Taking Liu Yifei back to Northeast China for the Chinese New Year has sent the entire internet into

Rewind to twenty minutes ago.

Kaoshantun, Fang Yu's home.

Fang Daqiang hummed a little tune as he pushed open the door and entered the house, carrying the fishing rod, bucket, and the cumbersome erhu that he had "seized" from the ice fishing site.

"Old woman, I'm home!"

Fang's mother, Zhao Guifang, was sitting on the kang (a heated brick bed), watching TV while knitting a sweater. She didn't even look up when she heard this.

"So what if you're back? What's all the fuss about?"

"Where are Xiaoyu and Yifei?"

Fang Daqiang put the things down in the corner, rubbed his hands which were red from the cold, and chuckled.

"They're still playing by the river."

"I thought those two kids were pretty promising, so I came back first, not wanting to be a third wheel."

Fang's mother rolled her eyes at him, but couldn't help but smile slightly.

"You old codger, you even know about light bulbs."

She put down her knitting and peeked out the window.

"Oh dear, why is the snow falling so heavily?"

Outside the window, what was originally just fine snowflakes had somehow turned into a heavy blizzard, falling densely and making visibility very low.

Fang Daqiang also went over to take a look.

"Yes, it rained quite heavily."

He then slapped his thigh.

"broken!"

Fang's mother was startled by him.

"What's wrong?"

Fang Daqiang became anxious.

"Those two kids are still outside!"

"It's almost dark, and the snow is so heavy we can barely see the road. I hope nothing bad happens!"

I was so focused on creating opportunities for my son that I forgot to look at the sky.

If his long-awaited "future daughter-in-law" were to get sick from the cold, his wife would break his legs.

Upon hearing this, Fang's mother couldn't sit still either.

"Then why don't you hurry up and pick it up!"

Without saying a word, Fang Daqiang rushed out of the yard in a flurry of activity.

Lift the thick tarpaulin covering the tractor and start cranking the start lever.

"Rat-a-tat-tat-tat—"

With a roar, the tractor started successfully.

Fang Daqiang put on the dog-skin hat, turned on the headlights, and shouted:

"Son! Daughter-in-law! Hang in there!"

"Your dad's here!"

However, they hadn't reached the river yet.

Halfway there, Fang Daqiang saw the two people on the sled.

When he saw what was pulling the sled, he was completely dumbfounded.

What... what is that thing pulling the sled?

A wild boar?

There were a few... Silly roe deer following behind?

What's going on?

What's going on here?!

My son...has been kidnapped by wild animals?

That's not right!

Look at how relaxed my son is, he doesn't look like he's been kidnapped at all.

Fang Daqiang felt that his brain was not working properly.

He lived for over fifty years, born and raised in Kaoshantun, and spent his whole life dealing with the birds and beasts of the mountains.

He had seen bears breaking corn, wolves stealing chickens, and weasels begging for titles.

But he had never seen it before, nor had he ever imagined it.

One day, you will see wild boars and roe deer, like cattle and horses, obediently pulling a sled, traveling through the snow!

Moreover, his own son and his fiancée were sitting on the sled!

This scene is too surreal.

This is too surreal.

Fang Daqiang sat on the tractor, staring blankly at the unbelievable scene before him, speechless for a long time.

Fang Yu had already jumped off the sled and was walking towards the tractor.

"Father, what brings you here?"

Fang Daqiang looked at him, his lips trembling for a long time.

He then pointed to the animals that were also staring blankly at the tractor and asked the question that concerned him most:

"Son...son...this...this thing won't hurt me, will it?"

Fang Yu almost burst out laughing when he saw his father's expression of being on high alert and having his worldview shattered.

"It won't bite, Dad, don't worry."

"These are all our own people."

Fang Daqiang felt his brain circuits were even more confused.

"From...our own people?"

What does "one of our own" mean?

You call a wild boar and a few silly roe deer your own people?

When did we become related to this family?

Just as he was about to ask something else, he saw Fang Yu walk past him and onto the sled.

Liu Yifei, sitting on the sled, looked at Fang Daqiang and the imposing tractor that had suddenly appeared, feeling somewhat bewildered.

But she still politely stood up and called out in Fang Daqiang's direction:

Hello, Uncle.

Fang Daqiang seemed to wake from a dream and quickly nodded in response.

"Okay, okay, Yifei is good."

Seeing that his future daughter-in-law was alright, he felt half relieved.

The other half of the doubts all focused on those "divine beasts".

The viewers in the live stream were absolutely laughing hysterically.

Hahahaha!

[Fang's dad's expression perfectly mirrored my own just now! Who am I? Where am I? What did I see?]

"One of our own? Fang Yu's answer was brilliant! I hereby declare that the Fang Yu family's household registration book now includes several special members!"

[My heart aches for Mr. Fang. At his age, he has to endure shocks that no one his age should have to bear.]

[A massive moral reshaping moment! Mr. Fang: I've lived most of my life in vain!]

Fang Yu ignored his father's shock.

He walked up to the main wild boar, patted its sturdy head, and then said to it in his mind:

"Alright, brother, you've worked hard today. That's enough for now."

"See that? That's our village. We're almost home."

The wild boar grunted twice, as if to indicate that it understood.

Fang Yu then looked at the few silly roe deer that were staring at him expectantly; they seemed to still be thinking about the reward.

He turned around, faced Fang Daqiang who was still staring blankly at the tractor, and asked a question that made everyone burst out laughing again:

"Dad, do you have any carrots on you?"

Fang Daqiang: "..."

He felt that there might be some insurmountable generation gap between him and his son.

Fang Daqiang looked completely bewildered.

"Where am I supposed to get you carrots? I was in such a rush, I didn't bring anything!"

I'm here to save you, not to deliver food to you!

Fang Yu looked disappointed.

"Really not?"

"Really, no!"

"What about cabbage? Potatoes will do too!"

Fang Daqiang was almost amused by him.

"Nothing!"

"What exactly do you want?"

Fang Yu sighed, turned his head, and said to the animals with a look of deep regret:

"Um... everyone, I'm sorry, but today's carrots... might have to be ordered on credit."

"As you can see, my boss came to pick me up, but he forgot to bring his salary."

"Okay, you two go back first, another day! I'll definitely bring you the carrots to the mountains another day!"

"Double! No, triple!"

When the roe deer heard that there were no more carrots, their eyes immediately dimmed, and they let out a few pitiful "whimpering" sounds.

The lead wild boar, however, seemed quite "generous." It merely nudged Fang Yu with its snout and grunted twice, as if to say:

"Alright, since you seem to be quite sincere, I'll put it on your tab this time."

"If you dare to fool us again, we'll dig up your cornfield!"

After saying that, the wild boar turned around and, with its dejected "little brothers," walked into the birch forest by the roadside without looking back, quickly disappearing into the wind and snow.

They came in a hurry, and they left in a hurry.

It was as if it had never existed.

Fang Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief after resolving the "labor dispute".

He walked over to the tractor and said to his father, who was still in a daze:

"Dad, stop standing there, let's go home."

Fang Daqiang then came to his senses.

"Oh...oh, okay, let's go home."

"Hurry up and get in the car, Yifei is freezing."

Fang Yu was the first to climb onto the back of the tractor, and then reached out his hand to Liu Yifei.

Liu Yifei is now very familiar with this process.

She naturally placed her hand on it, and Fang Yu easily pulled her onto the truck bed.

"Hold on tight!"

Fang Daqiang yelled, shifted gears, and stepped on the gas.

The tractor roared again, turned around, and headed towards the village.