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

Ding Mei tentatively climbed up, which was easier than Lu Yao climbing down, especially since she had the pits and hollows that Lu Yao had dug out for leverage.

I must say, that big hand behind me really helped a lot.

Otherwise, Ding Mei definitely wouldn't have been able to get up there.

But... he got off too easy!

To legitimately touch oneself from behind.

Lu Yao also put in a lot of effort from behind.

I was covered in sweat from exhaustion.

He stared intently at Ding Mei's buttocks, not daring to relax for a moment.

Looking at that part so closely... it really is tempting.

Not to mention that she is young and has good elasticity now, even when Ding Mei got older, she still maintained herself well.

She doesn't slack off at all when it comes to managing her figure.

Even at seventy years old, her buttocks haven't sagged much, and they still look quite perky when she wears pants.

What are you thinking about?

Lu Yao quickly regained his composure.

On this smooth stone wall, a moment of distraction and you'd fall and be smashed to pieces.

Finally, he pushed Ding Mei's buttocks onto the cliff.

Holding his breath, he climbed up, then collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

Carrying a person up a cliff is extremely tiring.

"Whoosh"

The knife was taken from his waist.

Immediately afterwards, a pair of long legs straddled him.

Ding Mei pressed the wood-chopping knife firmly against Lu Yao's neck:

"You brat, call me grandma, or I'll kill you."

"Damn it, I told you your character was no good."

Lu Yao was so angry that he kept cursing.

"Shout me out or I'll pinch you."

A knife was pressed against his neck, and a small hand was pinching Lu Yao's face hard.

"If you won't scream, then kill me."

Lu Yao was very tired at this moment and too lazy to resist, so he lay there and gave up.

"Calling me 'Mom' is fine too."

Ding Mei lowered her requirements.

"Woohoo!"

Suddenly, a wild beast roared from the distant hillside.

Ding Mei shuddered in fright.

Lu Yao pushed her: "We just encountered a tiger. The snow is heavy, and wild animals have nothing to eat, so they're coming out to eat people. We'd better run! It will come after us if it sees us running!"

It's too late.

"Yes, run!"

Ding Mei got up and ran.

He ran a few steps and came back.

I've been wearing this cotton-padded jacket for several years now. It used to cover my bottom, but now it only reaches my waist.

The tear in my undershirt let in a lot of air.

Although his cotton shoes didn't fall off, he still couldn't walk back to the village in this outfit.

It won't be long before it freezes solid.

"Hey kid, bring my cotton-padded pants back."

Lu Yao shook his head: "Taking a little risk to save you is fine, after all, it's a human life. It's not worth dying for a pair of cotton pants!"

Ding Mei panicked and stomped her feet wildly.

"What are we going to do? I'm freezing to death! You're not leaving unless you help me!"

"I'll help you if you call me 'Grandpa' again."

"Are you never going to stop?"

Ding Mei roared, but then immediately put on a smiling face.

She grabbed Lu Yao's arm and shook it:

"Hey kid, stop messing around. I won't bully you anymore, okay?"

"You don't have to call me Grandpa, just call me Dad."

Lu Yao thought to himself, "I've called you 'Mom' for 30 years, so it's not a loss for you to call me 'Dad' once."

"Don't call out. If you don't go get it, take it off."

Unexpectedly, Ding Mei was so assertive that she actually reached out and grabbed Lu Yao's pants, forcibly pulling them down.

She was no match for Lu Yao.

In a few quick moves, Lu Yao pinned him to the ground, straddled his waist, and pressed down on his head.

"You crazy bastard, trying to pull down a man's pants? Believe me or not, I'll strip you naked."

"If you dare, I'll sue you for rape."

Lu Yao shuddered.

You have to understand that the law wasn't so perfect back then, and it was really hard to get away with such a lawsuit.

"You're being unreasonable, I can't be bothered with you."

Lu Yao got up to leave.

"Wait, if I call your name... could you help me pull my pants up?"

Ding Mei knew that if Lu Yao left, she would not only be unable to return to the village, but would also inevitably freeze to death in the mountains.

Lu Yao stopped.

"dad."

It made a sound as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

However, Lu Yao still admired her decisiveness; no wonder she would become a powerful businesswoman in the future.

Lu Yao stopped making things difficult for her.

He cut off a branch, leaned down, and helped her hook up the cotton pants.

Ding Mei had requirements even when wearing cotton-padded trousers.

He pulled Lu Yao along and made him take a detour back to the village.

She was afraid that if the two of them went down the mountain together, people would see them and gossip.

After all, people in this era were quite feudal.

He called Lu Yao "Dad" again, and Lu Yao responded.

I happily took a detour home.

Ding Mei cursed as she walked into the village:

"You little rascal, just you wait! One day I'll make you call me 'Mom' all the time!"

Lu Yao is fast on his feet.

When they reached the village entrance, they caught up with the group of men carrying the tiger back home.

They were all working with great enthusiasm, vying to lift the tiger, not minding how tired they were.

Some even took off their dog-skin hats, their heads steaming hot, and huffed and puffed as they carried the poles.

Lu Yao watched the noisy men from behind.

Let's figure out who these people are one by one.

It's a vague feeling, both familiar and strange.

We've entered the village.

Lu Yao was utterly shocked by the scene before him.

The memories of my childhood are already blurred; looking back now, I can't help but feel a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex emotion encompassing both sadness and reflection).

We were so poor back then!

Is this a place where people live?

The low mud-brick and thatched houses, some with eaves that seemed shorter than Ding Dahu's height.

The wood of the door frame was so old it looked like a rotten coffin board.

The hole in the door was covered with kraft paper.

Most of the windows in the houses had only a few panes of glass; they were mostly made of kraft paper.

Some windows were even made of wooden planks, letting in drafts, so they were covered with burlap sacks.

A door opened, and a girl came out to empty the dirty water.

Upon seeing someone pass by, it was so frightened that it quickly turned around and ran back.

Lu Yao noticed that she was wearing only a pair of trousers, and the hole in her buttocks revealed her snow-white skin.

Eighteen or nineteen-year-old girls, actually wearing pants that expose their buttocks?

So poor!

"Brother, where have you been? Why are you only just coming back?"

A teenage girl with a small braid ran over.

Although his cotton-padded coat had several patches, it was clean and tidy.

"Are you... Xiaoqian?"

Looking at that fair, oval face, Lu Yao recognized her as his younger sister, Lu Xiaoqian.

I am fourteen years old this year.

He looks thin and weak, and is not even as tall as a primary school student in the 21st century.

He only reached Lu Yao's chest.

She was slender and didn't seem to have developed much yet.

But the girl is strangely cute and lovable.

Her big, bright eyes were very expressive.

Thin, vermilion lips, teeth as white as jade.

Lu Yao recalled how his younger sister's mother wanted to marry her off to a ferryman when she was fourteen.

I tried to block and shove, but they wouldn't let me pass.

But later, when they were so poor they couldn't afford to eat, they still married her off.

She was said to have married, but in reality, she was sold.

They couldn't refuse to sell, because the widowed mother couldn't afford to raise her child and would starve at home. It was better for her to marry out and have enough to eat.

But what the mother didn't expect was that her daughter would suffer domestic violence after marrying into the family. The mother couldn't stop it, and two years later, the younger sister jumped into a well and died.

Thinking of this, Lu Yao reached out and lovingly touched the girl's face.

It smells a bit gamey.

It was caused by the cold winter wind.

"Has anyone cooked at home? I'm hungry."

Lu Yao rubbed Xiaoqian's head and asked.

"No, Mom said there's no rice left to cook."

Lu Xiaoqian shook her head pitifully.

Let's go back and take a look first.

At this moment, Lu Yao really wanted to see what his mother looked like.

After the girl jumped into the well, she became mentally unstable and eventually died of depression.

Lu Yao followed Xiao Qian back.

Uncle Ba, who was carrying the pole from behind, shouted loudly:

"You country bumpkin, go home and get a basin to divide the tiger meat. You need to get the big pieces."

Li Youtian angrily said:

"Why should you give him a big chunk of the pie? His mother is beautiful, but you can't even sleep with her. Why should you give him a big chunk?"

He Wangcai chimed in, "Even the country bumpkin didn't help carry it, so why should he get meat? It's up to our Captain Tiger to decide who gets to eat."

Some people even started cursing: "What right do you have to distribute tiger meat, Wang Laoba? Just make sure your wife doesn't cheat on you."

Wang Laoba's face turned red with embarrassment, but he didn't dare to say that Lu Yao had killed the tiger.

Ding Dahu's expression turned sour.

He dared not say anything more, and instead of going to the village committee compound, he carried the tiger directly to Ding Dahu's house.