Back to the 70s: My Childhood Sweetheart Spoils Me Rotten-Chapter 27 - 26 Great Harvest

Zhao Gang sat by the last trap, constantly wiping his sweat. "Good thing we didn’t bring the kids up here."

Otherwise, managing the kids and taking care of the game, I really wouldn’t know what to do.

Gong Tao was also dumbfounded. In fact, he had followed Zhao Gang up the mountain before, but never with such a haul.

Looking at a very fat wild boar, "What are we going to do with this?"

Gong Tao’s question wasn’t just about how to bring it down, but also how to handle all that pork.

If all this meat was taken out to treat the villagers, they’d immediately realize it was wild boar after taking a bite.

Although they usually handled their hunting on their own, dealing with bigger animals like boars required getting the villagers involved.

The person who caught the wild boar would get a bigger share of the meat, but Gong Tao felt it was a bit unfair.

Zhao Gang took out some meat strips he brought along. "We’ll move it to the backyard, I’ll carve up the boar, and then I’ll find a way to sell it tonight."

Although wild boar meat doesn’t have much fat and isn’t very popular, it can still be sold in the county town.

"Anyway, we’ve got enough meat for a feast, several pheasants, and hares." Zhao Gang thought his luck was extraordinarily good.

No, it wasn’t his luck that was good, but rather, it should be said that Gong Tao’s luck was good. "In the years I’ve been here, honestly, I haven’t caught many wild boars."

"I always hunted them with the villagers, but this time it was just the two of us, and we can at least sell it for a few dozen yuan." Zhao Gang was being modest; he estimated that even if the offal couldn’t be sold, the meat alone should fetch over a hundred yuan without a problem.

"Then we’ll go together and split it fifty-fifty."

Gong Tao felt embarrassed taking it, as it was Zhao Gang who dug the traps, and he was just there to help. How could he take so much benefit?

"Take it. We agreed to split it." Zhao Gang wouldn’t listen to Gong Tao’s arguments. "Alright, you know the way down the mountain, right? You take some game down first and tell Xuran."

Moving such a heavy wild boar down by themselves is quite challenging. Luckily, Zhao Gang had made a simple transport board before to carry grain down.

Gong Tao responded, picked up the pheasants and other game, and rushed down the mountain.

"Dad." Gong Ruini had been waiting anxiously at the door for them to return and was overjoyed when she finally saw Gong Tao’s figure.

Although Zhao Xuran said there was no danger on the mountain, the presence of wild boars couldn’t be denied, and when they go crazy, it’s no joke.

Seeing only Gong Tao come back without Uncle Zhao scared Gong Ruini, making her think something might have happened if not for Gong Tao’s cheerful face.

"What, wild boar?"

"Wild boar?"

Everyone was surprised to hear Gong Tao say Zhao Gang was guarding a wild boar up on the mountain.

Zhan Jing, seeing Gong Tao come back alone, knew there must have been something big, but she never expected it would be a wild boar. "Xuran, go get the board."

"I’ll stand guard at the back door when the time comes." Though where they lived was pretty secluded, you couldn’t be sure someone wouldn’t wander by and see they’d caught a wild boar, which they’d have to report.

"Okay, okay." After drinking a few sips of tea, Gong Tao picked up a water bottle filled with hot water, ready to go back up.

"Dad, I want to go too." Gong Ruwen pulled at his shirt, asking eagerly.

"I want to go too," Zhao Guangran said firmly.

Although Ruini wanted to go too, knowing it was a bit far from home and after a busy day, she decided not to delay the adults and offered to help boil water, which is needed for butchering the pig.

Uncle Zhao and the others had had a busy day, and they’d need to eat something hot when they got back.

"Alright, you all go." Since it was largely about transporting the game, Gong Tao thought it shouldn’t be a problem and agreed to let the three boys go up to help.

It’s important to train boys well, letting them do more work. The family didn’t raise boys who were pampered and didn’t work.

Zhao Guangran gave Gong Ruini a smirk, to which she turned the back of her head, huffing, "Did you not hear that I was the one who first said I didn’t want to go? Did I not speak Chinese?"

After getting everything ready, Gong Tao took the three kids up the mountain before the sun went down.

Once the sun sets, the mountain becomes very dangerous, not to mention they still had to transport the wild boar to the county for sale.

"Ni Zi and I will handle it." Cai Meina stopped Zhan Jing, who was planning to get up and help.

Although Zhan Jing and the others didn’t go up the mountain today, they still had heavy tasks. They gathered over a hundred pounds of firewood, picked lots of mushrooms, and caught enough fish to make several good dishes later. Plus, they kept fish in an aquarium.

The harvest was great, but everyone was also busy. Zhan Jing, being pregnant, was especially busy and found her calves getting tight when she got home.

Zhan Jing didn’t hesitate to ask Cai Meina for help. She really needed a good rest; otherwise, she felt she might face serious problems.

After settling Zhan Jing down, Cai Meina started to boil water, planning to make some dumpling soup.

By the time Zhao Gang and the others came down, it would be almost dinner time, and they’d need to prepare some snacks for them too. If they were to drive to the county to sell it overnight, they’d have to take the night road.

What to make? Maybe some steamed buns, and put some meat strips in them. That would be good, Cai Meina thought, figuring you’d make food for the men to take out, and started preparing the flour.

The family didn’t have much of other things, but they had plenty of grain, which was a relief for Cai Meina; otherwise, having to calculate everything every day would be even more tiring.

"Mom, let me help you make buns." Seeing Cai Meina with a lot of flour, Gong Ruini knew she meant to make buns, and after washing her hands, she prepared to help Cai Meina.

"Alright." It’s always good for girls to know some kitchen work. At first, Cai Meina was reluctant to let Gong Ruini learn, mainly fearing the stove would injure her. But after watching and seeing her daughter unscathed and competent in her tasks, Cai Meina finally relented.

For now, it was just making some wheat-based foods. As for Gong Ruini’s requests to fry a few dishes, Cai Meina would absolutely not agree. Besides worrying her daughter might pour too much oil, she was also concerned that the hot pan might burn her daughter.

Because of this, Gong Ruini was at a loss. Although there wasn’t a lack of food and her belly was always full, the dishes were very bland. Especially after seeing the oil her mother used, Gong Ruini really wanted to say, "We don’t have any chubby people at home, so there’s no need to consider serving family members vegetable dishes without oil."

Gong Ruini didn’t want to be a dowdy woman, but to get tasty food, she wanted to try and persuade her father to plant more soybeans and rapeseed.

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