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

The night passed, and everyone slept soundly. They were all so exhausted that they were completely drained, and they didn't even get up until it was already broad daylight.

Today is the 8th day of the seventh lunar month, a Sunday, which is August 31st in the Gregorian calendar.

As the weather gradually turns cooler, some villagers with weaker constitutions have already put on coats.

The four members of the Zhou family didn't get up until after ten o'clock.

Today's lunar date does not end in 1, 4, or 7, so it is not a market day.

When Zhou Rui woke up, the information in his mind had already arrived as expected.

[Intelligence 1: Wild boars were spotted on the sunny side of the mountain behind the hill today.]

Today's intelligence report is a valuable piece of information, and moreover, a very useful piece of intelligence about our prey.

However, Zhou Rui hesitated for only two seconds before making a decision.

He had no intention of going hunting again.

Firstly, because a huge sambar deer needed to be dealt with as soon as possible, and various other things needed to be done quickly, there was simply no time to spare.

Secondly, they don't have the energy to deal with another wild boar right now, and if they succeed in hunting repeatedly, it will arouse suspicion.

Therefore, Zhou Rui doesn't plan to go.

However, judging from the location where the wild boar appeared, it was on the front mountain facing the sun, so if someone is lucky, they might be able to shoot it.

But if you're unlucky, someone's land will probably suffer.

Even if there are consequences, it has nothing to do with Zhou Rui. He has no interest in caring about others. What does it matter to him if other people suffer? The Zhou family has only just started to recover, and he has no right to pity others.

So, after washing up, Zhou Rui went to the storeroom before the meal was ready.

Unlock the door and push it open; large chunks of venison are neatly cut and arranged.

Yang Laidi followed her in; she was of average appearance and wore an apologetic expression.

"I didn't know last night... so I went to sleep first. Don't blame me, Auntie."

When Zhou Rui heard this, how could he blame her? Yang Laidi had never been lazy all these years. Whether it was working in the fields or doing housework, she always followed Zeng Jiamei's lead and never slacked off.

"What are you saying, Auntie? Don't say such things. We're family. We'll have rabbit for lunch and venison for dinner, haha."

Yang Laidi's apologetic expression faded somewhat, and she sincerely praised the group. Then, looking at the cut venison, she couldn't help but exclaim in admiration:

"This meat looks delicious; it's definitely good stuff."

She seemed to be talking more today, and Zhou Rui didn't know why, or perhaps it was just him.

However, just because he didn't know doesn't mean Yang Laidi's attitude was inexplicable.

Yang Laidi felt apologetic for not coming to help last night because she had gone to bed, but when she heard that Zhou Rui didn't seem to blame her, her expression returned to normal.

Zhou Rui and his son were different from others. Yang Laidi was very grateful to them. Zhou Shiwei was dignified and steady, and she didn't dare to talk to him. But Zhou Rui was always very good to her, his second aunt. It was the kind of respect that came from the bottom of his heart, the kind of kindness that treated her as family.

In addition, the two small gifts she received recently, each time treated the same as Zhou Rui's biological mother, made her talk to Zhou Rui a little more.

Zhou Rui was unaware of all this, but he felt that his second aunt was acting strangely today, unlike before, and hardly said a word all day.

Hearing Yang Laidi's words, Zhou Rui responded with a smile:

"Yes, venison is the most nourishing meat, especially this fresh venison. Auntie, you must eat more of it."

Just as the two were talking, Zhou Shiwei and Zhou Shijie also entered the warehouse one after the other.

"If we don't go to the market today, the venison might not sell well," Zhou Shijie said with a hint of worry.

Zhou Shiwei then continued:

"No, venison is a hard currency. Although it costs more than twice as much as pork, it is rare and has nourishing effects, which is different from pork."

"Many people will still buy it to try it out, and there are also state-run restaurants in town, so there is a lot of demand for this kind of food."

Zhou Rui strongly agreed with his father's point of view.

"Yes, we go to sell it after lunch. Some wealthy people will also rush over to join in the fun after hearing the news."

While the group was talking, Yang Laidi quietly left, leaving the others alone.

Seeing his wife leave, Zhou Shijie asked in confusion:

"Nephew, you mentioned we're having venison tonight. Is it water deer?"

Zhou Rui shook his head:

"No, Second Uncle, most of the sambar deer meat is going to be sold. Tonight we'll eat musk deer meat, just like we'll eat venison."

"We don't even eat pork often, so we probably wouldn't be able to tell the difference in taste."

Just then, Zeng Jiamei's voice rang out:

"Time to eat!"

The three left the warehouse. Zhou Ming was probably engrossed in reading martial arts novels again; he wasn't interested in how much venison, tendons, and antlers could fetch.

Back in the hall, four dishes were laid out on the old wooden table, two meat and two vegetable; the meal was excellent today.

A dish of spicy rabbit meat, a little over half a bowl of leftover twice-cooked pork from last night, a boiled cabbage dish, and a cold dish of houttuynia cordata.

Wow—this is such a feast!

Zhou Ming walked in from outside, put down the book in his hand, and looked at the two meat dishes on the table, his mouth watering.

Two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes were a bit of a luxury compared to the Zhou family, who hadn't even had a single potato left over just over ten days ago.

Even in the whole village, very few families eat meat every day for their three daily meals. Let alone two meat dishes.

Everyone continued to enjoy their meal, finishing off the half-bowl of twice-cooked pork on the table.

Zhou Yong'an didn't offer any more eggs, but instead ate two boiled eggs himself, because Zhou Rui said:

"Grandpa, I'm so full, please help your grandson out."

This finally made Zhou Yong'an give up.

After eating and drinking their fill, the four discussed it and decided that Zhou Shiwei, Zhou Shijie, and Zhou Ming would take the venison to the street to sell, while Zhou Ming would go to the street to buy wine. After buying the wine, he would immediately come back to mix it with deer blood.

Zhou Rui went along too, but he stayed at the Zhao family's house for a while before going to the street to help sell his wares.

Moreover, they also needed to borrow a tricycle from the Zhao family.

Zhou Rui felt a little embarrassed when he thought about it. He would borrow it every time, and although the other party would not say anything, even the thickest skin couldn't withstand being asked to do it again and again!

So he made up his mind that after selling the water deer, he would buy a car and a radio for his grandparents to keep them entertained.

Hmm... I can also buy some cigarettes for my dad. His favorite brand is "Hongmei" cigarettes.

He hadn't tasted that flavor for more than half a year. Zhou Rui still remembered clearly that the last time he hunted wild boars, his father searched high and low before finding a box of cigarettes with only two cigarettes left.

In the end, I couldn't bear to smoke either of those two, and even used them to give as gifts...

Grandpa also loves playing chess. I'll buy him another chess set sometime.

Zhou Rui was thinking to himself that he remembered everyone's hobbies and that he was now very close to fulfilling them.