Rebirth in the 50s: The Couple with the Hidden Space novel Chapter 787

Chapter 787: Chapter 661: Unexpected Encounter—Beasts Clash

The next morning, as wisps of smoke rose from every household in Zhang Family Village, Little Ping’an suddenly sprang up from the bed after a night of good dreams, rubbing his eyes in surprise at the sleeping pair.

Zhang Guoqing was already awake and suddenly opened his eyes to smile at his son, "Why are you up so early? Go back to sleep for a bit."

Ping’an looked out the window in confusion, "Is it early? Without the bugle, I’m not used to it."

Zhang Guoqing was about to reply when he felt his wife uneasily moving beside him. He quickly tapped her gently, and when he saw her continue sleeping, he quietly got off the bed, holding his son, and left the room.

Standing in the living room, father and son breathed a sigh of relief together and tapped their chests simultaneously.

Zhang Guoqing looked at his little son Little Douding on the ground, feeling delighted!

"Dad, are we going up the mountain today?"

Zhang Guoqing raised an eyebrow, "In the morning, we have to pick the lettuce and cucumbers in the backyard, or the crab apples will be wasted if we don’t harvest them."

Ping’an frowned at him, calculating on his fingers to explain, "A pound of wild boar meat can sell for one dollar, while vegetables are only a few cents? Ten pounds of meat can buy a hundred pounds of vegetables. Before dinner, can you ask Brother Xi Zi and others to help, okay?"

Zhang Guoqing tousled his short hair, "Then act quickly. We’ll go early and return early."

"Dad?"

"Shh," Zhang Guoqing pointed to the inner room, "Your mom doesn’t want us two to go up the mountain, keep it quiet. If dad gets punished by your mom, you have to stand up for dad."

Little Ping’an happily nodded repeatedly.

The pair rushed into the courtyard, quickly washed up, and after listening at the window until they heard no movement from the inner room, they happily clapped their hands together.

Zhang Guoqing grabbed a basket from the west wing, picked up his son, closed the door, and went out. It was just dawn, and the father and son wouldn’t go far; they could return by noon after a quick loop.

Once out the door, Ping’an wasn’t worried about being stopped by his mom. On the way up the mountain, he watched the distant fields as the members gradually started working, the little figure shaking his head.

"What’s up?" Zhang Guoqing patted his head, following his gaze, somewhat understanding. He quickly ran forward, comforting the child with reassurance.

This time, going up the mountain, Zhang Guoqing wasn’t aiming to hunt anything wild. Without Zhou Jiao around, carrying things down the mountain would be inconvenient, and his goal was to let his son familiarize himself with the environment.

The morning forest still had dew, and some areas were shrouded in mist. He was like a kangaroo, with his son strapped to his chest and a basket on his back, running everywhere and explaining to the child how to handle special situations.

The "kangaroo kid" in front was fully serious, lips tightly pursed, holding a small stone, listening with full concentration to his dad’s guidance.

This time, without Zhou Jiao beside him as a distraction, Zhang Guoqing moved swiftly. The father and son didn’t even bat an eye when encountering wild rabbits fleeing in the grass.

Ping’an understood well the saying that Daqing Mountain was like their family’s backyard. With his dad’s abilities, living in the village wasn’t a worry about missing out on meat or having a bad life.

The father was patient in his explanation, and the son listened attentively. Time passed unknowingly, and when Zhang Guoqing reached the outskirts of the deep mountains, two hours had passed.

He softly narrated forward, "Beyond here is the deep mountains. Without some skills, going further, you can hardly return. When your dad was eight, your great-grandfather took me inside; every kind of wild animal is in there, and the most dangerous isn’t the big beasts, but the Mist Forest.

From here, walk for an hour or two, and you’ll reach the Mist Forest. Beyond this Mist Forest, your dad only went twice; people don’t dare to go further. Those two times, once was with your great-grandfather and a group of people, and another was years ago with Grandpa Wang and the others."

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