Courtyard houses: Those who are capable are rewarded, and many children bring many blessings.

Niu Dazhuang said helplessly, "These two lads want you to be their matchmaker..."

Halfway through her sentence, Qin Xueru understood and glanced at the two people standing in the middle of the courtyard.

Niu Dachuan immediately rejected the idea. Then he looked at Niu Deshui, who wasn't even as tall as his own man, and was also a bit dark-skinned. Although he was thin, he wasn't like Niu Dachuan, who was as thin as a bamboo pole. Besides, in this day and age, there wasn't a single fat person in the surrounding villages.

After thinking for a moment, Qin Xueru said, "Niu Dachuan, Niu Deshui, right? I know about this. I'll mention it to you when I go back to my parents' home. As for whether my sisters on my parents' home will agree, I can't guarantee that."

Niu Dachuan said with a smile, "Just let my sister-in-law know. If she doesn't agree, I'll give up."

Niu Deshui scratched his head and said, "Thank you for your trouble, Auntie. Uncle Dazhuang knows my family's situation best. I'll just wait at home for your good news."

After the two left, Qin Xueru was unhappy and pulled her husband into the house: "Dazhuang, what do you mean by this? Why are you introducing just anyone to my sister?"

Niu Dazhuang felt he was in the wrong and said awkwardly, "I was also driven to desperation by them. We're all from the same village and share the same ancestor, so you're the only one who can play the villain."

"Let's forget about Niu Dachuan. I think Niu Deshui is alright-looking, just a bit dark-skinned. Should I talk to Yue Ru about it?"

"Whose daughter is Yue Ru?"

"My uncle's daughter, who is Huai Ru's younger sister, is about my age, just a few months older than me."

I've talked about several this year, but haven't found anyone I like yet.

"Is Yue Ru really hoping to marry someone from Beijing?"

"I don't think she had that idea. She knows best what kind of life Huai Ru has lived, otherwise she wouldn't be going on blind dates in the countryside."

"Alright, whether it works out or not is up to us. We'll go into the mountains the day after tomorrow. This trip might take four or five days. I'll see how it goes; we might stay in the mountains for a couple more days on our own. Don't worry."

Upon hearing that her husband would be staying alone in the mountains for a few more days, she immediately became worried.

"Dazhuang, we're not starving right now, don't push yourselves so hard, what if..."

Niu Dazhuang held his wife in his arms and said gently, "Don't worry, I've been going into the mountains with my dad since I was a kid. Going into the mountains is like wandering around the village for me. This time I brought a semi-automatic rifle. As long as I have enough bullets, I can go in and out three times!"

Qin Xueru nestled her head in her man's arms, feeling incredibly happy! She said gently, "Dazhuang, I know you're capable, but I'm still worried. Don't overexert yourself; I'm counting on you!"

With one arm around his woman and the other patting Qin Xueru's back, Niu Dazhuang said, "I know, our happy little life has just begun, I can't bear to die!"

"Pah—pah—never say such unlucky things again!"

When feelings run deep, love will naturally come...

Niu Dazhuang lowered his head and kissed Qin Xueru's alluring red lips.

"Hmm, why are you thinking about it again? Go and lock the front door! Or maybe we should wait until tonight!"

Niu Dazhuang couldn't wait; such a captivating beauty, he wished he could torment her on the bed every day...

The next day, Niu Dazhuang began preparing supplies for the trip into the mountains, and Qin Xueru was injured once again.

Axe, short knife, hand saw, thick hemp rope, thin hemp rope, snare—since there was space, I put everything I thought I could use into the space, and then checked the straps of the basket.

With everything prepared, they began preparing the fire tumblers. Five fire tumblers were made, but still feeling uneasy, they also stored the flint in their spatial storage.

Next, I prepared the food for the next few days. I stewed the last wild pheasant in the kitchen and steamed a large pot of corn and sweet potato buns, more than a dozen in total.

Generally, you can hunt prey on the second day after entering the mountains, and you don't need to prepare too much food. Salt is a must.

With everything ready, Niu Dazhuang couldn't bear to torment his woman any longer that night, so he held her close and slept soundly.

As soon as it got light, we went to the threshing ground to gather.

We were divided into groups at the threshing ground. It was safer for a dozen or so people to be together in the mountains, but it would also make a lot of noise. Wild animals are very wary and would run away at the slightest sound.

The best combination is two or three people; more than that is useless.

Nineteen people, ten rifles, one semi-automatic rifle, and Niu Dazhuang was alone. It wasn't their first time going into the mountains. The greenhorn was Sanhe, and Niu Dashan took him along.

"Alright, I won't say anything more. Let's go, safety first." Squad leader Niu Youcao came to see them off.

Once inside the mountains, everyone split up. Hunting usually takes place deep in the western mountains, where the Taihang Mountains are larger and have more wild animals than the Yanshan Mountains to the east.

After parting ways with the others, Niu Dazhuang followed the original owner's memories and headed towards Qingyanggou, deep in the Western Mountains.

At first there was a narrow path, but by noon, the path was no longer useful.

They were starving, so they found a sheltered earthen slope, gathered up the dry branches and leaves around them, and lit a fire.

I took out the wild pheasant that I had prepared in the space; it was still warm. That's the good thing about the space—the temperature inside is the same as the temperature outside.

He ate a chicken leg, ate two steamed buns, drank some hot water, took off his boots, and dried his soaked socks.

Once the socks were dry, Niu Dazhuang set off again. This time, he carried a wooden staff, which he used to probe the way.

This is more difficult than I imagined.

"Damn it, those TV dramas are all lies. They say you can hunt 100,000 catties of game in one winter? That's a lie. Even if you could hunt it, how would you transport it back?" Niu Dazhuang muttered to himself.

As the sun was about to set, we finally reached the ridge of Qingyanggou.

Qingyanggou was the name given by the original owner's father because there was a water source in this ravine. Usually, they could hunt large blue sheep here.

Niujiazhuang is a traditional hunter's village, where each family has its own familiar hunting grounds. Everyone maintains this tacit understanding and generally avoids venturing into unfamiliar areas.

At dusk, just as the blue sheep came to drink water, Niu Dazhuang, following his memory, hid in a depression more than 30 meters away from the stream.

He set up the semi-automatic M1 rifle. He took off his hat and piled some rotten leaves on his head and body. Then he was done climbing.

My eyes were sore from staring, but I still couldn't see the big blue sheep.

Niu Dazhuang was so determined to hunt the big blue sheep because its meat was truly delicious. It was considered a delicacy.

We did see several waves of wild boars.

As Niu Dazhuang lay on the ground, he cursed inwardly: "Whoever dares to say that hunting in the mountains is a good thing, let him try it. Lying on the cold ground for more than an hour, this is not a job for a human being."

The big blue sheep isn't a silly roe deer. You only have one chance to shoot it. If you miss, you won't see it here for at least a month.