In his previous life, Lu Zheng was a filial son.
Hunting and farming, all money and food were handed over to the public servant. Her husband, pregnant, gnawed tree bark and drank muddy water in the west wing.
When he rushed home with half a bag of rice after carrying a large bag for six days and six nights, the family was eating around the table with his mouth watering. Xu Yu huddled in the corner of the bed, reduced to a handful of bones, and the child in her belly was no longer moving.
Lu Zheng picked up the hunting knife and sent away the whole family. Then he hugged Xu Yu and shed all his blood drop by drop.
Open your eyes again and go back to your wedding day.
Xu Yu wore a red hijab with hair on the edges, and her fingers were thin and white. With a smile on her lips, she softly called him: "Sanlang."
Lu Zheng hugged the person into his arms and burst into tears: "Ayu, no one can bully you this time."
The system lights up in my mind: countdown to disaster, thirty-seven days.
Separate families. Go into the mountains. Hunt. Open up wasteland.
Lu Zheng protected Xu Yu in the palm of his hand and walked out of the dead end step by step. Xu Yu's belly was getting bigger day by day, and the fragrance of rice wafted from the dilapidated hunting house.
And the person who once ate half of his bag of rice is being devoured by the barren years.
[Rebirth][Farming][System][Brother][Two male protagonists]
Intention: "The bad years are like a sword, I use my body as a sheath"