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

Lu Yao followed Lu Xiaoqian into a small courtyard.

A mud wall made of yellow mud and straw.

The snow in the yard was cleared quite clean.

The firewood and straw were neatly stacked.

There were some cracks on the door panel, which were carefully patched up with paper.

Opening the door leads to the outer kitchen, which is empty except for a large stove and a bowl rack made of bricks and adobe.

Voices came from the east room.

"Guizhi, it's settled then. I'll go back and get 30 yuan, ten jin of national grain coupons, and ten feet of cloth coupons for you. I owe you ten jin of fish."

I'll call you when the river thaws in spring. I'll come over tomorrow to pick up Xiaoqian and bring her home.

As they were talking, a lame man came out of the east room.

He looked to be in his thirties, with two drooping mustaches.

His jacket was quite clean, and the two patches on his trousers at the knees were neatly arranged.

The cotton shoes on my feet were about 80% new.

When he saw Lu Xiaoqian, his triangular eyes suddenly looked much larger.

The corners of his mouth are turned up, showing his front teeth:

"Xiaoqian, you're back."

Saliva dripped down the corners of his mouth.

He reached out and touched Lu Xiaoqian's face.

Lu Xiaoqian looked terrified and didn't even know to hide.

Lu Yao instinctively chopped off his rough, old hand with a chop to the neck:

"Don't touch her."

The man clutched his hand, which had been slashed, and glared angrily at Lu Yao:

"What are you yelling at, you country bumpkin? Your sister will be mine sooner or later. Even if you're my brother-in-law, you can't just hit me for no reason!"

Lu Xiaoqian cried and rushed towards the woman who followed her out:

"Mom, please don't sell me. I won't marry Liu the ferryman."

Lu Yao looked over, his eyes welling up with tears.

Mom looks just like she did when she was young.

She was younger than I remembered, her face was clean, but her hands were very rough.

His face was full of worry.

Jiang Guizhi, with tears in her eyes, embraced Lu Xiaoqian and sighed:

"Xiaoqian, don't blame your mother. Life is all about food and clothing. If you stay with Liu the ferryman, you'll have food and drink, and he can help the family through this difficult time..."

Looking at Xiaoqian with tears in her eyes, Lu Yao was filled with emotion.

This is the age when one should be carefree and enjoy youth.

They were truly born at the wrong time.

While Mom was talking, her stomach was still growling, clearly she was starving.

Lu Yao pulled the lame man:

"Get out! We'd rather starve than sell our children. Get out!"

As she spoke, she pushed him out.

This kid has his own boat for ferrying people, earns work points in the production team, and can also fish on the side.

Having been single for so many years, I've saved quite a bit of money.

He was considered well-off in the village.

Liu, the ferryman, had never been insulted like this before.

He immediately retorted angrily, "You brat, if you interfere with freedom of marriage, don't ever ride my boat out of the mountains again!"

It's clearly a forced and arranged marriage, yet he shamelessly calls it freedom?

"Get out of here!"

Lu Yao disliked the cripple from the bottom of his heart and didn't want to say another word to him.

Mother Jiang Guizhi quickly chased after him, smiling apologetically as she spoke to the lame ferryman:

"Liu Dugong, don't be angry, let me discuss it with Tuwazi again."

Liu, the ferryman, forced a smile as he looked at Jiang Guizhi:

"If you, Tuwazi, can't bear to part with your sister, then Guizhi, why don't you take a step forward and follow me? It's better than suffering and being bullied in the Lu family, isn't it?"

Jiang Guizhi bit her lower lip and shook her head, pulling Lu Yao into the house.

As he closed the door, he looked at the lecherous, lame ferryman:

"I was born a member of the Lu family, and I will die a member of the Lu family. Lu Chuan burned to death while saving me, so I can never remarry."

A family of three entered the house.

No one spoke.

Lu Xiaoqian is crying.

Jiang Guizhi sat on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), rubbing the hem of her clothes, sighing repeatedly.

My stomach started rumbling again.

Lu Yao had wanted to get closer to his mother, but he wasn't in the mood anymore.

I found an enamel basin full of holes on the dish rack.

This pot was a gift from the villagers when Jiang Guizhi gave birth to Lu Yao, and it's been used for over ten years.

Turning back to Jiang Guizhi, he said:

"Light the fire, I'll cook meat when I get back."

He then walked out.

Jiang Guizhi hurriedly asked, "Little Tuwa, where are you going?"

"Aren't you hungry? I'll go get some meat. Just wait at home."

With that, he braved the northwest wind and left home.

It was almost dark by then.

Two bonfires were lit in the captain's courtyard, illuminating half the sky.

Many villagers peered over the wall into the village.

They all looked on with envy and jealousy.

Although a large tiger yields a lot of meat, they know they are not entitled to share it.

But looking at that bright red tiger meat, it's quite tempting.

Ding Dahu stood under the eaves of his house, watching with a smug look as the commune members busily skinned the tiger.

Now everyone is praising him so much that they genuinely believe he killed the tiger himself.

Wang Laoba knew the truth.

However, this honest fellow dared not say it.

No one will believe me now.

Who could believe that little kid Shou Tuwa could kill a tiger?

Ding Dahu's concubine, Xie Chunfang, excitedly circled around Ding Dahu.

I never imagined my man could be so powerful.

Not only is he good at fighting himself, but he can also fight tigers.

Marrying a man like that is worth all the suffering!

Just as the commune members were peeling off the tiger skin and cutting the meat as instructed by Ding Dahu and Xie Chunfang, Lu Yao arrived carrying a basin.

Clang!

He threw it on the table, pointed at the tiger's foreleg, and said:

"Give me this corner, and you can divide the rest among yourselves."

Xie Chunfang was startled.

Looking up, I saw a teenage country boy and couldn't help but laugh.

"Give you a piece? Where are you going to get any lover's flesh? You're still a kid, why are you yelling at me? Everyone who goes hunting in the mountains gets a share, it was agreed upon, you didn't get any!"

Wang Laoba smiled ingratiatingly: "Sister-in-law, he's gone into the mountains too."

"You didn't contribute much going into the mountains, so you're not getting it!"

Xie Chunfang said she wouldn't give it to them, and the others joined in the commotion:

"Hey kid, if you want it, how about I give you the tiger penis?"

"Want some tiger hair?"

"I just pulled out some poop. You can take it back and use it as fertilizer if you want."

Lu Yao ignored these people and glared at Ding Dahu:

"Tell me yourself, should I get a piece of this tiger meat?"

Everyone was taken aback.

The country bumpkin used to be like a mouse before a cat when he saw Ding Dahu, but why is he so fierce today?

Not to mention Ding Dahu, even Ding Dahu's son Ding Youliang beat up Tuwazi, and his daughter Ding Mei bullied him.

Is this kid starving today?

Ding Dahu also felt something was strange.

Why does this country bumpkin look different today?

Ding Dahu's smile gradually faded:

"Hey kid, stop fooling around. Here, I'll cut you a pound. Take it back and stew some sweet potatoes for your sister and mom."

As he spoke, he picked up the knife.

Lu Yao grabbed Ding Dahu's hand and stared at him intently:

"You play the tiger-slaying hero, I'll take the lead role, and also..."

Pointing to the tiger skin hanging on the wall:

"I want this tiger skin!"

"Holy crap, you country bumpkin, are you still half asleep?"

Before Ding Dahu could speak, Li Youtian, who was standing to the side, became anxious.

She shoved Lu Yao aside, saying, "Get out of here! I'll take tiger meat if you want, but let your mother sleep with me... Ugh..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Yao twisted one of his little fingers, turned around, and threw him to the ground.

This Li Youtian often bullied Lu Yao's orphanage and widow.

In his previous life, he relied on the fact that he was more than ten years older than Lu Yao, and whenever they met, he would either curse at him or make sarcastic remarks to him.

Even after Lu Yao's father died, he would still make flirtatious remarks to Jiang Guizhi.

That's why Lu Yao was particularly annoyed with him.

He used a joint lock to take him down and then stomped his foot hard on his face.

The first kick caused a nosebleed to flow profusely.

With the second kick, Li Youtian's vision went black, and he passed out.

Although Lu Yao is just a big kid who has just grown up, his experienced fighting skills make up for his lack of strength, allowing him to defeat this brute.

It's still quite relaxing.

Lu Yao turned around and picked up the meat cleaver:

"Who says I'm not worthy to eat tiger meat? And who wants to sleep with my mother? Come on, step forward!"

Everyone was shocked.

Tuwazi was thin and weak, weighing only about 100 pounds.

These adults weren't afraid of him.

But the ruthlessness he displayed today was terrifying.

His eyes, like those of a wild beast, make you feel like he really dares to stab you in the stomach.

There were about ten people in the courtyard, but no one said a word.

No one even went to help Li Youtian up.

Lu Yao then looked at Ding Dahu:

"I want a piece of meat and the tiger skin; the rest are yours!"

Ding Dahu was also stunned.

In the past, he would have slapped him across the face long ago.

But today, firstly, it was indeed Lu Yao who killed Hu, and secondly, he sensed an unprecedented killing intent emanating from Lu Yao.

The scene of him calmly raising his gun and shooting the tiger flashed before Ding Dahu's eyes again.

The courtyard was deathly silent.

Everyone looked at Ding Dahu.