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

The car left Ping'an Town and got onto a dirt road heading south.

It was pitch black on both sides, and I couldn't see anything.

Only the car headlights illuminated a short stretch of road ahead, the snow-covered ground blindingly white.

There was no other way; we couldn't stay here any longer and had to continue our journey through the night.

If these guys aren't happy, they can come find me at the watershed.

Once we're on our own turf, we're not afraid of them anymore.

That's the good thing about this era; without surveillance and without mutual evidence, cases often end without resolution.

The car was bumping along, and we couldn't see anything outside.

Zuo Xiaoying leaned back in her seat and slowly closed her eyes as the car swayed.

After a while, her breathing became even, and she fell asleep.

Lu Yao had taken a nap earlier, and after the battle, he was no longer sleepy.

I was driving along the main road, and I don't know how long I've been driving.

When Zuo Xiaoying woke up, it was already daylight.

She rubbed her eyes, looked out the window, and froze.

The mountains outside are no longer there, but buildings.

Rows and rows of buildings, three-story, five- or six-story, made of gray bricks, made of red bricks, with windows arranged in neat rows.

There were people on the street, some riding bicycles, some walking, all dressed in brightly colored clothes, much more novel than the people in the village.

She was as if she had suddenly stepped from a gray and black world into a colorful one, staring wide-eyed in amazement at everything, finding it all new and exciting.

The tram rattled past, sparks flying from the overhead wires.

"Brother Wa, where is this?"

"Liaochun. It's the largest city in Northeast China."

Lu Yao steered the vehicle around a tricycle.

Zuo Xiaoying was peering out the window, her eyes darting around too much to see.

It's truly overwhelming.

She had never seen so many buildings, such wide roads, or so many people.

Shops lined both sides of the road, their storefronts side by side, some with signs hanging up:

The signs include words like "department store," "grocery store," "restaurant," and "hairdressing."

People were queuing at the door, shrugging their feet and waiting for it to open.

"This place is huge..."

Zuo Xiaoying murmured in amazement.

Lu Yao drove the car to a small street and found a place to park.

He turned off the engine and stretched.

I drove for half the night, and my shoulders and arms are stiff.

Are you hungry?

Zuo Xiaoying nodded, then shook her head:

"good."

As soon as he finished speaking, his stomach started growling.

Lu Yao laughed: "Come on, I'll take you out to eat."

The two got out of the car and walked towards the street corner.

Zuo Xiaoying followed closely behind Lu Yao, looking around anxiously, afraid of getting lost.

He also had to keep an eye on Lu Yao to make sure he didn't fall behind, and he also wanted to watch the excitement, so he was very nervous.

The streets were crowded with people, and even more bicycles, their bells ringing incessantly.

A policeman in a blue uniform stood in the middle of the intersection, blowing his whistle and directing traffic by raising and lowering his arm.

There's a restaurant on the street corner, with a small storefront and a sign hanging on it:

Liaochun City Zhongjie Restaurant.

A faded red paper was pasted on the glass window, which read "Breakfast Served".

Lu Yao pushed open the door, and a blast of hot air rushed out.

It smelled of steamed buns, porridge, and old-fashioned tobacco.

There were seven or eight square tables in the room, most of which were occupied by people.

Some buried their heads in their food, some drank porridge from their bowls, and some ate cornbread with a dish of pickled vegetables.

The wall was covered with a slogan: "Hard work and frugality," and there was also a portrait of Chairman Mao with an enamel mug underneath, with a few chopsticks stuck in it.

There was a counter against the wall, and behind it stood a fat woman wearing a white apron and holding an abacus.

Lu Yao went over and asked, "What kind of food do you have?"

The fat woman didn't even look up: "Steamed buns, porridge, and pickled vegetables. Meat buns are two cents each, but you need ration coupons. Porridge is five cents, but you don't need ration coupons. Pickled vegetables are three cents a dish."

Lu Yao took out a stack of grain coupons from his pocket, counted them, and then took out two yuan:

"Eight steamed buns, two bowls of porridge, and two plates of pickled vegetables, please."

The plump woman took the money and food coupons, tore off two small receipts, and handed them to him:

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"Find a place to sit and get your own food."

Lu Yao found a seat by the window and let Zuo Xiaoying sit down.

I went to the window to queue up and brought back two large bowls filled with sticky sorghum porridge, steaming hot.

They brought back two more dishes of pickled vegetables, finely shredded mustard greens mixed with chili oil.

On the last trip, they brought back eight large steamed buns, plump and white, stacked on a plate.

Zuo Xiaoying looked at the steamed bun and swallowed hard.

"So much food, can we finish it all?"

Lu Yao picked one up, took a bite, and found it filled with meat, oozing oil.

"We can pack up the leftovers and eat them on the way."

Zuo Xiaoying also picked one up, carefully took a bite, and gasped from the heat. Reluctant to spit it out, she chewed it. As she chewed, her eyes lit up: "Delicious!"

Seeing her excited expression, Lu Yao couldn't help but feel happy too.

I remember in my previous life, this girl later went to night school. Later, he went to work in another city.

After Lu Yao returned to Jiangzhou, he never saw her again.

By then, Grandpa Zuo had passed away, and there was nowhere left for her to stay in Jiangzhou.

In this life, I'll protect her and make her life more comfortable.

We'll send her and Xiaoqian to school together later.

When I have my own physical business in the future, I can ask her for help.

However, this girl is just beginning to experience love and wants to be his own woman, so it's best not to ruin her.

I'll find him a good man to marry in the future.

Zuo Xiaoying stared at Lu Yao with her clear, big eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

But what she really thought was how happy she was with Wa-ge.

Getting Lu Yao to sleep with her was a tactic Zuo Xiaoying used to please Lu Yao; it wasn't because she was addicted to it, and she didn't even understand the real details of "sleeping with her."

The two finished the steamed buns, two bowls of porridge, and the pickled vegetables were all gone.

Lu Yao asked the waiter to wrap the remaining bun in a piece of paper and put it in his pocket.

When we left the restaurant, the sun was already high in the sky, and the streets were even more lively.

Zuo Xiaoying followed Lu Yao forward, and when they reached an intersection, the view suddenly opened up before them.

"Liaochun City Department Store".

Six large characters are painted on the rooftop, visible from afar.

The building is three stories high, made of gray bricks, with tall and large windows, and people coming and going at the entrance.

Lu Yao led Zuo Xiaoying inside.

The first floor sells daily necessities, such as enamel basins, thermos flasks, soap, and matches, displayed in rows of glass cabinets.

The sales clerk stood behind the counter, wearing a blue lab coat, with a blank expression on her face. She ignored customers when they asked about prices.

Lu Yao pulled Zuo Xiaoying upstairs to the second floor.

The second floor contains clothing fabrics, scarves, handkerchiefs, belts, leather shoes, and other items.

Rows of fabrics leaned against the wall—cotton, polyester, corduroy—in colors like blue, gray, green, and floral prints.

The glass display case is filled with ready-made clothing, men's and women's wear, and children's wear as well.

Lu Yao started buying some things for the people around him as gifts for their return.

Then, leading Zuo Xiaoying to the women's clothing counter, he said to the sales clerk:

"Comrade, get her a coat cover to try on."

The sales clerk was a woman in her thirties with curly hair. She looked Zuo Xiaoying up and down and asked:

"How big?"

Lu Yao looked at Zuo Xiaoying: "What size do you wear?"

Zuo Xiaoying shook her head, blushing, "I...I don't know."

The sales clerk didn't ask any questions, turned around, took an item from the back shelf, and placed it on the counter:

"This medium size should fit her. It's made of polyester, five yuan and fifty cents, but you need fabric coupons."

Zuo Xiaoying glanced at it and couldn't take her eyes off it.

It was a floral print coat, pink with white flowers, and the collar and cuffs were trimmed with pretty edges.

Lu Yao picked it up, unfolded it, and handed it to Zuo Xiaoying:

"Give it a try."

Zuo Xiaoying took it, tried it on, and didn't dare to wear it.

"Give it to me?"

"Yeah, who else would we give it to if not you?"

Zuo Xiaoying suddenly became a little excited.