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

As long as the woman is willing, once it happens the first time, it won't be difficult the second time.

Lu Yao turned off the light and then rolled into bed with Huang Yuejuan.

Although the examination bed has an iron frame, it creaks and groans as if it's about to fall apart.

The two quickly moved to another spot inside, onto the small heated kang bed.

This time, Lu Yao wasn't as gentle as before, and Huang Yuejuan kept dodging.

"No, it's too loud. People outside will hear us!"

"So what if I heard it? It's not like it's anything shameful! Sister Yuejuan, from now on you're my woman. When I'm successful, I'll take you to the city!"

Huang Yuejuan gave a wry smile:

"I applied several times, but they just won't let the educated youth go back."

"If I say I can, then I can. Trust me, I'll definitely take you back, but you have to promise me one thing!"

"What are the conditions?"

Huang Yuejuan thought to herself, "I've already made you take your pants off, what else can't I agree to?"

Lu Yao grinned and said, "Promise me, in twenty years I'll marry another woman destined for me. We were husband and wife in our past lives!"

"Nonsense! You just want to abandon me when I'm old, don't you?"

Lu Yao nestled in Huang Yuejuan's arms, acting like a spoiled child:

"No, even if I marry her, I won't abandon you. You'll still be a woman more important than my life! It's just that that wife is pre-arranged, and I'm afraid..."

She can't stand not having me!

"Hmph, who cares about you in twenty years! I never intended to marry you anyway!"

In fact, what Huang Yuejuan said was the truth.

Her relationship with Lu Yao was merely a momentary infatuation.

I feel conflicted.

I am ten years older than Tuwazi.

I'm still young at 27, but what about in ten or twenty years?

Women age faster than men.

People say that if a girl is five years older than her mother, she'll look like an old woman.

If I'm ten years older than you, wouldn't I be as old as a grandmother?

So even though she and Lu Yao were sleeping together willingly for the time being, she really didn't dare to think about a future together.

Lu Yao truly liked her because Huang Yuejuan was very beautiful.

It is difficult for any man to resist lust at first sight.

But he really does like Zheng Shuang.

If Zheng Shuang were around now, Lu Yao might not flirt with Huang Yuejuan.

But it will be twenty years before Zheng Shuang is seen.

Even a vigorous young man can't rely solely on his hands during this period!

A flurry of actions, as fierce as a tiger.

The two put the future aside for now and enjoy the present!

……

Lu Yao cannot stay at Huang Yuejuan's place.

Huang Yuejuan didn't dare let him stay.

If he gets caught, he'll be branded as a prostitute.

So after it was all over, he told Lu Yao to wash up and then left quickly.

It was past nine o'clock at night.

The countryside was pitch black.

Lu Yao made his way home in the dark, passing by Ding Dahu's house.

The lights were still on in the west room.

He knew that the west room was the small house where Ding Mei lived.

In the impoverished mountain village of Jiapigou, Ding Dahu was the only one who could afford to build a separate house for his daughter.

A long row of blue brick houses, the most magnificent in the village.

Ding Dahu and his wife lived in the east room, and Ding Youliang lived across the hall.

The west room has a separate entrance and is where Ding Mei lives by herself.

What a waste to keep the kerosene lamp lit at this time!

Why aren't you asleep yet?

Lu Yao became curious.

He quietly jumped into the yard.

They tiptoed to the window of the west room.

The Ding family's windows all had large panes of stained glass.

The only house in the whole village with windows that don't flip up and down, but rather double-pane windows, just like in the city.

There wasn't much frost on the window, which meant the room was warm.

Moreover, Ding Mei's family also used floral curtains to block the view.

This is a rare item even in mountain villages. Who would have cloth but not make clothes, instead of using it to block the windows?

If you take off your clothes to take a shower or if you and your spouse are doing something intimate, just blow out the light, and no one will be able to see you.

No need to waste fabric.

However, the Ding family was wealthy, so they made curtains for Ding Mei using two pieces of floral fabric.

The curtains are a bit small, with a gap in the middle.

Lu Yao glanced inside with one eye.

I want to see what this young mother-in-law is up to.

Is he having an affair, like I did with Huang Yuejuan?

If so, that man must be Zheng Wenli!

But I was disappointed.

Ding Mei sat on the edge of the kang table wearing only a sweater and trousers.

He leaned to one side, elbows on the table, hands supporting his chin, staring at the kerosene lamp.

Her big eyes blinked intently.

Against the backdrop of frost flowers on the window, she looked as beautiful as a traditional Chinese New Year painting.

Lu Yao lay there for a long time, his forehead melting the frost on the window, while Ding Mei didn't move an inch.

What are you thinking, silly girl?

Were you acupunctured?

Lu Yao stretched out his finger and scratched the window twice.

It makes a "squeak" sound.

"Who?"

Startled, Ding Mei suddenly turned her head to look over.

Lu Yao remained silent.

Keep scratching the glass.

Ding Mei climbed onto the kang (a heated brick bed), drew back the curtains, and looked outside.

Upon suddenly seeing Lu Yao, a look of surprise appeared on his face, followed by a hint of joy:

"Why is it you?"

She wanted to open the window, but forgot that the gaps had been sealed with kraft paper to prevent drafts, making it impossible to open.

So he quickly got off the kang (a heated brick bed), slipped on his shoes, and ran outside.

He went to the corridor, lifted the cotton curtain, opened the door latch, and pushed it open a crack.

Lu Yao has arrived.

Ding Mei pulled him into the house:

"Are you crazy? What are you doing jumping into my house? My dad will beat you to death if he sees you!"

Lu Yao looked at Ding Mei, who was looking nervous, and said with a grin:

I missed you, so I came to see you!

Lu Yao's casual joke made Ding Mei blush:

"Stop messing around! What are you doing here so late at night? You'd better leave, don't let my dad see you, he hates you!"

Lu Yao laughed and said, "As long as you don't dislike me, I don't care if he dislikes me or not. I want to ask you, why aren't you asleep so late? Are you waiting for a guy?"

"Hey you, Lu Yao, how dare you come to my house and spout nonsense."

"Bang bang"

She punched Lu Yao twice.

Just then, a flashlight suddenly shone in the courtyard.

Then they heard Ding Youliang shout in a loud, gruff voice:

"I clearly saw a shadow come in! Quick, find it!"

Ding Dahu's voice: "Damn it, he must have come to my house to steal chickens. If I find him, I'll blow him to bits!"

Ding Mei was startled:

"Oh no, my dad saw you come in."

It's definitely not an option to go out now.

Two flashlights swayed back and forth in the courtyard.

Both the father and son came out.

Ding Mei quickly locked the door.

Before the plug was even inserted, Ding Dahu came to pull the door shut.

"Little Mei, did you see someone come in?"

The door wasn't properly latched, and it was pulled open without being locked.

Fortunately, there was a cotton curtain between them, otherwise Ding Dahu would have seen Lu Yao.

It's just two steps from the corridor to the inner room.

If Ding Dahu saw Lu Yao in his daughter's room in the middle of the night, he might actually shoot Lu Yao with a hunting rifle.

Startled, Ding Mei pushed Lu Yao back into the house, onto the kang (a heated brick bed), and covered him with a quilt.

It looked bad; a big bulge had formed on the blanket.

She quickly got into bed herself.

Prop your legs up to give Lu Yao more space.

Lu Yao was also afraid that Ding Dahu would corner him in the house at this moment.

That guy not only had a hunting rifle, but he also caused trouble for Ding Mei.

Why did you have to be so annoying? You should have just gone home and gone to sleep. Why did you have to come in and flirt with your mother-in-law?

He hunched over in bed, too afraid to move.

His head was right under Ding Mei's buttocks, and his nose was flattened by the pressure.

Ding Mei also felt unwell, but just then, Ding Dahu lifted the curtain and came into the room.

"What are you doing, Dad? Holding a gun!"

She was afraid that Lu Yao wouldn't be able to resist coming out, so she quickly reminded him that Ding Dahu was carrying a gun.