Qin Yun traveled to Qinjia Village in 1954 and became a hunter with perfect shots. He hasn't had time to do anything in three years, and the villagers gather around him every day to learn his skills. When he was blocked at the entrance to the village carrying the deer, he caught a glimpse of an unfamiliar girl standing beside the crowd - Qin Huairu had not yet married into the city, her face was covered with collagen. Next to her, her cousin Qin Jingru was poking her head. Qin Yun put the deer down on the ground and wiped the sweat: teach you hunting? OK. Tell me first, is the Cunhua family still in need of a son-in-law?
