A few days later, at noon.

"The poem says that virtue is like hair. The hair is still ethical. The carriage of heaven is silent and odorless. It is here..."

Fang Zhengzhi recited softly, and then carefully closed the "Dao Ci: The Doctrine of the Mean" borrowed from the Taoist Hall, and began to try to recite...

"Gurgle!" The sound from his stomach reminded him that it was time to eat.

"Zheng'er, come and have dinner soon. Today is your birthday!" Qin Xuelian's call came from the inner room.

"Birthday? OK!" Fang Zhengzhi naturally didn't know when he would have a birthday, but since Qin Xuelian said that, it should be the case and immediately left the room.

After today, I am seven years old? Fang Zhengzhen feels like time is like flowing water.

I don’t know if my body will develop or what will happen during these times. He obviously felt that his appetite was increasing rapidly.

Is there something delicious on my birthday?

A piece of meat, a table of vegetables, and two eggs, this is a square and heart-warming birthday party.

Fang Zhengzheng's appetite suddenly became a little relieved. Although this is a very common dish for many people, what if the meals were all green vegetables and meat?

It seems that the ingot of gold I gave still plays a role...

But, my mother, that's a ingot of gold?! Can we be more generous? Make more meat and don't keep it for the future to get married!

Although he really wanted to say these words, unfortunately, for some reason, according to normal, he shouldn't have known that there was an ingot of gold in his house, so he couldn't say it.

What's more, he knew very well that even if he really said that with Qin Xuelian's personality, he would still keep the gold? He endured his own hardships but left all the money to the next generation. This was the selflessness of ancient people towards their children.

"Zheng'er, eat meat, this is specially made for you!" Qin Xuelian put a piece of stewed meat in the bowl into a square bowl.

"Mom!" Fang Zhengzhi gave in.

"Eat it, eat it, today is your birthday. Your mother has been stewing it for a long time!" Fang Houde advised.

Fang Zhengzhi didn't give in because he knew that Qin Xuelian would definitely not eat it. The hearts of all parents in the world moved slightly, and suddenly felt something again. He was already seven years old?

After eating, Fang Zhengzhi took a walk in the courtyard for a while, and then returned to the house.

Just as I was about to read the book again, Qin Xuelian's voice came from the inner room...

"Just now I am at the age of growing up, and my appetite is getting bigger and bigger!"

"That's the reason, but the main force of several hunting teams in the village was studying in Taoist temples. Now the hunting team in the village is hard to go to places where the people are deep in the village. There are too few prey at the foot of the mountain. One village, more than a hundred families are not enough..." Fang Houde sighed a little.

"What if you catch too much prey? Let the families who study in the Taoist temple first choose from. Take the Li family for example. In the past, he used to hunt more and also divided more, but now he relies on the village to raise it. And every time he divides prey, the village chief and his family share the most!" Qin Xuelian was a little dissatisfied.

"Hope, after all, the Li family is now the most hopeful person to get the first exam list of the Daozhi Examination in Nanshan Village. Last time, General Li from the Shenhou Mansion praised Li Zhuang for his great strength..."

While the two were talking, a burst of rapid footsteps came from outside the door. Fang Zhengzhi opened the window of his cottage and looked out, and found that the village chief was standing in the courtyard with several villagers.

"Great virtue!"

"Miss Minister, are you in trouble?" Fang Houde heard the voice outside and immediately walked into the courtyard.

"Old man, I'll discuss with you something!" The village chief sipped the cigarette pole and glanced at Fang Houde meaningfully.

"Please tell me, village chief." Fang Houde cannot be different.

"Look at the past two months, several laborers in the village have entered the Taoist temple to study, and two more gentlemen have come to the Taoist temple. These people are all hopes for the future of Nanshan Village, but now we need to support our Nanshan Village. We can't let the teaching masters be hungry, right?" The village chief was a little reluctant to speak but stopped.

"I understand, I'm willing to go to this matter." Fang Houde also understood what the village chief meant when he heard this.

"Well, as long as you want. Although you broke your arm, you used to be a good player in the hunting team. You have experience. You are familiar with Cangling Mountain. You can know where you can't go to. Old man, I'm very relieved! There are a few new young people in the hunting team. You can also take them. Let's go to the mountain tomorrow. The old and young people in the village will point at you!"

"Don't worry, village chief!" Fang Houde nodded.

The village chief sipped another cigarette, patted Fang Houde on the shoulder, and soon led a few villagers to another direction.

...

Going into the mountains? Hunting?

Fang Zhengzhi has always known that Nanshan Village was supported by a hunting team, but he has never really seen it. After all, he heard that the world in the mountains is too dangerous.

Even the hunting team in Nanshan Village only dares to hunt at the foot of Cangling Mountain, and no matter how deep the forest is, it dares not go...

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard a low crying sound from inside the house again.

"Enter the mountain?! This is not a joke! It's too dangerous, so you are not allowed to go!" Qin Xuelian's voice was a little crying.

"This... there is nothing we can do about it. There are only a few people in the village, old and young... If everyone doesn't enter the mountain, they will all starve to death? Only when they enter the mountain and hunt, can they eat meat and fur be taken to the county market to sell, so that there will be food..." Fang Houde comforted in a low voice.

"Why do you just ask you to go with so many people in the village? Isn't your arm broken just for the sake of the village? Now, they keep people in the Taoist temple, but they are going to force you to enter the mountain? A broken arm is how can you hunt? You can't even pull the bow! What's more, we don't have gold now..."

"Shh! That gold is left for Zheng'er to marry a wife in the future, so it can't be spent indiscriminately! Although I can't pull the bow, I can take a spear. And the village chief is right. I am familiar with the Cangling Mountain, so I mainly play a commanding role. If you don't say anything else, it's still okay to hunt some small prey!"

"You... you only have a village in your heart, so I won't let it... Oh... the spear at home is a little rusted, I... I'll go and prepare it for you now..." Qin Xuelian was halfway through her speech, looking at the expression on Fang Houde's face, and finally sighed, turned around and walked towards the warehouse where iron tools were piled up.

The voices in the room disappeared, and Fang Houde also began to prepare tools for hunting up the mountain...

Fang Zheng straightened his eyes at the grass exposed on the courtyard, sighed slowly, and there was a hint of worry on his face for the first time. The main income of the whole village relies on a hunting team.

Although the Taoist temple is an honor and a hope for the future of a village, it is also a burden before hope comes. After Nanshan Village, which is already living in poverty, naturally becomes more stressful after all the main labor force is drawn to the Taoist temple to study.

Hunting? I don’t know when I will be qualified to go up the mountain to take a look...
Chapter completed!