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

Chapter 17 I like to sleep naked

He was just thinking about how to get his hands on the female educated youth.

A snowball was thrown at me.

Lu Yao was extremely alert. He caught something approaching out of the corner of his eye and reacted instantly.

With a flick of the head, the snowball missed its target.

Then, Ding Mei, who had been hiding behind the tree, emerged with a smile.

Although she was dressed in a traditional country style with a thick cotton-padded coat and trousers, it couldn't hide her natural beauty.

Lu Yao cursed, "Fuck your daughter, you crazy girl, why did you ambush me!"

Ding Mei frowned: "What nonsense are you spouting? I was just joking with you!"

Although he had a stern face, his attitude had completely changed.

"I overheard Uncle Ba and the others talking earlier, did you really hunt a roe deer? Did you hunt it yourself?"

"Why would I brag to you like that? I killed the Siberian tiger myself; your dad stole the credit. I didn't even bother with him. Otherwise, do you think your dad would have given me so much meat, or even the tiger skin?"

These words also reflected Ding Mei's own doubts.

Given his usual temperament, how could his father possibly give Tuwazi so many benefits?

After giving them the tiger skin, they went to fight for it again.

"Are you telling the truth? Then why are Li Youtian and He Wangcai saying that my dad hit him?"

Girls are naturally drawn to strength, and at this moment she found Lu Yao more agreeable.

If Lu Yao knew how to hunt, she felt she could easily threaten him into taking her along.

Lu Yao said, "They're just flattering your dad. You can go home and ask him to swear that if he didn't kill the tiger, he'll feed it next time he goes into the mountains."

"Pah, pah, pah! You're the one feeding the tiger!"

"Believe it or not, I'm too lazy to explain to you. Just hurry up and marry someone surnamed Zheng and have some kids."

Lu Yao was about to leave after he finished speaking.

Ding Mei grabbed him.

Actually, she's already halfway convinced.

Lu Yao looked at her hand: "Let go, aren't you afraid of being seen and gossiped about?"

Ding Mei was persuaded by what he said and actually let go of her inhibitions.

Quickly look around.

It's getting dark now, and there's no one on the road.

"Hey kid, I wanted to say... if you really know how to hunt, let's team up tomorrow... when I go up the mountain to chop firewood, you come with me, and I'll see how you hunt!"

This girl is proud and arrogant.

Actually, she wanted to learn hunting from Lu Yao, but she didn't say it that way.

She had begged Ding Dahu countless times, but Ding Dahu just wouldn't let her go.

They say girls should do sewing and mending, or at most gather wild produce in the mountains; fighting and killing are inappropriate and too bloody.

However, when he wanted to take his son Ding Youliang up the mountain, the boy refused, spending his days idly.

Ding Mei had no choice; she desperately wanted to become a female hunter.

So when he heard people say behind his back that Tuwazi was a skilled hunter, he came to intercept Lu Yao.

She believed she could control Lu Yao.

As long as the village aunties and grandmas don't see her and gossip, she doesn't mind traveling with the country bumpkin.

Lu Yao looked his future mother-in-law up and down.

"You're coming with me? Aren't you afraid I'll take you to the mountains and cause you trouble?"

"Pah! You dare! My dad'll kill you if he finds out!"

Lu Yao smiled and said, "Fine, you can go if you want, but you have to listen to me."

"Listen to what?"

Lu Yao pulled Ding Mei to the roadside:

"We're going hunting, we need guns to be safe..."

Ding Mei quickly shook her head:

"No, no, my dad treats his gun like his lifeblood; he practically sleeps with it. I wouldn't dare steal it!"

"Who said I stole your old man's gun? I have a gun, but I'm short on bullets. Can you go to Zhang Mazi's house to exchange them for me?"

"Uncle Pockmarked?"

"Yes, if you want to come with me, do me a favor!"

……

It's time for the lights to be turned on.

Xilian, in her early thirties, washed her feet and hair, lay in bed, and waited for her husband to get on the kang (heated brick bed).

Enjoy the pleasures of being a woman.

But Zhang Mazi not only didn't take off his clothes, he put on his sheepskin coat instead.

"Honey, where are you going?"

"Let's go to Three Monkeys' house to play cards. It's so early, I can't sleep!"

After saying that, he went out.

Actually, Zhang Mazi didn't necessarily need to look at the cards.

Winning nothing but sticking stickers on your face isn't exciting at all.

How can that compare to when I was making my own beard, I could always win against Yuan Shikai's silver dollars?

But seeing his fair-skinned wife undress and get into bed, he felt powerless to do anything about it.

In his youth, he seized six wives from his bandit camp, and they fought fiercely, each trying their best to please him.

This caused him to indulge in alcohol and women all day long.

I'm only in my fifties now, and I can't even hold my head up high.

He was afraid his wife would laugh at him for being incompetent, so he simply made an excuse to go out and hide.

I'll come back after she falls asleep.

Leaving his wife Xilian at home sighing, Zhang Mazi took a lantern and went to Sanhouzi's house to play cards.

Little did he know, two people were squatting by the roadside, eyeing his house.

It's Lu Yao and Ding Mei.

"Does his family really have bullets?"

"We'll know once we try. In a little while, you'll do as I say and fool Aunt Xilian. I'll be watching from outside the window."

"All right."

Lu Yao took out the three old ginseng roots that Huang Yuejuan had given him from his bosom.

I picked out a small one and gave it to Ding Mei.

"This must weigh at least two ounces, you can go now!"

Ding Mei took the ginseng, pushed open the fence gate, and went to knock on Zhang Mazi's door.

Lu Yao jumped into the courtyard, peered through the window, and poked a hole in the paper window to look.

Lu Yao knew that Zhang Mazi was no longer capable in the later stages of his life. When Xilian went out to find another man, he discovered her and beat her in the street.

Xilian's outburst, "You're no good and you won't let me find a man, you're trying to suffocate me," was overheard by Lu Yao.

That's why I know about his family.

So he came up with an idea to trick Xilian, but what he really wanted to know was where Zhang Mazi had hidden the bullets.

Ding Mei knocked on the door.

"Who is it?"

Xilian peeked out from under the covers and asked.

Although the kerosene lamp flickered and wasn't very bright, it still made Lu Yao outside the window almost have a nosebleed.

Good guy!

Does this woman sleep without clothes on?

I almost swayed out of my seat when I straightened up.

"It's me, Aunt Xilian. I'm Ding Mei. Open the door."

"What's this girl doing here so late?"

Muttering to herself, Xilian got up and started getting dressed.

Lu Yao, looking out the window, was certainly in for a treat.

Xilian didn't wear much; she just wore a bellyband and a pair of underpants.

He slipped on his shoes and went to open the door.

He opened the door and ran back:

"Come in and close the door, it's so cold."

He jumped directly onto the kang (a heated brick bed) and crawled into the quilt.

Ding Mei was also surprised to see the magnificent way she ran:

"Auntie, why are you wearing so little to get out of bed? It's so cold."

Xilian chuckled:

"I just put this on. I like to sleep naked, it's a habit. Anyway, we don't have any kids, just the two of us!"

"Even Uncle Pockmarked would be ashamed if he saw that!"

Xilian laughed and said, "Silly girl, you're so old and you still don't understand this. We're a couple, what are we afraid of him seeing? Don't your parents sleep in the same bed?"

Ding Mei blushed and her neck turned red when she heard this.

She knew Lu Yao was peeking through the window.

How could I dare discuss this issue with Xilian?

He quickly said, "Put some clothes on, don't get cold."

"Don't worry, my house is warm from the fire."

As Aunt Xilian spoke, she deliberately sat up, wrapped the quilt around her hips, and shook her upper body.

It seems to be similar to Ding Mei's protest.

Ding Mei is only seventeen years old now, so her body is naturally not as developed as that of the older woman.

Ding Mei kept glancing out the window.

I thought to myself, "Keep showing off, the country bumpkin is watching from outside the window."

It's not good to give too many reminders.

He could only sit awkwardly on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed).

Xilian asked, "What brings you here so late, Xiaomeizi?"

Ding Mei then recovered from her embarrassment and remembered her task.