Reborn as a capitalist's young master in the 1970s, he starts his life by being blocked at the

Inside the wooden house, a crackling fire burned in the stove, and grease dripped from the lamb skeletons on the fire as they roasted.

The sheep skeleton was left behind by those desperados, and Chen Jianming never bothered to clean it up.

Smelling the aroma of oil, Yang Yu's stomach rumbled involuntarily.

"Um, could you give me some food? I'll return it to you once I get the supplies and return to the forest farm."

Her eyes were bright and piercing as she stared intently at Chen Jianming.

"No need, Jiangling is a thousand miles away—"

Chen Jianming handed over half a bran cake, but didn't say the last three words, "return in one day."

"Is this all?"

Yang Yu accepted the bran cake with disappointment.

Seeing the sheep skeleton on the fire, she thought there would be meat to eat.

"..." Chen Jianming.

Unbelievable! Even beggars complain about their food being spoiled!

This girl is truly extraordinary.

There were still white steamed buns in the space, but Chen Jianming was worried about arousing suspicion, so he didn't dare to take them out.

"What's 'Thousand Miles of Jiangling'?" Yang Yu took a big bite of bran cake, a little confused.

"Hehe, it's nothing."

Chen Jianming smiled, naturally not telling the truth.

"Have a drink, you've been walking in the snow for so long, warm yourself up. We're out of food, but we still have some alcohol."

"OK!"

Yang Yu didn't stand on ceremony and readily accepted the wine pot and started drinking.

A smile appeared on Chen Jianming's lips.

The cabin was warm and cozy. Yang Yu had been walking in the heavy snow for so long that he was exhausted. He ate some bran cakes and drank quite a bit of wine. Before long, he started yawning and fell asleep against the fire.

"Still too young."

Chen Jianming laughed; he hadn't touched a drop of alcohol.

Looking at Yang Yu's fair and pretty face, he felt a surge of attraction. He hadn't had anyone to talk to these past few days and was feeling really stifled.

That night, Yang Yu's waist didn't even touch the bed.

The night of passion passed quickly.

Yang Yu woke up slightly and found herself lying in Chen Jianming's arms, with one of Chen Jianming's legs still draped over her.

She shoved Chen Jianming away and immediately yelled, "What have you done to me?!"

"What's wrong?"

Chen Jianming rubbed his eyes. He had been up all night and was exhausted. He slept soundly.

"you--"

Yang Yupi pointed at Chen Jianming, trembling, unable to utter a word for a long time.

"So white..."

Chen Jianming blurted it out.

That's the truth. Yang Yu has great skin; it's even whiter than Zhou Ya's and Tian Jiangyue's.

"what!"

Yang Yu screamed, only then realizing that she wasn't dressed yet, and hurriedly pulled on her cotton-padded coat.

"I thought you were a good person..."

She huddled in the corner, unable to hold back her tears any longer, and cried tremblingly.

"A good person?"

Chen Jianming touched his chin. How can it not count?

"Have you forgotten? You were the one who initiated it yesterday!"

Chen Jianming's main approach is to be passive, irresponsible, and never refuse.

"You're talking nonsense!" Yang Yu glared fiercely at Chen Jianming.

"Have you forgotten that you were drunk yesterday and groped me? No matter how I resisted, it was no use," Chen Jianming said without batting an eye.

Was it really my own initiative?

Yang Yu was stunned for a moment, even forgetting to cry. She thought for a long time but couldn't remember anything. She had drunk a lot of alcohol yesterday and couldn't remember what had happened at all.

Yang Yu's face flushed; if that really happened, she would be incredibly embarrassed!

She quickly realized what she meant: "That's your fault! Who told you to give me alcohol? You were up to no good!"

"What could I do? I offered you wine out of kindness, who knew you were this kind of person. If I had known, I wouldn't have let you in. I was still a virgin... young man!" Chen Jianming argued.

Yang Yu was completely bewildered. Why was Chen Jianming acting so aggrieved?

If he's a young, unmarried man, does that mean I'm not a virgin?

"You're getting a good deal and then acting innocent—shameless!"

However, Chen Jianming is indeed good-looking, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He would be considered a handsome young man in the surrounding villages.

"Her figure seems pretty good... Wait, what am I thinking!"

Yang Yu couldn't help but steal a glance at Chen Jianming's upper body, then shook her head, half of her face turning red.

She wiped away her tears, calmed herself down, and said bitterly, "Forget it, let's pretend nothing happened yesterday. If you dare let anyone know, I'll never forgive you!"

"I have a gun!"

Chen Jianming twisted his waist and replied with a grin.

"It's the same as not having one."

Seeing that the person opposite him was blushing as red as a monkey's bottom, he quickly became serious and said.

"Don't worry! I'll keep it a secret! Are you hungry? Wash your face, I'll go make you some food!"

Chen Jianming felt secretly pleased, but his eyes were as firm as if he wanted to join the Party.

Before Yang Yu could answer, he got off the bed and went to the kitchen.

After last night's in-depth exchange, Chen Jianming naturally couldn't be stingy.

He had half a rabbit left from the previous hunt, so he stir-fried it with ham and some wild grass he had dug up, and then cooked it into porridge with the grain distributed by the village.

Soon, the aroma of the food filled the entire room.

The cabin is small, and the kitchen and bedroom are not far apart.

"That bastard! This is my first time!"

Yang Yu smelled the aroma of the food and wanted to get out of bed to check, but found her legs were weak, clearly indicating that she had been through a lot last night, and her face was burning hot.

"You're up? Wash your face and come eat."

Chen Jianming came out of the kitchen carrying a bowl of stir-fried rabbit meat, looking completely natural, as if nothing had happened.

"You...you pervert! Why aren't you wearing clothes while cooking?!"

Two blushes rose on Yang Yu's fair face, and she quickly turned her back.

Chen Jianming scratched his head: "Hehe, I forgot! Besides, what does it matter whether I wear it or not? I already saw it yesterday. Let's eat."

"You! I won't eat it!" Yang Yu said angrily.

"Never mind, this rabbit meat is quite delicious, I'll enjoy it all by myself."

Chen Jianming said nothing more, ladled out a bowl of porridge and began to eat it with relish, making occasional slurping noises.

That bastard, he even smacked his lips!

Yang Yu was so angry she wanted to punch him hard.

Outside the window, the snow was still falling heavily. Yang Yu felt a pang of emotion, never expecting such a thing to happen. He wondered when he would be able to return to the forest farm.

"Could it really have been her own initiative?" she wondered.

Seeing how much Chen Jianming was enjoying his food, her stomach soon started growling too.

"This rabbit meat is delicious!" Chen Jianming said as he ate.

Yang Yu could no longer hold back and went to the dining table without saying a word.

"Drink porridge."

Chen Jianming immediately ladled out a bowl of porridge and handed it over.

After taking the porridge, Yang Yu took a sip, then tasted a bite of rabbit meat, and her eyes lit up.

Chen Jianming added some salt and soy sauce that had fallen from the cracks to this stir-fried rabbit meat. In an era when even seasonings were scarce, the taste was naturally quite good.

Life in the forest farm was very hard, and the food was poor; usually, they wouldn't see meat even once a month.

"Delicious! I never knew you were such a good cook!"

Yang Yu had a great appetite and focused solely on eating the meat, completely forgetting about the unpleasantness from earlier.

Chen Jianming placed a rabbit leg on Yang Yu's plate and said, "Eat more if you like it. I have a lot of skills; you can learn about them gradually!"

"Pah! Who wants to know you! You're a bad guy! You only know how to bully me, who wants to eat the food you pick for me!" Yang Yu spat.

As Chen Jianming spoke, he made a gesture as if to pick up the rabbit leg with his chopsticks.

"You're not going to eat it? Then I'll eat it myself!"