Caçando em Anos Difíceis e Criando um Marido Delicado: Encontrando um Bebê da Sorte que Prosperou Toda a Vila

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In the winter valley, the cold wind howled. The underbrush rustled, and from afar came a heavy, grunting sound. A fat wild boar burst out of the thicket, likely weighing a good hundred pounds or more.

Hidden in the shadows, Jiang Xian tensed, her brow furrowed, instinctively gripping the trigger of the trap, prepared to act at the perfect moment.

The wild boar’s thick tusks gleamed coldly, its beady eyes—like green peas—darted about with vigilance, bristling hackles standing on end as it stepped slowly toward a rabbit nestled atop a thick carpet of fallen leaves.

Jiang Xian gave a sharp tug. With a sudden crash, the tripwire snapped taut, catching the boar off guard and tripping its front legs. The massive beast lunged forward, crashing heavily into the pit she had prepared long ago.

Several sharpened bamboo stakes pierced the boar’s body in an instant. The creature let out a piercing scream, struggled desperately for a few moments, and then was still.

“Wonderful! Another fruitful day!” Jiang Xian exclaimed with delight.

She effortlessly scooped up the rabbit and tossed it into her basket. Then, with barely any effort, she lifted the ropes tied at the four corners, hauling the adult boar up and slipping it into a burlap sack, slinging it over her shoulder with satisfaction as she headed down the mountain.

In three years of drought, only Jiang Xian had been able to hunt game in these southern mountains.

Nearby, several hunters from neighboring villages watched enviously as Jiang Xian descended, a wild boar