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

At this point in the story, Wang Zhaodi had reached her own conclusion:

It seems that what Zhang Yang, Zhao Dong, and the others moved back were indeed things from this old man's house.

So, their word doesn't count; it's this old man's word that counts!

But how could someone as precious as Wang Zhaodi wash the feet of a stinky old man?

If I touch his stinky feet every day from now on, won't my hands get stinky too?!

From now on, I'll have to smell the stench while eating, and the meat won't taste good anymore!

Let whoever can live like this get through it; she certainly can't!

"Dongzi! Have you thought this through? I'm only giving you one chance. If you don't cherish it, don't blame me for being ruthless to you later!"

"Hahaha!"

Laughter from the Zhao family courtyard rose along with the sun on the horizon.

Wang Zhaodi, feeling she had made a fool of herself, left in a huff.

……

Zhang Yang finally got a good night's sleep.

When they woke up, Old Man Jiang and Zhang Yan had already tidied up Zhao Dong's yard and made it look brand new.

"Are you hungry? I made you some pancakes!"

Zhang Yan seemed to have come back to life, her eyes radiating warmth and joy.

Zhang Yang was very happy to see her like this.

But right now, I can't be happy yet.

He has more important things to do.

Zhang Yang discussed with Old Jiang, "Uncle Jiang, I plan to share some of the bear meat with the villagers."

Old Jiang nodded repeatedly, "You must be confused after your nap, right? That bear is yours! The money is yours too! You can do whatever you want with it! Don't ask me!"

“No, I need your help.” Zhang Yang chuckled. “The commune has set a rule for us: anything we hunt that weighs more than 20 jin must be handed over to the commune for distribution… This bear can’t be said to be mine; it has to be said to be yours.”

Old Jiang understood and nodded again, "Alright, just say I led you on the hunt."

“Hmm.” Zhang Yang added, “Not only should we say that you led the hunt, but you should also be the one to deliver it.”

Old Jiang hurriedly waved his hand, "That won't do! If that's the case, wouldn't it all be my credit?"

Zhang Yang pressed him down, "You should think it over carefully. Do you want to go back to your old mountain village by yourself, or live with us?"

After the commotion that morning, Zhang Yang figured it out.

Old Jiang and he, and Zhao Dong, had become incredibly close.

Old Jiang had always treated them very well. Last time, when they sold medicinal herbs to raise money to save Zhang Simao, it was all because of Old Jiang's kindness! He didn't ask for anything in return!

And this morning, he was so protective of Zhao Dong.

Zhang Yangquan saw it all.

He was very moved.

He could also sense that Old Jiang, who had been a bachelor all his life, did not want a miserable old age.

How wonderful it would be to have a warm house where the whole family can stay together happily, occasionally bickering and arguing!

He's someone who's experienced loss; he understands that feeling all too well!

But Zhang Yang also knew that even if Old Jiang thought that way, he wouldn't bring it up easily.

He's also a proud old man; otherwise, why wouldn't he have avoided burdening his relatives even after his house collapsed?

Therefore, he had to be the one to say these words.

Sure enough, after Zhang Yang asked that question, Old Jiang was speechless.

Zhang Yang continued, "Look, the money that was supposed to be used to build you a house has vanished in the blink of an eye, and the plan to rebuild the house is still a long way off."

“You love Dongzi so much, and Dongzi happens to have no family left... He’s a very reckless kid, he needs someone to remind him all the time, and he also needs someone to support him.”

“I’ve thought about it. You’re not from Zhangjiatun. If you want to integrate into the village and work with the villagers in the future, you need a reason to convince everyone.”

"This bear meat is the perfect excuse!"

"You don't need to say it's a free gift. Just say we raise mules, but we have limited fodder. If any family has extra fodder, cabbage, radishes... basically anything the mules can eat, it's fine! We're not picky!"

“We traded bear meat for potatoes and corn, exchanging it with everyone for mule feed. Before long, we all got to know each other!”

He had done his part by sending the bear meat.

This solution achieves three goals at once and is definitely the best option!

Zhang Yan came out with a steaming hot flatbread, inside which were a few slices of smoked chicken, and also a bowl of bear meat soup.

"Yangzi, eat it while it's hot."

After saying that, she glanced at Old Man Jiang and noticed that his eyes and nose were red. She quickly punched Zhang Yang in the arm.

"I was only gone for a short while, what did you say to Uncle Jiang? How could you make him so angry?!"

Zhang Yang hugged the pancake tightly, unsure whether to cry or laugh.

"Sis! You're so strong now! That punch made my hand go numb!"

Zhang Yan wasn't joking with him; she put on a stern face and threatened to hit him, saying, "Who told you to upset Uncle Jiang!"

"No, no, I wasn't crying because I was angry..." Old Man Jiang stopped Zhang Yan, "I was moved, my heart was filled with joy!"

Zhang Yan was surprised, "Huh?"

Old Jiang was in tears, "I'll go with you to your house to visit your mother in a little while and ask her how she raised such a good child as Yangzi..."

"Let's deliver the bear meat first!" Zhang Yang chuckled. "Once we've delivered the bear meat and collected enough fodder, we'll have Dongzi stay here and guard the house properly. There's a lot of supplies in this house now, and I'm really worried that thieves might be eyeing it."

"There's a thief! Where's the thief! Let's kill him!"

The brothers, Da Ming and Xiao Ming, carrying short spears taller than themselves, came running in noisily.

As soon as Zhang Yang saw the two little devils, he immediately winked at Zhang Yan, "Sister, get a smoked chicken for these two to take back."

The brothers, Da Ming and Xiao Ming, swallowed their saliva in unison.

They saw Zhang Yang's half-eaten pancake, with dark brown meat clinging to it.

What a huge piece of meat!

And it was a fragrance they had never smelled before!

Most importantly, Uncle Yangzi said he wanted to give their family a smoked chicken...

A smoked chicken!

Da Ming and Xiao Ming were so frightened that they couldn't hold onto their short spears, which fell to the ground with two clatters.

Zhao Dong had just finished dressing and came out of the house when he saw this scene, and he hurriedly spoke up for the two little kids.

"Yangzi! In the middle of the day, what could have frightened the child like this?!"

Zhang Yang laughed heartily, "I'm innocent! I clearly said I was delivering something to their house, who knows what happened between them?"

By the time Zhang Yan took out the smoked chicken wrapped in oil paper, the two little ones were already out of their wits.

chicken.

They've seen chickens!

The commune raised them specifically to lay big white eggs!

However, they had never seen a whole, cooked one before!

What does chicken taste like?

It must taste delicious, right?

After all, if even a thin soup made with eggs tastes so good, then chicken must be the most delicious food in the world!

But how could they get chicken when they didn't do anything?

Is this a dream?

The brothers, Da Ming and Xiao Ming, rubbed their eyes together.

Seeing this, Old Man Jiang couldn't help but laugh even with tears in his eyes.

"Your Zhangjiatun is so interesting!"

Zhang Yang patted him on the shoulder, "From now on, you're also a member of Zhangjiatun. Let's enjoy the good days together!"