Transmigrated as a Stepmother: Time to Bring the Family to Prosper!-Chapter 141 - 140: Not Persuading

Da Lang seemingly overcame his fear of the forest; previously unable to move his feet, he now strides forward confidently.

Qin Yao turned back and saw the determined gaze on that dirty little face, feeling a surge of pride; it seemed her teaching methods were indeed effective.

Noticing his stepmother’s gaze, Da Lang lifted his head and gave her a ’strong’ smile. The mother-son pair were like two wild cats, swiftly darting through the mountain woods.

Qin Yao intended to find the cave she stayed in last year, but after a two-day delay poking around snake dens in the forest, she got a bit lost. Now she had to find the location again.

This was Qin Yao’s second lesson for Da Lang: how to navigate in the lush, canopy-covered forest.

And if lost, how to save oneself and escape trouble.

Qin Yao told Da Lang, "No matter the situation, our first priority is ensuring our safety. If you really can’t find the direction, then look for a water source..."

According to Qin Yao, you won’t starve in the woods anyway; worst case, you just become a wildling.

Da Lang’s young mind was once again a bit shaken; his stepmother’s strong inner core was admirable.

The mother-son duo traversed an area overgrown with weeds and finally reached the forest’s depths.

There were still many weeds here, but due to temperature differences, they weren’t dense, allowing people to walk upright.

Qin Yao led Da Lang in search of a water source and instructed him to take out his slingshot, ready to attack any small animals they encountered!

After two days of monotonous snake-den poking, today’s activities instantly sparked Da Lang’s excitement.

Which young boy or girl hasn’t dreamed of yearning for adventure?

Seeing prey, Da Lang couldn’t help but shout excitedly, only to receive a smack on the back of the head from Qin Yao, "Quiet!"

Are you here to hunt or to scare the animals?

Da Lang said "Ouch," rubbing his head; this was the first time he got hit by his stepmother since he could remember.

Oddly enough, it didn’t hurt, but felt quite good inside; he wished she would hit him more like his Mother.

Qin Yao spotted a squirrel and quickly drew her slingshot, intending to call Da Lang, but found him dumbly staring at her. She frowned and reminded him to look ahead, not at her!

Da Lang snapped out of it, exhaled quietly, and fully focused on learning how to hunt from her.

Previously, when Qin Yao took Da Lang to hunt birds, those birds were foolish; even when they made noise, they wouldn’t flee, and they would fly back soon after scattering, requiring no skill to deal with them.

But in the deep mountains, things are completely different.

Prey doesn’t roam freely everywhere; they have threats from predators and targets of their own to hunt, appearing rarely by day, mostly at night.

But by sundown, watching near a water source, you could see all sorts of animals gathering.

Da Lang was holding a squirrel that Qin Yao had caught alive and then knocked out with a palm; the squirrel was peculiar-looking, with a streak of white on its tail and a tuft of white on its forehead, making it exceptionally cute.

Qin Yao caught it alive precisely because of its cuteness, intending to bring it home as a pet to sell.

Da Lang felt a bit sorry for the little creature; Qin Yao wanted him to hold it, but he hugged the squirrel instead.

The child hadn’t seen a true hunt yet, so Qin Yao didn’t immediately stop his excess sympathy.

The mother-son pair crouched in the treetop near a water source, observing the various animals appearing nearby.

No large beasts appeared; they usually came out after dark. Currently, the largest animals by the stream were two sika deer.

Da Lang was a bit excited, holding the squirrel in one hand and clumsily using the sign language he just learned from Qin Yao with the other.

This was a signal for hunters to communicate in the forest; he was asking her if they could hunt the two sika deer.

Qin Yao gestured, indicating that the water source was not the best hunting ground, unless it was a one-time action.

Otherwise, it would alert other large animals and trigger their wariness, not coming to this place for a long time.

Da Lang nodded regretfully, showing he understood.

But seeing Qin Yao didn’t plan to act, he couldn’t help but gesture again, asking: aren’t we continuing the hunt today?

Isn’t just having this squirrel too little?

Qin Yao warned him not to forget the original intent; practice was the main purpose of this trip into the mountains.

The basics weren’t even mastered yet, and he wanted to charge ahead?

Seeing Qin Yao still had no intention to take action, Da Lang nodded his head again in regret.

But the intense interest in his eyes didn’t diminish.

Qin Yao thought, young people are generally hard to persuade, so let him try for himself.

She beckoned the young boy, pointed at a single sika deer wandering off alone, took the squirrel from his arms, and knocked it out again with a slap.

Da Lang’s breathing grew heavier, his eyes lit up with excitement almost bursting forth.

Qin Yao nodded, and Da Lang immediately slid down from the tree trunk to the ground, crouching and following the sika deer’s steps.

Having learned how to track prey, Da Lang followed the sika deer from a distance, delighted to see it hadn’t noticed him.

Seeing it stop at a shrub full of wild berries to eat, completely unaware of his presence, Da Lang slowly straightened up, took an arrow from the arrow tube on his back, and notched it on the bow.

Da Lang’s posture in drawing the bow was very standard, and his movements quite skilled, showing he never slacked in practice at home.

Before shooting the arrow, Da Lang looked around for Qin Yao’s figure, seeking some encouragement from her.

However, after looking around, he didn’t see any trace of her.

But behind him, a bird call she produced reminded him silently that she was right there. Don’t be afraid.

After the bird call faded, all that remained in the woods was the rustling of leaves in the wind and the sound of the sika deer munching.

Da Lang was shocked to realize his stepmother had blended seamlessly into the surroundings; if she didn’t make a sound, he couldn’t detect any trace of her existence.

If he possessed such skills, could he also hunt big black bears?

Da Lang took an extremely slow and light breath, aimed for the sika deer’s neck, and released the bowstring.

With a "whish," the arrow shot out, brushing past leaves with a slight sound.

How sensitive were the sika deer’s hearing?

Immediately, it turned and bolted, the arrow brushing past its antlers, missing the shot.

Just a bit short! 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Frustrated, Da Lang swiftly drew a second arrow, notched it on the bow, and chased out from his hiding spot, hurriedly shooting another arrow at the sika deer’s rump.

Predictably, it didn’t even graze the sika deer’s skin.

But with the prey right in front, how could he let it go?

Da Lang pulled out his most proficient slingshot and sprinted after it.

Suddenly, the fleeing sika deer screeched and turned back abruptly.

Da Lang was puzzled when a giant brown shadow leaped out from the bushes, charging forward!