Chapter 50 Strike First

Huang Maomao's expression instantly turned as if he had seen a ghost, and Yin Ge, whose mouth was as if he had swallowed poison, actually started praising people for the first time ever.

Suddenly, Huang Maomao remembered that the atmosphere was always a bit strange whenever Yin Ge and Yan Kui were together, and he finally understood.

My younger sister's chances are completely over.

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The next day.

Yesterday, Yan Kui heard Huang Maomao say that the seeds needed to be watered this morning, so she got up very early.

He carried a small bucket, filled it with some water, and headed towards the village entrance.

In October, the village of Luoxia is shrouded in a thin mist, like a pot of rice soup that has just been lifted from its lid, thickly enveloping the haystacks beside the threshing ground.

The branches of the old willow tree drooped in the mist, occasionally dripping a few dewdrops that made a crisp sound as they hit the bluestone slabs.

Fine dewdrops clung to the tips of the grass blades, only to be scattered and tumbled into the cracks in the soil by the fluttering of an early-rising speckled hen.

After Yan Kui walked for a few minutes, the eastern sky quickly turned a crab-shell blue, and the fog began to fade wisps by wisps.

Occasionally, I would pass by a few elderly men and women, all busy with their own things.

As Yan Kui walked to the village entrance, she could vaguely see a figure on the side of her own land.

Tall and upright.

Yan Kui quickened her pace, and a cool breeze blew by, quickly dispelling the fog.

She saw Wei Yin carrying a watering can to water the plants.

The man was wearing a long-sleeved sweatshirt. He gently carried a watering can in one hand and watered the ground, while the other hand was quietly placed in his pants pocket.

Yan Kui's heart began to race uncontrollably again.

Suddenly, Wei Yin turned around and saw Yan Kui standing to the side, looking somewhat dazed.

"Did the wind blow your brains out?"

Yan Kui snapped out of her daze: "No, if I had known you were coming to water the plants, I would have slept a little longer."

Wei Yin scoffed lightly, with a hint of amusement: "Lazybones."

Yan Kui wasn't embarrassed at all. She walked to the spot where she had planted the seeds yesterday, squatted down, put the small bucket aside, gently touched them with her hand, and asked, "When will they grow up?"

"Before the end of the year."

Yan Kui smiled happily and said to Wei Yin, "Then let's have hot pot together!"

Yan Kui stood up and was about to reach for the small bucket when she suddenly saw a black and yellow snake crawling in the ground that she and Huang Maomao had dug the day before.

Yan Kui screamed in shock: "Ah!!!"

The sound pierced the sky, startling her so much that she jumped onto Wei Yin's chest and clamped her legs tightly around his strong waist.

Wei Yin instinctively reached out and supported Yan Kui's buttocks, then heard her voice tremble and say urgently, "There's a snake!!!"

Wei Yin looked ahead and saw that it was indeed a rat snake.

The rat snake seemed startled by Yan Kui's cries, and its nearly three- or four-meter-long body slithered quickly across the ground, trying to get away from the humans as soon as possible.

Upon seeing this, Wei Yin immediately picked up the small bucket from the ground, picked up Yan Kui, and walked back.

"Don't be afraid, the rat snake isn't poisonous. It will leave on its own soon. Let's go back first."

Yan Kui didn't care whether the snake was poisonous or not; she was just scared. She clung tightly to Wei Yin, burying her head in his chest and refusing to lift it.

Seeing Yan Kui's appearance, Wei Yin hugged the person in his arms even tighter and quickened his pace.

A faint, delicate fragrance wafted from Yan Kui's body, and her light, gentle breaths brushed against his chest, causing Wei Yin's heart to beat faster involuntarily.

It wasn't until I carried the person to the front door that I realized the person in my arms seemed to be much better.

Yan Kui felt the burning heat of the man's chest, her face flushed slightly. She had been really frightened just now. After realizing their current position, she didn't know what to say.

Yan Kui lowered her head, blinked quietly, and decided to strike first.

Before Wei Yin could say anything, Yan Kui, whose head was buried against his chest, moved slightly and whispered, "Wei Yin, your heart is beating so fast..."