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

Lu Yao reached out to pinch Jing Youxiang:

"You brat, who are you calling names?"

Jing Youxiang didn't dodge, but simply smiled faintly:

"They're married, and they're still touching each other inappropriately."

oops?

Lu Yao pinched her cheeks and then her nose, but she didn't move.

This girl seems much more mature than before.

A group of cars almost drove into the ditch.

Lu Yao took his hand back.

While driving, I watched Jing Youxiang:

"So you've had an epiphany, and that's why you're going back to work?"

"No, actually... it's right that you don't want to marry me. Who would want to be with the daughter of a Japanese spy..."

Lu Yao quickly explained, "I didn't mean to look down on you. I said I couldn't marry you even before I knew your father's identity."

Jing Youxiang smiled wryly: "Actually, if I were to reveal my identity, Zheng Wenli probably wouldn't be able to pursue me anymore."

Lu Yao was dejected.

This once lively and lovely little girl has become melancholic since her family tragedy.

Alas, one cannot know the difficulty of something without experiencing it firsthand.

People always grow through experience.

I hope she can be happy again soon.

"Oh dear, there's a rabbit over there... Look, look..."

In the distance, a gray rabbit scurried across the woods.

Jing Youxiang's eyes widened, and she pounded on the car window.

Lu Yao smiled.

Although she had her share of sadness, she was, after all, a simple and innocent girl.

No need to persuade her, she'll get over it in a little while.

When we passed through Shuiling Town, Jing Youxiang was clearly in much better spirits.

"By the way, Lu Yao, I asked Yuan Shumei, wasn't your first time on the kang (heated brick bed) in the militia company?"

"Ga"

Lu Yao slammed on the brakes.

Staring at Jing Youxiang in astonishment:

"No...you women can share this?"

"So what? I've already told her. I even told her where we had our first time!"

"..."

Lu Yao was completely speechless.

I really didn't expect that.

The young nurse's erratic behavior was nothing to worry about, but how did she manage to trick Yuan Shumei, such a calm and collected young woman, into revealing her true nature?

"What did she say?"

"She's shy and won't go into details, but she said Zheng Wenli came to arrest you two after you were done, which terrified her. Oh dear, I forgot, she made me swear a solemn oath not to tell anyone! I forgot! Oh no, oh no!"

After saying that, Jing Youxiang covered her mouth with both hands, filled with regret.

Lu Yao couldn't help but wonder:

"What vows did she make you make?"

"She said, 'If you tell anyone about this, I'll have to marry Zheng Wenli in the future!'"

"Haha, is this considered a solemn oath?"

"That's harsh enough for me; I don't like that kid."

Lu Yao was both angry and helpless.

I have no idea what's wrong with those two girls' brains.

Fortunately, Huang Yuejuan was not involved.

He instructed Jing Youxiang:

"I'm not angry that you told me, but you absolutely must keep your mouth shut and don't tell Xiao Meizi, or I'll be in big trouble!"

"No, and it's not something to be proud of!"

Lu Yao was genuinely regretting bringing this girl to Jiapigou.

Go back to work right now.

If Ding Mei finds out, she'll definitely kill herself!

"You swear you won't mention this again, or if Xiao Meizi finds out..."

"Don't say I married Zheng Wenli. Make another vow."

"You just..."

Lu Yao looked at her.

This girl has had it bad enough; I don't want to curse her.

"Tell me yourself, how will I punish you if you leak this out?"

Jing Youxiang pouted and really started thinking.

After a long pause, he opened his mouth, then shook his head: "This won't do."

Then she tightly closed her little mouth and started to hold it in again.

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Lu Yao glared at her: "Alright, that's enough. We're here. Saying a word is harder than farting. Go down."

The car stopped in front of a supply and marketing cooperative:

"I won't see you off; I have other things to do."

"Um."

Jing Youxiang went downstairs.

Watching Lu Yao turn and drive away, she suddenly cupped her hands around her mouth and shouted:

"Lu Yao, if I reveal your secret... I'll never be able to get married for the rest of my life..."

Lu Yao almost crashed into a utility pole.

You little hillbilly, are you afraid everyone won't know what's going on?

Looking back, Jing Youxiang had already joined the supply and marketing cooperative.

……

Yuan Tianchu was dressed neatly.

He wore a neat and crisp Zhongshan suit.

Standing in front of the mirror, I looked at myself and couldn't help but sigh:

"Sigh, I'm getting old!"

Looking back at He Yongshun, who was standing bowing behind him:

"Xiao He, you're getting old too. But at least you have children, which is better than me!"

He Yongshun dared not respond.

This old bandit is unpredictable and capricious.

I've been afraid of him since I was little, and it's left me with a psychological scar.

Yuan Tianshu asked:

"Have you been following Lu Yao lately?"

He Yongshun shook his head:

"That kid is too cunning. I'm afraid of alerting him. I don't dare to get too close, so I always lose him."

Yuan Tianshu took out a box of Red Peony cigarettes produced in Beijing from the drawer.

I took one out and handed it to He Yongshun, then lit it for him with a dial lighter.

"Xiao He, remember today's task: success is the only option; failure is not an option. Try to avoid running into Lu Yao."

"Yes, I'll remember that, President."

"Okay, go ahead. I reckon Dahai will bring Lu Yao back soon."

"Yes."

He Yongshun retreated respectfully.

Yuan Tianshu suddenly called out to him:

"etc."

"What is it, Chairman Yuan?"

"Why didn't you ask about your son today? What, are you sure he's alright?"

He Yongshun couldn't help but shudder.

Indeed, Lu Yao had already told his son that he was alright.

Moreover, the police took him to the detention center last night.

I saw my son.

And we customized a plan together.

The son is faking his death, and he needs to cooperate.

When Yuan Tianshu asked this question, He Yongshun was terrified and trembled all over.

Yuan Tianchu became suspicious, took a step forward, and grabbed his shoulder, his hand as firm as an iron clamp:

"Xiao He, what's wrong? Are you hiding something from me?"

Cold sweat trickled down He Yongshun's temples.

His voice trembled as he spoke.

"Former chairman... my son He Kui... he..."

"What's wrong with him?"

Yuan Tianchu's gaze sharpened, revealing a fierce glint.

He committed suicide in prison!

"What?"

This was something Yuan Tianshu had not anticipated.

He Kui's imprisonment had nothing to do with him; he was using the opportunity to blackmail He Yongshun into doing things for him.

But unexpectedly, He Kui died.

Seeing He Yongshun trembling all over and sweating profusely, his expression was clearly one of great pain, and it was unlikely to be an act.

Let go and pat him on the shoulder:

"Don't be sad, please accept my condolences. Tell me what happened."

He Yongshun relaxed a little when he saw that he believed him.

This old bandit probably thinks he's trembling because he's sad, little does he know I'm just scared.

He quickly told Yuan Tianshu what Wang Kun had instructed him to do.

They said the body is still at the police station and cannot be retrieved.

Yuan Tianshu nodded: "Don't worry, I'll ask Zhao Wanli for you when I see him. It would be best to bring him back as soon as possible for a proper burial."

While outwardly expressing concern, he was secretly plotting how to further control He Yongshun and make him work for him.

"Go ahead, proceed according to plan. Lu Yao and the others will be here soon."