The Love Adventures of a Country Girl

The girl was successful immediately, thinking that she had one less enemy and one more friend, which was also a good choice.

Now it depends on who Mo Yan will give his true heart to.

The yellow wolf stood at the gate of the yard, extremely anxious. He looked left and right, but there was no sign of the girl returning home.

Where did she go mysteriously?

He also didn't allow himself, including Mo Yan, to follow her.

She has some unspeakable secret.

Isn't there any danger?

The girl jumped and skipped to the yellow wolf, smiling happily.

"You look so happy, where have you been?"

The yellow wolf's low voice sounded, and he looked at the smiling girl.

"secret."

The girl smiled and made a face at the yellow wolf.

"Are you so happy?"

When Huang Yelang saw the girl, he made a mysterious face to himself and shook his head, unable to guess what she was thinking.

Ugh!

Nowadays, it’s hard to guess what girls are thinking.

No matter how much I guess, I still can't figure it out.

White guess.

"I just go crazy every day."

Du Cuilan looked at the girl who had just returned home with an unhappy look and cursed at her.

"What a bitch."

Ever since Du Cuilan hit the maid last time and was stopped by Huang Yelang, she thought about it and stopped being so harsh on the maid.

However, every day when Du Cuilan saw the maid going out to act crazy, she couldn't help but scold the girl a few words in displeasure, unlike before when she would beat her or scold her.

The girl knew in her heart that this was all thanks to the yellow wolf.

It was he who bravely stopped his mother from beating him.

It was the way his mother looked at him that had changed significantly.

It was he who made her feel a little maternal love.

The girl was very grateful to Huang Yelang, but she also hated him, not just because he hit her.

What would have happened if he had stopped his mother from hitting her in time?

What would it be like if he had never hit himself?

"I am back."

The weasel walked into the yard happily, holding the girl's favorite croissant in his hand, which tasted crispy and sweet.

"dad."

Seeing the weasel who had just returned home, the girl ran to her father, happily took the croissant from his hand, and smiled exaggeratedly.

"so much."

The girl was happily counting the croissants in her hand, not noticing the sour look in the yellow wolf's eyes.

"If there's less, I'm afraid you won't have enough to eat."

The weasel looked at the girl in front of him with a smile on his face. She was his pistachio. Since he brought her home, this family has added a lot of vitality.

Everyone said that Yatou was an ominous girl.

She will bring bad luck to her parents at home and to her husband after marriage.

The weasel didn't believe it at all. He always treated the girl as his own daughter.

What's wrong with no blood relationship?

Compared to those cold-blooded people, weasels are hundreds, thousands, and millions of times stronger than them.

The weasel vaguely remembered how he brought the girl back that night eighteen years ago. The faces of the people around him at the fork in the road were still vivid in his mind, and their words were always echoing in his ears.

The weasel remembered it in his heart and vowed to take good care of the girl and raise her to adulthood.

Now, the weasel got what he wanted. Looking at the pretty girl in front of him, he smiled, so happily.

He was not only loyal to the girl's biological parents, but also to his own conscience.

The weasel didn't know where the girl came from.

All we know is that she was an abandoned baby.

The weasel never told the girl that she was an abandoned baby, a child that no one wanted.

He knew that the girl knew his life story better than anything else, but she just wouldn't tell him or ask about it.

Although the girl occasionally gets into trouble when she goes out, the weasel knows in his heart that it is not the girl's fault. She is just too young and does not know how to protect herself.

Huang Yelang was observing the girl and her father from the side. They really looked like a real father and daughter. As his son, I seemed like an outsider in front of my father, an outsider who was related to him by blood.

What kind of power does the girl have that makes her father like her so much, making the yellow wolf next to her jealous.

"All I do is buy delicious food for the girl all day long."

Du Cuilan looked at her husband beside her, rolled her eyes at him and spoke indignantly.

"Neither have I seen it. What have you bought for your son?"

When the weasel heard the complaints from his wife Du Cuilan, he quickly smiled and said.

"Aren't you the one who loves your son?"

Huang Yelang looked at his mother with a complaining look, "Mom, how do you love me?"

Look at daddy, how he loves you, girl.

What a world of difference.

Du Cuilan saw her son's dissatisfied look and looked at him harshly.

"What are you complaining about? I'm glad I didn't hit you."

The yellow wolf was speechless, oh my god!

Is this my mother?

Why does she feel like a stepmother? And the biological father might also be a stepfather.

The girl is like her own child, but I, Huang Yelang, am like someone who was picked up and abandoned.

The girl looked at the unhappy Huang Yelang with a smile, took out the lamb croissant she had selected, walked up to him, and handed it to him with a smile.

"Eat! We are all good children of our parents."

Huang Yelang felt so ashamed by what the girl in front of him said. My good boy, how could he be so inferior to her?

She is the good child. No matter in front of her father or mother, she has always tried hard to be that good child.

He is a good child who never fights back when being beaten or retaliates when being scolded.

Du Cuilan looked at the girl beside her son, thoughtfully wondering if the girl was her biological daughter like her son.

As the saying goes, a child who is adopted is an ungrateful person who can never be tamed.