Reborn in 72, I hunt to support my family and spoil my younger sister rotten.

In his previous life, Li Xiangyang was so badly harmed by Su Yan and Wang Ming, how could he not pay attention to their news?

Unfortunately, not long after they returned to the city, they both went abroad.

Later, Li Xiangyang left his hometown and went abroad to make a living by hunting. Although it was a helpless choice, wasn't he also harboring the mentality of seeking revenge against the two?

But after all, Li Xiangyang's abilities were limited in his previous life, and he never found the two of them before he died.

However, he knew quite a bit about the two of them.

Li Xiangyang walked towards the law enforcement bureau, his feet sinking into the thick snow.

On the way, his thoughts drifted back to those scattered memories from his previous life.

It was in the summer of 2000 when he saw a news article in a Chinese newspaper abroad: During the demolition of an old town in the Dongxinganling area, more than 20 gold bars were unearthed.

The news article was short, but he immediately recognized the dilapidated courtyard house in the picture as Wang Ming's old house.

The gold bars were unearthed from the ground and were well-preserved, wrapped in layers of oiled paper.

More than twenty gold bars were buried underground for decades, only to be rediscovered during the demolition of that old town area.

Wang Ming was completely unaware of this, which was perhaps the final irony left to him by his "great" father.

When Li Xiangyang saw this news, he felt that God had eyes.

Wang Ming ruined his family and left himself destitute in a foreign land, unaware that he possessed this windfall.

Looking back now, it turned out to be a fantastic opportunity.

"Didn't you want to mess with me?" Li Xiangyang looked at the law enforcement bureau ahead, a cold smile playing on his lips. "Then I'll make this windfall see the light of day sooner rather than later."

The gate of the law enforcement bureau was ordinary, but it was particularly glaring to Li Xiangyang at this moment.

He took a deep breath, pushed open the door, and went inside.

"Comrade, who are you looking for?" a law enforcement officer wearing reading glasses asked, looking up.

"I am Li Xiangyang."

The veteran law enforcement officer's eyes lit up: "Oh, you're Li Xiangyang? Here to turn yourself in?"

Ignoring the sarcasm in the other person's tone, Li Xiangyang pulled out his identification from his pocket: "Comrade, this is my hunter's license. I'm a certified hunter by the forestry station, and the rifle is issued to me by them. If there are any doubts, Captain Zhou can come and verify."

The veteran law enforcement officer took the credentials and examined them carefully.

His expression gradually turned awkward: "This...it really is a hunter's license. Comrade, I'm so sorry, it was an oversight on our part."

"It's alright, the misunderstanding is cleared up. Can you let my mom and sister go home now?"

Li Xiangyang spoke calmly, but his hand holding the hunter's certificate tightened slightly.

"Of course, of course, it's not about arresting anyone, you need to understand. Please have a seat, I'll go make the arrangements right away."

The old law enforcement officer turned to leave, but was blocked by several people who suddenly appeared.

"Old Zhao, what happened? Wasn't he supposed to turn himself in? Why isn't he under control? Possession of firearms is a serious crime!"

The speaker was Zhu Dabiao, followed by Li Hao and Zhang Xiaobao, both law enforcement officers from Xiaoliang Village.

Old Zhao slapped the hunter's certificate onto Zhu Dabiao's chest: "Look carefully!"

After saying that, he hurriedly went inside to release the people.

After the three of them huddled together and looked at the documents, their expressions immediately turned awkward.

Zhu Dabiao was the first to react, smiling as he poured Li Xiangyang a glass of water: "Comrade Li Xiangyang, it's all a misunderstanding, have some water."

At this moment, a burst of rapid footsteps came.

Li Xiaohua jumped into Li Xiangyang's arms like a little rabbit: "Brother!"

Li's mother also came out, her face still showing signs of shock.

"Brother, it's all that bastard Wang Ming's fault!" Li Xiaohua said angrily. "He reported us, and I told them you have a hunter's license, but they just wouldn't believe me!"

The people around him looked somewhat uneasy.

Li Xiangyang gently stroked his sister's hair: "The officers from the law enforcement bureau were just following the law. In these kinds of situations, without seeing identification, no one can really explain things clearly; we can't blame them."

“Comrade Li Xiangyang is right.” Old Zhao walked over and said sincerely, “I’m so sorry to have troubled your family to come all this way in the dead of winter.”

Li Xiangyang smiled slightly: "You are law enforcement officers, this is your duty. However, now that it's proven I'm a legally armed hunter, can I report Wang Ming for maliciously framing me?"

Old Zhao immediately became somewhat troubled: "Well, the other party only filed a report, and you really do have a gun. Bringing the person here would just cause trouble..."

“Yes, I know. Just follow the rules. All I’m asking for is fairness.” Li Xiangyang finished speaking and took several plump rabbits from his backpack. “Thank you for your hard work. As hunters from the forest farm, it’s normal to share some of the game with the law enforcement officers, isn’t it?”

Looking at the fresh rabbit meat that was radiating a chill, everyone present couldn't help but swallow hard.

"This..." Old Zhao hesitated.

“Take it,” Zhu Dabiao interjected. “It’s freezing cold, Comrade Li Xiangyang is just being kind.”

"Since that's the case, then we'll shamelessly accept it." Old Zhao took the rabbit and asked casually, "Comrade Li Xiangyang, you haven't eaten yet, have you?"

"Indeed, we haven't had time yet." Li Xiangyang looked at the sky outside the window.

"That's perfect, stay for a simple meal." Old Zhao turned to Li Hao and said, "Little Li, go and light the stove. Today, let's treat ourselves to a nice meal thanks to Little Li."

Li Xiangyang initially wanted to decline, but seeing the exhaustion on his mother and sister's faces, he nodded and agreed, "Then I'll have to trouble you."

The law enforcement bureau's kitchen wasn't big, but it was warm.

Once the stove is lit, the whole room becomes warm and cozy.

Zhu Dabiao volunteered to cook, saying that he used to be a cook in the village and was quite skilled.

Seeing this, Li Xiangyang volunteered to help out, chatting with Zhu Dabiao while skinning the rabbit.

Soon, a pot of fragrant braised rabbit was served.

Old Zhao specially had a large table brought over so that Li Xiangyang's family and several law enforcement officers could sit around it.

"Come on, Comrade Li Xiangyang, try Zhu Dabiao's cooking." Old Zhao put a piece of meat on Li Xiangyang's plate.

Li's mother was a little reserved, but seeing Li Xiaohua eating happily, a smile appeared on her face.

After several rounds of drinks and several dishes, the atmosphere gradually became lively.

After the meal, Old Zhao turned to Li Hao and said, "Little Li, hitch up the carriage and take Comrade Li Xiangyang and his family back. While you're at it, bring that kid Wang Ming back and teach him a lesson, so he doesn't cause any more trouble."

Li Hao responded and went out.

Before long, the sound of horses' hooves and the crunching of wheels over the snow came from the yard.

"Comrade Li Xiangyang, you should take the carriage back," Old Zhao said, already ushering the mother and daughter into the carriage. "Walking in this heavy snow is inconvenient."

Mother Li thanked her repeatedly and helped Li Xiaohua into the back of the carriage.

Li Xiangyang followed behind, and seeing his mother and sister finally showing relaxed expressions, a weight was lifted from his heart.

"Let's go, we'll stop by the educated youth community on the way." Old Zhao sat in the driver's seat and gestured for Li Xiangyang to get on as well.

The carriage moved slowly through the snow, its wheels making a soft sound as they rolled over the snow.

Li Xiangyang peered through the gaps in the carriage at the snowflakes that were gradually growing larger, already planning his next move.

The carriage moved forward through the snow. Li Xiangyang sat next to Old Zhao and asked in a low voice, "Comrade Old Zhao, I'd like to ask you something."

"you say."

"How should someone like Wang Ming, who maliciously made false accusations and framed others, be dealt with according to regulations?"

Old Zhao tightened his grip on the reins: "According to the rules, bring him back, have him write a self-criticism and a guarantee, then he'll be released. If he repeatedly fails to mend his ways, then we'll report it."

"What if it gets reported?"

"That's serious." Old Zhao shook the snow off his clothes. "At best, it'll be a reprimand; at worst, it could be on my record. If they find other problems, it'll be even more troublesome."

Li Xiangyang nodded thoughtfully: "I understand. Now, if I understand his other issues..."

“Then you should just report it to higher-ups,” Old Zhao interrupted him, saying meaningfully, “We grassroots folks can only handle trivial matters. The big stuff has to be handled by those above.”

Li Xiangyang's lips curled up slightly.

He knew the rules of this era all too well.

Some things don't need to be said too explicitly.

“However…” Old Zhao suddenly lowered his voice, “If something serious is happening, we need solid evidence. These days, you can’t just jump to conclusions.”

“You’re right,” Li Xiangyang nodded. “The stronger the evidence, the clearer the case.”

The carriage continued its journey through the snow, leaving only a trail of deep ruts.

Li Xiangyang's gaze sharpened as he watched the snowflakes falling in front of him.

He needs to carefully plan the gold bar matter.

This is no small matter; it's a handle that could ruin Wang Ming forever.

It really was just a matter of a whistleblower letter.

But the most important thing is who gets this letter.

It seems I need to make some plans and ask someone knowledgeable for advice.

However, it's good to collect some interest first.

Let Wang Ming suffer a loss now and experience what it means to reap what you sow.