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

"Alright, tomorrow you can take Xiaoyun to the city for a stroll. You can also visit your Uncle Wang."

After finishing her sentence, Li's mother walked to the wooden chest in the inner room, took out two hundred yuan, and said, "Take this. Buy something if you need to. You know Xiaoyun's parents will be here sooner or later. We can't make things difficult for their daughter."

Li Xiangyang took the money and knew his mother was right.

Li Xiaoyun wrote a letter home, saying that her parents would come to see her sooner or later.

This two hundred yuan was not only for him to take Li Xiaoyun to the city for fun, but also for planning for the future.

“I know what to do.” He nodded solemnly.

"It's good to know," Li's mother wiped her hands on her apron and said earnestly, "Your father passed away early, and I've raised you all by myself all these years. Now that you've achieved so much and found such a good partner, I'm relieved..."

Li Xiangyang felt a lump in his throat when he heard this.

The mother before me was still so kind, her heart and eyes filled with love for her children.

My mother was the same in my previous life, but I was too young then to realize it.

Like the rising sun and flowing springs, they are so ordinary that people overlook their preciousness.

In those ordinary days, my mother's admonitions and hard work were as natural as the air I breathe. It wasn't until the moment of her loss that I realized I could never find such warmth in the world again.

In my previous life, I lived in a daze, betraying my loved ones for someone who wasn't worth it, and in the end, all that was left was endless regret.

Seeing my mother worrying about me now, seeing the happy smile on her wrinkled face, and listening to her chattering about her future plans...

Li Xiangyang suddenly realized that the most precious thing in this world is this kind of enduring family affection.

That is the deepest love flowing in our blood, silent yet eternal.

"Alright," Li's mother said, gently patting her son's shoulder as she noticed his red eyes. "Don't overthink it. Go to sleep early; we have to go to the city tomorrow."

It was late at night, and only the even breathing could be heard in the room.

Li Xiangyang lay on the kang (a heated brick bed), his mother's words echoing in his mind, but his thoughts had already drifted to tomorrow.

Before we knew it, the east was already turning a pale white.

Li Xiangyang woke up earlier than usual.

The fire on the kang (a heated brick bed) had not completely died down, and the warm heat wafted through the mattress.

He got up quietly, careful not to wake his mother and sister who were still fast asleep.

After washing up, he straightened his clothes in front of the worn-out bronze mirror.

Although it was an old cotton-padded jacket, my mother washed it very clean.

"Xiangyang, eat something before you leave. It's so cold; you can't go on an empty stomach."

"Mom, you rest, I can do it myself."

Seeing his mother busy cooking, Li Xiangyang quickly went over to take over.

"Brother, are you going to see your sister-in-law?" Li Xiaohua rubbed her sleepy eyes and sat up from the kang (a heated brick bed).

"Yes, I'll take Xiaoyun to the city for a look around."

"Wait a minute." Li Xiaohua tiptoed off the kang (heated brick bed) and pulled a small red silk flower from under her pillow. "I learned to make this from Sister Wang Ying. Don't you think it looks good on you, sister-in-law?"

Li Xiangyang took the silk flower and examined it closely in the dim morning light.

The red petals are layered upon each other, each one neat and tidy, with stitches so fine they are almost invisible.

Such craftsmanship is comparable to what you find in the city.

"Xiaohua, you're so skillful!" Li Xiangyang exclaimed sincerely. "I dare say Xiaoyun will love it."

"Really?" Li Xiaohua's eyes sparkled.

"Of course it's true, Xiaohua is wonderful," Li's mother replied with a smile.

Li Xiaohua blushed as her brother and mother praised her. She lowered her head and twisted the hem of her clothes, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up.

After Li Xiangyang finished eating, his mother slipped two boiled eggs into his cotton-padded jacket pocket: "Have something to eat on the way if you get hungry."

Stepping out of the courtyard, a cold wind rushed towards me.

The sky in the distance was already turning a pale white, and wisps of smoke rose from the village.

Li Xiangyang took a deep breath and strode towards the educated youth settlement.

Before I even got close, I could hear laughter coming from the courtyard.

Several female educated youths were busy in the courtyard. When they saw him arrive, they immediately perked up.

"Hey, isn't this our Hunter Li?" Ma Xiuying teased with a smile, "Where are you headed so early in the morning?"

“Go find Xiaoyun,” Li Xiangyang answered honestly.

“I knew it,” Wang Xiulan chimed in, “On such a cold day, only Xiaoyun would get your attention like this.”

Zhang Li was sweeping snow in the yard when she heard this and looked up: "Li Xiangyang, I don't care where you want to take Xiaoyun on your date, but remember to bring back wedding candy. Don't forget what we agreed on last time."

"That's right, that's right!" The other educated youth joined in the commotion.

Li Xiangyang felt a little embarrassed by what they said and was about to speak when he suddenly saw Li Xiaoyun come out of the house.

She was wearing a faded blue cotton-padded jacket, and her hair was neatly combed back.

Upon seeing Li Xiangyang, a blush crept onto her face: "Why did you arrive so early?"

"I wanted to take you to the city," Li Xiangyang said with a smile, pulling a silk flower from his pocket. "Xiaohua asked me to bring this for you."

"Haha, Li Xiangyang, I didn't realize! It's quite romantic. Are you sure your sister made it?" Ma Xiuying teased. "Or did you copy her style?"

“Exactly,” Wang Xiulan joked with a smile, “When did our hunter comrades learn these little tricks?”

"Alright, you guys," Zhang Li said, shoveling snow, unable to suppress a laugh. "If Li Xiangyang really knew how to make this, the silk flowers would be crooked."

“Now that you mention it,” Ma Xiuying squinted and looked closely at the silk flower, pretending to be serious, “this craftsmanship is indeed beyond what Li Xiangyang could do; it’s too delicate.”

The teasing from the crowd made Li Xiangyang and Li Xiaoyun blush, but they couldn't help but laugh along.

"Alright, stop teasing her. Li Xiangyang, your sister is really thoughtful," Zhang Li said with a smile as she swept the snow. "It seems she truly treats Xiaoyun like a sister-in-law."

Upon hearing this, Li Xiaoyun's face turned even redder. Her fingers unconsciously touched the silk flower, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up.

Li Xiangyang was mesmerized by her appearance.

"Let's go, let's go," Zhang Li urged, leaning the broom against the wall. "We need to hurry into town, don't waste too much time."

“Yes,” Wang Xiulan agreed, “If we go now, it’s fine to make it back and forth, but if we go too late, it will be dark.”

Li Xiangyang nodded and took Li Xiaoyun's hand.

Amidst the laughter and chatter of the crowd, the two left the educated youth compound and headed towards the main road at the village entrance.

At this time of year, there are only two buses a day going into the city.

On a winter morning, before the sun had fully risen, the air was bitterly cold.

The two walked side by side, their palms warm.

After walking for a while, Li Xiaoyun gently touched the silk flower on her collar and whispered, "Please thank Xiaohua for me."