Reborn at 60: I Helped My Sister Get Rich Starting from Hunting

While building roads, farming, managing the militia squad, Zhang Yang also had to brew wine.

He has inexhaustible energy and endless things to do every day.

Spring and summer flew by, and on this early autumn day, Zhang Yang suddenly discovered that all five warehouses in his backyard were now filled with his medicinal wines, making it a small-scale winery.

If someone like Qian Weiguo were to report and target him for the existence of such a "drinking ground," he would be in grave danger, with no way to defend himself.

unless--

Zhang Yang turned his gaze southward.

Unless, I go to Hong Kong.

That area has a market economy, free trade, and a huge, prosperous port, allowing for direct exports overseas.

Once the thought popped into my head, it grew stronger and stronger.

Zhang Yang quickly began preparations for his trip to Hong Kong.

Then he became even busier.

On the evening before the Mid-Autumn Festival, the children suddenly became very happy. Zhang Wen and Zhang Fei ran over and said, "Brother! The road is fixed now, right?"

"When can we change classrooms?"

"Brother! Do you have any bicycles that little kids can ride? That way I can take my little sister to school!"

The two of them were talking back and forth when Zhang Yang, who was about to go out to find Zhao Dong, heard this and said to them, "You can change classrooms on Mid-Autumn Festival."

During this period, the children in Zhangjiatun all studied in one classroom, and there was only one teacher, Lin Qiushui.

Zhang Yang had consulted with the people in the commune about building a school three months earlier, and the higher-ups quickly agreed, approving the construction of a school on a plot of land near the commune.

Now, the school is finally finished.

In the future, not only children from Zhangjiatun, but also children from other townships will be able to come and study.

And Lin Qiushui was no longer the only teacher, finally she didn't have to be so tired.

Surrounded by Zhang Wen and Zhang Fei, Zhang Yang came out with a hunting rifle when he suddenly saw Zhang Minde running towards him: "Yangzi, Yangzi!"

Ever since Zhang Yang gave Zhang Minde the medicinal wine, Zhang Minde has been drinking a cup every day. In addition, due to the current weather, Zhang Minde's old leg pain and limp have long since disappeared.

He ran while shouting, "Yangzi, something's happened!"

Upon hearing that "something happened," Zhang Wen and Zhang Fei became very nervous.

Zhang Yang remained calm and strode forward to greet him: "Uncle Lao De, what happened?"

After Zhang Minde ran up, he pointed behind him and said breathlessly, "Wulipu, people from Wulipu just came looking for us. They said Wang Jie is dead!"

Zhang Wen and Zhang Fei paused, and then Zhang Wen said first, "I thought something had happened, but it turns out he's dead."

Just then, Zhao Dong came over and asked, "Huh? Wang Jie is dead? How did he die?"

Zhang Minde said, "No one had seen him for many days. Then they said that his house had been smelling particularly bad lately, and the neighbors couldn't stand it. They called the production team to go in together, and they found Wang Jie dead on the ground, his body rotting."

Zhao Dong gave a disgusted look: "How did he die? Didn't they say he was scavenging for food in those garbage dumps? He shouldn't have starved to death."

Not only did he scavenge for food in garbage dumps, but he also reportedly scooped up swill buckets that others had left at intersections.

Zhang Yang's face remained expressionless as he calmly said, "It probably died from eating too much moldy, smelly, and rotten food."

The last time I saw Wang Jie was when he took the initiative to go to Zhangjiatun to see Ya Ya.

At that time, I felt that Wang Jie looked decades older, thin and bony, smelly and very dirty.

However, he was unable to enter Zhangjiatun; the patrolling militia squad stopped him directly.

He knelt and prayed outside the village, saying he wanted to see Ya Ya and wanted her to give him, his father, a meal.

As more and more people arrived to chase him away, Wang Jie suddenly became anxious, stood up, and shouted at the crowd, "I am her father, none of you can stop me, I'm going to find my daughter!"

"If you won't give me food, I'll eat her!"

"She's my daughter, why can't I see her? She's doing so well now, what am I to her! No way, I have to have some food..."

He became increasingly incoherent, and was eventually tied up and thrown back by the exasperated crowd.

Zhang Yang paused, turned around, and looked behind him.

Zhang Yan led Ya Ya, who had just learned to walk, out of the house.

Zhang Minde's shouts just now indicated that something had happened, and Zhang Yan heard them too.

Zhang Yang frowned slightly: "Sister, Wang Jie is dead."

Zhang Yan wasn't particularly moved; she found herself neither unhappy nor depressed.

but……

Zhang Yan looked down at Ya Ya, whom she was holding hands with.

As Ya Ya grew older, her facial features gradually developed.

Fortunately, Ya Ya resembles Zhang Yan more and has nothing to do with Wang Jie or Qian Chunfen.

However, Ya Ya is still Wang Jie's biological daughter.

The little girl had a piece of milk candy in her mouth. She blinked and looked up at Zhang Yan. She didn't quite understand the emotions of adults, nor did she understand what death was.

She didn't even know who Wang Jie was.

Zhang Minde also looked at Ya Ya, then said to Zhang Yang and Zhang Yan, "Look, over there with Wang Jie... at least Ya Ya is..."

Zhang Yang immediately said, "Uncle Lao De, Ya Ya is Ya Ya, she's my older sister's daughter. My older sister has no connection with them anymore. If you really want to say there's a connection, their family still owes us forty yuan."

Zhang Minde said, "Yangzi, that's not how it works, after all... right?"

“No,” Zhang Yang said.

Zhang Yan held Ya Ya's hand tightly and said, "Uncle Lao De, I won't take Ya Ya there. Let Wang Jie's family do whatever they want. That's Wulipu's business. If no one collects the body, let it rot there. What does it have to do with us?"

Zhang Minde hesitated, "But if we don't go, Ya Ya will grow up, and I don't know if people will point fingers at her... After all, Ya Ya and Wang Jie are..."

Zhao Dong shouted, "Uncle Lao De, what else do you want? Our Sister Yanzi worked like a slave for the Wang family before, wasn't that enough? They still owe us 40 yuan, and we don't even expect them to pay it back! What else do you want?"

Zhang Yang's voice was relatively gentle: "Uncle Lao De, this has nothing to do with you, and you don't need to worry about their family. If Ya Ya is really pointed at and gossiped about when she grows up, then we can simply leave Zhangjiatun and Zhenhai City."

Zhang Minde was taken aback: "Yangzi, where are you going?"

Zhang Yang said, "Uncle Lao De, don't worry about these things for now. If anyone else comes from Wulipu, you can help us deal with them. I'm going up the mountain now."

Seeing the hunting rifle in Zhang Yang's hand, Zhang Minde could only nod and say, "Alright, Yangzi, you guys go ahead and get busy."

After Zhang Minde left, Zhang Yang looked at Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan grinned: "Don't worry about me, it's nothing. I was just thinking, why is Wang Jie dead now? He should have died a long time ago! Ya Ya is fine too, she can't speak properly yet, and she doesn't understand anything!"

Zhang Yang was completely relieved: "Okay, let's go hunting first. Tonight's game will be used for the school feast for all the children!"

Zhang Wen and Zhang Fei cheered immediately: "Yay!!"