In the winter of 1972, my eldest brother died tragically on the construction site.
Lin Mancang opened his eyes. In his previous life, he was the head of an agricultural technology company. In this life, he was just a seventeen-year-old boy.
In front of me were three sisters-in-law who were crying in tears, and five nieces and nephews who were so hungry that their faces were yellow and their muscles were thin.
The eldest sister-in-law pushed the family separation sheet over, her eyes red: "The warehouse is full, I can't hold it anymore, my sister-in-law is going to take Dabao to remarry..."
The second sister-in-law wiped away her tears and scolded: "I can't stay in this broken house for another day!"
The third sister-in-law was holding the child and just crying.
The courtyard door was kicked open, and the village bully Liu Laosi walked in with a swagger: "Sisters-in-law of the Lin family, is it time for the homestead to be vacated?"
Lin Mancang said nothing.
He stood up, walked to the corner, picked up the rusty shovel left by his eldest brother, and stood in front of the three sisters-in-law.
"Who said you want to remarry?"
"Who said we want to take over the homestead land?"
He turned around and looked at the three women who were equally shocked, saying one word at a time:
"I will support this family. From today on, no one can touch a hair on your head."
That night, he carried a hemp rope and a hatchet alone and walked into the snow-capped Heixiazi Ridge...
Three days later, he carried a 300-pound wild boar down the mountain, shocking the whole village.
From then on, everyone in Liuhe Village knew that the young man from the Lin family was crazy.
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