The fake daughter is so crazy! After going to the countryside, she is spoiled by a rough man every d

Seeing that he was so confident, He Jing gritted her teeth in anger, "Zhou Qian, why do you think I will definitely marry you?"

"Of course I will." Zhou Qian nodded seriously, "As long as you don't marry someone else, I will always have a chance."

"Even if you marry someone else, I still have a chance." Zhou Qian shrugged shamelessly, "But in this Hekou Village, no one dares to marry you while I'm here."

He Jing was so angry that she laughed, "Are you the bully here?"

"That's not the case." Zhou Qian shook his head to deny it, and then spread his hands helplessly, "It's just that they don't dare to compete with me."

He Jing didn't want to talk anymore.

"Have you thought about it?" Zhou Qianan got back to the point, "Do you want to go to the secret base with me?"

As he spoke, Zhou Qian raised his eyebrows and winked at her.

He Jing pinched her palms, thought for a while, gritted her teeth and nodded in agreement, "Go!"

"You really dare to agree to it? Aren't you afraid that I will do something to you?" Zhou Qian'an ran his tongue across his teeth, puffed up one cheek, and looked at her with a smile.

He Jing stared at his playful eyes and clenched her palms again, "If you don't want to, forget it."

Having said that, she turned around and went back, holding the clothes.

Zhou Qian didn't move. He just stood there, watching her figure going further and further away.

He Jing was almost up the hill, but still didn't see Zhou Qian catching up with her. She clenched the clothes in her arms and wanted to look back, but the idea was quickly denied.

All men are the same.

He Jing couldn't help but think so.

But the next second, her heart skipped a beat. This shouldn’t be right. Why should she have expectations for Zhou Qian’an?

Isn’t what happened in the previous life enough?

He Jing bit her lower lip and secretly despised herself.

I've lived my life again, how can I ask for so much?

I had already made it up before I came back, that in this life, all I wanted was for my family to be safe and happy.

Nothing else matters.

He Jing took a deep breath, walked up the slope, turned and headed towards home.

After Zhou Qian'an, who was standing by the river and couldn't see He Jing anymore, glanced at the bushes next to him and smiled coldly.

Zhou Qian picked up the fishing gear that he had thrown on the ground and walked to the edge of the grass.

When the two men saw him coming, they subconsciously shrank back.

"You all look quite lost." Zhou Qian'an stood in front of them, his tall figure looming over them.

I don’t know how much time had passed. He Jing was almost walking back home when she suddenly heard footsteps approaching. She was so scared that she turned around and saw that it was Zhou Qian’an again. She didn’t know what was going on, but her heart settled down again.

This realization made He Jing frown. When did she start to trust a man so much?

"Let's go." Zhou Qian'an originally wanted to scare her, but he didn't expect her to react so quickly, so he had to take his hand back.

"Take you to take a bath."

"Aren't you unwilling?" He Jing asked suspiciously.

Zhou Qi'an had already walked ahead. When he heard her say that, he turned back and raised his eyebrows slightly, "There were two people by the river just now, have you forgotten?"

"If we let them see us leaving together, the whole village will know that you are with me by this afternoon, not tomorrow."

"Now, you have to marry me even if you don't want to."

He Jing: “…”

After living for several decades, I almost forgot that in 1976, people were still very concerned about the separation between men and women.

"If you want it to be spread like this, I don't mind." Zhou Qian'an suddenly added.

He Jing choked and replied unhappily, "Is it interesting to add this sentence?"

She was more speechless that day than in her entire previous life.

Moreover, she has obviously lived for several decades longer and has long since become indifferent to everything and shouldn't care about anything.

But in front of Zhou Qianan...

She seemed to have really returned to the year when she was eighteen.

why?

He Jing raised her eyes and looked at Zhou Qian who was walking in front of her.

The sunlight was bright, the man's back was broad and flat, and the vest slightly obscured the line between his shoulder blades and spine, but it was not difficult to imagine that the line must be smooth and powerful.

He Jing was dazzled by the sunlight and squinted her eyes slightly. Then she looked at his back and suddenly thought of how solid and strong it was. Compared with the old man in her previous life, Zhou Qian'an's back was full of strength and she felt at ease.

The old man's bald head and belly flashed through her mind, and she thought of his furious beating. She clenched her fists instantly, and the veins on the back of her hands bulged.

Can't think about it anymore.

That was something from the previous life and has nothing to do with this life.

It will never happen again in this life.

And he will have nothing to do with it anymore.

Forget him!

He Jing closed her eyes and took a deep breath. When she opened her eyes again, Zhou Qi'an had actually stopped and turned around.

"What's wrong?" He Jing asked uncomfortably when she saw him looking at her.

Zhou Qian stared at her, his eyes swept over her clenched fists, his brows knitted again and again, "Nothing."

Zhou Qian turned back.

This time, the distance between the two was a little further.

He Jing didn't say anything and followed silently.

For the rest of the journey, neither of them spoke again.

It was so quiet that the only sounds were the chirping of birds, the buzzing of insects, and the rustling of cattail sandals stepping on the grass.

He Jing looked at Zhou Qian'an from time to time, and then looked at the scenery on the roadside.

Before we knew it, we had entered the mountains. With the shade of trees, the sun wasn't so strong, and the breeze was a lot cooler.

The road ahead became more and more remote, but He Jing was not worried.

Zhou Qian suddenly looked back and saw that she seemed to relax, her thin lips slightly raised, and she continued walking forward.

After a while, Zhou Qian stopped and pointed to the trickling mountain spring water in front and said, "It's right here."

He Jing looked over and saw that there were trees around, but the spring was so thin and so low, which was a bit troublesome.

"There's a thatched hut over there." Zhou Qian continued, "It was built by the hunters in the village."

"There are no hunters in the village now, but the thatched house is still there." Zhou Qian continued, "There is a bucket inside, it's clean, it's still very convenient for you to take a bath."

"Thank you." He Jing saw the thatched hut.

Zhou Qianan hummed, "I'll go get you some water."

"Take a rest."

After saying that, Zhou Qi'an walked towards the thatched cottage, then turned back and said to her, "Everyone in the village drinks the water here."

"If you are thirsty, you can drink."

Zhou Qian thought for a moment and added, "Sweet."

"Well, thank you." He Jing nodded, watched him walk away, turned back to look at the gurgling spring water, and seemed to have the impression that the directions in which the eldest brother and second brother went to fetch water were different.

Out of curiosity, He Jing washed her hands, scooped up a handful of water and took a sip. It was really sweet and had a special taste.

But not unpleasant.

It's amazing.

He Jing couldn't help but take another sip.

Zhou Qian'an came back and couldn't help laughing when he saw her drinking water in small sips. His eyes fell on her delicate white palms again, but he suddenly found that her palms were turning red, and his brows twisted instantly.

"What do you do at work?" Zhou Qian asked.