"See? This one ended up with us too," Zhang Dazhuang said, gesturing as he spoke. He then pointed to the basket on his back. Inside, atop a pile of herbs, sat the unlucky pheasant that had ultimately fallen into their hands.
"Wow, your luck is something else."
"Of course. We thought it was all over for us today, but who knew... Heh, it's all thanks to my Nuannuan's quick thinking. She's our family's little lucky star," Zhang Dazhuang said with a chuckle.
"Doesn't this just prove the saying? 'Survive a great disaster, and good fortune will follow.' These two boars alone are worth a small fortune! Hey, Uncle Dazhuang, how can you let your little lucky star drag something so heavy? Here, let me take over. Uncle Dazhuang, you take my hoe, and I'll drag this home for you." Zhang Sanqiang smiled and took the rope from Gu Nuan Nuan's hands. The moment he grasped it, he yelped, "Whoa, this thing is seriously heavy."
