Time Travel: My Comfortable Life After Going to the Countryside

The snow is already very deep, deep enough to knock Liu Xiangyang over, making it very difficult to hike into the mountains.

Liu Xiangyang used oak to break down four oval-shaped thin wooden boards, much larger than the soles of shoes, and then drilled more than ten large holes in the boards.

Liu Xiangyang used his foot to mark the position in the middle of the wooden board, and then he could use a belt to fix the board to his shoes to make a snowshoe, which was also what Old Wang told him.

The snow-covered ground effectively dispersed the pressure of his walking, preventing him from sinking into deep snow with every step.

Based on the skis he had seen in skiing videos in his previous life, Liu Xiangyang disassembled a pair of skis and ski poles. He could use wooden planks to go up the mountain and skis to go down. He recalled the route in his mind and knew that with his reaction speed, he could go down the mountain on skis.

Xue Bingbing was busy in the kitchen preparing the dry food, and then went to the room to prepare all the items Liu Xiangyang needed, including a bearskin cloak, a leather Lei Feng hat, a scarf, felt boots, a large enamel mug, and a lunchbox that she had specially bought.

Then he put the small iron pot that Liu Xiangyang had specially brought back yesterday into his basket.

Liu Xiangyang already has four scarves. Apart from the one he brought at the beginning, which was knitted by his older sister, the other three were knitted by Xue Bingbing, Le Qi, and Le Yao. The scarf he brought this time was knitted by Xue Bingbing.

Xue Bingbing also prepared some red sausage and some smoked roe deer jerky. Actually, Liu Xiangyang already had these in his space, but since they were a small token of Xue Bingbing's affection, he could only bring them along.

Xue Bingbing laid the nine short spears together and checked them again before she felt relieved.

"Liu Xiangyang, how much longer are you going to prepare? I've been waiting for you all morning." Zuo Qingqing walked in carrying her equipment.

"Are you looking for death if you don't prepare before entering the mountains? Come here, I'll explain the rules for entering the mountains to you clearly." Liu Xiangyang looked at the unconvinced Zuo Qingqing with a serious expression.

"I'm an old hunter, okay? When I went hunting in the mountains with my grandpa, you were still wearing open-crotch pants, peeing, and playing in the mud," Zuo Qingqing muttered.

"The mountains in the Northeast are different from those in the South, especially now that it's snowing heavily, it's even more dangerous. Don't look so defiant, or I won't take you into the mountains."

Zuo Qingqing muttered a few words and replied, "Okay, then I'll do whatever you say the whole time, alright?"

"Yes, as a veteran hunter, you definitely know more than me, but this is your first time entering the mountains in Northeast China, so let's learn from each other and make progress together." Seeing Zuo Qingqing's expression, Liu Xiangyang could only communicate with her in a way that she could accept for the sake of safety.

"You should have said so earlier. You can rest assured, I, Zuo Qingqing, will never hold you back."

"You can do your best. If you can't and there's danger, then I won't care about you, I'll go myself." Liu Xiangyang explained all the precautions for going into the mountains to Zuo Qingqing.

"I'll emphasize it again: once we're in the mountains, my words are orders. No matter what you think, you have to do what I say first, then we can talk about anything else. Understand?" Liu Xiangyang stared into Zuo Qingqing's eyes.

Zuo Qingqing: "Okay, okay, you're so domineering."

Xue Bingbing: "Xiangyang, you guys, be careful when you go into the mountains. Don't go to places that are too dangerous."

With Xue Bingbing's help, Liu Xiangyang put on his coat, Lei Feng hat, scarf, gloves, and the scarf knitted by Xue Bingbing. He then stomped the snow onto his felt boots, slung his basket and short spear bag over his shoulder, and the two set off.

Both of their eyes had a black line drawn on their upper and lower eyelids with soot. This was a piece of knowledge that Liu Xiangyang had learned from watching videos in his later life, which said that this method could prevent snow blindness.

The strong winds and heavy snow didn't frighten Zuo Qingqing at all. Like a child, she was curious about everything, asking what this tree was and what the flying things in the sky were. If she hadn't been wearing snow boots, she probably would have flown over to the other side of the mountain long ago.

Along the way, Liu Xiangyang activated all his mental energy. When he encountered tree branches broken by the weight of snow, he took advantage of Zuo Qingqing's inattention to store them all into his spatial storage, as he would need them to start a fire.

It took Liu Xiangyang more than three hours to reach the place where he killed the bear. As Zuo Qingqing had said, she had not complained about the hardship or fatigue along the way. It was only when Liu Xiangyang saw that she was panting heavily that he told her to take a rest.

Liu Xiangyang rolled up his sleeves and looked at his watch. It was already a little past three o'clock. If he wanted to get to the shelter, it would be at least past six o'clock, by which time it would be completely dark. Luckily, he had set up a shelter himself last time.

My original plan was to take Xue Bingbing and the other two into the mountains so that the four of us could spend some carefree time together, but Zuo Qingqing beat me to it.

"Do you see that big tree? That's where I hunted that bear behind it," Liu Xiangyang shouted to Zuo Qingqing, pointing to a tree in front of him.

The howling wind carried Liu Xiangyang's shouts far, far away.

Zuo Qingqing walked to the big tree, just about to go around to observe the location where Liu Xiangyang killed the bear, when Liu Xiangyang grabbed her.

"Shh"

Liu Xiangyang put his finger to his lips, signaling Zuo Qingqing not to move. He slowly raised his right hand, pulled a short spear from the bag containing the spears, and pointed at Zuo Qingqing with his left hand, telling her not to move.

Liu Xiangyang held his breath and moved his feet slowly, the sound of the strong wind covering the sound of his footsteps on the snow.

After moving aside the cover of the big tree, I saw a large, fat rabbit digging in the snow for food not far away.

Turning back and waving, Zuo Qingqing cautiously moved over. Seeing it was just a rabbit, she pulled down her scarf, leaned close to Liu Xiangyang's ear, and whispered, "It's just a rabbit, why are you making such a fuss?"

Although he was wearing a hat and his ears were covered, the temperature was so low that his ears were still freezing. The warm breath from Zuo Qingqing's voice hitting his ears made Liu Xiangyang shiver.

Quickly covering his hat ear flaps, Liu Xiangyang raised his hand and pointed behind the rabbit. Zuo Qingqing looked in the direction the short spear was pointing and discovered that there was an old wolf lying in ambush on their side.

The old wolf looked like it hadn't eaten in a long time; it was terribly thin. Yet, it maintained great patience while hunting, carefully moving its body and slowly approaching the rabbit.

The two observed quietly for more than ten minutes. The old wolf was now less than ten meters away from the rabbit, approaching the rabbit's alert range. The rabbit was already frequently looking up and glancing around.

Finally, he kept staring in the direction of the old wolf without moving, his mouth still chewing on the roots he had just dug up, his ears standing up like antennas.

With a "whoosh," the old wolf channeled all its strength into its hind legs and kicked hard, sending a large cloud of snow hurtling towards the rabbit. In the blink of an eye, the rabbit pushed off with its hind legs and ran towards Liu Xiangyang and the others.

Rabbits are highly nearsighted, and have a high degree of recognition for fast-moving objects, but a very low degree of recognition for stationary objects.

With a cry of "Ouch!", Zuo Qingqing was bumped head-on by the rabbit and screamed in pain.