Jiang Henian recounted his experiences of the entire day in detail and in a disjointed manner, focusing on the process of bravely kicking open the wooden door and chasing after the butcher with a butcher knife in hand to kill the victim.
Of course, there was no mention of throwing cow dung at Song Wenqing.
As she spoke, she couldn't help but look at the towel torn in two in He Jinshan's hand, and she even forgot to cry.
I was secretly amazed at how strong he was.
Fortunately, I didn't provoke him. I hope Mr. He will never recover his memory.
Uncle He would let the dogs scare me into paying my debts, and my uncle would give me crispy dates to eat.
The more He Jinshan listened, the colder his expression became, and the laziness in his body disappeared completely.
Leng Ning's gaze swept across Jiang Henian's dirty trouser legs.
The little girl who always complained about being tired every day after coming home, was out all day, got bullied while working, got scratched on the neck in a gang fight, and was even coveted by dirty things when she went to the shabby toilet...
I was so scared that I lost my soul.
The unhappiness lingering in my heart grew higher and higher.
He Jinshan frowned sharply, grabbed the slender white ankle, and without saying a word, rolled up the dirty and baggy black trousers to the knees, revealing the snow-white slender legs.
The small bruise on it was particularly eye-catching.
Jiang Henian was startled and his legs shrank, but his ankles were gripped even tighter.
He Jinshan lifted up her arms and legs and checked them without saying a word before raising his eyes.
"So, you chased after him with a knife and attacked him? And you fell into the ditch and got bruised all over."
Jiang Henian's hand was not injured. He pulled it back and pulled up his sleeves awkwardly. He frowned when he heard the words and corrected himself unconvincedly:
"I almost caught up with him. The grass was too dense and tall, and it was dark, so I wasn't paying attention and fell."
He Jinshan did not comment, but just lowered his eyelids slightly, and gently pinched Jiang Henian's bruised knee with his broad wheat-colored hand and pressed it.
Seeing that she frowned but didn't cry out in pain, he skillfully massaged her with the base of his palms and fingertips.
Jiang Henian felt a little numb and painful from being pressed, but also a little comfortable, so he stretched out his legs and did not hide. He supported his hands behind his back and watched his movements with a dazed expression.
He Jinshan suddenly raised his eyes and met her gaze directly.
"Frightened?"
His eyes were very dark, and when he looked at people, it was as if he could see straight into their bones, and his tone was a little gentle.
Jiang Henian was stunned.
The palms supporting her sides slowly tightened, her nose and lips trembled slightly, and tears slowly filled her beautiful eyes.
"You can cry now."
The man's tone was gentle, with a unique sense of lazy teasing, and a hint of indescribable tenderness, as if he was here and could tolerate and control everything.
Jiang Henian raised his arms to cover his eyes.
After a while, tears silently flowed down He Jinshan's cheeks right under his eyelids.
She was terrified.
I was extremely scared and felt very wronged.
Jiang Henian even suspected that it would take him a lifetime to heal the psychological trauma of suddenly meeting that thing in the eyes.
The scene was exactly the same as the classic thriller scene in the movie "The Crucible" where the perverted principal peeked out of the toilet, even closer and more sudden.
Looking back now, her behavior of roaring and slashing at people with a knife was more like an extreme self-defense reaction when she was frightened and collapsed.
Jiang Henian opened his mouth and cried breathlessly. Only now did he completely relax.
My wrist was grasped by a warm and broad hand, pulled down, and my face was held.
The tears were wiped away by the rough fingertips, which was different from the rough method used by the grandma to wipe her face before, and was a little gentler.
He Jinshan lowered his eyes to look at her, and said gently, "Did you see her face?"
Jiang Henian frowned and shook his head, and the tears in his eyes fell away.
"The short, fat one. I hit him with the back of my knife."
“That’s great.”
He Jinshan patted her head in a rewarding gesture and said, "Don't be afraid, your uncle will twist his head off."
He has a handsome and ruffian face, a smiling tone, and speaks bloody words, as if twisting someone's head is an easy and effortless thing.
Jiang Henian hiccuped and bargained: "I'll do it tomorrow."
"Okay, twist it and put it in the toilet."
He Jinshan laughed and stretched out his arms to hug the girl who was crying like a little rabbit again, and rubbed her head with his big hands with a little unfamiliarity to comfort her.
This delicate child was brought here by him.
He can clumsily heal his own injuries, loves to mumble to himself, and secretly has a crush on me. He is so well-behaved.
Normally, she just teases and pinches him, there is no place for some other dirty thing to make her suffer.
While the man was coaxing the child, all kinds of thoughts were running through his mind, and all the dark and cruel head-twisting techniques had gone through his mind.
Jiang Henian was unaware of anything and buried his tears in the broad and strong arms.
The time when I was cheated by my scumbag father and chased for debts every day, and the hardships I had endured during this journey through time flashed through my mind. The more I thought about it, the more desolate I felt. I cried and my head kept going inside.
She cries so much.
He Jinshan felt a little overwhelmed, but couldn't bring himself to push the person away.
He lowered his eyes and saw his ear, which was so red that it seemed to be dripping with blood, sticking out from his arms. The earlobe was like blood jade, clear and red.
I couldn't help but reach out, pinch it, and twist it.
So soft.
Elastic and soft.
Jiang Henian, who was immersed in self-pity, suddenly trembled all over. He pulled his head out of He Jinshan's arms in disbelief, his eyes full of accusations of "Why did you suddenly pinch my ear?"
He Jinshan was also a little surprised.
It's so sensitive that a slight touch on the earlobe will make it tremble like this.
However, his actions were completely contrary to his thoughts. He used the same trick with his two fingers again, applying a little more force and rubbing it a little.
He was satisfied to see the silly girl tremble all over again, almost moaning, and immediately covered her ears and backed away.
Wow...this person!
Even losing his memory doesn't stop him from bullying others!
Jiang Henian's face flushed red from ear to neck. He covered his ears tightly, which were burning hot. With a defensive look on his face, he emphasized with a lack of confidence:
"Don't touch my ears, they're itchy."
He Jinshan laughed muffledly, crossed his arms, and his face showed that domineering and unreasonable look again.
“I haven’t touched it before.”
"What?"
Jiang He was stunned for a moment, and when she came to her senses, even her toes turned red.
Her ears were hot and burning all night and the pain never subsided because she had been kissed.
Jiang Henian felt guilty about this matter, so he could only turn his eyes away, pretend not to understand, and keep silent.
He Jinshan's smile faded, and he suddenly changed the subject and asked, "Where did you get the butcher knife?"
Jiang Henian's whole body stiffened, and he turned back to look at him hesitantly, with a very unnatural expression on his face.
"...Did I mention the butcher knife?"
"I didn't say that... I should have said I chased after him with a sickle..."
He Jinshan narrowed his dark eyes, stared at her, and didn't respond.
Jiang Henian was so nervous being stared at that his fingers were twisted into a knot and he felt extremely annoyed.
She had been keeping the matter of the space hidden very well during this period, but she didn't expect that this time the butcher knife would be pulled out without any preparation.
Who would bring a butcher knife when going to the toilet?!
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