The good-for-nothing hunter who traveled through Bianguan Village was formerly a bastard. His wife was so scared of being beaten that she didn't even dare to say anything when she was hungry. Her sister-in-law had been a widow for three years and was almost raped.
Lu Qingshan looked at these two women and thought... He had to do something.
A bamboo stick, a hemp rope, and a hook.
On the first day, I lassoed pheasants, and on the second day, I hunted wild boars. I was not merciful when I started hunting, and I used a hoe to save my life.
The gangsters in the village knelt down and begged for mercy, and no one dared to touch the Lu family woman again.
The daughter-in-law ate the meat, the sister-in-law straightened her back, and even the old woman looked at him in awe.
In this age of war and chaos, food is more valuable than people, and food is more valuable than life.
The food and meat he piled up with his hunting skills were the greatest power in this village.
