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

"Silly girl, what are you saying?" Li Xiangyang ruffled his sister's hair. "Having you here gives me even more motivation. Besides, isn't this a good opportunity for you to see how your brother hunts?"

"But...it runs so fast..."

“Don’t worry,” Li Xiangyang said with a smile, “I hit its hind leg tendon with that shot just now; it won’t run very far.”

As he spoke, he squatted down and carefully examined the pattern of the bloodstains.

“Look,” he said, pointing to the bloodstains on the snow, “the bloodstains are getting denser, which means the wound is widening. And…”

He took a few steps forward. "Look at these footprints. Its right hind leg can't touch the ground at all; it can only hop on three legs. In this situation, it will quickly find a place to hide."

"Really?" Li Xiaohua asked, still somewhat skeptical.

Just then, a low, mournful cry came from the bushes ahead.

“Listen,” Li Xiangyang gestured for silence, “it’s exhausted.”

But things didn't go so smoothly.

When they followed the sound, they only saw a patch of trampled snow and a few drops of fresh blood; the sika deer had vanished.

“Strange…” Li Xiangyang frowned. Logically speaking, prey with such injuries shouldn’t have gone far.

He carefully examined his surroundings and suddenly understood something.

“It’s clever,” Li Xiangyang muttered to himself, “deliberately creating confusion here before changing direction.”

Sure enough, on the other side of the bushes, he found a faint trail of blood, in the opposite direction from before.

"Xiaohua, you wait here," Li Xiangyang instructed.

“No,” Li Xiaohua tugged at her brother’s sleeve, “I can’t hold you back anymore. I… I can keep up.”

Looking into his sister's determined eyes, Li Xiangyang felt a warmth in his heart.

When did this little sister become so sensible?

"Okay, then stay close to me and don't make a sound."

The brother and sister carefully followed the trail of blood.

Along the way, they frequently saw signs of sika deer stopping to rest—deeper footprints, trampled bushes, and increasing amounts of blood.

But every time they thought they were about to catch up, the cunning deer would always sense it in advance and continue to flee despite its injury.

Li Xiaohua's face was covered in sweat, but she gritted her teeth and remained silent.

She knew that if she complained of being tired now, all her previous efforts would be in vain.

"It's alright," Li Xiangyang said softly, noticing his sister's exhaustion. "You did a great job. And we'll find it soon."

"Why do you say that?"

“Look,” Li Xiangyang pointed ahead, “the terrain gradually becomes steeper here, and further ahead is a cliff. It’s injured and can’t possibly jump off. And…”

He glanced at the sky. "The snow is getting heavier. If it doesn't find somewhere to hide soon, it will freeze to death."

Sure enough, after walking less than a hundred meters, they discovered a hidden cave. The entrance was small, but it was even more inconspicuous under the cover of snow.

There were fresh bloodstains and hoof prints on the snow at the entrance of the cave.

“Found it,” Li Xiangyang said with a slight smile, but quickly suppressed it. “However, now is the most dangerous time.”

"Why?" Li Xiaohua subconsciously lowered her voice.

“Injured wild animals are the most dangerous. They know they can't escape, so they'll fight to the death,” Li Xiangyang explained. “Especially male deer; their antlers can easily kill a person.”

He thought for a moment, then turned to his sister and said, "You wait here, and whatever you do, don't come over."

This time, Li Xiaohua nodded obediently. She finally understood that hunting was not a fun activity, but a life-or-death struggle.

Li Xiangyang carried the Type 56 pistol on his back and pulled a sharpened wooden stick from his waist.

In close combat, using a gun is actually inconvenient.

He moved forward slowly, clinging to the cave wall, taking each step with utmost care.

The cave wasn't deep, but it was dimly lit and visibility was limited.

Suddenly, a low hiss came from the darkness.

The next second, a huge figure suddenly rushed out!

The forked antlers came straight at Li Xiangyang's chest!

Li Xiangyang was prepared. He turned to the side and simultaneously stabbed the buck's hind leg wound with the wooden stick in his hand.

“Ah—”

The male deer, in pain, reared up on its front hooves.

But it had already lost too much blood, and this movement made it even more unstable, causing it to fall heavily to the ground.

Li Xiangyang seized the opportunity, took a step forward, and precisely pierced the buck's throat with a wooden stick.

"Brother!" Li Xiaohua's anxious cry came from outside the cave.

"It's alright!" Li Xiangyang replied, "It's all taken care of."

By the time he dragged his prey out, Li Xiaohua had already run to the cave entrance.

Upon seeing the enormous sika deer, her eyes widened: "Wow, it's huge!"

“Yes, it’s a fully grown male deer,” Li Xiangyang wiped the sweat from his brow, “weighing at least 150 pounds.”

He was about to find a rope to tie it up when he suddenly remembered something: "Oh right, Xiaohua, you said you wanted a scarf, right? The fur around the neck is the best, so soft and dense, it's perfect."

Li Xiaohua shook her head: "Brother, I don't want the scarf anymore. You work so hard hunting, and you're carrying me along like a burden..."

“Who said you’re a burden?” Li Xiangyang interrupted her. “If it weren’t for you, I probably would have given up long ago.”

Seeing his sister looking at him with a puzzled expression, he explained, "Do you know why I insisted on chasing this deer? It's because I promised to make you a scarf. It would be so embarrassing if I couldn't."

"real?"

"Of course it's true. And..." Li Xiangyang said with a smile, "You did a great job tracking us all day. You followed silently without saying a word, and didn't complain of being tired. How could your brother not make you the best scarf for such a sensible little sister?"

Li Xiaohua burst into laughter through her tears: "Then...I want the hat too!"

"Okay, hat, scarf, and gloves—this fur coat is enough to make several outfits."

As they spoke, the brother and sister worked together to drag the sika deer out of the cave.

Although they were both exhausted and out of breath, their faces were beaming with happy smiles.

"Brother, how are we going to take such a big deer home?" Li Xiaohua looked at the sika deer on the ground, which weighed at least 150 pounds, and her little face scrunched up.

Li Xiangyang smiled without saying a word and took out the rope he had brought from his backpack.

This was specially prepared by him; it's of moderate thickness and has good flexibility.

"Just watch carefully."

He first tied the antlers and limbs together with skillful technique, each step perfectly executed.

Then a complicated knot was tied in the middle of the deer's body, leaving two long ropes at the ends.

As Li Xiangyang worked, he explained, "Using the rope this way distributes the weight, making it less likely to slip."

Li Xiaohua watched her brother busy himself with curiosity. He cut a few branches of moderate thickness, removed the forks, and tied the two ends together with rope to make a simple sled.

"This is..."

"A snowmobile," Li Xiangyang placed the sika deer on it and carefully secured it, "you need this to move things in the snow."

Sure enough, as he pulled the rope forward, the sled slid exceptionally smoothly across the soft snow.

"Wow!" Li Xiaohua exclaimed in amazement.

“Here, you try it too.” Li Xiangyang handed the rope to his sister.

The brother and sister walked back, one in front of the other, pulling the sled.

Although it's still quite strenuous, it's much easier than simply dragging and dropping.

"Brother, you know so much!" Li Xiaohua couldn't help but say.

"Hmm," Li Xiangyang responded, his eyes somewhat dazed.

In his previous life, he traveled all over the world and learned a lot of survival skills.

Unfortunately, by the time he learned these skills, the person he most wanted to protect was no longer there.

In this life, he is determined to use these skills to give his family a better life.