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

At this moment, another older uniformed man walked over, glanced at Lu Yao's car door, and suddenly asked:

"Which command post does your vehicle belong to?"

Lu Yao smiled and handed him a cigarette:

"It belongs to the Jiangzhou County Command Center. Now, the Heishui Road Command Center is under the jurisdiction of County Chief Hao Limin."

The older man nodded, then looked at Lu Yao's pass and suddenly asked:

"She's from Jiangzhou, do you know Mei Ping?"

Lu Yao was taken aback: "I know her, Director Mei is my sister. She signed this pass, and her handwriting is so beautiful!"

The older man's expression softened immediately. He glanced at it again and handed the pass back.

"Little Mei's brother, why didn't you say so sooner? Alright, let's go. Mei Ping and I used to work together; she even saved my life."

Lu Yao took the pass and nodded:

"Thank you, comrade."

This person is also very enthusiastic.

She took out a small piece of paper and wrote down a phone number:

"Comrade Xiao Lu, since you are Mei Ping's friend, you are also my friend, Li Zhongxiao. I am the captain of the Armed Police Detachment in Longpanshan District. You can call me if you need anything."

Lu Yao quickly accepted it with a smile and thanked him.

It seems this person owes Mei Ping a favor, so he's in a hurry to repay it.

The bamboo pole was lifted up.

Lu Yao stepped on the gas, and the car slowly drove over.

After driving several dozen meters, Zuo Xiaoying dared to catch her breath and whispered:

"They were so serious, it scared me to death..."

Lu Yao also breathed a sigh of relief.

Luckily, I knew Sister Mei; otherwise, it definitely wouldn't have been so easy for me to get here.

Driving further towards Panlong Mountain, we could already see the mountain in the distance.

It's not as high as the main peak of the Great Ring Mountain, but it's still a continuous, boundless expanse.

This mountain is a border mountain; this side of the mountain is in China, and a river runs through it. The other side of the river is North Korea.

Looking at the mountains, Zuo Xiaoying asked Lu Yao, "Brother Wa, we're about to enter the mountains. Do you know the way?"

Lu Yao stared at the road and didn't look at her:

"I guessed where we'd go, what, afraid I'd lose you?"

Zuo Xiaoying's big eyes suddenly turned into crescent moons:

"How could that be? Even if you sold me out, I'd still help you count the money."

Lu Yao looked at her, her face full of innocence, her clear eyes reflecting his own image.

I couldn't help but laugh: "You trust me that much?"

"Yes, I believe you!"

Lu Yao had nothing to say, so he reached out and pinched her soft little face, then touched her ear:

"I'm starting to regret bringing you along."

Why?

Zuo Xiaoying seemed a little anxious, as if her status in Lu Yao's heart had diminished.

Lu Yao sighed:

"Because it's very chaotic here, I'm afraid you might be in danger."

"I can protect myself! Brother Wa, if I encounter bad guys, I'm willing to kill them!"

Zuo Xiaoying waved her little fist.

He made a fierce expression.

This made Lu Yao laugh.

Even when this pretty girl gets fierce, she's not scary.

She looked both cute and fierce, which reminded Lu Yao of Tiger Girl, who was often chased away by the puppy and the goose.

At this point, we entered a mountain road, which was rugged and uneven, with steep slopes and uneven surfaces.

Sometimes, if you're not careful and drive too fast, you can make Zuo Xiaoying bounce up and hit her head on the roof.

Modern cars don't have seat belts; you have to rely entirely on your hands to keep yourself stable.

Zuo Xiaoying gripped the car door with her right hand, while her left hand kept trying to grab the gear shift.

He couldn't even speak properly.

"I'm so dizzy... I'm going to poop... I need to poop..."

Lu Yao quickly slowed down and drove more cautiously.

He said he was guessing while driving, but he had actually been this road before, not before, but after.

In his previous life, he had dealt with the people of Panlong Mountain.

They even used to smuggle themselves out of the country from here, and they've all come back from here.

They were led away by Xiao Shuanzi from Qidaogou.

This mountain road hasn't changed much in decades.

Zuo Xiaoying is right, a bumpy road really does aid digestion.

She needed to use the restroom, so Lu Yao had no choice but to stop by the roadside.

After leading her out of the car, Lu Yao scouted out the location for her behind a huge rock.

Then I came over and told her to go behind the rock to relieve herself.

Zuo Xiaoying grabbed her pants and ran over.

Lu Yao didn't forget to take a piece of tissue paper from the car and give it to her.

Nowadays, people use anything to wipe their butts.

Tree branches, tiles, sorghum stalks—use whatever you can find.

There's just a lack of toilet paper.

Because anything of value should be saved.

However, Lu Yao was not used to it. He had been reborn and couldn't stand not using toilet paper. Moreover, even in cold weather, he couldn't accept not taking a bath for three days.

The jeep bumped along the winding mountain road for several hours.

Although the road is in terrible condition, at least cars can still pass through it.

Zuo Xiaoying sat in the passenger seat, her bottom almost getting swollen from the bumps.

As we ventured deeper into the mountains, we were surrounded by them, and it was impossible to see how far we had gone.

She became worried again: "Brother Wa, do you even know the way? We're already deep in the mountains, what if we can't get out?"

Lu Yao ignored her and stared at the road ahead.

The gravel road was covered with icy ridges, and if you turned the steering wheel even slightly faster, the car would swerve.

Although the road is remote, it is not deserted; people carrying packages often walk out of the mountains.

They can also catch up with people going into the mountains.

There are more than a dozen villages living in Panlong Mountain.

After the car passed a mountain ridge, a ditch appeared in front of us.

There are more than a dozen villages living in Panlong Mountain.

After the car passed a mountain ridge, a ditch appeared in front of us.

At the mouth of the gully stands a stone tablet, the words on it eroded by the wind and no longer legible.

Lu Yao stopped the car and got out to ask for directions.

An old man carrying firewood told him that Qidaogou was inside.

When asked about Xiao Shuanzi's house, he said it was at the very end of the village, and the window was blocked with burlap sacks.

The car drove into the ditch, and there were scattered houses on both sides, some made of adobe and some made of wood.

Several children were running on the road. When they saw the jeep, they chased after it and shouted.

They rarely even saw horse-drawn carriages, let alone jeeps.

At first, I thought it was a huge monster.

They saw people sitting inside and just got closer.

Sure enough, there was a courtyard at the very back, with a dilapidated wooden gate and windows blocked with burlap sacks.

Lu Yao honked the horn, but no one came out.

He got out of the car, pushed open the gate, and walked inside.

As soon as I reached the door, I heard someone humming inside.

As soon as I pushed open the door, a strong smell of herbs wafted out.

The room was dimly lit.

An old man, around sixty years old, lay on the kang (a heated brick bed), his hair gray, his face bruised and swollen, his left eye so swollen it was barely a slit. An old woman was applying a towel to his face.

Lu Yao was stunned for a moment:

"Is this Xiao Shuanzi's house?"

The old woman turned to look at him: "Who are you?"

"I am his friend."

The old lady shook her head:

"Xiao Shuanzi went out to make a living and hasn't come back for more than half a year."

Oh!

Lu Yao knew that this kid had probably already crossed the border by now.

It's been so long that he doesn't remember when he met this little rascal.

"So... there's an Uncle Guo in Qidaogou, right?"

"Yes, it's in the back row of rooms, not far..."

Although the old lady didn't know Lu Yao, she heard him say that he knew Xiao Shuanzi, so she told him how to get to Uncle Guo's house.

Following the old lady's directions, we found the backyard after passing through this courtyard.

The courtyard was quite large, and several animal hides were drying on a wooden rack inside.

The house was still dilapidated, but much better than Xiao Shuanzi's house; at least the windows were covered with kraft paper, which was more windproof than burlap sacks.

It's not even as good as Jiapigou.

Jiapigou is at least closer to the county seat.

To get to the city from these seven valleys, it would take at least a whole day to walk there.

They can't come back for two or three days at a time.

Lu Yao led Zuo Xiaoying inside.

He knocked a few times on the wooden door with the hole in it:

"Excuse me, is this Uncle Guo's house?"

The door opened, and a person walked out.

She squinted, as if she wasn't used to the outside light.

"Who are you...?"

Lu Yao's eyes widened in surprise. It was truly unexpected that she was the one who opened the door.