As he spoke, he flicked his wrist, and the knife he was using to slice meat cleanly and decisively plunged into a large piece of meat, slicing off a chunk.
Ning Yuan broke out in a cold sweat and suddenly found the meat in her mouth no longer delicious.
He didn't say anything threatening, and his tone was very gentle.
But she... felt a chill run down her spine, as if if she didn't behave, she would become the piece of meat to be cut off.
Ning Yuan suddenly felt very wronged and confused. She was suffering all this time because she didn't trust him!
"It's all because you've been going out late at night these past few days without telling me where you've been," she said irritably.
Why is he acting like he's interrogating her?
“You haven’t returned to work yet, and so many people are watching you. If there’s anything you need to handle alone tonight that you don’t want me to know about, at least let me know!” Ning Yuan became increasingly angry as she spoke.
“We were forced to be together temporarily as ‘husband and wife.’ We each have our own privacy and secrets, and I can understand that!”
But now they are the most conspicuous couple in the village. Given that everyone is in a difficult situation, shouldn't they be more careful and keep in touch with each other if anything happens?
"I don't care what you do, but at least if we get caught, we need to stick to the same story and cover for each other, right?"
"We're still husband and wife. What if the Red Armband officers suddenly come looking for someone or investigating something and find you missing in the middle of the night!" Ning Yuan looked at him irritably.
She's not some idle gossip at the village entrance who pries into other people's private affairs. These days, even gossipy old women have to work in the fields to earn work points!
They are "husband and wife" as one; if he gets caught doing something wrong, she will suffer the same fate!
“Husband and wife…” Rong Zhaonan looked at the petite girl who was puffing up her cheeks, her big eyes glaring at him with anger.
The word made a strange light flash in his eyes, and he lowered his long eyelashes: "I'm sorry, I made you worry."
Whether she was following him to find out something or was genuinely worried that he would be a burden to her, it doesn't matter.
At least, the reasons she gives now are impeccable.
“You’re right, we’re ‘husband and wife’ now. I should let you know if I need anything,” Rong Zhaonan said calmly.
He pointed to the roasting meat by the fire and a pile of things next to it: "Now you see, this is why I've been going into the mountains at midnight lately lately."
Ning Yuan then noticed that besides several wild boars that looked like mountains of meat, there was also a roe deer and a pheasant by the fire...
"You're here to hunt?" Ning Yuan was stunned.
No wonder he had a homemade bow and two machetes at the beginning; it turned out he was hunting in the mountains at night to avoid being seen.
While brushing oil onto the meat, Rong Zhaonan simply said, "The distributed grain isn't enough to fill our stomachs."
Ning Yuan fell silent. No wonder when he took off his clothes, his muscles didn't look like something you could build just by eating those work points.
He was nothing like the silent and reserved person he appeared to be in front of others.
Instead, there are policies from above and countermeasures from below; they will never let him go hungry.
"Hmm, with your skills, you can certainly make a living off the land, as long as no one finds out." Ning Yuan coughed lightly.
Rong Zhaonan glanced at her: "I used to be a reconnaissance soldier, you should know that."
Ning Yuan nodded subconsciously: "Yes, I know, but I didn't expect you to be as skilled as a special forces soldier."
She remembered seeing his resume on television decades later, which mentioned that he had served in the military and had made many outstanding contributions.
It's just a little hard to connect the bespectacled, aloof, and stern bigwig on TV decades from now with the young man in front of me.
"Special forces...you know what special forces are?" Rong Zhaonan handed her another skewer of meat.
There are currently no truly organized special forces units in China.
The special forces she was referring to were probably the special forces units abroad that carry out special reconnaissance, decapitation, and assault missions.
And the word "privacy" doesn't sound like something an average person would use these days; it sounds more like something an educated person from abroad would use.
Ning Yuan, a young educated youth from the provincial capital, seems to know everything about someone who's studied abroad, huh...
A dark glint flashed in Rong Zhaonan's eyes.
Ning Yuan paused in her action of picking up the meat skewers, then smiled and said, "Ah, I read in a book that there are soldiers like this in foreign countries. They are all elite soldiers, and their role is sometimes equivalent to that of an entire division. They are incredibly powerful."
Indeed, the traces of a lifetime are not so easily erased.
Even though she was being very careful, she would still occasionally utter words that were out of step with the times.
Ning Yuan couldn't help but wonder to herself. She took a bite of meat and changed the subject, "Where did you hide the meat while you were hunting these past few days? Won't it spoil in this heat?"
Hopefully, Rong Zhaonan didn't notice anything.
Rong Zhaonan didn't seem to think much of it. He glanced at the pile of wild animal carcasses and frowned slightly. "They won't spoil. I gave the meat to Grandma Xia and Grandpa Tang..."
He paused, then looked at Ning Yuan: "I didn't mean to not take any home to share with you, it's just that Grandma Xia and Grandpa Tang are in special circumstances, they have even less food than I do..."
In any case, these past few days, it could be said that Ning Yuan has been feeding him by getting food from the river.
Ning Yuan shook her head, interrupting him: "These are what you hunted. It's your freedom to share them with whomever you want. You don't need to explain so much to me. We're not really husband and wife. I won't be angry."
As Rong Zhaonan listened to her words, he felt a strange displeasure in his heart.
He frowned slightly: "Don't worry, I won't just let you catch fish in the river from now on."
Ning Yuan smiled, her eyes crinkling, "I catch shrimp and fish so that I won't go hungry, and I'm sharing with you because I want to."
After all, how else could she make the current tycoon Rong owe her a favor?
Rong Zhaonan looked into her clear, dark, grape-like eyes, remained silent for a while, and then suddenly asked slowly, "You just said that we're not a real couple, and you won't care who I give my things to. But what if we were a real couple?"
“Then I will be angry, because no matter what, since we are husband and wife, our little family should be your first priority,” Ning Yuan said decisively.
She looked at the night sky: "Especially when material resources are scarce and limited, if you are not willing to prioritize your family, discuss with your wife how to allocate resources, and do not respect your wife, then why bother starting a family?"
Too many men work outside the home, leaving their families and children to their wives, and then think that the money they earn is theirs.
But clearly, every penny he earns is thanks to his wife's hard work behind the scenes, allowing him to not worry about his family and children; every penny he earns is half from his wife.
When it comes to men, it all becomes—you're useless, I'm the one supporting you.
Ning Yuan snorted: "If a person can allocate their money and resources however they want, then they shouldn't get married. Once you're married, you should be responsible for your partner and children, shouldn't you?"
Rong Zhaonan looked at the young girl in front of him, and somehow he could see indifference and a sense of vicissitude in her youthful and innocent round face.
This was the first time he had ever heard such words.
These days, who doesn't have a wife, kids, and a warm bed? The man is the boss, and his word is law.
Even if women loudly proclaim that they hold up half the sky, in reality, men still hold the reins and run the household.
But for some reason, he felt he couldn't deny Ning Yuan's words.
“Your idea is very ‘advanced,’ but it might affect your future dating prospects,” Rong Zhaonan said casually, sprinkling some salt on the meat.
Ning Yuan looked at him strangely: "Why do you have to find a partner? Will you die if you don't?"
“She won’t die, but how can she live without a man?” Rong Zhaonan raised an eyebrow.
Then, he heard a very thought-provoking statement—
"A woman without a man is like a fish without a bicycle. Men shouldn't overestimate themselves," Ning Yuan said bluntly.
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