Rebirth 1980: the Orion King of Changbai Mountain

In the spring of 1980, the snow in Changbai Mountain had not yet melted. Zhao Tiejun sat up suddenly from the hot bed, with cold sweat covering his back. In front of the stove, Mother Zhao was wiping away her tears and talking about how the rice jar had bottomed out again. Her daughter-in-law, Lin Xiulan, with her seven-month-old belly, was using an oil lamp to sew his tattered cotton-padded jacket - the chilblains on her hands were bloody. One second he was still in the border minefield, and a bloody flower exploded under his feet; the next second he was back, back to that early morning before everything happened. He was a jerk in his previous life. He had a big argument with his father on the eve of dividing the land, and the old man was so angry that he went into the mountains alone and never came back. My daughter-in-law suffered a difficult delivery and suffered severe bleeding, and the baby was not saved. He spent the rest of his life fighting and being alone to atone for his sins, and finally died in a minefield, blocking a bomb. He doesn't want to be a hero in this life. He would guard the hot bed, protect his parents, wife and children, and rely on Changbai Mountain to warm up the days. He picked up his slingshot and went out. A pot of Feilong broth dragged his father back home from the courtyard gate. The Oroqen dog that took care of the lame old leader killed Wang Liwei, a three hundred kilogram wild boar, with one shot. Going to the black market to exchange for food stamps, going to Laolanggou to fight wolves, and filling up the regrets of the past life one by one. This book has no system and no cultivation. There are only the snow and woods of Changbai Mountain, the ears of hounds and the guns of hunters. Pork-killing vegetables are stewed until they are milky white, Laba garlic is soaked until it is emerald green, the whole family gathers around to steam sticky bean buns in the twelfth lunar month, and in the coming spring when the son is one month old, the whole village comes to drink wedding wine. What you owe in your previous life will be paid back in this life. No one should be left behind who should be protected. ——People don't let down the mountains, and mountains don't let down people.