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

Although Lu Yao was not as strong as Liu Dameng, he possessed a wealth of skills and experience.

It is also incredibly agile in terms of speed.

So despite Liu Dameng's brute strength, he was still subdued and his vital points were controlled.

At first, he twisted his body and reached behind him, trying to get rid of Lu Yao on his back.

But in less than 30 seconds, he couldn't stand up due to lack of oxygen to his brain.

With a "thud," it fell to the ground and turned to dust.

Lu Yao hadn't let go yet, and asked:

"Do you submit or not? If you do, then slap the ground."

Liu Dameng was almost unconscious.

If you don't slap the ground at this moment, you'll be strangled unconscious.

"Slap slap slap"

He slapped the ground and admitted defeat.

Lu Yao released him and jumped up.

Liu Dameng was still not recovered and sat on the ground breathing heavily.

The militiamen all jumped up:

"That's amazing! Lu, how did you do that?"

Someone excitedly ran over and rolled up Lu Yao's sleeve to take a look.

Even though he has some muscles, he can't compare to the formidable Liu Dameng.

Lu Yao looked at Wang Biao.

"How about it? Why don't you have a match with me?"

Wang Biao felt hatred in his heart, but smiled outwardly:

"Haha, not bad, not bad. No need to compete anymore, you can rejoin the team, you've passed!"

"Just qualified? Should I become a team leader?"

Wang Biao's face turned cold: "Fine, I'll give you a group, but can you command respect? There are three groups now. You choose one, and whichever group you pick, you compete with its leader. The one who wins becomes the leader."

I thought to myself, "You're a newbie and you want to be the team leader? Who's going to respect a little kid like you?"

Jiang Baocai pulled Lu Yao aside: "Come to our group, I'll let you be the group leader."

Wang Biao glared angrily:

"Jiang Baocai, you have no ambition at all. He's just a child!"

Jiang Baocai, however, did not care about fame or fortune:

"Never mind his age, he's skilled. He can shoot birds in flight and make Liu Dameng submit. He's definitely better than me!"

At this point, Jiang Baocai not only admired Lu Yao's abilities but also respected his character.

I just had a contest with myself, and I won and lost. It was obvious that I was letting myself off the hook and saving face for myself.

Therefore, she developed an overwhelming liking for Lu Yao.

They insisted on bringing Lu Yao to their group to replace him.

Although the team leader could earn an extra three yuan a month, he accepted it.

With such a formidable person in their group, they no longer need to fear being bullied by the group leaders of Groups One and Two.

At this moment, Zhang Zongshan, the group leader, stepped forward, holding a Type 56 semi-automatic pistol.

"Xiao Lu, I've heard you're a great shot. I'd like to have a match with you. If you beat me, I'll make you the team leader."

As he spoke, he chambered a bullet.

Jiang Baocai quickly grabbed his Garand rifle:

"Xiao Lu, show them what you've got."

Judging by their weapons and equipment, you can tell that the third group is the one being bullied.

There are only two Garand M1s in the three groups, and no Type 56 semi-automatic rifles.

Both the red-tasseled spear and the broadsword are in the third group.

The team members are all relatively young.

Zhang Zongshan was the best marksman among the militiamen.

They were not convinced of Lu Yao's legendary marksmanship at all.

He can even shoot birds in flight.

But at this moment, Wang Biao spoke up:

"Alright, enough with the competition. Lu Yao will be the group leader for group three, and Jiang Baocai, you'll assist him. Focus on training these next few days; we'll have a mission for you soon!"

"Yes, sir!"

Jiang Baocai stood at attention and saluted.

He nudged Lu Yao, and Lu Yao followed suit and saluted.

It's disbanded.

Many militiamen came to contact Lu Yao.

They all admired his wrestling skills and asked him for advice.

Although Lu Yao is young, he became famous overnight after his fall.

He was especially close to the younger members of the three groups.

There were also quite a few people who looked down on Lu Yao, feeling that he had become famous and surpassed them, so they couldn't stand him.

After that, Wang Biao started training again, running five kilometers.

Lu Yao was used to running in the mountains, so naturally he didn't care about running.

I actually felt very fulfilled at the end of the day.

At night, a few militiamen were left on duty, while the rest went home.

Lu Yao didn't want to stay in the dormitory, so he walked home directly.

A light snow began to fall, and the northwest wind was quite strong.

It's colder than when I came in the morning.

By the time I get home, it will probably be completely dark.

Lu Yao had just left the town.

I watched as a bicycle braved the wind and snow to come.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Ding Mei, who was wrapped in a floral cotton-padded jacket.

"Tuwazi, I knew you'd be getting off work around this time, so I came to pick you up."

Looking at Ding Mei, whose little face was red from the cold.

Lu Yao couldn't help but feel a little touched.

If she had been this good to me in my previous life, how warm and loving our family would have been!

"Thank you. You don't need to pick me up anymore; I can walk pretty fast."

"You're ungrateful, aren't you? Enough talk, get in the car!"

Ding Mei turned the bicycle around and got on.

This time, Lu Yao was more careful and sat in the back seat.

He then grabbed her waist with both hands.

"You're not wearing gloves?"

"I forgot it at the militia company. It wasn't cold when I came out, so I didn't feel it."

"Hey, put your hands in my cotton-padded jacket, or your paws will freeze off before you get home."

Lu Yao then slipped his hand under her clothes.

"Ouch, it's so cold! I told you to put it in the cotton-padded jacket, why are you putting it in my sweater! Take it out right now!"

Lu Yao smiled and pulled his hand out.

When he touched her skin directly, Ding Mei was so cold that she almost fell into a ditch.

Lu Yao slipped his hand back into the layer between the cotton-padded jacket and the cotton-padded coat.

He pinched Ding Mei's waist, feeling the twisting of her waist as she pedaled.

The two said almost simultaneously:

"I ran into Zheng Wenli today."

Lu Yao jumped out of the car immediately:

"You ran into Zheng Wenli too?"

Ding Mei stopped: "Yes, you ran into someone too? I thought you were joking before, but I didn't expect there to actually be such a person."

"What have you all been doing?"

Lu Yao reached out and grabbed Ding Mei, his hands trembling slightly from nervousness.

"Nothing happened, just a car accident."

She then recounted her encounter with Zheng Wenli to Lu Yao.

Now that Ding Mei knows Zheng Wenli really exists, she asks Lu Yao:

"How exactly did you meet him? Why do you keep saying you want me to have his children, and why do you say you want to marry my daughter?"

Lu Yao hesitated for a moment.

I still don't want to say that I am someone who will return from the future.

Even if I told her, she wouldn't believe me.

If this matter gets out, it won't be good for me either.

Trust yourself, seek your own answers, ask about the future; don't trust yourself, just say you're crazy.

If you say you're coming back from the future, it doesn't matter how much you know; if you don't know, people will say you deliberately didn't tell them.

It would be better if no one knew they were from the future, so that everyone could still believe in their own brilliant decisions.

So he said to Ding Mei:

"I can calculate, and I know you're most compatible with someone surnamed Zheng, and your child will be most compatible with me!"

"Pah!"

Ding Mei got off and stopped riding.

He kept cursing Lu Yao:

"You're just talking nonsense. I don't like men like him at all; he seems so hypocritical. Ugh... just thinking about it gives me goosebumps. You're not allowed to mention him again!"

Lu Yao scratched his head: "To be honest, I didn't expect Zheng Wenli to be this kind of person. I don't like him either. But if you don't marry him, I won't have a wife!"

"You're talking nonsense. I'm ignoring you!"

Ding Mei jumped into the car.

Lu Yao followed.

He had just opened his mouth when he said, "Actually, Zheng Wenli..."

"Shut up, and don't mention that person in front of me again. Otherwise, I won't talk to you anymore!"

Lu Yao brought it up again, and Ding Mei indeed didn't say another word the whole way.

Lu Yao patted her butt and she didn't say a word.

Upon arriving at the village, they pushed Lu Yao off the road.

Then I got on the bus and went home.

Lu Yao asked from behind, "Are you going to town again tomorrow morning? Are you going to give me a ride?"

Ding Mei rode quite a distance before turning back:

"You idiot, I wouldn't bother delivering it to you!"

Damn, I'm incredibly smart, I'm not stupid at all!