"Woof woof woof woof woof woof..."
"Woof woof woof..."
"Woof... Waaah..."
The round, chubby little black dog barked fiercely at Han Zhiyuan, only to be kicked far away by him.
"You little beast, get out!"
Han Zhiyuan looked around to make sure no one was there, then hoisted Song Yinhua onto his shoulder and led her into the house.
"Han Zhiyuan, get out of here!" Song Yinhua was a little unsteady on her feet.
The scene before her was blurry, and she stumbled along, as if she were drunk. She tried to push Han Zhiyuan away but couldn't muster the strength.
Consciousness gradually became out of control.
He tripped over a protruding clod of earth and fell to the ground, pinning Han Zhiyuan down with him.
"Woof woof..."
The little black dog rushed up and started tearing at Han Zhiyuan.
But it was too small, so Han Zhiyuan grabbed it and threw it hard to the ground some distance away.
The little black dog whimpered in pain, then got up and rushed over to bite Han Zhiyuan's trouser leg to prevent him from hurting his owner.
Han Zhiyuan wanted to bring Song Yinhua inside, but he struggled to even carry fifty pounds of wheat seeds, let alone carry an adult into the house.
There was no one around.
There was only one annoying little black dog.
Han Zhiyuan grabbed the little black dog and found a rock to get rid of the troublesome little dog.
He raised the stone high and slammed it down on the head of the adorable little black dog, when suddenly a fist struck him in the face.
Before he could react, he was punched and sent flying a great distance.
The stone in his hand fell to the ground.
"Who the hell..."
Han Zhiyuan looked up.
"Commander Huo..."
Huo Jianguo looked at him expressionlessly and coldly uttered a single word: "Get lost!"
Han Zhiyuan got up and ran, not daring to say a word of protest.
After he ran far away, he looked back at the distance.
Huo Jianguo carried Song Yinhua steadily into the courtyard.
How did they come to know each other?
Han Zhiyuan remembered that Xie Daguang's cousin from his previous life was specially recruited into the army this winter after his crazy mother died, and later promoted to regimental commander.
He met him many years later.
By then, Cai Xing and her mother had already died.
Xie Daguang later married two more wives. His second wife gave birth to a daughter and then they divorced. His third wife gave birth to a son.
He had seen this mysterious cousin from afar at Xie Daguang's son's tenth birthday party.
Later, this mysterious cousin took good care of him in his daily life.
His youngest daughter's boyfriend was introduced to him by his mysterious cousin through Xie Daguang's connection.
Later, during his hospitalization, this mysterious cousin visited him at the hospital once. At that time, Song Yinhua had just gone to get her medicine and was not in the ward.
Han Zhiyuan felt nervous upon thinking about this.
Did the future Commander Huo see what I just did?
Will it leave a bad impression?
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In the new house, Huo Jianguo put Song Yinhua on the bed, turned around and left, closing the door behind him.
He stood silently outside the door.
Like a loyal dog.
The round little black dog ran into the house, stood in front of Huo Jianguo, stared at him for a while with its big, clear eyes and chubby head tilted. As if sensing that he was not in danger, it wagged its tail and skipped off to play.
In the evening, Song Yinhua finally regained consciousness.
The scene before I lost consciousness flashed through my mind, and I sat up with a start, only to find that my clothes were intact.
In the clean and tidy room, there was no one else but her.
The sunset outside the window is beautiful.
A vast expanse of red clouds on the horizon.
Did Han Zhiyuan knock her unconscious so that she would lie alone in the room for an afternoon?
When Song Yinhua got out of bed and opened the door, she saw the man guarding outside the main room.
It's him again?
Hearing the door to the main room open, the cold-faced, rough man turned around and met Song Yinhua's gaze.
Seeing that Song Yinhua was alright, he nodded politely and left.
"Wait!" Song Yinhua asked, "Did you save me?"
The stern-faced, rough man paused for a moment, then continued walking away.
Song Yinhua quickly stepped forward to block his way.
"Thank you for saving me." Song Yinhua looked into the rough man's cold, narrow eyes. "How did you happen to save me?"
"There are no coincidences in this world." The man's cool gaze also met Song Yinhua's eyes.
The moment their eyes met, Song Yinhua seemed to suddenly understand something.
Why does he always help her?
Why tell her about his personal situation and family circumstances?
If she still doesn't understand, then she's lived two lives in vain.
"You want to be with me?" Song Yinhua asked bluntly.
We're all adults, there's no need to beat around the bush.
A hint of shock flashed in the man's usually calm and collected eyes.
I didn't expect her to be so direct.
"Yes." The cold-faced, rough man uttered a single word, his tone firm and restrained.
"Do you know my situation? I'm three years older than you, and I'm a jinx reincarnated, someone who brings death to people. Aren't you afraid of dying?"
“I am also a reincarnation of a jinx, and we are a perfect match,” the rough-looking man said coldly and reservedly.
This was the first time Song Yinhua had heard such an answer.
Having never been in a relationship in either her past or present life, she has an indifferent attitude towards love.
In her previous life, she was a young girl who also longed for love, but after experiencing her past life, she became indifferent to love and marriage.
Making money is the most important thing!
But the man standing in front of you now, who isn't good with words, seems reliable based on your previous interactions with him.
If he were unreliable, he wouldn't have come to save me. Even if he had, he would have taken advantage of my vulnerability long ago and wouldn't have been waiting outside the main hall door.
In those days, especially in the countryside, a girl's reputation was of utmost importance.
Song Yinhua was willing to give herself another chance so that Han Zhiyuan could finally give up.
"If you still have feelings for me after my brother's wedding, come to my house to propose marriage."
Huo Jianguo's deep black eyes lit up instantly, "Wait for me!"
He left two words and strode away.
When Song Caixing returned home that evening, she saw a piece of cured meat and two fish hanging on the courtyard gate.
"Sister, who hung the cured meat and fish on the door?"
Song Yinhua, who was cooking dinner in the house, came out and guessed who had delivered it.
The round little black dog hopped and jumped, trying to bite the cured meat hanging in mid-air. Song Yinhua hung the cured meat in the kitchen.
"Woof!"
The little black dog was so anxious that it turned around and jumped up with its chubby little body, but as soon as its four short legs left the ground, its round little body fell to the ground.
"Woof woof!"
The little black dog barked at the cured meat hanging in the kitchen.
"Little Black, dinner's ready!" Song Yinhua brought over the goat milk and placed it on the ground.
The round, chubby little black dog pounced over and began to drink the goat's milk with relish.
-
That evening, Han Zhiyuan treated Xie Daguang to dinner and drinks at a small tavern at the edge of the village, asking him to apologize to his cousin.
What happened this afternoon was just a misunderstanding.
He helped Song Yinhua into the house to rest because he saw that she was not feeling well. The little dog kept barking, and he was just joking with it to scare it and make it quiet so that he could help Song Yinhua back to the house to rest and find a doctor to take a look at her.
Xie Daguang laughed.
"You've been up to something again, haven't you? And that kid Huo Jianguo caught you! Hahaha!"
"Da Guang, stop laughing. I'm so worried. Can you explain to your cousin for me? I really didn't mean any harm. Please ask him not to hold a grudge against me."
"So what if he has one? I'm not afraid of him!" Xie Daguang picked up his small wine glass, clinked it against Han Zhiyuan's small wine glass, and then drank it all in one gulp with a cheerful expression.
“Daguang, don’t underestimate your cousin, he…”
"Him what?" Xie Daguang put down his small wine glass, picked up his chopsticks, took a peanut and ate it. "A bastard whose father died and whose mother went crazy, he lived his whole life like a piece of mud, what are you afraid of!"
Han Zhiyuan opened his mouth, but ultimately did not reveal that his cousin would hold a high position in the future.
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