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

Although Zheng Wenli pinched her waist, Jing Youxiang wasn't too angry.

On the contrary, it felt like he was charmed by his own charm.

This is self-acceptance.

The main reason is that she can completely control Zheng Wenli.

If someone doesn't dare to fight back or talk back when you hit or scold them, then you can just touch them once.

A woman gets angry when someone disrespects her, mainly because she feels powerless to change the situation.

If he touches you once, you could hit him for five minutes and he wouldn't dare to fight back. Who could be too angry then?

Jing Youxiang continued to apply the medicine to him.

She had stopped bleeding, but her punch just now made her bleed again.

Zheng Wenli obediently tilted his head back, not daring to open his eyes to look at Jing Youxiang.

Jing Youxiang even lectured him:

"How old are you? Haven't you had enough of being beaten? Last time you spoke ill of Lu Yao and Shu Mei, if I hadn't saved you, you would have died at their hands! Even if Shu Mei and Lu Yao had something going on, you shouldn't have told everyone. I like Lu Yao too, but what good is it? He's married!"

Zheng Wenli felt a pang of jealousy upon hearing this.

Open your eyes and look at Jing Youxiang:

"Why do you like him? He's a scumbag, a bad seed, a son of a bitch... Oh my god, why did you hit my head again..."

Jing Youxiang started hitting him again, and Zheng Wenli quickly covered his head and buried himself on the bed.

Jing Youxiang pounded and cursed at the same time:

"You're the bastard! If Lu Yao is any bad, you don't need to say anything! If you dare to curse Lu Yao in front of me again, I'll rip your tongue out! Get up now, stick your tongue out, or I'll really get angry!"

Jing Youxiang pulled Zheng Wenli up and pinched his chin to make him stick out his tongue.

Zheng Wenli had no choice but to open his mouth and stick out his tongue.

Jing Youxiang laughed, laughing so hard she almost fell over:

"You idiot, I told you I'd rip your tongue off, and you stuck it out! Why are you so obedient?"

Zheng Wenli scratched his head and said helplessly:

"I'm just afraid you'll get angry and ignore me!"

Jing Youxiang laughed and said, "So you'll do whatever I say?"

"Yes, because I think I've really fallen for you!"

"That's so cheesy! I'll make you bang your head against a wall, and if you do, I'll agree to let you like me."

"Clang!"

As soon as Jing Youxiang finished speaking, Zheng Wenli turned around and bumped his head against the wall.

Then he covered his head with both hands, tears streaming down his face from the pain.

Jing Youxiang quickly came over to show him.

While applying the medicine, he complained:

"Are you stupid? I was just joking. You actually crashed it."

"I like you, so I should listen to you!"

Zheng Wenli stubbornly said something.

"So, if I tell you to die, you'll die too? If I tell you to jump into a well, you'll jump in too?"

"Go ahead, whatever you like!"

Zheng Wenli stood up and walked out as he spoke.

Startled, Jing Youxiang quickly grabbed him:

"Alright, alright, alright, big brother, you're my brother, okay? I was wrong, I won't let you die. You should live well. Your mother raised you with great difficulty."

Zheng Wenli then sat down. Seeing that Jing Youxiang's attitude towards him had changed, he was also happy, realizing that his self-inflicted injury had not been in vain.

Actually, even if you hadn't stopped me, I wouldn't have actually gone to die.

This time, Jing Youxiang started applying medicine to his forehead again, and neither of them spoke.

However, there was definitely more mental activity involved.

Zheng Wenli thought that Jing Youxiang had fallen in love with him.

Jing Youxiang thought to herself: This Tiger Whistle is really not someone to mess with. How can he believe everything he hears and do whatever he's told to do?

Jing Youxiang doesn't like this.

But I don't dislike him.

After all, this kid is really obedient.

As I applied the medicine to him, I could hear Zheng Wenli's stomach rumbling loudly.

"Hungry? Didn't you have lunch?"

"I didn't eat breakfast this morning, I just wanted to come and thank you today."

Huang Yuejuan had just brought over the heated cornbread:

"If you haven't eaten yet, eat here. It's nothing special, just flatbread, which I made."

Upon hearing that he was invited to stay for dinner, Zheng Wenli was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes.

"I won't eat, I won't eat. Now every household gets their food rationed. I'll eat at home. The commune also has a canteen."

Jing Youxiang tugged at him:

"Hey, just eat what I tell you to eat! What are you pretending for!"

I've been to Jiapigou many times, but this is the first time I've felt genuine warmth and kindness.

These two beautiful women genuinely invited him to stay for dinner; they weren't prejudiced against him, nor did they intend to beat him up.

Zheng Wenli had a meal with Jing Youxiang and Huang Yuejuan, and offered to wash the dishes.

Then he said he would come to see Jing Youxiang again someday.

Now he regards Jing Youxiang as his savior.

We left the clinic.

Zheng Wenli walked away with tears in his eyes, watching Jing Youxiang wave goodbye to him from behind.

After Jing Youxiang returned, he walked several dozen meters before tears finally streamed down his face.

In this situation, he composed a poem:

Last night, Han Gou nearly died.

Angels have mercy and saved me from my slumber.

Simple meals are better than delicacies

From then on, only fragrance remained in my heart.

After finishing the poem, I felt completely refreshed.

As they walked, they arrived at Lu Yao's house.

The courtyard gate was open, and Lu Yao was carrying a basin of dirty water out, splashing it onto the snowdrift by the roadside.

Ding Mei stood at the doorway, wearing a cotton-padded coat, her hands tucked into her sleeves, smiling at him.

After Lu Yao finished splashing water, he turned around and glanced at her. She looked back at him, and the two of them just stared at each other without saying a word, but their eyes were so sweet and affectionate that they could practically stretch into threads.

Zheng Wenli stopped.

In the past, seeing this scene would have made him immediately vomit.

But now, he doesn't feel uncomfortable at all; he even feels like laughing.

"Lu Yao!"

He shouted.

Lu Yao turned around, saw it was him, and was stunned for a moment:

"Why are you here again?"

Zheng Wenli pushed the cart over, a smile on his face:

"Just passing by, and I'll tell you something."

Lu Yao looked at him warily:

"What's up?"

Zheng Wenli puffed out his chest and said loudly:

"I have a girlfriend!"

Lu Yao wanted to say, "What does your girlfriend have to do with me?" but he didn't provoke him.

Take a look at Ding Mei.

Ding Mei couldn't help but laugh and say, "Great, congratulations!"

Zheng Wenli looked at Ding Mei and said with a smile, "Little Mei, I was foolish before and caused you trouble. That won't happen again. I have my own boyfriend now. I'll invite you to my wedding banquet in a while!"

Ding Mei just smiled and ignored him.

Lu Yao still asked one more question:

"Who...who is your boyfriend?"

Zheng Wenli raised his chin:

"I'm not telling you! Anyway, she's better than your boyfriend!"

He pushed the bike, pedaled it, rode a few meters, stopped, and turned back to shout into the yard:

"It's Ikei Yuuka! I like her! I'll make you all furious!"

After shouting, he pedaled hard a few times, and the car sped off a long distance.

Lu Yao and Ding Mei stood at the door, watching his figure disappear at the intersection.

Ding Mei tugged at Lu Yao's sleeve:

"Is he telling the truth?"

Lu Yao scratched his head: "Who knows? That kid's always talking nonsense."

Ding Mei thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled:

"It would be great if it really worked out. It's time for Youxiang to find someone who will love her."

Lu Yao looked at her and smiled:

"You're not jealous at all."

Ding Mei glared at him: "Why would I be jealous? I have you, that's enough for me."

Lu Yao reached out and put his arm around her, leading her into the house.

But in her heart, she wondered, could it be that Youxiang really has taken a liking to this boy?

If that's the case, they're a perfect match—one's a fool, the other's insane.

They went inside, and Ding Mei took off her pants and got onto the kang (heated brick bed).

"Come on, lie down a little longer..."

Lu Yao shook his head: "Wife, I can't take it anymore..."

It's past noon now, and Lu Yao has countless teeth marks all over his body.

Just then, someone knocked on the door.