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

Xilian pressed her face against the window and peered out through the hole.

Although there was little moonlight on the fourth night of the lunar new year, the snow outside made the ground glisten, and I could still see my chickens running out.

This is terrible!

Back then, who could afford to buy eggs? They relied on just a few eggs to feed themselves.

The courtyard wall is very low; it can't block out tree fluff or sticks at all.

If it flies to someone's house, they'll probably stew it and have it as a treat.

It must be because I didn't properly block the door when I took the bullet.

Startled, Xilian quickly put on her cotton-padded trousers and overcoat, not even having time to button them up, and ran out to catch the chicken.

The door was left a small crack open.

Lu Yao hunched over and went inside.

He climbed directly onto the kang (a heated brick bed).

Lift the mattress and uncover the kang mat.

Sure enough, there was a hidden compartment more than a meter long at the end of the kang (heated brick bed).

In his previous life, when the police came to search his home, Lu Yao was watching from outside the window.

Upon opening the hidden compartment, Lu Yao almost burst out laughing.

Inside, there was not only a gleaming carbine, but also a military dagger that gleamed with a cold, menacing light.

The steel is excellent; it won't rust no matter how long it's left out.

Lu Yao picked it up and tucked it into his waistband.

Then take the carbine in your hand.

I feel like a king at this moment!

Just as he was about to slip out through the door again.

Then they heard Zhang Mazi's voice outside the door:

"What the hell are you doing out in the yard in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"

Xilian quickly said, "The chicken ran away, I just caught it and brought it back. Why are you back so fast, husband?"

"The card game ended, and the couple, Sanhouzi and his wife, started arguing. His wife scratched his face, how could he continue playing! That old woman, if you don't discipline her for three days, she'll be climbing on the roof and tearing off the tiles! Sanhouzi is really doomed, I get angry just watching her."

Xilian, having secured the chicken coop, quickly came over to help open the door:

"Don't get angry with them, honey, come inside, the bed is nice and warm."

The couple came back together.

Lu Yao had nowhere to run.

If Xilian were alone, he might be able to avoid her gaze.

If all else fails, you can just cover your face and rush in.

But things changed when Zhang Mazi came back.

This guy is not only tall and strong, but also extremely ruthless.

He doesn't cause trouble, but nobody dares to mess with him.

Later, when the police came to arrest him, the six officers couldn't hold him down, and he broke free.

He would have escaped if the police hadn't shot and broken his leg.

I heard that during the public trial held in the county later, he confessed that he was a bearded man from Changbai Mountain before the liberation.

He can't even remember the number of lives he's taken.

Moreover, he was a leader who fought his way up from the ranks of bandits, and his skills were exceptional.

I haven't fought him before, so I don't know his actual abilities and can't act recklessly.

In a moment of desperation, he shrank back and crawled under the large red lacquered cabinet on the ground.

A large, square cabinet made of wooden planks, with a bluestone base, used to store miscellaneous items.

The outside was blocked by a tattered cloth curtain.

Lu Yao curled up inside, just enough to hide.

The rag had many holes of varying sizes, but from the outside, you wouldn't see anything unusual unless you looked closely inside.

Lu Yao has a hole in front of his eye.

His gaze was fixed on the heated kang (a traditional Chinese bed-stove).

As soon as Aunt Xilian entered the house, she took off her white clothes again.

Then he huddled under the covers and looked at Zhang Mazi.

The pockmarked old man slowly took off his clothes and got onto the kang (a heated brick bed).

"Pfft"

A breath reeking of fermented liquor blew out the kerosene lamp on the windowsill.

In the darkness, one could hear Aunt Xilian muttering incoherently.

"Honey, hold me... um... no... I want you to hold me..."

Zhang Mazi had been hiding for so long, but he still couldn't escape his young wife's demands.

After a sigh, the two of them started fiddling with it quietly.

Lu Yao wanted to sneak out while the two were engrossed in their conversation.

But just as this thought crossed her mind, a sigh came from Xilian on the kang (a heated brick bed).

It quieted down.

Zhang Mazi said, "Go wash up in the fields."

Then he lit a match.

What? It's over?

Lu Yao looked out through the hole and saw that happy Lian had gotten up and gone to wash herself.

His face showed a great deal of reluctance.

Zhang Mazi sat up and lit his pipe.

It seems that the seemingly tough Uncle Ma isn't tough in every way!

It doesn't even take as long as I take a piss!

After Xilian finished washing, she wriggled her plump bottom back and climbed onto the kang (a heated brick bed).

Perhaps afraid that Uncle Ma would feel uncomfortable, she snuggled in his arms and asked him to tell her a story.

Uncle Ma was unusually good-tempered tonight because of his own incompetence.

Tell Xilian stories of bandits in the Xingan Mountains who used to rob, burn, kill, and loot.

Of course, he couldn't say that he did it himself.

However, when the story of bandits cutting off the hands and feet of living people and turning them into pieces of flesh came up, Lu Yao could see the light in his eyes.

He was also very excited when talking about how bandits would harm other people's wives in front of the villagers' husbands.

Xilian listened to the story as a story, but Lu Yao knew the details of the public trial that followed—it was all Zhang Mazi's doing!

Once this couple starts talking, they can't stop.

This is terrible.

I can't just lie here all night, can I?

Suddenly I heard a noise beside my ear.

A rat's head peeked out from a small hole in the corner of the wall.

Damn it, I'm lying right in front of a mouse hole.

The rat hadn't even noticed Lu Yao before it scurried out.

It circled around his face.

My face is so itchy from the mouse hair.

Lu Yao quietly raised the gun in his hand and stabbed the rat hard.

Use the gun barrel to press its body against the stone supporting the cabinet.

"Squeak squeak squeak"

The mouse cried out in pain.

Lu Yao quickly reached out and grabbed its neck.

Apply pressure with your fingers.

It was pinched until it fell silent.

Zhang Mazi had already realized what was happening and pushed Xilian away from his arms:

"Damn it, there's a mouse problem! I've been wanting to catch it for days!"

He grabbed a broom handle and went to work in the field.

With wide eyes and a crouched posture, it came over with a clatter.

Lu Yao looked through the hole in the cloth at the approaching dark shape and couldn't help but feel nervous.

Looks like today's only option is to steal instead of rob.

Whether we can defeat this ruthless bandit who kills without hesitation depends on luck.

He prepared the carbine in his hand.

Whenever Zhang Mazi tried to lift the curtain, he would smash Zhang Mazi's shinbone with the butt of his rifle.

I might just kill him tonight...

But Aunt Xilian and Lu Yao couldn't bring themselves to do it.

Aside from being flirtatious, this woman isn't a bad person.

Seeing that Lu Yao's mother was having a hard time being a widow, they even sent her eggs and cornmeal.

Lu Yao is currently having an internal struggle here.

Then there was a loud "cluck cluck".

A chicken pounced onto the paper window.

They then tore two more holes in the window paper.

Xilian had just temporarily sealed the window with scraps of paper, but it was opened again, and a cold wind was blowing in.

"What's going on? The chickens have escaped again?"

Zhang Mazi, who was completely focused on catching mice, was startled.

Xilian was also puzzled:

"I clearly blocked the plank with stones just now, the chicken couldn't pry it open at all!"

"Could it be a weasel trying to steal the chicken?"

The couple didn't even bother catching mice anymore.

Hurry up and get dressed to catch chickens.

I'm terrified of losing these precious little ones.

God helps me too!

Watching the couple leave with lanterns, Lu Yao rolled out from inside.

The dead rat was thrown directly into Zhang Mazi's quilt.

Peeking through the crack in the door... the couple were crouching down, their backs sticking out, catching chickens in the yard.

He slipped out into the shadows, turning sideways.

He simply flipped over the low wall and got out.

When he got to the snowdrift outside the yard, he dug out the ammunition pouch, turned around and ran home.

Just as we rounded the corner, a dark figure jumped out:

"Stop, thief!"

He reached out to grab Lu Yao.

Lu Yao grabbed the man's wrist and threw him over his shoulder.

The figure was thrown into the air and was about to fall to the ground.