Siheyuan, I want to lie down but I become a tool

In this way, Zhang Xingwang went shopping at the supply and marketing cooperative, bought a few bags of snacks and daily necessities, then walked out of the door with his head held high under the complicated gaze of the salesperson and set out on the road back to the village.

It may be because I have been back to the village more often recently, and my nutrition has been good, so I feel much stronger. Although I can't reach the level of my elder sister, I am no different from a normal young man.

The face that was originally pale and thin now looks very energetic. The original owner was good-looking to begin with.

He just looked frail and sickly, with no life in his eyes. It was a waste of his big eyes and sword-like eyebrows.

Although he still looks a bit handsome, he looks a bit feminine overall and does not conform to the aesthetic of this era.

Now my body has gradually become fleshier from the skin and bones I used to be. My arms have also gradually gained some muscles. My spirit has improved, and I am less effeminate. My appearance is still pretty good.

This time, the height also jumped from 178 to 180. The original owner's father was also not short, probably over 180.

With my father's genes, I will try to grow to 183cm in a few years after supplementing my nutrition.

It's just that the shoes are quite worn out, and the toes are exposed again soon with this pair of thousand-layer soles.

Today I didn't rush on the road, but walked and appreciated the pastoral scenery along the way. As I walked, I could see that the fields had begun to be harvested, and the hardworking people had sweat on their faces.

It’s just that the militiamen beside the fields are a bit of an eyesore, and because of the drought, the harvested grain is almost visible to the naked eye.

Zhang Xingwang shook his head and discarded the messy thoughts in his mind. Even if he was a time traveler, he had no ability to change the current situation of a country.

To a country, the power of an individual is so small that it can be ignored.

Moreover, Rabbit never relies on support and charity from others. He always relies on his own efforts and his style of doing things is to grit his teeth and face challenges head-on.

What's more, his brother Tong is even stingier than the third uncle. After working so hard for so long, he still can't even buy a bicycle.

Save yourself before saving others. If you can live a good life at home and not cause trouble to the country, you have already made a contribution.

When we arrived at the old man's house, it was already past four in the afternoon. The old man had not finished work yet. He handed the things he brought to the old lady and rested for a while. Then, having nothing to do, he went out for a stroll in the village.

Just then I saw a buyer coming to the village, shouting, and the young girls and wives at home went out to sell eggs.

Nowadays, as long as the villagers can make ends meet, basically no one sells old hens, which are the main source of income for the family.

The family's food, clothing and daily necessities, from small things like oil, salt, sauce and vinegar to big things like exchanging food for food and buying vegetables, all depend on the chicken butt.

The children in the family have a higher status than this one, and it is also the main source of income for the family. And everyone recognizes this, it is more useful than cash.

It seemed that they were purchasing agents for the textile factory. At first, the young man offered money to buy eggs, but everyone was hesitant, which made the young man sweat anxiously.

Later, the young man had no choice but to offer the torn cloth in exchange for eggs, and everyone then happily lined up to exchange them.

The buyers said they would trade cloth for eggs, so you can imagine how reputable eggs are.

You said that if the rooster in your house was stolen, at most there would be a fight. But if the hen was stolen, the old lady would want to take a rope and hang herself at your door.

It was not until the sun was about to set and the young man who was buying things left that a group of strong laborers also left work with heavy steps.

The village suddenly became lively, with everyone chatting and lining up to eat in the village canteen.

But looking at the sad faces of the village elders and the village chief Uncle Yougen, I knew that the village’s harvest was not ideal.

After waiting for the old man to finish queuing, they went back to have dinner together. The old couple asked about the recent situation at home and learned that my second sister worked in a department store.

The old man also said with emotion:

"That's good, but why don't you take such a good job? It's such a good opportunity."

"Grandpa, my job here is much more relaxed than the department store, and I earn more money too."

"But that's a government job, a stable job, you're so stupid."

"It's okay, I'll be working soon, work is better than that."

Zhang Xingwang was so annoyed by the old man's nagging that he just lied.

But I was still thinking that it was impossible to go to work, so I still had to proceed according to the plan and try to lie down at home early.

The old lady then said with a distressed look on her face:

"How is your mother lately? She hasn't been home for a long time. She has suffered a lot in the past few years."

It seems that the relationship between mother Wang Xiulan and grandmother is still very harmonious. Zhang Xingwang then expressed his thoughts.

My mother is old, so I asked my eldest sister to take over her job. Otherwise, I’m afraid she will be exhausted if she continues working.

After hearing this, the old man said with approval:

"I'm old too. You're the man of the family now. You can make your own decisions on these matters. I also know your mother's temper. She will definitely listen to you."

After saying this, he looked at Zhang Xingwang with satisfaction, as if he saw the original owner's father, and then said with a look of longing:

"You are doing better than your father. You should take good care of them, mother and daughter."

This was said to Zhang Xingwang, but judging from the old man's eyes, it seemed that he was also talking to the original owner's father. Then he changed the subject.

"When your mother comes home, she will start looking for a partner for you. Your grandmother and I are also looking forward to having a great-grandson."

Zhang Xingwang was immediately embarrassed and quickly responded:

"That won't do. My elder sister and second sister are already this old. If they were in the village, they would have become mothers long ago. If they wait any longer, they would be old maids. I have to finish their lifelong affairs first before it's my turn."

After hearing this, my grandfather and grandmother laughed and scolded me.

The three generations of grandparents and grandchildren went to sleep.

Early the next morning, Zhang Xingwang headed for the mountains. He did not stop for long on the way and went straight to the stream in the valley.

He found a relatively hidden cave along the way, took out the gun from the space, and spent half an hour replenishing 100 bullets into the space.

After curing his fear of insufficient firepower, he continued to walk towards the valley.

Because of the dry weather and no recent rain, the stream has become visibly narrower.

When we arrived at the place where we hunted black bears last time, brown bloodstains on the ground were still clearly visible.

But there were a lot of messy traces appearing by the stream, which seemed to be a group of animals that had migrated here.

The tracks looked deep and recent, indicating that the prey had come in the past two days, with a high frequency and considerable weight.

It looked a bit like a wild boar's hoof print, but Zhang Xingwang couldn't be sure. He had never seen a wild boar in his life, but the hoof print looked no different from that of a domestic pig.

Their migration this season basically indicates that the water sources in their original areas were insufficient or had dried up.

No creature can live without water, and there is only this small stream nearby. It is certain that they will come again in the near future, and it all depends on Zhang Xingwang's luck.

As usual, I waited for the rabbit near the rocks, but this time I chose a place with a wider view.

After these hunting trips, Zhang Xingwang has accumulated some experience. With his back to the water source, he doesn't have to worry about the same situation as last time when his back was to a black bear.

He was more careful than before. In the wild, a little accident could lead to unimaginable consequences, so he didn't dare to be careless and carefully checked the gaps in the stone to make sure there were no poisonous creatures such as scorpions and snakes.

He lay in hiding, observing his surroundings, taking out his gun from the space, starting to maintain it, and quietly waiting for his prey to appear.