Survival skills maxed out, I feed my wife and daughter by catching fish and shrimp

Chen Changfan recalled the fish-spearing techniques used in the Spring and Autumn fishing method and clenched the iron fork in his hand.

He slowly adjusted his breathing, closed his eyes slightly, felt the coolness coming from the palm of his hand, and imagined it as a huge fish hook in his mind.

The next moment, he shifted his center of gravity and took a step forward with his left foot.

He exerted force from his waist, his arms burst into strength instantly, and with a flick of his wrist, he sent the iron fork out violently. With a sharp sound of breaking through the air, the iron fork accurately pierced a small tree as thick as a bowl, almost piercing it through.

"It seems that deduction techniques are not only beneficial for improving fishing skills, but many of the force-generating techniques can also be applied to other fields."

Chen Changfan looked at the destructive power of his fork and nodded with some satisfaction.

"Next, let's try the simulator panel to see if we can deduce a practical attack method."

Silently repeat "infuse adventure" in your heart.

The next moment, the font on the panel scrolled rapidly again:

You studied martial arts on your own, practicing thrusting techniques daily, and in the eighth year, you began to understand the basics.

[Thirteenth year, the techniques are becoming increasingly sophisticated. Three of the moves are the most powerful, powerful enough to penetrate a large tree. This is a minor achievement.]

In the eighteenth year, you felt you had reached a bottleneck. You had mastered the thrusting technique, but it still couldn't penetrate the bandit's armor. You were disheartened.

In the twenty-fifth year, you gained new insights and no longer obsessed with the number of moves. You began to try to combine the three moves.

In the 30th year, you effortlessly thrust out a stick, shocking a bandit to death through his armor. Your skills have reached a peak.

[In the forty-second year, you vaguely understand that this skill still has room for improvement, but your Qi and Blood are declining, and there is no hope of further progress...]

After the deduction was completed, a skill called "Iron Mountain Thorn" was mastered in his heart.

【Iron Mountain Thorn (Great)】

Chen Changfan put away the iron fork with satisfaction. It was just as he expected.

With this simulator system, even a layman like me can understand martial arts.

This made him feel more confident.

In troubled times, one not only needs the ability to make a living and earn money, but also the ability to keep the wealth.

Otherwise, after working hard for most of your life, you will end up making wedding dresses for others.

Chen Changfan was still very satisfied with the power of the Iron Mountain Thorn.

The Iron Mountain Spear at the Great Perfection level is enough to kill a fully armed horse bandit in one blow, let alone an ordinary villager.

Although he was a little curious about what extraordinary things would happen when the Iron Mountain Spear was practiced to perfection.

But I only have a few adventure points, so I'd better save them for now.

He gave it another stab and knocked the small tree down directly. After removing the branches and leaves, the bare piece of wood was just right to be used as a shoulder pole.

Carrying two baskets, Chen Changfan returned home in a good mood.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I heard Shen Cuiyun's loud and angry shout, "Get out!"

Chen Changfan thought he was being scolded, and then he heard a strange man's voice coming from the house.

"Hey, don't scream, little lady. Wait until I, your brother, come in and then you can scream..."

Listening to that obscene voice, it seemed a bit like Sun San from next door.

He only knew that this guy was a lazy bastard who was still single at the age of thirty. He never expected that he would dare to sneak into his house!

What a big dog!

Throwing away the carrying pole, Chen Changfan picked up the iron fork and rushed in.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw Shen Cuiyun holding a kitchen knife in front of her. Her face was pale with fear and she was forced to shrink into the corner.

At this time, Sun San had taken off his outer clothes, revealing two rows of ribs and a dark belly. He was looking at the tearful Shen Cuiyun with a lewd smile on his face.

"I heard that you are a famous village beauty in the surrounding area. You are indeed very beautiful! It's a pity that you, such a beautiful flower, are stuck in that piece of shit Chen Erlang. Let me, your brother, take good care of you..."

As he said this, he was about to pounce forward, but Shen Cuiyun had nowhere to retreat. She made up her mind and decided to fight this gangster to the death. Suddenly, she heard a familiar sound of footsteps, and then saw a tall figure rushing in from the door.

Chen Changfan's eyes were as cold as snow. He shouted "You bastard" and stabbed out with a fork.

Sun San quickly protected his head and chest, but Chen Changfan went straight for the bastard's lower body.

The iron fork accurately pierced Sun San's embroidery needle, and with a slight shake, everything was gone.

“Ah ...

Sun San's body immediately bent like a shrimp, and he ran away wailing all the way.

Shen Cuiyun wanted to chase after him and chop him up, but was stopped by Chen Changfan. "Killing someone means paying with your life. Sun Sangou's life is only one, it's not worth the risk."

When Shen Cuiyun saw Chen Changfan looking at her with concern, all the grievances she had felt suddenly flooded her heart.

The corners of her mouth drooped, and the kitchen knife in her hand fell to the ground with a thud. She threw herself into Chen Changfan's arms and burst into tears.

"Erlang, I fought to the death, but that bastard didn't even touch me..."

With the beauty in his arms, Chen Changfan's originally furious heart melted at this moment.

He held up his wife's red face lovingly and kissed it gently.

Shen Cuiyun's cheeks suddenly turned red as if they were burning. Seeing her shy look, Chen Changfan felt a surge of heat in his heart.

Just as he was about to take further action, he suddenly heard Luo Luo crying from inside the house.

The beauty in his arms turned around and ran into the house as if escaping, picked up Luoluo and comforted her softly.

Chen Changfan couldn't help but smile bitterly.

How much does this kid not want a brother or sister? He chooses to cry at this time.

Suppressing the romantic feelings in his heart, Chen Changfan took out the rice, flour, oil, salt and cloth he had bought in the county town.

Shen Cuiyun's eyes lit up.

She immediately thought about how much money this might cost, and her heart ached again:

"It's fine if you bought rice, flour, oil, and salt, but you pulled out such a big piece of cloth. It's not Chinese New Year..."

Ordinary families don’t have money to buy cloth to make new clothes during the New Year!

"You can return the cloth now. You can exchange it for a lot of food. I know you are good at fishing and can make money, but that's not how you spend money."

She is indeed a daughter-in-law who knows how to live. She does not seek enjoyment, but only thinks about how to live a good life.

Chen Changfan praised silently in his heart, and then touched it in his arms.

Uh... there's only one copper coin left.

He felt around again and pulled out a tael of silver.

"silver?"

Shen Cuiyun's beautiful eyes widened, and she couldn't help but exclaimed, then quickly covered her mouth, as if she was afraid that others would hear her.

Chen Changfan felt a little amused when he saw his wife's useless appearance.

She was scared silly by one or two taels of silver?

He took Shen Cuiyun's hand, placed the silver coin in her palm, and said something that could instantly convince countless women:

"Spend it! If it's not enough, ask me for more!"

Shen Cuiyun tightly grasped the silver in her hand and looked at the tall figure in front of her, unable to help feeling dizzy.

She was almost overwhelmed by happiness.

That night, the couple set up a small table on the kang and began to prepare dinner.

Under the oil lamp, on the kang, Shen Cuiyun's face always had a beautiful blush, which made Chen Changfan feel itchy.

The little guy Luoluo had a full meal of milk and began to sleep soundly again. Now is the best time to build closer feelings with him.

Chen Changfan was about to speak when he heard a sound like a broken gong coming from outside the yard, breaking this rare warmth.

"Chen Erlang favors his wife over his mother! He brings his own little stash of money and rents a house, leaving us all starving and freezing! Do you think that little bastard Luo Luo is your child? You think being a cuckold is pretty cool, right?"

Chen Changfan's face turned cold, and before he could get off the kang, he heard the newly repaired courtyard door being slammed open.

His cheap parents and his good-for-nothing elder brother and his family stood in the yard and started cursing loudly.