Rebirth in 1972: Redemption in Changbai Mountain

Zhou Rui, wearing the pendant, was indeed the most dazzling, with people greeting him everywhere.

"Ruiwa, Little Rice Cake is growing so well, look how chubby it is."

"That's right." Zhou Rui would accept any praise for the doll without hesitation.

"Who is this little girl? You have another niece?"

"She's also my niece, Little Rice Cake's sister. Actually, they're twins. Look how alike they are, and they even dress the same."

"Zhou Rui, you're talking nonsense! Isn't this Da Zhu's daughter?"

"Oh, really? I thought it was mine. I was even planning to take it home tonight." Zhou Rui didn't care at all that others had exposed him. He wanted to show off his baby, to show off like crazy.

"This coat is so warm. What kind of leather is it made of?" someone said, envious of the coat.

"I collected greyhound pelts for several months to make these two pieces." While praising the dolls was fine, Zhou Rui immediately became modest when it came to hunting.

"Great. When are you going to make a greyhound? Take me with you, I want to make one for my kid too." The man's eyes lit up, and a plan immediately came to mind.

Zhou Rui was completely dumbfounded by this person's shamelessness. "Are you blatantly trying to get something for nothing?"

"I don't usually hunt greyhounds specifically, there's no meat, I can't support my family. I just hunt one or two when I encounter them, and it took me so long to accumulate enough to make clothes."

"Then take me with you next time you go hunting. My family hasn't had meat in ages. I don't need much, just half is fine with me."

Zhou Rui's smile was hidden; he was getting impatient with this person, who was practically jumping on his face with sarcasm.

"Do you have a gun? Do you have a stalker dog? You have nothing, so why should you come hunting with me?"

"Uh...this." No matter how thick-skinned this guy was, he couldn't withstand Zhou Rui's close-up attack. He didn't expect Zhou Rui, who had been so amiable just moments before, to suddenly change his expression.

Normally, aren't these young people the most concerned about their image? A little flattery and they're on their toes, making them cling to you. But why isn't Zhou Rui playing by the rules this time?

Zhou Rui had lost interest in chatting with this kind of person, so he picked up his child and turned to leave. However, An'an refused to leave; she wanted to play with her friends and didn't have time.

Zhou Rui had no choice but to take the children home himself. Didn't he see the two little ones yawning? As for notifying Zhao Dazhu and his wife, there was no need. He didn't need to notify anyone when he brought his own niece home.

When Zhou Rui returned home, Xiao Niangao and Xiao Yan'er in his arms were already asleep. Mao Mao was lying alone in the doghouse, and when he saw Zhou Rui come home, he quickly went to greet him.

Zhou Rui patted Mao Mao's head: "Not bad, Mao Mao is really serious about guarding the house."

Although Zhou Rui didn't know how to raise hunting dogs, he had been following Wang Shouye for a while and knew that dogs not only needed to be fed well, but also needed to be praised a lot for them to be loyal.

Pushing open the door, there was no one inside; it seemed Zhou Ping had gone out to play after lunch. When Zhou Rui returned, Mao Mao, no longer tasked, naturally wagged its tail and followed behind him. It loved its new home, and the family treated it exceptionally well.

When Zhou Rui woke up in the afternoon, he looked around and saw that the two babies were still fast asleep. Zhou Rui looked out through the window covered with hemp paper; it was already getting dark.

Zhou Rui got up quietly, afraid of waking Xiao Niangao and Xiao Yan'er.

"Mao Mao, you stay inside and watch over them. I'm going to cook," Zhou Rui whispered to Mao Mao.

Mao Mao didn't make a sound, but nodded its head in a human-like manner. Zhou Rui was very pleased and approvingly scratched Mao Mao's chin.

Zhou Rui was watching the fire in the kitchen, where tofu and fish were simmering on the stove. He hadn't had this dish in a long time and was craving it, so he made a special trip to Liu Fugui's house to buy some tofu before going home.

Wang Wang...

Hearing the commotion inside, Zhou Rui quickly pulled two pieces of firewood out of the stove to reduce the heat and prevent them from burning.

Zhou Rui entered the inner room and found that Xiao Niangao had woken up first and was playing by herself on the kang (a heated brick bed). However, there was no adult supervising her, and Xiao Niangao had already climbed to the edge of the kang, with one hand about to slip through the air.

Meanwhile, Mao Mao was under the kang (a heated brick bed), looking up at the small rice cakes on it.

Zhou Rui rushed over and caught Xiao Niangao before Mao Mao could. Unexpectedly, Xiao Niangao, who had fallen from the kang (a heated brick bed), showed no fear whatsoever and grinned at Zhou Rui, who was holding her.

Caw caw... The little gosling on the bed was awakened by the noise in the room. She had already slept soundly all afternoon, so the slight noise naturally woke her up.

Zhou Rui quickly put down the small rice cake, surrounded the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) tightly, and then picked up Xiao Yan'er to comfort her.

"Wow, it's wet. You wet the bed." Zhou Rui glanced casually at the spot where Yan'er had been sleeping, where a large patch of paper had been added to the mattress.

Zhou Rui took off the diaper pad, brought in a basin of hot water, carefully cleaned Yan'er, and then changed the diaper pad with a clean one.

Having been reborn and caring for Xiao Niangao for half a year, this set of actions has been imprinted in Zhou Rui's mind, and he can complete it in almost a few minutes.

After getting Xiao Yan'er ready, Zhou Rui helped Xiao Niangao pee, lest there be another puddle of urine on the kang (heated brick bed) later.

Before the meal was finished, Zhou Rui had to strap both dolls to his back and carry them to the kitchen. Although he was a bit flustered carrying the two dolls alone without anyone's help, he was in a good mood and quite enjoying himself.

"Second brother." "Brother."

Zhou Ping led An'an in.

"Mmm, it smells so good! What kind of food is it?" An'an asked before even getting on the kang (heated brick bed). She had been busy outside all afternoon, playing and was starving.

"Carp stew with tofu, candied sweet potatoes, and sauerkraut dumplings." Zhou Rui used both hands to feed Xiao Niangao and Yan'er soup and remove fish bones.

"Didn't you cook meat today?" An'an blinked her big eyes.

"Didn't you complain that your second brother always cooks braised pork and it's getting a bit greasy? Well, here's a change for you."

An'an cupped Zhou Rui's face in her hands: "Mmm, brother, you're so great."

Seeing An An reach out, Zhou Rui quickly raised his hand to stop her.

"Go wash your hands, look how dirty your hands are."

Although I was just charmed by An An's sweet talk, I cannot betray my principles.

"Second brother, Brother Dazhu said that Yan'er doesn't need to be sent back tonight, he wants to have a baby with his wife."

"I never intended to send her back. Why should I send the child I brought back? If he misses Yan'er, he can come and pick her up himself."

Zhou Ping picked up a piece of candied sweet potato, and it was crunchy in one bite. It was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, sweet but not greasy.

"It's delicious. Second Brother, you're not really going to keep Xiao Yan'er for yourself, are you?" Zhou Ping said casually, rolling his eyes.

He discovered that Zhou Rui had a particular fondness for girls, from An'an to Xiao Niangao, and now to Yan'er, he adored them all.

"What do you mean by 'disrespectful'? Can't you speak properly?" Zhou Rui's devilish hand descended from the sky and landed on Zhou Ping's head.

"Yan'er and Xiao Niangao are god-sisters, so naturally they are my nieces. What's wrong with them staying in our family?"

Zhou Ping didn't dare to respond, afraid of saying the wrong thing, so he just buried his head in his food.

"Third Brother, don't finish that... that loofah." An'an came back, her hands still wet. She had smelled it earlier, and this dish smelled the sweetest.