Rebirth in the 50s: The Couple with the Hidden Space-Chapter 513 - 397: The Wolf Is Coming

The pig and chicken farms in Kao Shan Village were attacked by wolves again, but fortunately no one was injured.

Zhang Guoqing got the news from Zhang the Second and he couldn’t sit still anymore.

Living by the mountain, relying on its resources, especially as he entrusted his people’s lives to the resource-rich Daqing Mountain, that was the only way out.

How could he let these roadblocks stop his plans and schemes?

Zhao Dashan was about to report it up the chain.

Zhang Guoqing asked him for a leave of absence.

It’s not that Zhang Guoqing doubted his colleagues’ abilities, but wolves are too cunning. With Mr. Wang and the sedative, there’s no need for accidental casualties.

How could Zhao Dashan agree? He promised Zhou Xiaozheng to ensure the safety of their family of three.

In the end, it was Zhou Jiao who stepped in and persuaded Zhao Dashan.

At the office, Zhao Dashan set the time and arranged for support personnel. Once everything seemed secure, Zhang Guoqing bid farewell to his colleagues and led his wife and child back to the village.

Zhang Guoqing’s return brought joy to the villagers. Especially upon hearing that the county would bring weapons for the operation, everyone secretly planned to follow up the mountain.

No matter how big the snow, it couldn’t outdo the allure of meat.

Zhang Guoqing had no time for small talk with everyone and accompanied a dozen hunters to Mr. Wang’s house.

Mr. Wang glanced at the young man following inside and secretly rolled his eyes. Being older, he really didn’t want to be the leader. If anything happened to someone, it would be hard to explain.

As for those young county fellows, he didn’t have high hopes.

After hesitating for a while, Mr. Wang sent his eldest son to notify the old hunters in nearby villages to come over for a meeting and discuss how to eradicate the wolves.

Zhang Guoqing took the opportunity during their discussion to gesture to Mr. Wang.

The two stepped out of the courtyard, and Zhang Guoqing took out a bottle of modified sedative and handed it to Mr. Wang.

Mr. Wang took it and asked peevishly, "What? Trying to curry favor now? Don’t you have anything better to do? If you’re bored, go have a child with your wife."

"Hehe... Elder, this is a sedative. Didn’t I go to Beijing last year? Later we followed our seniors to the South. This is something good picked up from the South. I managed to get five bottles with great effort; it’s just right to try this time."

Mr. Wang scoffed, "You need to go south for this? Who doesn’t have it?"

Hearing this, Zhang Guoqing’s eyes lit up. This old man is really hiding some tricks. Well, there are quite a few flower thieves among martial arts experts. Hehe, did the elder do anything like that when he was young?

Mr. Wang stuffed the bottle into his bosom, patted Zhang Guoqing’s forehead, and said, "Don’t get any ideas! No way would I tell you. You must’ve asked someone for a recipe, right? No one tells an outsider if they’re not a family disciple. Keep this tight, it can’t be spread."

Zhang Guoqing quickly nodded.

"Tomorrow there will be too many eyes, definitely don’t use the medicine. Do it like them, use the traditional methods. Do you still remember the skills your grandpa taught you?"

Zhang Guoqing nodded repeatedly, reluctantly glancing at the bottle in his bosom. No matter how mild the revised effect was, it was the sedative his wife concocted, and now the elder took it.

Mr. Wang saw this and laughed heartily, immediately turning and heading home. It’s not easy to get anything from this young man. Hmm, he needs to test out the effect first. If it works well, he can find ways to befriend this little fox. He doesn’t believe the young man only has four bottles; he must have nine more.

The entire afternoon was busy notifying, and almost all the old hunters were gathered. After puffing on a few dry pipes, they quickly arranged the plan. They would depart the next day, with Kao Shan Village providing rations.

As for the armed forces, they better not interfere; let them observe from the outer perimeter.

Zhang Guoqing chuckled silently to himself—he knew the elders looked down on outsiders.

After discussing everything, he quickly rode off to notify Zhao Dashan.

Upon hearing that so many old hunters were involved, Zhao Dashan was overjoyed. He too was concerned about his men getting into trouble, so he quickly called a meeting, emphasizing that having meat was the main point.

On the way back to the village, Zhang Guoqing rode along, pondering to himself.

Upon returning home, finding no one, he headed to the old courtyard. Sure enough, Zhou Jiao and their son were there, with a few old ladies and young wives in the kitchen. He didn’t go in and waved to Zhou Jiao.

"Haven’t even seen the meat yet and already thinking about how to eat it, quite fast."

Zhou Jiao covered her mouth and chuckled. That was not the only thing; just earlier when the news spread about the action the day after tomorrow, everyone was already planning how to have their men follow up the mountain to take advantage.

Zhang Guoqing looked up at the sky, thinking it a pity.

Zhou Jiao peeked around and beckoned him to lean in, whispering, "Tomorrow we go up the mountain first."

Zhang Guoqing rubbed her head vigorously, dream on! He had no intention of taking her to the mountain.

"Cough... cough..." Mr. Zhang was at the gate, seeing the young couple flirting, coughed hard in reminder.

Zhang Guoqing looked up and quickly instructed the blushing Zhou Jiao, "Dad, Uncle, Uncle Zhang, come in. Wife, go home and bring some side dishes."

"You came back from the county? Everything is settled, right?"

"Yes."

Zhang Guoqing followed them into the main room, got on the kang, and finally asked what he wanted to know, "Uncle, does the township have any policy on the ownership of hunted game?"

Uncle Zhang smiled and nodded, "Whoever hunts the wolf gets to keep it. Wild boars can be counted against the team’s pig quota, and those caught can be sold to the government, with smaller quantities left for the team kitchens."

Uncle Zhang winked at him and whispered, "That’s what they say. Rules are dead, people are alive."

Zhang Guoqing understood immediately and nodded.

Next as they drank on the kang, he didn’t bring it up again and quietly listened to Mr. Zhang and his two brothers chat away.

Zhou Jiao came in with the side dishes and then took their child home.

Once home, she poured the red kidney beans into water to soak.

Earlier she found out that this year everyone would eat at the canteen, and tomorrow the whole village would start making steamed bean buns. So she planned to prepare the sweet bean paste tonight, and once the village began its activity, her family wouldn’t be noticed.

"Mommy, are the buns tasty?"

"Sweet, but Mommy doesn’t know if they’re good. You can taste them tomorrow. If you like them, Mommy will make them for you often."

"I like dumplings."

Zhou Jiao glanced at him and nodded with a smile, "Then Mommy will make more dumplings. But keep it a secret, besides dad, don’t tell anyone."

Ping’an giggled happily.

Seeing this, Zhou Jiao quickly added more red kidney beans. She didn’t know when her mother-in-law planned to start making sticky bean buns. Better prepare more, as it wouldn’t be convenient once they returned to the county.

In the tranquility of the night, the family of three lay on the kang, clearly hearing the wolves’ howls after the child fell asleep.

Knowing that Zhang Guoqing planned to scout the mountain path early the next day, Zhou Jiao used every trick in the book to persuade him to take her along. Ever since her last visit, she hadn’t seen the winter mountain scenery. How could she give up so easily? She persisted with all her might, and as for the outcome of who won between the couple, only daylight would tell.