Hu Miaomiao tiptoed, quietly took half a step back, and then another half step. When she saw that she was not noticed, she couldn't help but feel happy.
Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps, which scared her and hid again.
An old woman in her fifties walked over quickly. She had dark skin, deep wrinkles, but a strong body, and spoke sharply: "Jiang Meng, you are back."
"Aunt Fu, it's dark, why are you here?"
"I picked a lot of vegetables this morning and will give you some." After saying this, he handed over the basket of vegetables in his hand.
The man did not delay. After accepting it, he cut off a large piece of tiger meat and gave it to her.
Originally, he wanted to catch a chicken, but Aunt Fu quickly refused and gave her another large bowl of chicken soup.
Aunt Fu felt a little embarrassed, wiped her hands, and said with emotion: "Then I'm not welcome."
Before leaving, she murmured: "What a wonderful child, but it's a pity that he is not married yet..."
Jiang Meng lived at the foot of the mountain, far away from the village. There was only one family nearby. After the male master passed away, Aunt Fu was left alone and helpless.
Aunt Fu has no children, so she sends all her vegetables and chickens here. Jiang Meng is also cold-faced and warm-hearted, and he takes good care of her.
Aunt Fu often said that she didn't have a few more years to live, and she only hoped that he would marry and have children soon, and help take care of the children.
But marriage is something that just happens.
What's more, Jiang Meng's origin is unknown. He heard that his parents were killed by him, and even the old hunter who adopted him was killed by him!
No one with any conscience would want to marry him.
Fortunately, he doesn't feel lonely either. He usually goes hunting in the mountains and raises chickens and ducks. If one day he gets married, he will give all the money he has saved to his wife and let her buy whatever she likes.
Men, the money they earn is spent on their wives.
"He doesn't look like a bad guy." Hu Miaomiao breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, a burst of fragrance wafted in, making people hungry.
"So hungry..."
Hu Miaomiao was immediately discouraged and took a deep breath. She felt even hungrier and couldn't lift her energy.
Turning around, Jiang Meng put down the bucket and strode to the kitchen. He didn't know what he was doing in there, but the scent of the air became even stronger.
After a while, he came out again and threw the tiger skin on the bamboo pole, not afraid that anyone would steal it.
Suddenly, he paused and looked to the side. Hu Miaomiao was so frightened that he tightened his neck and dared not look around.
The stars were shining brightly, and the bright moonlight fell on the branches.
Hu Miaomiao squatted outside the fence and waited and waited. She felt that her legs were numb and her eyes were black. Then she hunched over and crept into the yard.
"Cackle, cluck..."
A hen was frightened and flapped her wings and screamed.
Hu Miaomiao was in a hurry and said in a low voice: "Don't... don't scream..."
At this time, another big rooster was woken up and crowed in a daze: "Oh, oh, oh..."
This is bad!
Hu Miaomiao didn't have time to think too much, she ran into the small kitchen and put her ear to the door, her heart in her throat.
Silence returned outside the door, but luckily the hunter was not awakened.
After taking a look, Hu Miaomiao found a pot of leftover soup in the pot. After taking a bite, it was still warm.
"smell good……"
This is the delicious food in the world. It would be great if I could drink it every day.
Hu Miaomiao took one mouthful after another, sighing from time to time, feeling hot all over and coming to life.
Her eyes were like water, and when she smiled, there was a slight blush at the corners of her eyes, just like peach blossoms in bloom. She was both ignorant and seductive, like a fox demon, incredibly beautiful.
Although Hu Miaomiao has long been transformed into a human form, her temper is still cheerful. A sip of chicken soup can make her forget her worries.
"Is the chicken soup delicious?"
Hu Miaomiao nodded and said with crooked eyebrows, "It tastes good."
"Since it tastes good, would you like to drink more?"
"Okay!" Upon hearing this, Hu Miaomiao nodded hurriedly: "Thank you so much... um... eh?"
Turning her head blankly, she saw a tall man standing at the door, staring at her with burning eyes, as if he wanted to eat someone!
No, I was discovered!
Hu Miaomiao was startled, spinning around like a kitten with fried fur, but the kitchen was so small, where could she escape?
Jiang Meng was tall and thick, and now only wore a short coat, revealing his strong chest. He was actually more powerful than the dead tiger in the yard.
Hu Miaomiao's heartbeat quickened and she didn't dare to look directly into his eyes.
During the hesitation, the man strode forward, making a dull thumping sound, like a heavy hammer hitting his heart, which made Hu Miaomiao even more panicked. When he wasn't paying attention, she rushed out the door.
However, this run is tantamount to throwing yourself into a trap.
Jiang Meng snorted coldly and grabbed her arm.
"Let me go! Let me go!"
Hu Miaomiao was so anxious that she almost cried. She kept slapping the man's arm, but her strength was too weak. Instead of letting the man let go, she hurt herself.
"Who are you?" Jiang Meng's voice was low and hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, and it was inexplicably magnetic.
He leaned forward slightly and looked at the person with squinted eyes, showing a domineering air that could not be rejected.
At this moment, Hu Miaomiao was even more panicked. While slapping the man's strong arms, he shouted in a hoarse voice: "Don't... don't catch me, and don't eat me..."
It was too scary. This man's aura was scarier than any tiger beast he had ever seen. If he was caught, he didn't know what would happen to him.
Her nails were very sharp, and Jiang Meng's arms were scratched with several bloody marks. He couldn't help but laugh angrily: "When did I say I wanted to eat you?"
Hu Miaomiao's eyes lit up, and she gasped and asked: "Then...then let me go?"
In anticipation, her eyes were like water waves, and her thin and curved eyebrows became vivid. Although her little face was dirty, it was not difficult to see the alluring beauty.
Jiang Meng was stunned. He had lived alone all year round and had never had contact with little girls. He didn't know that they were so tearful and fragile.
He was stunned for a moment, and then Hu Miaomiao seized the opportunity, pulled out her little hand, and was about to run away, but the world spun around and an irresistible force grabbed her hard.
"ah!"
Hu Miaomiao screamed, her whole body was pressed against the wall, and her hands were raised above her head.
She raised her foot, but before she hit the man, she was pressed hard, and her face turned pale with fright.
"Ugh, it hurts!"
