Let's just drift through life together in this quick transmigration story.

Liu Jianping was at home. As it got dark, he started cooking. Taking advantage of Xiong Bufan's absence, he began to verbally abuse Xiong Bufan without restraint to vent his anger. He couldn't curse him to his face, but it was good to vent his anger behind his back.

After the three finished their meal, they disappeared. It would be better if they never came back, so that Daqiang could find another wife and have a good grandson.

Having been given the task of rebuilding the ancestral hall, Cui Daqiang began searching for suitable timber on the mountain. Once spring arrived, the wood would be dried and processed before it could be used directly, preventing a complete disaster later on.

Cui Daqiang didn't object to repairing the ancestral hall, as it was a major event for the family. However, as punishment, he held a grudge against Xiong Bufan in his heart. He preferred to rebuild the ancestral hall himself after returning to his hometown in glory, rather than being forced to do so. He was already being lenient with the village chief for violating village rules, but he was still a little uneasy that An Qingnuan hadn't taken any action this time.

Before nightfall, Xiong Bufan returned home with the wild boar and its two cubs.

When Liu Jianping finished cooking and came out of the house, he saw the wild boar in front of Xiong Bufan. The wild boar weighed at least 100 pounds. Liu Jianping walked around the wild boar and said, "You guys are really lucky to have brought back a wild boar."

Cui Di proudly said, "Grandma, this is the one my mom beat to death with a stick."

Liu Jianping chuckled twice. "Kids love to joke. I'll go boil some water so I can remove the pig's hair. We can't waste this wild boar hide."

"Brother, go and call your father back, and get a few more people over. We'll deal with the wild boar."

"it is good."

The dog went back into the house and found some kerosene lamps, then went to start a fire.

Seeing that Liu Jianping had made all the arrangements, Xiong Bufan went back to her room, found a place to sit down, and ate the food Liu Jianping had prepared. She was really hungry and wouldn't have the energy to work if she didn't eat her fill.

Cui Daqiang was called back by his brother as soon as he came down the mountain. They also called Cui Dahai, because Cui Dahai often hunted wild animals and had experience in handling them.

Cui Dahai thought it was a child's joke, but he followed along anyway. He was surprised to find a real wild boar on the ground, even bigger than the one he had caught with a lasso yesterday. "I'll go back and get my tools."

I came here to see a joke, but I ended up becoming the joke myself.

Cui Daqiang clearly hadn't expected such a large wild boar, and even started borrowing a table to put it on for processing.

After all the tools were ready, Cui Dahai called over another person, and Liu Jianping had also boiled the water. Everyone then got to work with great enthusiasm.

Cui Dahai assumed that Cui Daqiang had hunted the wild boar and looked at him with new respect, saying, "Brother, where did you catch this boar? It's really big."

Cui Daqiang scraped off the fur with a knife, "I didn't hunt it; Qingnuan brought it back."

Xiong Bufan sat in the house watching them operate, as if watching a show. Cui Dahai glanced at Xiong Bufan and felt that An Qingnuan seemed different from the one he knew before. However, he firmly believed that An Qingnuan had not killed the wild boar. Such a gentle and kind person would not kill.

Cui Daqiang deliberately concealed the matter of the wild boar. If he didn't want to tell anyone, he shouldn't have made up such an absurd excuse. Cui Dahai began to focus on dealing with the wild boar, thinking that the sooner he finished, the less trouble he would have to worry about.

The wild boar's head was cut off, then its internal organs were removed, and finally the wild boar meat was butchered.

Cui Dahai liked to eat pig's head, so Cui Daqiang took it upon himself to give the pig's head to Cui Dahai. Observing Xiong Bufan's expression, Xiong Bufan did not show any displeasure, but just kept looking at the pork.

The other person received some offal and two pig trotters, and the two left happily.

All the wild boar meat was cooked. Liu Jianping felt bad, but he didn't dare to say anything. No one can eat a whole pig in one meal.

Cui Di and Gou'er tended the fire at the stove, while Xiong Bufan would occasionally come out of the house to check if the meat in the pot was cooked.

Cui Daqiang sharpened the saw blade so they could continue cutting down trees tomorrow. Liu Jianping crushed the charcoal, put it in a basin, and stirred it with a stick to clean the pig bristles. These were good materials for making calligraphy brushes, and once cleaned, they could be sold for a good price.

The aroma of meat filled the small courtyard, making the neighbor's child drool.

When the meat was about 80% cooked, Xiong Bufan scooped a piece of meat out of the pot and started gnawing on it, his mouth dripping with oil. Cui Di and Gou'er also scooped out a small piece and started gnawing on it.

Liu Jianping picked up a piece of meat, placed it on a plate, and asked Cui Daqiang to deliver it to the village chief. Although the village chief didn't care about An Qingnuan's beating, he still took good care of them. Xiong Bufan pretended not to see it and lowered his head to eat the meat.

After Xiong Bufan transmigrated, although not every meal was entirely vegetarian, this was the first time he had eaten meat to his heart's content. Cui Di carefully moved next to Xiong Bufan and said, "Mom, the meat is so delicious. When I make money in the future, I will buy you meat every day."

Kongkong drooled in the space and heard Cui Di's words, "What a filial and good child, Bufan. Be nicer to the child in the future."

Xiong Bufan gave Cui Di a rib, saying, "Eat more if you like it!"

The dog didn't dare to eat big bites, and could only gnaw on bones with little meat, but life was much better than before.

Liu Jianping scooped out two pig trotters for Cui Daqiang and a pig tail for himself. He sat by the stove and ate them. His fingers still couldn't bend, but they were slowly recovering.

The village chief beamed with joy after receiving the meat. "It must have been hard for Daqiang to make this trip. It wasn't easy for you to hunt this animal."

Cui Daqiang: "They were all hunted by Qingnuan."

The village chief's newly made walking stick still sat by the wall. He had spent the whole afternoon working on it before it was barely usable. He patted Cui Daqiang on the shoulder and said, "Qingnuan is a thoughtful child. Go back and live a good life with her. Things will get better eventually."

"Oh, Uncle, don't worry."

Uncle, it's getting late, you should get some rest. I'll be going now.

The village chief instructed Zhao Shuxian, "Old woman, see Daqiang off."

"I know, I know."

Zhao Shuxian saw Cui Daqiang to the door, and Cui Daqiang walked back by himself.

The village chief, who had been smoking a cigarette at some point, said, "Old woman, it seems that Daqiang's wife isn't Daqiang's wife anymore."

"You have to live your own life. Don't say scary things late at night, or you'll scare Hongfa."

The village chief remained silent, simply smoking to himself.

Zhao Shuxian put the meat in the cupboard to prevent stray cats from stealing it.

The next morning, Cui Di woke up from her dream. She still felt like the meat she ate yesterday was a dream. She smacked her lips, and it seemed like there was still a lingering taste of meat in her mouth, proving that it wasn't a dream.

Having learned about the benefits of hunting yesterday, Xiong Bufan carried his two cubs up the mountain again today. After smelling the food, he put down Cui Di and Gou'er and went to find something to eat.

Knowing he hadn't been abandoned, Tweety even started gathering branches around him, preparing to start a fire with the dog.

Just as a small flame appeared on the firewood pile, Xiong Bufan flashed behind them. "Come on, I'll take you two to another place to start a fire!"

"mom?"

The dog stomped out the flames and gathered the firewood, saying, "Okay, sister."

Xiong Bufan placed the two cubs at the entrance of a hole. "Let's light a fire." He put his hands in his pockets. When he first discovered the badger's den, Xiong Bufan had planned to dig it open with his hands, but it was frozen solid. Xiong Bufan tried to pry it open for a long time without any success. He could only call Cui Di and Gou'er over here and smoke them out with fire.

The firewood was all prepared, and Gou'er quickly lit the fire. Once the fire was burning, Xiong Bufan put a lot of wormwood stalks on it, and thick smoke immediately appeared.

Xiong Bufan picked up Gou'er and Cui Di and put them on a tree. "Wait for me here." He then found a stick and stood not far from the cave entrance.

A black figure darted out of a hole not far away, and Cui Di shouted, "Mom, the badger is over there!"

Xiong Bufan rushed over even faster, hitting one on the head with his stick, then the second, the third, ... the fifth.

Before the dog could even see clearly, Xiong Bufan had already knocked the badger down.

Xiong Bufan tied three dogs to the front and three to the back with a wooden stick, then carried Cui Di and led the dog down the mountain.

If it had been about ten years later, Xiong Bufan wouldn't have dared to be so reckless. (The badger was listed as an endangered species on the IUCN Red List in 2008; protecting wild animals is everyone's responsibility.)

Looking at the little meat left in the pot, Liu Jianping exclaimed that Xiong Bufan didn't know how to manage money, but fortunately, the oil in the pot could be scraped off and the meat could last for a while longer.