Returning to the small mountain village of '86, intelligence updated daily.

The tricycle was carrying a wild boar weighing several dozen kilograms.

It took Zhou Rui a tremendous amount of effort to finally load the wild boar onto the truck.

Looking at the meat harvest on the tricycle, Zhou Rui smiled happily.

It's a pity there wasn't much fat, but the lean meat was quite delicious, especially the wild boar meat.

Zhou Rui thought to himself, "What do you mean?"

In those days, most areas still used meat coupons to buy meat, implementing a rationing system. Of course, there were also transactions in farmers' markets.

At this time, most people who buy meat prefer fatty meat.

Fatty meat is a treasure; after rendering the fat, you also get fragrant cracklings.

Zhou Rui chuckled as he thought, his hands moving non-stop. He first covered the bottom with weeds and plant leaves, and then laid a pile of firewood on top.

That way, it won't attract attention.

I got on my bike and glanced back one last time, afraid the wild boar would run away again.

However, he was clearly overthinking it.

Riding his tricycle, Zhou Rui leisurely returned home, feeling no pain or weakness from the abrasions on his right arm.

With a tricycle, the speed is significantly faster.

Zhou Rui quickly returned to the village. It was almost afternoon, and there was still some time before evening. A few villagers were carrying farm tools home along the country roads.

My dad, grandpa, and grandma should be back soon.

Early this morning, my grandparents took my younger brother to a neighboring village to borrow grain from distant relatives.

When they come back, we must give them a big surprise!

Because it was a holiday, two of Zhou Rui's two uncles' three children were sent to his younger uncle's house.

This was the biggest effort the younger brother-in-law had made to persuade his wife.

The eldest son went out to do odd jobs with the team, rarely came back, and did not contact his family.

The deadly problem of food shortages has now been largely resolved.

Then a thought arose in Zhou Rui's mind, a thought that he didn't have time for or could not do in his previous life.

Help my father build a house!

It's really inconvenient for the whole family to be crammed together now.

This is something that is difficult to achieve in the short term.

In those days, building a two-story brick house would cost at least 5,000 yuan if all the workers were hired, while the average annual income per capita in rural areas was only 500 or 600 yuan.

Given the family's current financial situation, it's practically a pipe dream.

But Zhou Rui wasn't afraid; he had an intelligence network! If used properly, building a house was just a matter of time!

As his thoughts drifted, Zhou Rui had already ridden his tricycle to the door of his mud-brick house.

The door was open; someone had already returned.

He stopped the car, jumped out, and went inside.

Zhou Shiwei looked very unpleasant as he sat on a straw stool in the middle of the main room, muttering to himself.

"My third brother isn't home, and my sister-in-law is difficult to talk to. Sigh... what am I going to do tomorrow and the day after?"

Zhou Rui stepped forward, and only then did Zhou Shiwei see his eldest son.

"How's it going, kid?"

"It's alright, it's okay if we can't find any wild vegetables. I'll go hunting in the mountains the day after tomorrow, and we'll have some meat then!"

Zhou Shiwei's eyes held a glimmer of hope, but more so a sense of guilt. Nevertheless, he still offered words of comfort to Zhou Rui.

Zhou Rui didn't intend to hide it from his father, but instead said, half-truthfully:

"Dad, guess what I encountered on the way?"

Zhou Shiwei looked puzzled.

"What? I'm telling you, you can't mess with other people's vegetable gardens, you know?"

Zhou Shiwei thought his son had gone to someone else's vegetable garden and caused trouble.

Zhou Rui shook his head, chuckled, and said:

"I saw an injured wild boar on the road!"

"I waited until he bled to death, then I borrowed Aunt Li's tricycle to bring him back!"

Zhou Rui was very excited, not just because there was pork to eat.

He knew that his grandfather would finally be free from hunger, and his father would no longer have to go hunting in the mountains and become crippled.

The most pressing matter in the short term is not building a house, but rather helping Grandpa recuperate...

After listening, Zhou Shiwei first shook his head and smiled bitterly. He thought his son was just trying to amuse him, but seeing Zhou Rui's confident expression and the direction the other person was pointing, he realized that Zhou Rui was actually quite serious.

Only then did he peek through the threshold and see a tricycle parked outside his door!

Zhou Shiwei couldn't sit still any longer. He stood up, half-believing, and walked to the tricycle.

With a hint of suspicion, Zhou Shiwei carefully removed the firewood from the truck, piece by piece.

The smell of blood made Zhou Shiwei quicken his movements.

Soon, a wild boar missing a hind leg appeared before the two.

"It really is!" Although Zhou Shiwei would not doubt his own son, the sight before him still made him extremely excited.

"Dad, we don't need to beg anyone else!"

"My son, you've grown up and are now a real man."

Zhou Shiwei gave his approval, but his eyes were still filled with endless guilt as he blamed himself for not being a good father.

"Dad, let's sell the pork tomorrow and get some money!"

Zhou Rui offered a reminder from the side.

A whole wild boar that's just been hunted is a rare commodity these days; supply and marketing cooperatives and restaurant owners are scrambling to buy it because some people really enjoy it...

Zhou Shiwei nodded.

The father and son worked together to move the pork to a corner and began cutting and sorting it.

It took the two of them a tremendous amount of effort to finally get it sorted out.

"Dad, with this wild boar, we can finally get through this difficult time."

Zhou Rui looked at the sorted pork and said.

Zhou Shiwei nodded and said with emotion.

"Yes, my son has grown up and matured."

What Zhou Shiwei is even more proud of than this life-saving food is his son.

Zhou Rui scratched his head and chuckled.

"Hey Dad, let's go and trade some rice, flour, and cooking oil with Aunt Li before Grandpa and Grandma come back."

The Zhou family is now destitute and has nothing to eat. They can't possibly have the whole family desperately eating meat.

This action could not be performed by him alone, and he could not explain the origin of the meat.

He had just turned 19, which was not young, but it was still somewhat unbelievable that he could fight a wild boar by himself. Only an adult like Zhou Shiwei could do it.

Zhou Rui took the initiative to cut off a good piece of pork belly, wrapped it up, and then the father and son went to exchange it for staple food.

Aunt Li is not the wife of Li Dehua, a wealthy man with ten thousand yuan, but belongs to another family surnamed Li.

Aunt Li was filled with envy when she heard that Zhou Shiwei had hunted a wild boar.

At this time, a whole wild boar weighing around 100 pounds is very rare. Usually, only hunters in the village who specialize in hunting can catch one. Sometimes, it is common to go two or three months without catching one.

Zhou Rui cut off about three or four pounds of meat and traded it with Aunt Li for some rice, flour, and salt. Logically speaking, three or four pounds of wild boar meat should have been worth more than just that.

This was intentional on his part, because whether in the previous life or this life, Aunt Li had always been good to his family.

Declining Aunt Li's warm invitation to dinner, the father and son thanked her and returned home with some rice and noodles.

When Zhou Shiwei returned home, he felt a little embarrassed. He knew that his son had gotten the wild boar, but Zhou Rui didn't think much of it.

Just as the father and son were planning something and cooking, a very irritating remark came from outside.

"Big brother, Dad, is dinner ready yet? The neighbors are having meat again, it smells so good. Do we have any meat or wine? My mouth is practically watering at the seams—"

My second uncle, who had been wandering around outside, has returned.