Reborn in the 1980s: Nine Stunning Beauties Get Pregnant Before Marriage

After signing the contract, Chen Yongqiang finally felt relieved.

He carefully examined the double-barreled shotgun in the yard, polishing the barrel until it gleamed with an oilcloth.

"I'll go up the mountain and take a look." He slung his hunting rifle over his shoulder, gave Lin Xiulian a word in the house, and then headed towards Qinglong Mountain.

Despite the rugged mountain path, Chen Yongqiang's steps were unusually light. He first went to the edge of the cliff where the ancient tree was located.

The insect holes in the tree trunk have begun to heal, and there are no signs of wild boars at the bottom. The branches and leaves are even more lush and verdant than they were a few days ago.

He stood quietly under the tree for a moment, then poured some more spiritual spring water on it.

Then, he walked along the path, which was half-hidden by weeds, toward the spring.

The closer you get to the spring, the wetter and softer the soil becomes.

Pushing aside the last dense bushes, the small pool formed by the spring, half-hidden by a boulder, suddenly appeared before our eyes.

Several streams of clear mountain spring water stubbornly seeped out from the cracks at the base of the boulder, dripping into the naturally formed small pool below.

The pool water was crystal clear, reflecting the dappled sunlight filtering through the leaves.

"I need to find a way to move that blue stone at the bottom of the pool." He squatted by the pool, staring at the vaguely visible blue boulder underwater, and muttered to himself.

He remembered clearly that the system prompted him that as long as the stone was removed, the abundant mountain spring on Qinglong Mountain would flow through the natural underground channel to the top of the barren mountain.

This is entirely due to the higher elevation of Qinglong Mountain, which has a natural drop.

Chen Yongqiang took off his clothes, dived into the pool, picked up the shovel he had brought, inserted the spade head into the crack on the edge of the bluestone, and pried it open with force.

The bluestone remained motionless, with only a few wisps of fine sand stirred up and slowly drifting away in the water.

Undeterred, he took a breath and dived back in, inserting the shovel into the crevice once more, this time using his full weight.

This was repeated four or five times, each time with different angles and pressures.

Just as he was about to adjust his strategy again, the head of the shovel finally got stuck in an even deeper position.

He braced his feet firmly against the pebbles at the bottom of the water, and with a burst of strength from his waist, channeled all his power into the handle of the shovel.

This time, the bluestone seemed to loosen slightly. Chen Yongqiang caught this subtle change, steadied his breathing, and continued to apply pressure steadily and firmly.

A low gurgling sound came from underwater, and he finally pried the huge blue stone open, revealing a hole as big as a bowl.

In an instant, all the water at the bottom of the pool rushed towards the cave entrance and into the barren mountain.

The water level dropped at a visible rate, flowing continuously down the mountain along a natural stone trough.

"We can't expose this spring so soon." With that thought, Chen Yongqiang used the stone to plug the spring again.

Chen Yongqiang came out of the pool, dried himself off, put on his clothes, and planned to find a more suitable time to move the stone.

Just then, the system suddenly prompted:

[Emergency Incident: Promptly extinguish a fire left behind by villagers during a tomb-sweeping ceremony to prevent a potential wildfire. Reward: 20 Blessing Points.]

Chen Yongqiang looked up and saw a wisp of smoke rising from the mountainside.

"Isn't that Wang Laoshuan's grave?" His heart tightened, and he immediately ran in that direction.

As he hurried on, a question lingered in his mind: Zhang Shen, who was half-blind, had become increasingly frail in recent years; it was impossible for him to have come up the mountain alone to sweep Wang Laoshuan's grave. Then who lit the incense smoke?

The higher you go up the hillside, the stronger the smell of smoke becomes, with a faint scent of burning paper money mixed in.

He quickened his pace, passed through a pine forest, and finally Wang Laoshuan's grave came into view.

The weeds beside the grave were already on fire, and the fire was growing bigger and bigger.

"Oh no!" Chen Yongqiang rushed forward, tore off a pine branch from the side, and forcefully slapped it against the still spreading flames.

Only after the last wisp of smoke died down did he straighten up to check if there was still any open flame.

"It's too dangerous to burn paper money on the mountain this time of year because the weather is dry."

Only then did Chen Yongqiang notice the traces of burnt paper money in front of the grave.

Just then, a system notification sounded in Chen Yongqiang's mind:

[Mission Complete: The potential wildfire has been successfully extinguished. Reward of 20 Fortune Points has been issued.]

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but his gaze remained solemn as he stared at the dense forest.

This sudden fire made him realize even more the great responsibility of protecting these green mountains.

Chen Yongqiang walked back along the path down the mountain, still pondering the origin of the pile of paper money in front of the grave. Suddenly, he heard a rustling sound coming from the bushes ahead.

He stopped alertly, only to see a roe deer peek out from behind the bushes, its big, round eyes staring at him curiously.

The roe deer didn't run away; instead, it took two steps forward, tilting its head and looking exceptionally cute.

Chen Yongqiang didn't fire, but slowly approached. The roe deer remained standing, even sniffing Chen's outstretched hand.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Yongqiang stepped forward and wrapped his arms around the roe deer tightly.

The roe deer then realized what was happening, kicking its hooves wildly and letting out howls.

"That's good now." Chen Yongqiang deftly tied the roe deer's limbs with rope; it weighed at least twenty or thirty pounds.

Chen Yongqiang, carrying the still kicking roe deer, had just pushed open the courtyard gate when he saw Qin Liping squatting in the corner of the yard, reaching out to touch the little wolf cub Tianlang tied to the wooden stake.

"This dog is fierce!" she muttered, hesitating to move forward about half a foot away from Sirius.

Sirius pricked up his ears, bared his teeth, and let out a low growl, his neck hair standing on end.

"Don't tease it, it will bite!" Chen Yongqiang shouted hurriedly.

Qin Liping turned around at the sound, her eyes widening instantly. She wasn't frightened by his warning, but rather attracted by the roe deer still struggling on his shoulder.

"Wow! It's so big!" she exclaimed in surprise, immediately forgetting about Tianlang and rushing over to Chen Yongqiang.

Curious, I poked the roe deer's hind leg. "Is this the wild game from the mountains?"

Chen Yongqiang unloaded the roe deer: "Now, hopefully, some girl won't complain about not having any wild game, right?"

Hearing the commotion, Qin Shan came out of the kitchen, holding half a piece of firewood in his hand.

He walked over apologetically: "Comrade Yongqiang, I'm so sorry, I'm here to freeload at your house again."

Chen Yongqiang smiled and said, "It's alright, the more the merrier. We just happened to catch a roe deer, so you can have a taste."

Qin Shan's eyes lit up: "If we stew a pot of this, it'll be enough for several good meals."