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A warm breath landed on Jin Xiaolou's face, bringing with it a fresh and indifferent taste of grass.

Jin Xiaolou knew that she had met a person!

"I've finally found you!"

A low, yet unique, and pleasant voice resounded in his ears.

A man!

Before Jin Xiaolou could react, she was hugged by someone and rolled into the sorghum field with the wind blowing around.

Beneath him was soft and messy grass. Jin Xiaolou was being embraced by a man and his surroundings were filled with warmth.

"Who are you!?" What are you trying to do! " Jin Xiaolou struggled wanting to push the person in front of him away, but that person's strength was not weak at all.

"This time, no matter what, I will not let you go!" The man said gently, but her voice was firm. Although Jin Xiaolou could not see his face clearly, she could feel his irresistible aura.

For no reason, she thought of that person.

"It's you?" Jin Xiaolou asked in a trembling voice, "Are you the person who, one year ago, returned kindness with enmity and dragged me into the sorghum field?"

Jin Xiaolou hated him so much that her teeth itched. If not for him, Jin Xiaolou would never have died in childbirth.

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

Only the chirping of cicadas and the strong heartbeats of men could be heard.

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

This time, she used all her strength and wanted to avenge the past Jin Xiaolou, who had lost her benefactor, and the taste of blood spread from her mouth. However, the man still remained motionless, tightly hugging Jin Xiaolou and not letting go.

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

A great cloud had parted in the sky above, revealing a half-moon.

Jin Xiaolou immediately raised her head, wanting to see the man's appearance clearly. However, she only saw her long neck and sharp chin.

Jin Xiaolou still wanted to look up, but her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, her head was dizzy, and she started to lose consciousness.

Finally, at the last second when he realized that he had been drugged, he fell into a deep sleep.

This was the sweetest sleep she had had in the past few days.

It was safe until the thin dew of early morning moistened her long eyelashes.

When he took a deep breath, his breath felt cool. It was the smell of wet steam mixed with the scent of grass.

When she opened her eyes, she saw the green sorghum field in front of her. She was sitting alone in the middle of a field of grass.

Jin Xiaolou was startled, everything that happened last night seemed to be just a dream, nothing was left behind after the dream ended.

Her wooden basin was still left on the dirt road beside the field. Jin Xiaolou quickly jumped up. After not returning for an entire night, Lin'er, who was extremely allergic to her, did not know how she was doing.

Before the sun rose, the mountains in the distance were suffused with a rough green light.

Jin Xiaolou took three steps in a row, ran to the entrance of the village and filled a basin full of water, then hurriedly rushed to Jin Family.

The chimney of the firewood house was quiet, and no one seemed to have risen yet.

The courtyard door was still the same as when it left last night, half closed. Jin Xiaolou pushed the door open with her shoulder, and found not a single sound coming from the cottage she lived in.

Jin Xiaolou crashed into the door and looked for the bed with a single glance. The next moment, her hand went soft and the wooden basin fell down, splashing all over her body.

The bed was completely empty, without a trace of Lin'er.

Jin Xiaolou's mind was in a mess, she rushed out the door. The courtyard was extremely quiet, with only some rustling sounds coming from the woodshed to the east.

Madame Zhou was cooking this morning, and she should be up by the time it was time. Could it be that she carried Lin'er away?

Jin Xiaolou rushed to the door of the firewood house and looked in, just in time to see a pair of black eyes looking at him.

It was Huang Guizhi, with a jet-black face and a nose covered in ashes. Huang Guizhi was lying in front of the stove while the one on her back was the swaddled Lin'er.

Jin Xiaolou took Lin'er's arm and hugged him. On Lin'er's jade carved little face, the red rash from last night had already disappeared by more than half. It was unknown what he had eaten and he looked full, but with a twitch of his small mouth, he simply fell asleep.

"Last night, the courtyard was very noisy. I was worried that Lin'er would not be able to bear the noise and cry, but you won't be able to coax me. I ran into your house to take a look, but there was only Lin'er there. Huang Guizhi said as she filled a log into the stove, "Lin'er is crying so loudly that it's really pitiful. I quickly fed some water and rice soup to the small bowl."

"Thank you, Gui Qi."

Jin Xiaolou's eyes reddened. She knew that Huang Guizhi grew up in a wealthy family, and was the young miss, so how would she even know how to cook? Looking at her dejected look, it was unknown how much effort she put in.

"Thank me for what!" Huang Guizhi smiled sweetly, revealing two dimples. "We are one family, let alone two families."

However, Jin Xiaolou truly thanked Huang Guizhi from the bottom of her heart.

She and Huang Guizhi both resided in the Jin Family, but did not have the slightest bit of blood relation. However, true blood relatives and those people in Jin Family were so cold and distant that they could not even be compared to strangers.

"What are you doing sneaking out of the house in the middle of the night! It turns out that they stole our family's rice to feed the wild bastards! "

Madame Zhou kicked open the firewood door with a "bang". Her eyes turned over and over, continuously sizing up Huang Guizhi and Huang Guizhi, and in the end, landed on Jin Lin'er. He sneered: "You can't give birth to your own son, do you really think of other people's wild children as your little ancestors?"