After pampering two villainous cubs, the rough hunter becomes addicted to flirting with her.

The next morning, the wind and snow outside the cave showed no signs of stopping.

Fortunately, Shen Yu had moved the frozen dumplings to a sheltered spot near the cave entrance before going to bed, so they weren't buried by the newly fallen snow.

After breakfast, Shen Yu frowned as she looked at the dwindling food in the corner.

Li Xiaoyun was sharpening his knife at the cave entrance when he saw her serious expression, so he stopped what he was doing and asked, "What's wrong?"

Shen Yu said worriedly, "Young Master, if this snow keeps falling, won't we be trapped in this cave forever?"

Li Xiaoyun paused for a moment, then calmly uttered a single word: "Yes."

Shen Yu added, "We're almost out of vegetables. We only have one cabbage, some shepherd's purse, and half a radish left. We only have enough rice and noodles for about a month. How about we switch to eating porridge from now on? That way we can save some food."

She felt that only by tightening her belt could she last longer.

Li Xiaoyun stood up, knife in hand, her tone leaving no room for argument: "No need. Eat what you're supposed to eat; a full stomach keeps you healthy."

After saying that, he picked up the rabbit he had hunted the day before, turned around, and left the burrow.

He returned shortly after, carrying a cleanly peeled rabbit, which he handed directly to Shen Yu: "This is what we'll eat today."

Seeing Li Xiaoyun's calm and composed demeanor, Shen Yu's worries dissipated considerably.

Since he dared to say that, he must be confident; he wouldn't let his younger siblings go hungry.

So she rolled up her sleeves, ready to get to work.

Sure enough, from that day on, Li Xiaoyun would brave the wind and snow to go out every day.

Sometimes they would bring back a few plump wild rabbits, sometimes a few pheasants, and once they even dragged back a deer that was not small in size.

It took the four of them more than ten days to finish eating that deer.

Fortunately, this icy and snowy place is a natural freezer. You can put the meat you can't finish at the entrance of the cave and you don't have to worry about it spoiling.

The snowfall was intermittent, and the snow on the ground never melted.

Every one or two days, Li Xiaoyun would go out and always bring back something, either game or firewood.

The fire in the cave could burn day and night only because he was out there working so hard to keep it warm.

Hunting in such weather is already extremely difficult, but what makes it even more troublesome is the lack of vegetables to eat.

Gradually, vegetables became rare on their tables, and they ate rice and noodles sparingly, but meat was plentiful.

Shen Yu prepared it in different ways every day, either stewing it into a hot meat soup or grilling it on a stone slab until it sizzled and dripped with oil.

Ya'er and Li Erlang had visibly gained weight, while Shen Yu, who didn't like fatty meat, appeared even more slender than when she arrived.

Using the remaining fabric and cotton, Shen Yu made two thick cotton-padded coats for herself, and then made a cotton vest for Ya'er and Li Erlang.

Li Xiaoyun personally tanned the two rabbit skins using a smoking method. Once the skins became soft and warm, Shen Yu began making the shawl.

She cut two rabbit skins, one gray and one white, into small pieces, then pieced them together to make a beautiful striped shawl.

Although it's not very big, draping it over your shoulders immediately makes you feel much warmer.

Days passed, and the four of them spent their days and nights together in this small cave.

Although we use a curtain to separate us at night, once I open my eyes, we see each other all day long.

The sense of familiarity and closeness between them grows stronger, but after a while, it's inevitable that they'll feel a bit bored.

That day, Shen Yu had a sudden inspiration. She asked Li Erlang for two pieces of paper, cut them into rectangles of the same size, and then used ink to draw various colors and numbers on them, making a deck of cards by hand.

After the paper dried by the fire, she shuffled the cards, making a rustling sound, and then excitedly said to the three Wen siblings, "Come on, let me teach you a new game!"

Li Erlang put down his book and leaned closer with a curious look on his face: "What is this? How do you play with it?"

Shen Yu spread the cards out on the stone and patiently explained the suit and rank of each card to them.

Once everyone had recognized all the cards, she eagerly suggested, "Let's play 'Dou Dizhu'!"

Li Erlang had been bored for a long time, and as soon as he heard there was a new game to play, he was eager to try it out.

But he first looked at Li Xiaoyun, wanting to ask for his older brother's permission.

Although Li Xiaoyun felt that playing games was a waste of time, seeing how bored the three children were, she nodded with a stern face and said only, "They can play for a maximum of fifteen minutes a day."

Li Erlang immediately cheered, "Yay! Let's begin!"

Since Li Xiaoyun wasn't playing by herself, Shen Yu pulled Ya'er to join them at a table.

Strangely enough, Shen Yu's luck was ridiculously good; she managed to get the landlord card every time.

She would throw out "three-of-a-kind with one extra card" one moment and "royal flush" the next, leaving Li Erlang and Ya'er completely defenseless.

"Haha, four twos! You lost! Quick, hand over the pebbles!"

"I'm the landlord again, you're all doomed to lose!"

"Shunzi! Spring! Quickly offer me tribute!"

Even if Li Erlang occasionally manages to become the landlord, Shen Yu can quickly counterattack with Ya'er, defeating him soundly.

Before long, Li Erlang had lost all twenty stones in his hand.

His face turned ashen with anger, but he still retorted defiantly, "Hmph, you've always known how to play; winning doesn't count as skill!"

At this moment, Li Xiaoyun walked over and looked at Shen Yu with a half-smile: "Your mother's amnesia is quite strange. She has forgotten what she should have forgotten, but she hasn't forgotten anything she shouldn't have."

Shen Yu remained unfazed, spouting nonsense with a straight face: "Perhaps the special environment awakened my hidden potential?"

Her strange, half-classical, half-traditional language made Li Xiaoyun raise an eyebrow, but she didn't ask any further questions.

Instead, he sat down cross-legged, pointed to the wooden plank they were using as a table, and said calmly, "In that case, I'll also take a look."

Shen Yu raised her chin triumphantly.

Just kidding, how could a "veteran player" from modern times not beat an ancient person who was playing cards for the first time? Shen Yu's smugness didn't last long before reality gave her a harsh dose of cold water.

She then realized that while skill is fundamental in the game of Dou Dizhu, the real factor in determining victory or defeat is the elusive element of luck.

If skill accounts for only 40%, then luck accounts for at least 60%.

Li Xiaoyun was practically her nemesis. The moment he sat down, Shen Yu's hand began to turn sour, becoming utterly worthless.

The cards in my hand are always scattered, unable to form straights or pairs.

It's not three, four, six, or seven; it's just missing a five. It's like having three of the lowest cards in your hand, making it impossible to play with them.

After finally getting a King, I looked closely and realized it was always that useless Little King.

In one game, it was even more outrageous. Her highest card was only a King, and the rest were all small, scattered cards. She didn't even have a chance to play any of them.

As for bombs, a game-changing weapon, don't even think about it; you won't even see a shadow of one.