Rebirth 78: Hunting for Treasure in the Mountains, Spoiling My Wife and Daughter to the Heavens

"Come on! You little wench, you've got some nerve, biting me even now. You're pretty ruthless, aren't you Russians all known for hiding poison in your mouths?"

Let me see if you have it in your mouth!

The two looked at each other for a minute.

The woman was like a mute; she didn't say a word.

Lu Weiguo couldn't hold back any longer and stepped forward to remove the woman's mask.

However, Lu Weiguo was stunned when he saw the woman's face.

With black eyes, fair skin, and a high nose, he has the appearance of a mixed-race person.

It combines all the advantages of both countries.

The key point is that you can still tell from the exposed hair strands that it is black hair.

If we say that later generations of celebrities, with their beauty filters applied, could score a 90 out of 100.

This woman, without any filters, simply had a cool, refreshing look on her long eyelashes.

This subtle embellishment alone is enough to get her a score of 95 or even higher!

Even as Lu Weiguo was shocked, his hands did not stop.

He pinched the woman's chin and examined her mouth.

There was no poison behind the molars, and the tongue was flexible enough to prevent him from reaching his hand in.

"Mixed-race? What are you doing here crossing the border?"

Lu Weiguo calmed himself down and stretched out his hand.

Do you know our old saying, "Those who understand the times are heroes"? I am the butcher, and you are the fish on the chopping block.

"Hurry up and confess honestly."

Seeing that the woman still had that deadpan expression, Lu Weiguo's patience was gradually worn down.

Just then, Liu Dazhuang finally came over, carrying the lynx by the neck.

As he walked, he said, "My god, bro, how are you so awesome? I finally caught up with the lynx, and you just grabbed a woman?"

"Shut up!" Lu Weiguo rolled his eyes at Liu Dazhuang.

That was so dangerous just now, and you didn't even come to help me.

He went off to chase the lynx himself!

However, the moment the lynx appeared, the woman's eyes finally lit up.

"Are you really a hunter?"

When the woman spoke, she still spoke in broken Northeastern dialect.

"I'm not lying to you. If I had received professional training, do you think you could still bite my genitals?"

This time, it was Lu Weiguo who spoke the Russian language.

In his past life, he probably didn't speak Russian this well at this age.

But when he got older, he wanted to see the original steel made.

It really scared them and required a lot of hard work.

There's no way around it; after all, as men get older, they're bound to develop a fondness for Pavel Korchagin and the books of that great man.

"You can catch a lynx?"

"Not only can it catch me, it also likes me and is willing to be my friend," Lu Weiguo said, holding the lynx in his arms.

The lynx had long been afraid of Liu Dazhuang's hands. Once it snuggled into the arms of the reeds, it became as docile as a kitten.

"Oh! Ah! It...it...you...you must be the son of the tree? Even it is so docile?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Weiguo was stunned for a moment, then realized what he meant.

Anyone who has traveled to the Far East and visited those relatively primitive Russian villages will know this.

Because the land there is so vast, many villages continued to live the same way we did in the 1990s until later generations.

Russians don't like farming; they rely entirely on logging and hunting for a living.

So I am very grateful to the big tree that gave them a life.

Moreover, don't be fooled by the fact that the Russians aren't afraid of even black bears when hunting; they can even fight black bears one-on-one while shirtless.

But they have a special affection for lynxes and Far Eastern leopards.

They can tame black bears, but they absolutely cannot tame lynxes or snow leopards!

"Yes, this is my friend. I'm chasing it not to hunt it, but to protect it."

"The spirits of the mountains don't need protection; they only recognize the strong, and I also recognize the strong."

The woman seemed to have opened a floodgate of words, and when she looked at Lu Weiguo, she no longer seemed angry, but rather full of admiration.

Lu Weiguo's expression changed; this foreign education system was truly interesting.

Perhaps it is precisely because their education level is relatively low.

Instead, it gives rise to a most basic and down-to-earth way of thinking.

Respect the strong, have faith in nature.

"Now, can we have a proper talk?"

Lu Weiguo asked patiently.

Liu Dazhuang, who was standing to the side, was stunned.

Why is that guy who looks like a foreigner speaking Northeastern dialect?

You, a native of Northeast China, speak Russian, with a low, mumbled accent, and you speak it better than the educated youth teachers who came before you.

"What are you doing here, crossing the border?"

"Waiting for someone, a man."

Why?

"My father sent him here. He said that was my man. His father provided us with salt and flour, and we provided him with game and timber."

transaction!

Lu Weiguo immediately understood.

He felt that a minor official in a county town, even on the border, couldn't possibly have the power to mobilize the Russian border guards.

The woman's gun was professional-grade, but it was clearly not the kind of gun a well-trained border guard would use.

The secret that connects Qian Yunshan to the Russians lies in the grain we produce through hard work.

He sacrificed the people's food supply for his own personal gain!

"Only salt and flour? Are there any other items being traded?"

"No, that's all. My father said that you Chinese are as clever as wolves; a cartload of timber can only be exchanged for two pounds of salt. We simply can't afford anything more."

Just getting the timber delivered requires the entire village to work together.

That's fucking black!

Lu Weiguo recalled Qian Yunshan's chubby face.

And the gold watch on his wrist.

I wish I could just go down the mountain and rob his house.

Two pounds of salt require not only timber but also the labor of others.

Even the Black people who pick cotton probably don't get it this cheap.

As he was thinking, Lu Weiguo had a sudden inspiration.

This job is damn profitable, but he doesn't have the resources to get his hands on timber and stuff.

Animal hides, gold, and even foreign exchange, which was in short supply at the time, could be obtained by bribing the right people.

All of that can be obtained through the hands of this group of people!

"How about this, could we talk... or maybe I'll visit your village sometime..."

Lu Weiguo smiled and prepared to treat the lynx like royalty every day after returning to the village.

This thing is great, it can bring good fortune!

Correct!

From now on, this lynx will be named Wangcai!

Lu Weiguo gestured to Liu Dazhuang with his eyes, signaling him to hide the sniper rifle.

While learning about the situation in the women's village, they also searched the women's bodies and loosened their bonds.

Besides the sniper rifle, the woman also had five bullets and two machetes on her.

A roll of wire, and hidden in his arms was a large loaf of rye bread.

Compared to meat, this stuff is more precious to women.

Of course, Lu Weiguo had only one feeling at this moment.

Big!

It's huge!

It's even bigger than Zhao Yangyang's!

They're not even in the same league.

"Have you touched me enough? Can you untie me now? You're someone the elves approve of, so you're our friend."

A touch of cherry red appeared on the woman's fair face.

His frost-covered eyebrows blinked, and a thin mist veiled his dark eyes.