Reborn 73 years later, he takes his mother-in-law hunting in the mountains.

Lu Xiaoqian was still worried:

"No, no, brother, if you insist on going into the mountains, I'll go with you, so we can look out for each other."

Lu Yao smiled and pinched the tip of her nose:

"Forget it, what am I supposed to do, hunt or take care of you, with a burden like you? You better behave yourself, and once I've earned some money, I'll send you to school in the city!"

A few years later, in 77, the college entrance examination system was reinstated.

The undergraduate admission score is only a little over 200.

My little sister is smart and loves to learn. Getting into university will change her life forever!

"Really?"

Lu Xiaoqian loves to study, but her family is too poor.

In particular, Jiang Guizhi believed that it was useless for girls to study, and that it would be better for them to marry a capable man and be supported by him so they could enjoy their lives.

So she stopped going after finishing elementary school.

If I could really go to middle school in the city, that would be something I'd never dream of.

Just at this time.

Suddenly, I heard someone shouting and cursing outside, followed by my mother Jiang Guizhi's pleading voice.

With a startled scream from Jiang Guizhi.

Then there was a "whoosh" sound.

The windowpane was shattered, and half a brick flew in.

That was the only piece of glass in the entire window; the rest was made of kraft paper.

But then, with a series of "thumps," several more bricks flew in, and the parchment was torn open.

Startled, Lu Yao quickly grabbed his younger sister and hid in the kitchen.

Lu Xiaoqian stared wide-eyed and asked:

"What's going on outside?"

We're going out to see.

Lu Yao grabbed him:

"You stay here and don't go out, I'll go out myself!"

After saying that, he leaped out and rushed into the courtyard.

The courtyard wall was just a waist-high earthen wall with some elm fluff stuck on top.

The view outside is crystal clear.

A dozen or so young men in their twenties were outside the wall, and several of them were looking for stones and clods of earth to throw into the yard and smash the windows.

Jiang Guizhi just came out to gather firewood.

Then I saw a group of young people riding bicycles over the wall.

He asked through the wall, "Is this Tuwazi's house?"

"Yes, why are you looking for him?"

"What? Beat him up!"

The young man in the lead waved his hand, and the others came down to look for stones and frozen clods of earth.

They were about to throw things into the yard and smash the windows.

Jiang Guizhi was so frightened that she rushed out to stop them.

But how could one woman possibly stop a dozen or so young men?

Seeing her windows smashed like a honeycomb, Jiang Guizhi burst into tears.

He grabbed the young man in the lead and kept begging him.

The kid was extremely smug.

She cursed, "You must be the mother of a country bumpkin. Your son offended someone he shouldn't have, so he's going to get punished. If you don't want me to beat your son, kneel down and crawl between my legs, and I'll spare your whole family."

Jiang Guizhi was terrified when she saw these menacing people.

If they were to rush in and capture Tuwazi, they'd be beaten to death.

The woman from the countryside was very self-conscious. If kneeling could save her son from disaster, then she would kneel.

"Stop it, I'll kneel, I'll crawl..."

To endure humiliation, one must kneel.

"Mom, don't kneel!"

Lu Yao had already rushed out at this moment.

They charged forward, pushing straight through the clods of earth and rocks.

The young man in the lead took off his cotton hat, took a few steps forward, and waved his hand:

"Wait a while before throwing them away."

These people immediately took two steps back.

Lu Yao knew the other person's intentions as soon as he saw him.

Because the one leading this is none other than someone else.

That's Yang Ming, who was whipped into a zebra shape by his own belt.

This is clearly a case of them bringing people here seeking revenge.

Yang Ming wore a smug smile:

"You damn country bumpkin, you think you're so tough? Kneel down now, or I'll wipe out your whole family..."

"Fuck you..."

Yang Ming never expected that Lu Yao would not be afraid at all.

As he came out of the house, he was hit by two stones, but he didn't stop for a moment.

They leaped directly over the low wall.

Without listening to Yang Ming, he kicked him.

In this situation, further words are pointless.

They've come to bully us right at our doorstep; we'll fight them to the death.

He kicked Yang Ming away with one kick.

I kicked this kid so hard he almost choked.

He tumbled headfirst into a snowdrift.

He brought along only the town's petty thugs.

Upon seeing that Yang Ming had been attacked and that the other party was only one person, they didn't need to give orders and immediately started fighting.

These thugs thought that if ten or so people attacked one person, victory would be achieved in an instant.

However, they underestimated Lu Yao's fighting ability.

Although Lu Yao is not at his physical peak yet, his skills and experience are far superior to those of this rabble.

Especially that fearless, ruthless spirit.

Just keep pushing upwards towards the triangular scraper!

Although he was hit twice with a stick, he managed to snatch a hardwood carrying pole from the other party.

This move is so powerful that strangers should stay away.

"Crackling"

All I could hear was the sound of sticks hitting flesh.

They managed to force a dozen or so people to retreat repeatedly.

Jiang Guizhi was so frightened that she kept shouting "Don't fight! Don't fight!" but she couldn't keep up with Lu Yao and the others' fighting pace.

Yang Ming on the ground was still yelling:

"Beat him! Beat him to death! I'll take the blame if you kill him!"

Lu Yao, enraged, turned around and swung the carrying pole at him, knocking him over again.

The kid scrambled to the side, stood on a mound of dirt, and started yelling and giving orders.

Then, five or six hooligans with their hats askew and eyes glaring at each other appeared at the east end of the village.

The one leading the group, with a side-parted hairstyle, ran over to Yang Ming:

"Brother Yang, what's wrong?"

Yang Mingyi recognized Ding Dahu's son, Ding Youliang.

This is his best friend, who came to help.

Pointing at Lu Yao, he shouted, "Help me beat him up! Today I'm going to ransack his house!"

Ding Youliang waved his hand, dismissing the few thugs behind him:

"Grab your weapons and get him! He dared to offend Brother Yang; we'll beat him to a pulp today!"

These petty hooligans usually follow Yang Ming around like lackeys.

They're skilled at smashing, looting, and vandalizing.

Seeing that they had more people on their side, they felt they were more capable.

One by one, they grabbed their weapons and charged forward.

The neighbors around were all worried for Lu Yao.

No matter how good a country bumpkin is at fighting or how brave he is, he is still all alone.

Even a mighty tiger can't withstand a pack of wolves!

Just then, four bicycles came from the other side of the road.

Four hot-blooded men came over, and when they saw the fight, they all stood on one leg to watch the spectacle.

"Scarface, isn't this the kid you were drinking with yesterday?"

A burly man with a scar on his face nodded:

"Who did this kid mess with this time? A bunch of people came to ransack his house, look at that!"

The man who came was Zhao Scarface, who had come to retrieve the tiger skin.

An agreement was reached with Lu Yao yesterday.

Lu Yao originally intended to sell him the tiger skin, but Lu Yao wanted to befriend him and said that if he could find two people to help him, he would give him the tiger skin for free.

Zhao Balai then hired two petty thugs to intercept Ju Wen.

So that Lu Yao could play the hero and get together with the county party committee's secretary.

Of course, Zhao Scarface and the others did not know Ju Wen's identity.

Lu Yao just wanted to pick up a girl.

Today, Zhao Balai came to the address Lu Yao gave him.

Upon seeing that Lu Yao was fighting against seventeen or eighteen opponents by himself, Zhao Balai wanted to see Lu Yao's strength.

So I brought a few buddies and we're here to observe.

Lu Yao looked like a little tiger charging into a pack of wolves.

He didn't utter a sound or shout, but his eyes gleamed with a fierce light.

He wasn't just swinging the carrying pole around randomly; his movements were steady and methodical, showing that he was clear-headed.

Knowing what you are doing and what you are going to do at every step.

He ran back and forth around the two large elm trees to avoid being surrounded by people.

Always keep yourself facing the enemy head-on, so as not to be attacked from both sides.

When facing him head-on, none of these petty thugs could withstand more than three moves from him.

In just a few dozen seconds, Lu Yao had taken down seven or eight people.

However, despite Lu Yao's ferocity, these young men would not easily back down.

They were convinced that they had an overwhelming numerical advantage, and they shouted and yelled, threatening to kill each other, which terrified Jiang Guizhi and Lu Xiaoqian, who had run out, causing them to cry and scream incessantly.