A warm breath hit Jin Xiaolou's face, with a wisp of grass refreshing and indifferent.

Jin Xiaolou knew that she bumped into a person!

"I've finally found you!"

A deep and unique and beautiful voice rings in my ears.

Still a man!

Jin Xiaolou didn't have time to react, so he was hugged and rolled into the sorghum field on the side with the wind.

There was soft grass underneath him, and Jin Xiaolou was held in his arms by a man, and it was warm all around.

"Who are you! What are you doing! Jin Xiaolou struggled to push the person in front of him, that person's strength was indeed not small, and he let Jin Xiaolou beat and beat without moving.

"This time, I won't let you go again no matter what!" The man spoke softly, but his words were extremely firm, although he couldn't see his face clearly, Jin Xiaolou could feel his irresistible momentum.

For no reason, she thought of that person.

"Is that you?" Jin Xiaolou asked in a trembling voice, "You are the one who took revenge and dragged me into the sorghum field a year ago?" ”

Jin Xiaolou hated it so much, if it weren't for him, Jin Xiaolou wouldn't have died on the delivery bed in the past.

In the quiet of the night, no one spoke for a long time.

Only the surrounding bursts of cicadas, frogs, and a man's powerful heartbeat.

Jin Xiaolou opened his mouth and bit the man's shoulder fiercely.

This time, she was deadly, and she wanted to avenge the ungrateful revenge of Jin Xiaolou in the past, and the smell of blood spread out of her mouth, but the man was still motionless, holding Jin Xiaolou tightly and not letting go, for a long time, before he let out a long sigh gently.

Then he said slowly: "You saved me in the past, this time, let me save you." ”

A large cloud of dark clouds spread out from the sky overhead, revealing a small half-curved moon.

Jin Xiaolou immediately raised his face, wanting to see the man's appearance clearly, but only saw a slender neck and an angular chin.

Jin Xiaolou still wanted to look up, but his eyelids became heavier and heavier, his head was dizzy, and he couldn't wake up.

Finally, at the last second of realizing that he had been drugged, he fell asleep deeply.

It was the sweetest sleep she'd had in the past few days.

It wasn't until the early morning that the thin dew fell wet her long eyelashes.

When I breathed suddenly, my nose was cold, and it was the smell of wet water mixed with the smell of grass blades.

When she opened her eyes, she saw a green sorghum field in front of her, and she sat alone in the middle of the grass, and the warm and green grasshoppers below her hurriedly jumped away.

Jin Xiaolou was stunned, everything last night seemed to be just a dream, and nothing was left after the dream dispersed.

Her wooden basin was still left on the dirt road at the edge of the field, Jin Xiaolou hurriedly jumped up, scales! She didn't return overnight, and she didn't know what was going on with her allergic scales.

The sun had not yet risen, and the mountains in the distance were tinged with astringent darkness.

Jin Xiaolou took three steps into one step, ran to the entrance of the village and fetched a basin of water, and hurried to Jin's house.

The chimney of the wood house was quiet, and no one seemed to have gotten up yet.

The courtyard door was still the same as when he left last night, half-closed, Jin Xiaolou pushed the door open with his shoulder sideways, there was no sound at all in the thatched hut where he lived, and his heart suddenly rose to his throat.

Jin Xiaolou slammed into the door and looked for him on the bed at a glance. The next moment, his hand was weak, and the whole wooden basin fell down, splashing himself wet.

The bed was empty, and there was a shadow of scales somewhere.

Jin Xiaolou was in a state of confusion, and when he broke out of the door, the courtyard was very quiet, only a slight rustling sound in the firewood house on the east side.

It's Zhou's cooking this morning, and it's time to get up when you see the hour, could it be that she took away the scales?

Jin Xiaolou rushed to the door of the firewood room, looked inside, and happened to meet a pair of dark eyes.

It was Huang Guizhi, with black cheeks, and a gray nose of Huang Guizhi sitting in front of the stove, and the scales in the swaddling clothes were on her back.

The hanging heart finally let go, Jin Xiaolou took the scales and hugged them in his arms, the scales' pink and jade little face, the red rash from last night had disappeared mostly, I don't know what I had eaten, it looked full, the little mouth moved, and he fell asleep innocently.

"There was a lot of noise in the yard last night, I was worried that the scales couldn't stand the noise, you couldn't coax you when you cried, and I ran to your house to take a look, but there was only one scale left, you don't know where to run!" Huang Guizhi said as he filled the stove with firewood, "Scales are crying, that's a pitiful, I quickly fed some water, and boiled rice soup to feed a small bowl." ”

"Thank you, Katsura."

Jin Xiaolou's eyes were red with emotion, she knew that Huang Guizhi had grown up in a wealthy family since she was a child, she was a young lady, where would she cook on the fire, looking at her grizzled appearance, she didn't know how much effort it took.

"Thanks for what!" Huang Guizhi smiled sweetly, revealing two shallow dimples, "It's all a family, don't talk about two families." ”

Jin Xiaolou thanked Huang Guizhi from the bottom of his heart.

She and Huang Guizhi are both in the Jin family, but they are not half of the blood relationship, and the real blood relatives, those Jin family members, are so indifferent that they are not as good as strangers.

"I said what are you doing sneakily out of the house in the middle of the night! It turned out that he stole our family's rice to feed the wild mongrel! ”

Zhou kicked open the door of the firewood room with a "bang", a pair of eyes rolled over, and kept looking at Huang Guizhi and Jin Xiaolou, and finally landed on Jin Liang'er, and smiled coldly: "I can't give birth to a son, do you really regard other people's wild seeds as little ancestors?" ”