Ye Bufan is dead.
On the first day of the Lunar New Year in 2026, a heavy snowstorm closed the mountains in Xing'an Mountains, and the fifty-seven-year-old forest ranger died drunk on the kang of the dilapidated hut.
The last thing he remembered before his death was the first snowfall in 1981 - when he was seventeen years old, he took his young friend Lin Youqian secretly into the mountains to hunt wild boars. As a result, the pig missed and Youqian was seriously injured, and a rift between the two families broke out. Later, Lin Youlan was forced to change her marriage and died in childbirth. He made a lot of money but lost all his family business. He was destitute for half his life, without a wife or children.
When he opened his eyes again, he was lying in the snow nest, trembling all over. Next to him is seventeen-year-old Lin Youqian, and in the distance is the half-big wild boar, bowing his head in the snow.
The forty-five years of regret, longing and mountain climbing experience in my previous life all came back.
This time, he held the knife tightly and commanded the hunting dogs to kill him with one blow.
From then on, the entire Xing'an Mountains became his hunting ground - hunting wild boars, roping sables, and black bears, selling his skins to buy shotguns, and leading his two families to live a good life. The aroma of stewed meat filled the village, the fire was boiling hot, and the laughter of parents was loud.
But what he wanted to keep the most was the girl standing in the snow, calling him "brother" with a red face.
Lin Youlan.
The person he owed his whole life to in his previous life.
In this life, he will marry her home and keep her warm for the rest of his life.
Well written and wonderful