A fast-paced transmigration story set in a historical fiction era: The fox spirit is enjoying happin

In the years leading up to victory, the enemy was driven to madness and would massacre villages whenever they had the chance.

When Liu Runquan's troops were pursuing, they passed through a village. Blood soaked their straw sandals along the mud. Every man, woman, and child in the village, as well as pigs, dogs, chickens, ducks, cattle, and horses, perished. All the houses were empty, and not a single person survived.

While camped in the village that night, the cooks unexpectedly found a child in a cellar.

After the battle ended, Liu Runquan asked someone to take the child back to his hometown and let his family take care of him. At that time, his wife was carrying out propaganda work around their hometown.

Liu Qianyu stood guard at the door, shivering slightly from the late autumn wind.

"Why aren't they back yet? Aren't they afraid the dorm will lock up...?"

Li Jiaojiao and the others returned to the military area through another gate, the one guarded by Liu Weiguo and his companion.

"Weijiao, you're back so late?" Liu Weiguo quickly approached her when he saw her.

"Where are you going? I'll take you; it's not safe after dark."

The group stopped as Xie Weijiao halted her steps.

Li Jiaojiao frowned. She didn't know this person at all. Couldn't she see that there were so many people around?

Liu Weiguo realized he had said the wrong thing, and he gave an awkward laugh: "I just wanted to keep you company for a while."

“She doesn’t need you to accompany her,” He Jiaping stared at him with cold eyes.

Does it mean he doesn't exist?

Liu Weiguo recognized his face and straightened his expression: "My name is Liu Weiguo, I'm Liu Runquan's son, and I'm..."

"Tch," Li Jiaojiao glanced at it dismissively. "Let's go, what a waste of time."

They really think they're so great just because they're the son of a high-ranking official...

Liu Weiguo didn't realize what had happened until they had all disappeared around the corner.

A surge of humiliated rage rose within him: "I will make this bitch pay!"

Ding Wu stood silently to the side with his arms crossed. He had played with Liu Weiguo since childhood and knew how petty and narrow-minded the guy was.

"Let's go, we'll go find your sister when she gets back."

Speaking of Liu Qianyu, he thought of the packet of medicine he still had left.

Ding Wu didn't like women with Xie Weijiao's looks; he preferred women like Liu Qianyu, who were demure and sweet.

"He Jiaping is back. Hurry up and wait for him at the dormitory."

Liu Qianyu had only taken two steps when she was led by the hand;

Ding Wu pulled her close and stroked her gently: "Wait a minute."

Liu Qianyu quickly pulled her hand back, the hairs on her hand standing on end: "Is there anything else?"

Liu Weiguo handed her the medicine, saying, "I gave you the wrong medicine. I only realized when I got back that it was rat poison that Mom asked me to buy."

"Why didn't you wait until someone was dead before you found out?" Liu Qianyu said angrily.

This is no small matter that can be joked about.

"Nothing happened, how dare you talk to your brother like that?" Liu Weiguo said sternly.

I'm too lazy to argue with you.

After Liu Qianyu ran far away, the two took a side path back to the vicinity of the dormitory and waited there.

Li Jiaojiao didn't want to go to the art troupe's evening class, but Peng Xiaonian personally dragged her there.

"Xiao He, it's not that I'm criticizing you, but why do you let Jiao Jiao slack off so much? You should supervise her more."

Peng Xiaonian had just come out of the dormitory to visit a female soldier in her class who was on sick leave.

They happened to run into Li Jiaojiao saying goodbye to Wei Anle and the others.

He Jiaping didn't respond to Peng Xiaonian's words, but quietly tightened his grip on Li Jiaojiao's hand in the darkness when they weren't paying attention.

He had learned that the evening class was indeed unnecessary, but the leaders in the cultural troupe were worried that if Xie Weijiao set an example, more and more people would skip the class and not make it up.

"After evening class, dozens of us will be going back to the dorm together. You don't need to come with me, go back and rest first," Li Jiaojiao nudged him.

"Okay, I'll bring you some delicious food and wait for you downstairs at the dorm tomorrow morning."

Peng Xiaonian stood a short distance away, waiting for Li Jiaojiao to return before speaking: "It's so good to be young, all lovey-dovey."

Li Jiaojiao leaned against her arm with a grin: "I'll definitely invite Aunt Nian when we have the banquet."

"Are you really sure? Have you thought it through?"

Peng Xiaonian looked at her, unsure how to tell her about the layoffs.