There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

A figure flew across the mountains and forests quickly, so fast that it was impossible to tell that he still had a child in his arms.

Ping An held his neck tightly with one hand, and squeezed the stone with the other hand into the cloth bag hanging on his chest.If an animal appears here, he can help.

The two serious faces of the father and son looked exactly the same at this time. Hearing a humming sound not far away, his eyes lit up at the same time, and his eyes were cast in that direction.

Zhang Guoqing didn't rush to act, and asked in a low voice, "What is this?"

Ping An made a face-pig!

Zhang Guoqing gave him a thumbs up, "Be at least five hundred meters away. Let's not worry, and listen to other animal sounds. Before hunting, we must check the surrounding environment. Some directions are cliffs, and that place is a dead zone. With absolute certainty, it cannot pass.

Also, if there are other dangerous animals at the target location, you have to detour. Animals are actually as smart as humans.They also know how to catch cicadas by mantises, and the oriole is behind."

Ping An nodded seriously.

"This hunting is secondary. Dad first teaches you how to use the trees around you to distinguish without a compass, how to escape when walking in the lost forest, and how to take materials anytime and anywhere in case of injury. There is also a lot of first aid knowledge you have to do well. Learn. After you learn it well, you will be the master in the forest."

"Dad, you are amazing! Teach me everything."

Zhang Guoqing patted him, "I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Take your time, and then Dad will take you up the mountain as soon as you have time. When you learn about it, let's find someone to go deep in the mountains."

Ping An nodded seriously.His dad said about this, he wanted to find Grandpa Wang and them.

"The forests in the northern mountains are proficient, and I will take you to the southern forests next time. The weather over there is humid, and the miasma will kill people if they are not careful. So even if you learn some skills, you can't be careless."

"I know."

Zhang Guoqing looked at the child in his arms worriedly.Where is the path of the future children?He is still young, so let him learn how to save his life first, and wait until he gets older.

Putting all these sorrows aside, Zhang Guoqing began to carefully point to the land, trees, and weeds under his feet in the surrounding environment, giving careful guidance.

This training teaches that he is not only knowledge about hunting, but also runs through the field survival knowledge of special forces he has learned in his previous life, as well as the crisis self-rescue methods that the mercenaries hired have mentioned.

Zhou Jiao has worked hard to come to the Northeast for the child this time, and for the child to save himself in the crisis.Relying on Zhang Guoqing's memories and the Chinese and foreign military magazines she has translated, she carefully compiled a large stack of manuals.If it weren't for worrying about the goal being too big, she would have given Zhou Xiaozheng a long time ago, but the timing is still wrong and we have to wait.

After repeated discussions between the couple, a son with a high IQ does not mean that he can easily cope with the ubiquitous crisis.What my son should learn is still to learn, especially the means of self-help.

Zhang Guoqing is busy here, and Zhou Jiao in the wooden house is not relaxed. The old rusty iron pot on the big stove in the wooden house has long been stolen by someone. There is only a crock on it. The hunter bought it for the convenience of staying up and down the mountain.

However, Zhou Jiao is not short of these difficulties, she has no shortage of big iron pots.It's just that she has to clean up the small caliber made of stones, otherwise she can't press the pot.

Anyway, to clean up, Zhou Jiao simply set up a large stove in front of the house with the stone above and the corner stone, and soon the two iron pots were set up, and the burning flame allowed the fat in the pot to boil out the oil, and the fragrance filled the surrounding wooden house.

After extinguishing the flame, after half an hour, she installed a porcelain jar with oil and carefully noticed whether the porcelain jar would be heated and exploded. After a while, there was no abnormality. A bright smile appeared on her face. The warm oil is put into a large porcelain cylinder.Use the space to place the large porcelain jars on the soil kang in the house to cool.

The enamel washbasin with big red flowers was filled with the lingering aroma of browned lard residue, which was placed on the soil kang so that she reached out and grabbed a small bite and quickly put it into her mouth. She quickly pinched her earlobe with her fingers.

She looked up and down the mountain road with her eyes and found that no one still appeared.Squint and pay attention to the materials in the space,

Looking back at the roof on the kang, Zhou Jiao thought about putting things into space again without worry.There was nothing to do for a while, in order to watch outsiders approaching, she didn't care about the buns, and put a briquettes stove at the door, making a fire while cutting vegetables, sweating profusely.

When the sun rose to the sky, she looked worriedly at the end of the trail leading to the mountain.It's noon, the two of you won't forget to be hungry, right?

Time slowly passed, Zhou Jiao steamed four large pots of seafood and fry more than one dish. She was so tired that her hands were a little cramped, but she still didn't see Zhang Guoqing bringing her son back.

She also lost her patience and stewed all three pots with potatoes and beef.She doesn't need to bother about this, wait until the stew is put in a big thick bowl, put a chopsticks on the bowl, and stack the bowls in a plastic box.Convenient and delicious, it's easy to cook noodle toppings or bibimbap.

Before the beef smell came out, Zhang Guoqing and the peaceful shadow in his arms finally appeared in Zhou Jiao's vision.

At the same time, she was speechless.What the hell are the father and son fighting, carrying, and carrying?Did she burn it?

"mom……"

The closer you get to the cabin, the more excited Ping An is, and the little wild boar in his hand is swaying to show off.

Even if Zhou Jiao had been accustomed to seeing her son's strength a long time ago, seeing him throwing the piggy like a playful, especially the whiter and tender little hands against the black pigs, made her very happy.

Walking to the front of the wooden house, Zhang Guoqing unloaded the heavy objects from his body with a smile on his face, "This is the harvest that my son hunted for the first time. We will bake it and bring it home later, so that he and dad will show off."

"Not showing off. I have an agreement with Grandpa."

"Well, after lunch, Dad will take care of it. Let's take a shower in front."

Zhou Jiao didn't even bother to speak, and while the two of them went to the riverside, they hurriedly set up food and took out to change clothes.

Zhang Guoqing and his son took off their clothes carelessly, took a dip in the pond, and hurriedly washed them. Zhang Guoqing wore wet shorts holding his naked son and ran back.

Zhou Jiao helped her son put on clean clothes and dried his hair.

Over there, Zhang Guoqing said regretfully: "This pond is really cold. If only you were in the water too."

"There are fish."

"Yes. But son, you have to remember that you can't go in the middle of the pond. It's full of silt, which is very dangerous. The big rock underneath us just now was put on by my father when he was young, otherwise I would not dare to go into the water."

Ping An’s little head nodded like a green onion, and did not forget to remind, “Mom, there are a lot of stone snails next to the stone. It’s really nice here. There is no ticket or money for anything.”

Well, this is right!Sure enough, it was her son, who had a different idea from his own man.Zhou Jiao smiled provocatively at Zhang Guoqing.Don't think you can't guess what he is thinking.