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

Seeing that no one was moving, Zhang Wumao instantly despaired, sat down on the ground, and burst into tears.

"Please! Just sell me anywhere! I'll take whatever money I can get! I need to save my brother, I absolutely have to save my brother! My family only has my brother and me left. If my brother dies, how am I supposed to survive? I might as well go with my parents and brother!"

Judging from Zhang Wumao's sallow and emaciated appearance, it's obvious that he hasn't had enough to eat for years.

He's already emotionally agitated so much; if he continues like this, his body simply won't be able to withstand the strain.

In those famine years, many people went hungry and starved to death.

And quite a few people have gone insane due to the fear of starving to death and the resulting mental stress.

Zhang Yang felt deeply that what lay before him was not just one life, but four or five cents, two lives!

He couldn't stand idly by.

Boom!

Zhang Yang decisively and swiftly delivered a chop to the back of Wu Mao's neck, knocking the kid unconscious.

"Zhang Yang! What are you doing?!" Zhang Haiquan yelled.

Zhang Yang calmly explained, "Wu Mao isn't listening to anything right now. It's no use saying anything to him. If we let him keep crying and shouting like this, he'll go crazy!"

"Besides, the journey to the county town is long and arduous, and this kid is so fragile, I can't take him with me! I might as well leave him in the village and let the villagers look after him for now."

“I take responsibility for this. I’ll take Simao to the hospital in the city first to see what’s wrong.”

Zhang Haiquan also had the same idea.

But medical expenses are really hard to say.

Zhang Simao's family definitely couldn't afford it.

If further examinations are needed and treatment is required, where will we get the money for such a large expense?

Zhang Haiquan first looked at the group from Wulipu, "Give me all the money you have on you!"

The man with the mole chuckled dryly, "Captain, you know our situation perfectly well! Where would we get any money?"

"Don't think you can just let this go! Wulipu is completely responsible for the mess we've made today! If you're not willing to part with the little bit of silver you have now, then when I start investigating, not only will you few be held accountable, but your entire militia squad will pay the price for this!"

The man with the mole remained unconvinced and stubbornly denied it.

"So many people die these days! Who knows if this kid had some kind of problem before! He caught a chill in the mountains last night, and then bumped into something a couple of times on the way back, and that's how he ended up like this..."

The man with the mole started to cry, "Captain, you can't blame us for this! Nobody saw us do it!"

Zhang Haiquan was furious. "Looks like my word as the team leader doesn't carry any weight anymore! Fine, if you're not going to pay up now, then you can go home! Don't get in the way here!"

This time he didn't say anything about punishment, but it still made the people in Wulipu panic.

It would be best if the punishment were clearly defined.

If this isn't made clear, who knows where else they might be held hostage?

He is, after all, the captain.

His words carry weight!

Some people could no longer contain their fear and pulled out several crumpled banknotes from their pockets.

Once someone takes the lead, the others stop struggling.

They searched all their pockets, scraping together what little they could, and managed to come up with less than two yuan.

"My wife manages all the money in our household; we really don't have much money left..."

Zhang Yang did not doubt their words.

These days, there's hardly anywhere to spend money.

If neighbors need something, they can exchange it for food.

So nobody had much money on them.

Zhang Yang glanced at Zhang Haiquan and said, "I'll go to my house to get some money first, and then the brothers will take Simao to the county on a cart. We can discuss the rest later; saving lives is the priority."

Is Zhang Yang's family rich?

Also.

This kid even promised to compensate Wang Jie's family with 500 yuan!

I wonder what happened to them after they sold the wolf last time.

Zhang Haiquan really wanted to find out the truth, but as the head of the commune, he couldn't bring himself to say it openly in front of others. So he waved his hand and told Zhang Yang to go home and get the money first.

When Zhang Yang returned home, Li Huifang came looking for him immediately.

"How did things go?"

Zhang Yang gripped Li Huifang's shoulders tightly and gave her repeated instructions.

"I need to take Brother Zhang Simao to the county hospital! While I'm away, you and Dongzi keep the door locked. If anyone comes up to cause trouble, shout loudly and call all the neighbors!"

Zhang Yan ran out of the house.

"Why do we have to go to the county? The county is so far away, and I haven't even finished making your new shoes yet! If you go in these old shoes, what will your feet look like when you get back!"

Zhang Yang didn't care about any of that.

He then instructed his sister, "As long as we're alive, everything is still alright! Sister, when I'm not home, you must keep an eye on things and make sure no one in the family gets bullied!"

Zhang Yan wanted to cry, feeling that her younger brother's journey was likely to end badly.

Little did they know, Zhang Yang harbored a secret, unspoken expectation for this journey.

He took 20 yuan and also put the black stone he had picked up in the black market cellar last time into his pocket.

Holding back her tears, Li Huifang hurriedly fried seven or eight pancakes and asked Zhang Yan to pack two jugs of yellow wine for Zhang Yang to take as provisions on his way to the county town.

"My child, I trust that you know what you're doing. Go early and come back early. You'll be safe on the way, and nothing will happen!"

Zhang Yang gave Li Huifang and Zhang Yan a determined look.

"Don't overthink it, just stay home and wait for me to come back!"

Then he picked up his things and went back to the clinic.

Zhang Haiquan and the doctors had rearranged the cart and provided Simao with some basic cold-weather gear.

Zhao Dong was mentally prepared and wanted to go with them, but Zhang Yang kept him behind.

“I’m not home, but the house can’t be without a man. You have to go and keep watch for me.”

"Qian Weiguo didn't show up today. I don't know what he's up to this time."

“There are still a few dozen yuan at home. If Wang Jie comes to ask for money while I’m not home, give him the few dozen yuan first, then have him write a receipt in front of everyone, and tell him that I will make up the rest within a month.”

"In short, don't start any more conflicts, don't let him harm his family, and don't let my mother and sister worry."

"I don't trust anyone else, but you're like a brother to me, so I'll have to rely on you for the next couple of days."

Zhao Dong was moved to tears upon hearing this.

"Yangzi, stop talking. If you say another word, I'll think you're going to your death..."

Zhang Yang still had a lot to say, but seeing Zhao Dong's reaction, he stopped talking and, together with the Gao brothers, lifted the cart and set off for the county town.