoon, Zhang Guoqing finished roasting the suckling pig over the fire and immediately stopped—quickly proceeding to handle the wild boar. Looking at the wild boar in front of him, he doubted his emotions then. What was there to be happy about? It was exhausting.