After talking with the village chief's wife, Luo Ziyi learned that the wild boars in the mountains and forests had nowhere to feed, so they ran to the village to make trouble, destroying the crops that the villagers had worked so hard to plant, so that the villagers could only feed on wild vegetables.

And just now those villagers gathered at the entrance of the village to discuss going into the mountains tomorrow to get rid of those wild boars.

Because of the guests, the village chief's wife took out the only remaining rice at home and cooked rice, and Han Zeyu was injured, eating those wild vegetables did not have any nutrition, and his body could not recover as soon as possible, so Luo Ziyi used the two eggs sent by those villagers, cooked it herself, and made an omelet rice. Test Text Watermark 6.

When Luo Ziyi returned to the house with rice, Han Zeyu was meditating cross-legged, practicing internal strength to heal his wounds, his complexion was much better, but he still needed to recuperate.

Smelling the strong aroma of rice, Han Zeyu opened his eyes, his eyes first fell on her pretty face with red clouds, and then looked at the omelet rice she put on the wooden table, the golden color immediately aroused his appetite, but he had never seen such food.

"What is this?" He asked, raising a frown, got out of bed, and walked to the wooden table and sat down. Test Text Watermark 2.

"It's good to eat some, ask so much!" Luo Ziyi replied lukewarmly, sat on the side and poured a cup of tea to drink, and the thought of Fang Cai Village Chief and his wife eating with wild vegetables, her quiet eyes dimmed a little, and her heart was also very uncomfortable.

Accustomed to her cold attitude, Han Zeyu just frowned, and didn't care about her, if it was according to his previous temperament, he should have caught her and adjusted well. Teach it. Test text watermark 7. He picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful of omelet rice into his mouth, although it was a food he had never eaten before, it tasted really good.

"Did you do it for me yourself?" He raised his eyebrows, his deep eyes staring at her beautiful face, and her soft complexion looked even more delicate against the flickering light of the candles swaying in the wind, making his calm eyes flicker slightly, and he was reluctant to look away.

Feeling his blazing gaze, Luo Ziyi raised his eyes and looked at him coldly, just made a meal for him to eat, why did he stare at her like this, is it possible, from childhood to adulthood, no one has specially cooked for him? Thinking of this, Luo Ziyi naturally remembered Concubine Yun, that woman had made him suffer a lot, so he, the seemingly glamorous and admired god of war by all the people, was actually the same pitiful worm as her, an agent trained by the devil!

"I'll serve you a bowl of soup!" She didn't want to answer the question, so she made an excuse to flee, trying to avoid his fiery eyes, but as soon as she stood up, he grabbed her and fell into his arms. Test Text Watermark 5. Test Text Watermark 3.

If he had been so reckless to her before, she would have resisted a long time ago, but at this moment, she did not react violently, but sat on him calmly, looking coldly at his resolute and handsome silhouette like a knife.

"You're the first one to cook for me!" He spat out the words in a hoarse voice, with a trace of sadness emanating from the bottom of his heart, which touched Luo Ziyi's heartstrings, although this was not the first time she cooked for others, but she never thought that one day, she would also cook for this man who once hated so much. Test Text Watermark 2.

In fact, she was just worried about his injuries and hoped that he would recover as soon as possible and then leave here, because there were still many things for him to do.

Feeling that she has always lost her mind recently, Han Zeyu raised his fingers lightly, and gently stroked her face, the smooth skin like silk made him love it, he bowed his head, put his lips on her, and whispered: "Ziyi, I have done too many things to hurt you before, it is my fault, as long as you are willing to put aside your resentment against me and stay by my side, I will definitely love you well, and I will never let you be hurt again!" ”

Hearing this, Luo Ziyi's heart trembled violently, did she leave her resentment behind? If she still hated him, how could she not kill him three times or twice, but when she saw him injured, she was still worried. Test text watermark 7. However, whether to stay by his side, she still needs to consider, because she is not the kind of little girl who will lose her mind for love, a love death gave her a painful lesson, in this life, she must be cautious, and she will not fall in love without hesitation!

"You eat first, if it's cold, it won't taste good!" Luo Ziyi still chose to escape, she pushed him away, returned to her cold appearance, and dropped a sentence: "I'll go and see if the eldest lady needs help!" He walked out of the room quickly. Test Text Watermark 3.

Watching her leave, Han Zeyu's eyes flashed with loss in an instant, perhaps, he should give her time, he can't force her to be too anxious, otherwise it will backfire. So he didn't think much about it, but buried his head and ate the omelet rice she made until there was not a single grain of rice left.

Luo Ziyi wanted to go to the village chief's wife, but as soon as she came to the courtyard, she heard a slight sound, as if someone was cutting something. Test Text Watermark 6. She walked out of the courtyard gate, and in the cold moonlight, she saw a child of five or six years old sitting on a stone by the door, holding in his hand a long piece of wood that had been cut very evenly, and was constantly sharpening it with a very dull sickle.

The boy was very thin, his face was yellow, as if he were malnourished, his hair was tied together haphazardly, his clothes were shabby and disheveled, and stained with mud, but his eyes were very sharp, and he was attentive to sharpening the wood in his hands. Test text watermark 8.

As if sensing Luo Ziyi's existence, he suddenly raised his head, his bright eyes looked at her, first flashed some vigilance, but quickly became kind, and grinned at Luo Ziyi stupidly.

Presumably this child had some eye contact with her, Luo Ziyi liked him at a glance, and immediately walked over, sat next to him, and asked, "Why are you still cutting wood here if you don't go to bed so late?" ”

"They're going into the mountains tomorrow to kill wild boars, and I want to go with them, but I don't have a weapon, so I want to make a wooden sword myself!" The childish answer is obviously a childish face, but it reveals maturity and stability that does not match his age.

Luo Ziyi had a little more affection for him, and asked, "What's your name?" ”

"My name is Gouyu!" He grinned, revealing two small tiger teeth, and said with a smile, with an embarrassed expression on his yellow-skinned face, and said a little shyly: "Everyone in the village laughs at my ugly name, big sister, don't laugh at me!" ”

Luo Ziyi's heart moved slightly, she brushed away a smile, raised her hand and touched his head, and said, "Since it's ugly, why don't you let your father and mother change your name for you?" ”

This question, the dog's little yellow face immediately dimmed, the whole person suddenly seemed to be a frosted eggplant, and said sullenly: "I don't have a father, listen to my grandparents, the day I was born, the boar ran to the village to make trouble, my father led the villagers to kill the boar, but was bitten by the boar throat, never came back to life, a few days later, ten miles away the bully came into the village to grab things, who knew that he fell in love with my mother, and snatched my mother together, when my grandparents found me, I was lying in the kennel, eating the dog's leftovers, That's why my grandfather named me Dog Leftover......"

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