In the midwinter of 2025, Liu Mancang, a lonely man in his seventies, froze to death in front of his wife's grave. Opening his eyes, he returned to the Xing'anling Forest Farm in 1981. His eight daughters were crying from hunger and cold. His partial mother forced him to adopt his nephew. His wife and daughter were heartbroken, and their lives were about to repeat the same mistakes.
In this life, he suddenly woke up. The hatchet wields power to angrily attack strange relatives, and the slingshot frightens the sparrows to outwit the delicacies of the mountains. Digging traps to hunt foxes, roe deer and wild boars; having both wisdom and courage to frighten jackals into their youth. Pieces of fur were exchanged for rice, flour and fine grains, and pieces of game nourished the flesh and blood and family ties.
Let's see how Liu Mancang uses the shotgun in his hand and full of regret to embark on a path of atonement in the vast forest, protect the warmth of his wife and daughter, and write his own legend of the Northeastern mountains and forests!
Reader comments
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Elderly people - It is what every elderly person should do to keep a balanced bowl of water. The oldest suffers the most and the youngest is the one who loves the most. But I have never seen such a preference for the third oldest.
Okay, okay, good, good
Elderly people - It is what every elderly person should do to keep a balanced bowl of water. The oldest suffers the most and the youngest is the one who loves the most. But I have never seen such a preference for the third oldest.