Zhou Jiao felt extremely anxious. It was getting close to dusk, and there was still no sign of Zhang Guoqing. She silently blamed herself for not preparing enough rations. She wasn't sure if they still had any injury medicine left either.
If he didn't return by the next night, she planned to ask Zhao Dashan to take the militia up the mountain. Although she knew Zhang Guoqing was an excellent hunter, she was afraid others might hold him back.
As soon as Zhang Guoqing entered the courtyard, he called out for his mother. Seeing Mother Zhang, he winked at her with a smile.
Mother Zhang understood, pulling her two sons in to look them over carefully. She learned that except for a few people from other villages who had some minor injuries, everyone came back unscathed.
She was so happy that she quickly led her two daughters-in-law back to the kitchen to add a few more dishes. As for why they needed to add more dishes, her youngest son was giving her a knowing look, squeezing her palm.
