Back to 1984: I built a chicken farm on a barren mountain.

Tiger Valley is located further into the mountains from Kaoshantun. This village is extremely isolated and its people are known for their fierce and unruly nature.

When Chen Wenfeng was a child, he heard the villagers say, "Tiger Valley that eats people, Chen Family Village where farmers farm, Xu Family Shop where blacksmiths work, and the Zhang family who sell tofu."

This is a local folk song.

The Chen family has been farming for generations.

Xujiadian was originally a village formed by a group of blacksmiths.

Zhangjiazhai's tofu is very famous, and it is said to have been passed down for many years. According to Chen Wenfeng's memories from his previous life, Zhangjiazhai's tofu was later applied for intangible cultural heritage status.

As for Tiger Valley, which was known for its man-eating reputation, it was named so because wild animals used to roam and injure people.

Later, because Tiger Valley was too remote, girls from nearby villages were unwilling to marry into the area.

Men in Tiger Valley have difficulty finding wives, so they often use the promise of high dowries to deceive women from other places.

Some women who marry into the family are coaxed and tricked into marriage, but when they can't make it work, they want to leave.

However, people have outdated ideas and believe that a wife who has been married with money cannot leave, so there are situations where women who want to escape are caught and brought back.

This kind of thing is usually the hardest to manage. If it were in his previous life, Chen Wenfeng would most likely have stood by and done nothing.

But this time he definitely has to intervene. If he doesn't do something when he sees injustice, then he's wasted his rebirth!

As he watched the crowd approach, he lowered his voice and said to the woman:

"Hurry up and get in the car, quick!"

The woman was also quick-witted; taking advantage of the darkness, she swiftly jumped onto the bicycle.

There was already a case of beer on the back of the bicycle, but luckily she was petite and managed to squeeze in between the beer and the seat.

"Hold on tight, hold on! I need to speed things up!"

Chen Wenfeng gave a reminder, and without waiting for the woman's reply, he turned around and rushed towards the county town.

Chen Wenfeng knew that if he was stopped, things would not end well, so he had to make a quick decision to get away from this place of trouble.

Some sharp-eyed people in the crowd spotted the woman on the back of the bicycle and called out to her as they chased after her.

"That woman is in the car, chase after her!"

"Quick, after them!"

"parking..."

It was a country road after all, so bicycles couldn't go that fast, and those who could run fast were quickly overtaken.

The woman in the back seat looked back in alarm.

"Big brother, they're catching up..."

"Throw anything out!"

"I just picked up a stone..."

"Throw!"

"Big brother, there are still people here!"

"Keep throwing!"

"There are no more stones..."

"Throw away whatever you can find!"

There was a loud slap behind them, followed by cries of "Ouch!" from the person following them.

Chen Wenfeng's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly asked:

"What did you throw?"

"beer!"

"Damn it!" Chen Wenfeng's heart bled with heartache as he replied.

"Good riddance!"

Then came two more "snap" sounds.

"Is anyone else following us?"

"there is none left....."

"Then don't throw it away..."

Chen Wenfeng stepped on fire, feeling only the wind rushing past his ears.

He sped along the road with the woman on his back, and occasionally the bicycle bounced up and down when the road bumped.

The woman in the back seat screamed several times.

The path winds and turns, and a night breeze blows.

Chen Wenfeng was riding the Phoenix bicycle with such gusto that it felt like he was soaring through the air.

Soon, the bicycle disappeared into the night, leaving the pursuing crowd behind.

Chen Wenfeng still didn't dare to stop, and he kept going around in circles.

It wasn't until we had ridden for quite some time that we turned towards the Kyushu Hotel.

He rode for a while longer until he could see the three-story Zunxi Jiuzhou Hotel in the distance, then he stopped with peace of mind.

By this time, the effects of the alcohol had completely worn off, and he was soaked in sweat.

His legs felt numb, sore, and painful, as if he had just finished a long-distance running training session.

Chen Wenfeng parked his bicycle and got off to stretch his legs.

The woman also got out of the car.

He looked at the woman and asked:

"Where are you from?"

"She's from Qiwang Town. Her family was poor, so she married into the family to pay for her father's medical treatment."

Chen Wenfeng then took a closer look at the woman. She looked young, probably around his age.

She had fair skin, was petite and delicate, and even looked somewhat like a young girl.

Although her face was covered in grass and dirt, it couldn't hide her delicate features.

She was wearing very ordinary gray cloth trousers and a jacket, but her shapely figure could still be vaguely seen.

"Where are you planning to go after escaping?"

"My father passed away at the beginning of the year after falling seriously ill. There's no one left in our hometown, but I have a cousin in the county town..."

"Go to your cousin's place? Aren't you afraid the people from Tiger Valley will come looking for you?"

"I haven't told anyone where my cousin lives..."

Chen Wenfeng saw that the woman had her head down, looking very shy, as if she was afraid, and was just secretly looking at him.

Chen Wenfeng thought to himself, "It's normal for someone in this state of being easily frightened to be suspicious of strangers. After all, my face doesn't show whether I'm good or bad."

She carried nothing but a cloth bundle.

Chen Wenfeng then took out the 26 yuan from his pocket, pulled out a single ten-yuan note and handed it over, saying:

"It's getting late, go stay with your cousin, I need to get back!"

Chen Wenfeng really had to rush back; he couldn't stay at a state-run hotel without a letter of introduction.

If I absolutely had to find lodging, I could only ask Wu Jiajun or Feng Jianguo, but the three of them had just separated, and I would be too embarrassed to bother them again.

The woman scrutinized Chen Wenfeng, and after a while, it seemed she had finally determined that the person in front of her was trustworthy.

She breathed a deep sigh of relief, but didn't take the money. She only mumbled:

"When I ran away today, a neighbor offered to help me, but it turns out he had ulterior motives. Those people from earlier were hired by that neighbor..."

"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind; indeed, people's hearts are treacherous," Chen Wenfeng cursed under his breath.

No, wait, I'm the one who's unaware of the danger.

Chen Wenfeng suddenly felt much more handsome.

"Don't worry, girl, I'm a good person."

"Thank you, brother. My name is Shen Wanjun. What's your name, brother? Where are you from? Please leave your name so I know who saved me."

When you're out in the world, do good deeds anonymously.

Chen Wenfeng straightened his back and said:

"Chenjiazhuang, Chen Wenfeng."

......

When Chen Wenfeng returned to Chenjiazhuang, it was already 9:30 p.m. Although it was early summer, there were hardly any people on the streets.

This is an era without nightlife.

Moreover, this is especially true for a small mountain village like Chenjiazhuang.

I won't return the bicycle today; I'll deal with it tomorrow.

After entering the village, he was so tired that he kept stopping and starting until he finally returned to the watermelon field.

Chen Wenfeng pushed his bicycle to the front of the stone house and took out a roast chicken and beer.

I opened the door and put everything inside.

Although he was very tired, he didn't really want to sleep; his mind was still very active.

What a busy day! Going to a drinking party, rescuing someone and escaping.

He stood in the watermelon patch, smelling the aroma of the watermelon vines, trying to relax.

The clouds in the sky have dispersed, and a bright moon hangs in the southern sky, shining brightly and endlessly.

In this situation, Chen Wenfeng didn't want to compose a poem; he just felt that it would be more poetic to wear a silver ring around his neck and hold a steel fork in his hand.

He didn't go back inside until he was too tired to stand.

Chen Wenfeng lay down fully clothed, his mind racing like a movie. One moment he was drinking with Wu Jiajun and Feng Jianguo, the next he was riding his bicycle with Shen Wanjun on the back, speeding through the night.

Gradually, Wu Jiajun and Feng Jianguo's faces became increasingly blurry, while Shen Wanjun's pretty face became clearer and clearer.

Summer insects chirped in the watermelon patch, and occasionally a dog barked in the distance.

We should bring Chen Xiaohei back tomorrow.

The sounds outside grew fainter and fainter until they were completely inaudible.

Only the moonlight streamed in like water through the latticework of the wooden window.