"Ouch!"

Suddenly, the loose-haired Ms. Sun over there let out a soft cry.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?" Yang Ruqing got up and ran towards Sun Shi.

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"I don't know what it is, it got my ankle and I can't get it off!" Mrs. Sun pouted her body, with both hands pulling at the feet hidden in the bushes.

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"Mother, don't pull me! Let me have a look first!"

Yang Ruqing stopped him, taking three steps forward and two steps sideways to come before Mrs. Sun. She pushed aside the weeds and dead leaves and squatted down to take a look.

“It's a rabbit hutch, ma'am, don't move it around, I'll take care of unlatching it!”

Yang Ruqing said, she bent down to help Mrs. Sun untie her knot.

This kind of snare used to trap small game, she'd seen plenty in her past life.

Sharp bamboo splinters, the top of the bamboo splinter chisel several grooves, tied with fine wire on the groove. The wire is twisted into a retractable snare, and then the bamboo splinter is hammered like a pile driver on the road where rabbits and pheasants frequent. Keep the outer wire snare, do not leave too obvious traces, usually one night down, there will be some harvest!

Yang Ruqing originally thought she could easily untie the wire circle, but when she bent down to do so, she realized she had underestimated the skill of the person who set the trap!

"Within a set of nesting layers, the person probably considered the rabbit's fiery temperament and that struggling after being confined might cause injury. So, an extra layer was added for protection."

This way, both the rabbit's escape can be guaranteed and it won't be strangled!

However, Yang Ruqing didn't figure out the key to this set at first. She struggled for a long time and couldn't take it off. It even rubbed off a layer of skin on Sun's ankle!

Yang Ruqing was so anxious that her head was sweating, and she hated the person who set the trap to death!

Just then, a voice suddenly came from a distance: "You can't solve that puzzle. Let me do it!"

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Yang Ruoqing followed the sound and saw a tall boy walking quickly from the depths of the forest.

He was tall and broad-shouldered, with a solid frame. He wore patched rough cloth garments and carried an axe at his waist. He moved quickly, pushing aside thorny branches with one hand while holding a bow in the other. A bamboo basket on his back held several homemade arrows.

"Little Táng?"

Yang Ruqing heard Mrs. Sun's exclamation of surprise coming from above her head, so she stood up and asked Mrs. Sun, "Mother, do you know that person?"

"He's also from our village, the nephew of Lao Tie the blacksmith in the north of the village, named Feng Tang. Everyone calls him Tang Yazi. He's a well-known hunter in our village!" Sun Shi said to Yang Ruqing, her expression and tone revealing a hint of admiration that an elder has for a capable younger generation.

Yang Ruqing suddenly understood. These rabbit cages were obviously set up by the kid named Luofengtang!

Yang Ruqing turned around, her gaze falling once more on the young hunter who had now come closer.

He's truly the kind of kid who grew up climbing and rolling around in the mountains. This guy, who looks to be sixteen or seventeen years old, is taller and more muscular than most boys his age. He has broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs.

His face is very handsome, with sharp edges, eyebrows are well-defined, eyes are black and bright, features deep and three-dimensional.

Years of sun, wind, and rain in the mountains left his skin somewhat rough, but not tanned black. It was a wild, wheat-colored complexion. Sunlight filtered through the gaps between leaves above, illuminating him. His forehead, full and broad from running, glistened with glistening beads of sweat, mirroring his wheat-colored skin and radiating a healthy glow!

After taking him in from head to toe, Yang Ruohua secretly nodded. If she were back in her previous life, she probably wouldn't have been able to resist coaxing this guy into the organization. Looking at his body and skills, he was a good prospect!

It's a pity, this is a poor and backward mountain village. Even with his skills, he is destined to spend his life in poverty here, only managing to hunt wild game for sustenance.

It's a pity! It's such a shame!

Luo Fengtang ran to Sun Shi and Yang Ruqing, standing firmly with slightly labored breaths. He had been guarding a wild chicken nest over there, suddenly hearing the commotion coming from this side.

He ran over to take a look and saw Yang Sann's wife standing on the rabbit path where he had set his trap. Her daughter, Fatya, was squatting in the grass with both hands digging at something.

He thought to himself that something was wrong and immediately ran over. As soon as he got his footing, he saw Yang San's daughter, Fatty, staring at him with her eyes back and forth.

Luo Fengtang's lips pursed into a straight line, his cheeks flushed slightly. He wasn't used to being close to people since he was a child, let alone being stared at so directly by a woman.

Though Panya was known as a simpleton throughout Changping Village, Luofengtang still felt a little awkward.

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She blushed and struggled for a long time before finally squeezing out a sentence to Mrs. Yang: "Mrs. Yang, don't worry, I'll take the wrap off!"

As he spoke, the young man put down the bow in his hand, crouched down, and with a pair of rough hands, groped around in the grass. With a soft "crack!" sound, the trap sprung loose, and Sun's foot was finally free.

"Thank you so much, Tang Ya-zi!" Mrs. Sun beamed with a smile and thanked Luo Fengtang.

Luo Fengtang pursed his lips, not making a sound. He picked up the large bow in his hand and prepared to turn and leave when Yang Ruoheng suddenly stopped him.

"Stop right there!"

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Luofeng Tang thought it was his own illusion, he froze for a moment, a figure like a water barrel circled around him and blocked his way.

Having gained weight, his features had become distorted. His eyes, squeezed into the confines of ***, shone brightly nonetheless!

Look, it wasn't someone else, but Fatty Girl, the silly daughter of Yang San's family!

Yang Ruqing looked up at the much taller Luofeng Tang in front of her, and said coldly, "This is the edge of the forest. If you want to catch rabbits, you should set traps deeper into the forest. Catching rabbits in broad daylight by the roadside, aren't you intentionally trying to harm people?"

Luo Fengtang: “...”

He had been observing this side of the forest for a long time. No one had entered the forest during these hours. Moreover, he was set up here with his gear and was also crouching nearby. He had only briefly been distracted by trying to catch some wild chickens that's how this slip-up occurred.

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Wait a minute, Yang Sanniang's Fat Girl, wasn't she a mute? How come she can speak so fluently now?

Luo Fengtang's black eyes held a hint of surprise.

"I'm talking to you! Why aren't you saying anything? What kind of attitude is this?" Yang Ruqing was genuinely angry now, her voice rising a few pitches: "At this time, you shouldn't be here in the first place. Now you've rubbed off a layer of skin on my ankle and it's bleeding. What do you plan to do about it?"

Are you bleeding?

Luo Fengtang was stunned again.

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Turning around hastily, he looked at Mrs. Sun, his eyes cast down in shame and anxiety. He seemed awkward and speechless, muttering in a low voice: "Mrs. Yang, I'm sorry... I didn't mean to..."

Sun Shi was just finishing up tending to her sprained ankle when she heard her own daughter stop Luo Fengtang with such a forceful statement. Sun Shi couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time!

This girl!

Just as I was about to smooth things over, I looked up and saw Luofeng Tang apologizing.

Sun shi smiled nonchalantly and said, "Tang boy, don't listen to Qing'er's nonsense. She's just scaring you. Your aunt is fine, it's not your fault!" Her voice paused, and Sun shi glared at Yang Ruqing: "Qing'er, stop teasing Tang boy. I'm not made of paper, nothing happened. Let Tang boy get back to work."