Era: Seven money-losing girls? They're trying to trick me into having a daughter again!

"ah--"

Yang Qian roared, lowered his waist, kicked his legs, and pulled the rope backward with all his might!

The tree was pulled so hard it bent over!

The lasso tightened with a 'whoosh,' immediately trapping the two front hooves of the female wild boar.

The wild boar stumbled due to its immense inertia, and its more than 200-pound body crashed directly to the ground.

"roar--"

A scream even more piercing than before rang out, echoing throughout the valley.

It struggled frantically, its two fangs carving deep furrows in the ground, its four hooves kicking wildly, throwing mud and gravel at Yang Qian.

Yang Qian was pulled forward half a step, kicking two holes in the soil beneath his feet.

"Fuck—the hell—"

The veins on Yang Qian's neck bulged, and he was almost pulled away, but he gritted his teeth and refused to let go.

"Hold on!!"

Fang Wei got up from the ground, his shoulder aching terribly.

Without hesitation, he rushed forward and raised the axe in his hand.

Yang Qian was also willing to risk his life. He threw off the rope, grabbed a stick from the ground, and pounced on the wild boar to pin down its head, which was desperately trying to lift upwards.

The wild boar's howl turned into a muffled gurgling sound, and its two tusks almost pierced his arm.

"quick!!!"

Yang Qian roared loudly.

"ah--"

He aimed at the sow's neck, roared, and chopped down with his axe, blood immediately spraying all over his face!

The mother wild boar suddenly straightened her body, kicked her four legs wildly in the air a few times, then twitched and finally stopped moving.

"...Dead?"

Yang Qian's voice was trembling.

Holy crap! He killed a wild boar weighing over 200 pounds?!

Fang Wei didn't say anything, and then added another axe blow.

After confirming that he was completely dead, he sat down heavily on the ground, panting heavily.

Upon seeing this, Yang Qian's legs went weak and he plopped down on the ground as well.

"..."

The two exchanged a silent glance.

Fang Wei's face was covered in blood, and Yang Qian was covered in mud, his shoulders still trembling.

No one knows who started it, but the two of them were sitting on the ground when they suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahaha—Damn! That was so awesome!"

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Fang Wei wiped the blood off his face and felt a sense of satisfaction!

He stood up, supporting himself with his axe, and reminded them, "There are still five small ones left."

The five piglets, now without their mother, were terrified and ran around frantically, squealing as they tried to burrow into the bushes.

Fang Wei and Yang Qian each took one side, surrounding and intercepting them, and they captured all the piglets in no time.

He took off his coat, wrapped the piglet in it, and stuffed it into the sack he had brought.

It was wriggling and groaning inside the sack.

"How should we divide these five little ones?"

Yang Qian squatted on the ground and asked.

"We took them and sold them too."

Fang Wei didn't hesitate, "Piglets taste better and are worth more than wild boars."

Yang Qian glanced at him and was completely certain in his heart that this kid seemed to be planning to become a decent person.

The sky began to lighten with the first hint of dawn.

The chill in the mountains was slowly driven away by the first rays of morning light, and a thin layer of mist rose from the forest.

Fang Wei and Yang Qian cut down a tree trunk as thick as an arm, tied the mother wild boar's four legs to the trunk with hemp rope, and also took the bag of piglets.

The two people carried the tree trunk on their shoulders, one in front and one behind.

A sow, five piglets, and a tree trunk weighed over 300 pounds on the two men's shoulders.

Yang Qian gritted his teeth, and the veins on his neck bulged again.

Damn! That's fucking heavy! I'm rich!

"Walk!"

With a low shout, the two of them exerted their strength simultaneously, carrying the wild boar step by step down the mountain.

The piglets inside the sack were still struggling, their grunts never ceasing.

……

By this time, Laotang Village had already woken up, and most people had gone out to work in the fields with hoes in hand.

Several old men were squatting by the roadside smoking their pipes when they suddenly froze after only a few puffs.

Fang Wei and Yang Qian were covered in blood, carrying a thick tree trunk on their shoulders, with a black wild boar and a large sack hanging from the bottom of the trunk, as they walked down the mountain path.

The wild boar's tusks were bared to the sky, its mouth was half-open, revealing its frightening tusks, and blood was dripping down its bristles.

"Holy crap—"

Someone shouted first, "Fang Wei has shot a wild boar!"

The men, women, and children who were preparing to work all threw down their hoes and gathered around.

Soon a large circle formed, with everyone pushing forward, wanting to get a closer look.

"What?! What is that?!"

"A wild boar! It really is a wild boar!"

"Good heavens! This wild boar is huge! It must weigh over 200 pounds!"

"Look at those teeth! Look at those teeth! They're huge!"

Fang Wei and his companion were completely surrounded and unable to move. They could only put down the tree trunk and stretch their shoulders, which had gone numb from being pressed down.

He wiped the sweat from his face, which mixed with the pig's blood, turning his face a dark red.

"Make way! Make way!"

A man was desperately trying to squeeze in; he was the same guy who had mocked Fang Wei yesterday for spending two hundred yuan to contract wasteland.

"This, this, this..."

The man squeezed to the front and saw the two-hundred-pound wild boar on the ground. He stammered, "W-where did you hunt this? The old...the old forest farm?!"

"you do not say!"

Fang Wei slammed his axe into the ground and deliberately raised his voice: "That area of ​​the old forest farm is truly a wonderful place!"

"I, Fang Wei, have only been here for one day, and I've already stumbled upon this huge litter of wild boars!"

"Tsk tsk, a sow weighing over 200 pounds, it's like she got it for free!"

"What do you call that? You call it being blessed by God!"

Upon hearing his words, the villagers' chatter grew even louder.

Those who were previously mocking Fang Wei for being out of his mind and wasting 200 yuan on listening to his music now have incredibly interesting expressions on their faces.

"How much would a wild boar cost?"

"It must cost at least sixty or seventy yuan, right?"

"Definitely more! Look how thick those pig bristles are, the meat must be firm, it'll definitely fetch a higher price!"

"He only spent two hundred yuan to acquire the land, right? This pig probably earned him half of that money back in one go!"

"What's in that sack? And what's that constant whining and groaning?"

"Are you stupid?! Can't you tell it's a sow? There are definitely piglets inside!"

"My goodness! How many kilograms would that be in total? Three hundred kilograms?"

"That's definitely enough! How come this kid's luck is so good?"

Someone said with a jealous look, "We dug up some wild Ganoderma lucidum before and sold it for over seventy yuan. Now we've hunted a wild boar; it'll definitely sell for several dozen yuan too!"

"A gambling addict, how come God is so kind to him!"

"Exactly! We honest people haven't made any money at all!"

Most of the villagers wore expressions of both envy and disbelief.

Why didn't they have that kind of luck?! Fang Wei is incredibly lucky!