A figure flew by in the deep mountains and forests, so fast that it was impossible to tell that he was carrying a child in his arms.

Ping'an put one hand around his neck, and the other hand stuck in the cloth bag hanging on his chest and pinched the stone. If an animal shows up, he'll be able to help.

The two serious faces of the father and son looked the same at this time, and when they heard the sound of humming not far away, their eyes lit up at the same time, and their eyes turned in that direction.

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

Ping An made a grimace pig!

Zhang Guoqing gave him a thumbs up, "At least five hundred meters away." We're not in a hurry, let's listen to other animals. Check your surroundings before hunting. Some directions are cliffs, and that is the dead zone. Even if you are completely sure, you can't pass.

There are also other dangerous animals at the target location, which have to be detoured, and animals are actually as smart as people. They also know how to catch cicadas with praying mantises, and yellow finches are behind. ”

Ping An nodded earnestly.

"This hunt is secondary. Dad first taught you how to use the trees around you to distinguish without a compass, how to escape when walking in the maze forest, and how to use materials to treat injuries anytime and anywhere in case of injury. There's a lot more to learn about first aid. After you have learned well, you will be the master in the forest. ”

"Dad, you're amazing! Teach me all. ”

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 he has time. When you're almost done, let's find someone to go up to the mountains together. ”

Ping An nodded earnestly. His father said that he wanted to find Grandpa Wang.

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

"I understand."

Zhang Guoqing looked at the child in his arms worriedly. Where is the path of the child in the future? He's still young, let him learn life-saving means first, and then watch it when he's older.

Putting aside these sorrows, Zhang Guoqing began to point carefully to the land, trees, and weeds under his feet in the surrounding environment, and carefully taught one by one.

This training taught him not only the knowledge of hunting, but also the knowledge of survival in the wild of special forces that he learned in his previous life, as well as the crisis self-rescue methods that the hired mercenaries had mentioned.

In order to come to the Northeast this time, and even more so that the child can save himself in the crisis, Zhou Jiao worked hard. Relying on Zhang Guoqing's memories and the Chinese and foreign military magazines she had translated, she carefully compiled a large stack of thick manuals. If she wasn't worried that the target was too big, she would have given it to Zhou Xiaozheng a long time ago, but the timing was still not right, and she had to wait.

And after repeated discussions between the husband and wife, the fact that the son has a high IQ does not mean that he can easily cope with the ubiquitous crisis. His son still has to learn what he should learn, especially the means of self-help.

Zhang Guoqing is busy here, and Zhou Jiao in the wooden house is not easy, the old rusty iron pot on the big stove of the wooden house has long been stolen by someone, and there is only one crockpot on it now, which is estimated to be added by an old hunter later in order to go up and down the mountain to stay overnight.

But these are difficult for Zhou Jiao, she has no shortage of big iron pots. It's just that she has to clean up the small diameter made of stones, otherwise she won't be able to press the pot.

Anyway, to clean up, Zhou Jiao simply put the stones on the top and the stones in the corner of the wall in front of the house to build a big stove, and soon the two iron pots were set up, and the igniting flames made the fat in the pot boil out oil, and the fragrance permeated the surroundings of the wooden house.

After extinguishing the flames, after half an hour, she packed a porcelain jar of oil, carefully paying attention to whether the porcelain jar would explode when heated, and after a while, there was no abnormality, a bright smile appeared on her face, and she quickly loaded the warm oil in the two pots into a large porcelain jar. Use the space to place the large porcelain jar on the soil kang in the house to dry.

The enamel basin with big red flowers was filled with fragrant burnt yellow lard residue, which was placed on the clay kang and let her reach out and grab a small bite and quickly put it in her mouth, and she quickly pinched her earlobe with her fingers.

She looked up and down the mountain and saw that there was still no one there. Squint your eyes and pay attention to the materials in the space, and pick out the raw seafood that occupies the space one by one and put it in the pot to steam.

Looking back at the roof on the kang, Zhou Jiao thought about it and put things into the space again. There was nothing to do for a while, and in order to keep an eye on outsiders approaching, she didn't care about making steamed buns, so she put a briquette stove at the door, and cut vegetables while lighting a fire, so busy that she was sweating profusely.

When the sun was up, she looked worriedly at the end of the trail leading to the mountain. It's going to be noon, and these two won't forget to be hungry, right?

Time passed slowly, Zhou Jiao steamed four large pots of seafood, fried n dishes, and was so tired that her hands were a little cramped, and she still didn't see Zhang Guoqing come back with her son.

She also lost her patience and stewed all three pots with potatoes and beef. She doesn't have to worry about this, wait for the stew to be put into a large thick bowl, put it on the bowl with chopsticks, and put the bowl in a plastic box to end. Convenient and delicious, it's easy to cook noodles with toppings or bibimbap.

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

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

"Mom's ......"

The closer he got to the cabin, the more excited he became, and the little boar in his hand swayed around.

Even if Zhou Jiao has long been accustomed to seeing her son's strength, seeing him throwing the little pig like playing at this time, especially the whiter and tender little hands against the backdrop of the black pig, makes her even more happy.

Walking to the front of the wooden house, Zhang Guoqing unloaded the heavy objects on his body with a smile on his face, "This is the harvest of my son's first hunting, and we will bake it and bring it home later, so that he can show off with his father." ”

"It's not showmanship. I had an agreement with my grandfather. ”

"Okay, after lunch, Dad will take care of it. Let's go to the front and take a shower first. ”

Zhou Jiao didn't care to speak, and while the two of them went to the river, they hurriedly put on the meal and took out a change of clothes.

Zhang Guoqing's father and son stripped naked, soaked in the pond, and hurriedly washed it, Zhang Guoqing ran back in wet shorts and hugged his bare son.

Zhou Jiao helped her son put on clean clothes and pants and dried his hair at the same time.

Over there, Zhang Guoqing said regretfully: "The water in this pond is really cold, if only you went into the water too." ”

"And fish."

"Yes. But son, you have to remember that you can't go to the middle of the pond, it's full of silt, it's very dangerous. The big rock we just had at the bottom was put by my father when he was a child, otherwise I wouldn't have dared to go into the water. ”

Ping'an's little head nodded like a pounding onion, and he didn't forget to remind, "Mom, there are a lot of stone snails next to the stones." It's nice here, you don't need a ticket for anything, you don't have to spend money. ”

Well, that's right! Sure enough, it was her son, who had a different way of thinking from her own man. Zhou Jiao smiled defiantly at Zhang Guoqing. Don't think you can't guess what he's thinking.