Rebirth in 80, starting with hunting in the Greater Khingan Mountains

When Jiang He swung the stick, the old woman who was about to rush over was startled and screamed, as if she had been hit on the head.

Even the old ladies who were watching the fun at the door were shaking with fear. This guy was a real idiot.

However, the white fox screamed miserably, but was not beaten to death. Instead, it stood up and kept waving its claws towards Jiang He, as if performing a ritual.

Old Mrs. Song screamed, "Stop! Don't hurt the Fox Fairy! He's cultivated for thousands of years and has profound magical powers. He can kill your entire family with just one spell!"

"Come, let me see how powerful your magic is!"

Jiang He said this and swung the stick at the white fox's head again.

Old Mrs. Song pounced and pushed the white fox away, but the stick hit her on the back, making her scream in pain.

Jiang He was just tired, so he didn't have much strength in the first blow. Now he has recovered a little, and the next blow is more powerful.

Old Mrs. Song yelled, "Fox Fairy, run! I'm going to fight him!"

As Old Mrs. Song spoke, she hugged Jiang He's thigh, as if she was determined to protect the fox fairy to the death.

Jiang He was furious. You made me look like a villain by doing this.

Jiang He said angrily, "It's okay to let it go. It killed all the chickens and ducks in Dashuang Village. It cost over a thousand yuan. You pay me, and I'll let it go!"

"Fuck you, the fox fairy has its reasons for doing things. The chickens and ducks in Dashuang Village deserved to be bitten to death!" Old Mrs. Song cursed.

Jiang He immediately became furious and said, "You are the scumbag. Those chickens and ducks are the main labor force that allows the family to make some money throughout the year."

You don't care about the right and wrong, and you think you deserve to live just by talking?

Jiang He wished he could beat her to death with a stick.

But there was no need, as the spring rain had stopped, and the eight-pound mirror-finished axe was swung up, silently chopping off Old Mrs. Song's neck.

Old Mrs. Song heard the screams of the old women from the same village coming from the door. When she looked up, she saw a big axe coming towards her neck. She was so scared that she screamed and rolled over.

The spring rain is like a heavy axe, striking the foot of the rivers.

Jiang He didn't even blink, he took a quick step forward and stepped on the white fox's tail.

The white fox screamed and turned its head to bite, but Jiang He hit it on the head with a stick again.

When the stick hit the white fox, it died with a scream.

"What kind of immortal is this? He has practiced for thousands of years, but he still can't withstand a blow from me!"

As Jiang He spoke, he picked up the white fox and hung it on the clothesline at Old Mrs. Song's house. He then quickly peeled off a whole tube of white fox skin.

Old Mrs. Song kept yelling and cursing, almost digging out all the ancestors of the Jianghe family.

Jiang He didn't want to pay any attention to her at first, but the old woman suddenly rushed out with a rolling pin in her hand.

Chunyu was overjoyed, "My brother doesn't hit women, but I'm a woman, so I hit him!"

The spring rain swung its axe.

Old Mrs. Song looked at the rolling pin in her hand, then looked at the big axe in Chunyu's hand, but she still didn't dare to step forward.

Old Mrs. Song looked at Jiang He and Chun Yu walking away so brazenly with the fox fur, and then looked at the villagers who were talking around them and the suspicious eyes, and secretly said that something was wrong.

I make a lot of money every year by performing shaman rituals.

Now, Jiang He and Chun Yu killed the white fox in her house in front of the whole village. Isn't this equivalent to killing the fox fairy in her house as well?

This is destroying someone's job.

To cut off someone's source of income is like killing his parents.

"You're from Lindianzi Village, right? Just wait, I'm going to kill your whole family!" Old Mrs. Song cursed with resentment.

Jiang He and Chun Yu returned to Dashuang Village and placed the whole white fox fur tube in front of Sun Mancang.

Sun Mancang touched the slippery leather and blew on it, making it swirl. It's top-quality leather. Don't sell it if you're less than three thousand yuan.

Jiang He said that this was more like it, I paid so much money in compensation.

However, he and Chunyu always felt that something was wrong. It was not until they heard Liu Er's shouting and cursing outside that they slapped their thighs. They were so busy admiring the white fox fur that they forgot about Liu Er.

Jiang He no longer lives in Sun Mancang's house. This old Jiba Deng is extremely energetic. It is too annoying to sleep on the same kang with him and Niu Er's wife. Wouldn't it be nice for me to go home and hug my beautiful and soft Miao Xiaoyu?

As for the white fox fur, Liu Er refused to accept it, and Zhang Daling was even more afraid to take it. This thing is too evil. You'd better spare my life.

Jiang He kept it in his hands, planning to go back to the county or the city to sell it.

He went home for a while and then went straight to Miao Xiaoyu's house. Wang Shuqin, who had just finished cooking, was so angry that she scolded him for forgetting his mother now that he had a wife.

As soon as Miao Xiaoyu saw Jiang He, she smiled happily. She quickly boiled a large pot of water, then took the large washing basin into it and gave him some hot water for a good bath.

This time even Old Mrs. Chen couldn't stand it anymore. She secretly grabbed Miao Xiaoyu and scolded her, "Just spoil him. The more you do, the less he'll take you seriously!"

Miao Xiaoyu's face flushed, and her voice was soft but very firm: "No, the more I indulge him, the more he takes me seriously!"

"It's over, you're hopeless!" Old Mrs. Chen sighed.

Miao Xiaoyu slipped into the inner room and helped Jiang He take a bath. It turned out to be a good bath. For a man, it is enough to just wash the key parts.

After washing only half of it, the two of them rolled onto the kang. Jiang He had been feeling very uncomfortable for a while.

By the time the work was done, the water had gotten cold. The old woman came in with a basin of boiling water and a gloomy face. She added some water and went out to cook with a gloomy face again.

Two people share a wash basin and wash again.

The young and strong young man and the equally young and tender young widow who had just tasted the sweetness of love were both full of energy. They washed together and then went to wash the kang.

Jiang He held Miao Xiaoyu's feet and bit them, leaving rows of teeth marks. Just when he was happy, he heard Old Mrs. Chen scream, followed by a series of sharp curses.

The two were startled and didn't care about playing anymore. They quickly got up from the kang. As soon as they went out, a furry thing flew towards them and hit Jiang He in the face.

It turned out to be a pheasant, a dead pheasant.

Old Mrs. Chen cursed: "This damn thing has ruined my bowl of rice!"

Jiang He looked out of the room and saw that the rice he had just cooked was missing a piece and there were a lot of chicken feathers on it.

It was clearly a pheasant that came to steal rice and ended up being scalded to death in the rice pot.

This pheasant must have been scalded to death for some time. The large bowl of white rice was already filled with a fishy smell and was completely inedible.

Jiang He chuckled and said, "Use a stick to hit a roe deer and use a ladle to scoop fish. Pull, have you ever seen anyone hit a roe deer with a stick?"

It's not right to use a ladle to scoop fish. If you can't scoop up any fish, it's better to use a clay basket instead.

The pheasant actually flew into the rice pot right before my eyes.

A bowl of rice in exchange for a skinny and dry pheasant, who wouldn't be angry?

Jiang He's smile immediately made Old Mrs. Chen furious. This is the rice I made specially for you, but now you can't eat it. You're just showing off your ass with corn grits porridge.

Xiaoqing had a sad face and pulled Jiang He's hand, crying, "Brother-in-law, I want to eat white rice!"

"Don't worry, sister-in-law. It snowed heavily these days, and the pheasants in the mountains are all starving. Your brother-in-law will help you catch the pheasants with a sieve and catch the thief.

My brother-in-law will make you pheasant stewed with mushrooms and fried thieves from the old house!"