The hunter's leisurely life begins with marrying a female educated youth.

I heard that phrase again.

Zhang Yun stared intently at Han Xuemei, and seeing her nervous and frightened appearance, his heart trembled. How could he have been so willing to reject such a good girl in his previous life?

In such a special era, it takes immense courage for a girl to take the initiative to ask for marriage.

Zhang Yun didn't speak, but walked up to Han Xuemei, and the two of them were almost touching.

The two looked closely at each other and could clearly see the subtle changes in each other's eyes.

"Xuemei, you know that my family only has three mud-brick houses, and they leak when it rains. With such difficult conditions, are you still willing to marry me?"

Zhang Yun asked softly.

The title was changed directly, from Han Zhiqing to Xuemei.

In an instant, Han Xuemei sensed Zhang Yun's feelings.

"I'm willing. I only want you. I'm willing to suffer with you..."

Han Xuemei quickly spoke up to assure them, which was also what she truly felt.

Since being sent to the countryside, Han Xuemei has also experienced three years of educated youth life in Jiuwan Village. During these three years, she was assigned to the fifth production team where Zhang Yun was located. She always received help from Zhang Yun when working in the fields.

As a girl who grew up in the city, Han Xuemei was able to persevere in the production team for three years thanks to Zhang Yun's help.

Therefore, over the past three years, Han Xuemei has come to know Zhang Yun very well and has a high opinion of his character.

A few days ago, Han Xuemei learned from her parents' letter that they had found a middle-aged widowed workshop director for her. As long as she married him, the workshop director could help her younger brother get a job in the factory and start eating government-subsidized food.

Han Xuemei has been suffering physically and mentally these past few days. Of course, she is unwilling to marry a middle-aged man and become someone else's stepmother. The thought of it makes her feel hopeless.

After much deliberation, Han Xuemei made a decision: she could not let her parents control her and sacrifice herself for her younger brother.

Today, Han Xuemei finally made up her mind: she would go to his house to ask for his hand in marriage.

As long as Han Xuemei marries Zhang Yun, she can stay in Jiuwan Village.

Zhang Yun reached out and cupped Han Xuemei's cheeks.

Han Xuemei froze instantly. She hadn't expected Zhang Yun to be so direct and make such an intimate gesture.

In 77, a time of extremely simple and honest customs, even lovers dared not hold hands in public, let alone engage in intimate acts such as holding hands on the head.

"Xuemei, do you know?"

"I've noticed you ever since you cut in line."

"Your simplicity, diligence, perseverance, and kindness—so many wonderful qualities are concentrated in one person. I've liked you for three years."

"But as you can see, my family is very poor."

I don't have the courage to confess my feelings to you, so I can only bury my love deep in my heart.

"I never expected you to have so much courage to come to me."

"You ask me if I'm willing to marry you? Of course I am."

"If you trust me, Zhang Yun, I will not let you down."

At this moment, Zhang Yun also fully expressed his true feelings.

Whether it was because of his unrequited love in his previous life or out of guilt, Zhang Yun could not let Han Xuemei suffer any longer, nor could he push her to the brink of death.

Han Xuemei stared at Zhang Yun, who was so close to her, in surprise. She hadn't expected that Zhang Yun had secretly loved her for so long, and she could feel his sincere affection for her. At this moment, tears welled up in her already moist eyes.

"Thank you, Zhang Yun."

Han Xuemei said emotionally, her anxiety completely dissipating as she finally received a promise.

At this moment, Zhang Yun's expression froze.

It wasn't because of Han Xuemei's words of thanks, but because a strange space suddenly appeared in Zhang Yun's mind. There was a plot of land about an acre in size, and on this land stood a ten-meter-high boulder. At the top of the boulder was a spring, and the spring water kept gushing out and rolling down from the boulder.

At the same time, there is a line of text above the boulder.

Acceleration Points: 0

This was quite surreal, and Zhang Yun couldn't understand for a moment how such a scene could appear in his mind.

But considering that even rebirth has happened to me, it doesn't seem so unacceptable to encounter such a bizarre scene again.

Besides, Zhang Yun had read some fantasy novels in his previous life and knew that the so-called protagonists all had their own cheat codes.

"Perhaps, this is the cheat code I received after being reborn."

Zhang Yun inwardly mocked himself.

Han Xuemei saw Zhang Yun staring blankly and panicked, fearing that Zhang Yun would regret it.

"Zhang Yun, Zhang Yun, what's wrong?" Han Xuemei shook Zhang Yun's body.

At this sound, Zhang Yun immediately woke up, smiled at Han Xuemei, and said happily, "I was so happy just now, I was thinking about the wonderful days to come, it felt like a dream. I, Zhang Yun, can actually marry such a knowledgeable and well-mannered wife as you."

Having been given a second chance at life, Zhang Yun immediately came up with an excuse.

Han Xuemei was overwhelmed by such a strong expression of love. Her face flushed red, and she lowered her head shyly, but her heart was filled with sweetness.

"I'm not that good..." Han Xuemei's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, barely audible.

"Don't be so modest. You are wonderful, you are exceptional. You are the best woman in the world. I, Zhang Yun, must have done countless good deeds in my past life to be able to marry you in this one."

Since it was free, Zhang Yun continued his relentless pursuit.

Han Xuemei was even more overwhelmed, her face flushed with embarrassment.

Zhang Yun knew that women of this era were simple and honest, and indeed found it difficult to handle such intense, corny pickup lines, so he said no more.

At this moment, Zhang Yun said earnestly, "Xuemei, give me a month. I will find a way to earn some money. I will ask a matchmaker to come and propose marriage. I want to marry you in a dignified and glorious way."

No amount of sweet talk can compare to this one sentence.

Han Xuemei was overjoyed to receive Zhang Yun's promise, her face beaming like a blooming flower, and she nodded excitedly.

"Okay, I'll wait for you..." Han Xuemei replied happily, her joy barely contained.

Ding-dong...

Just then, the work bell rang for the village's production brigade.

This is to inform everyone that there are ten minutes left for the production team members to gather at the old camphor tree square in the village.

Han Xuemei came to Zhang Yun's house during her lunch break, and she became anxious when she heard the work bell ring.

"I have to go to work this afternoon, so I need to go to the square to meet up."

Zhang Yun stopped Han Xuemei, who was about to turn around and walk away, and suddenly kissed her with lightning speed.

Her cherry lips were very soft.

"Ah..." Han Xuemei was stunned.

She really didn't expect Zhang Yun to be so bold and unrestrained... Is this really the honest and kind Zhang Yun she knows?

It's like she's a completely different person.

"This is the kiss that sealed our love."

Zhang Yun smiled and then released Han Xuemei.

"You...you're so annoying."

Han Xuemei blushed, muttered a curse under her breath, but with a strange excitement in her eyes, she quickly ran away.