My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

Zhang Hao quickly shook his head in denial.

"No, I was just wondering, would people really be willing to buy you anything just because they're playing house with you?" Are people really that generous these days? Are Westerners really that magnanimous? Zhang Hao felt increasingly uneasy.

"Because I'm cute! Everyone sees how cute I am and likes me a lot, so they're willing to buy me anything I want."

The little girl hugged her Barbie doll and nodded earnestly. Han San, standing beside her, wholeheartedly agreed, immediately chiming in, "That's right, that's right! You're so cute, everyone will love you!"

Chen Anshui echoed the sentiment, and even the little koi, who never admitted that others were cuter than herself, spoke up in agreement.

This reaction completely won over the three of them! What is it about this little girl that makes her companions praise her so highly?
"Big brother, you've been staring at me ever since you came in. Do you think I'm a monster, like Dad does, and that I don't deserve everyone's love?"

The little girl clutched her doll, her emerald eyes gleaming with a cold light, as rational and calm as a wild beast. It was as if she would instantly transform into a ferocious beast and pounce on anyone who dared to utter a single unpleasant word.

Zhang Hao closed his eyes, avoiding eye contact with the girl. The instant he closed them, he suddenly felt as if he were surrounded by water. He tried to open his eyes, but couldn't. He was conscious, but his body was completely out of his control.

"If you don't answer my question, that means you agree. Why do you think I'm a monster? Does liking to play house make you a monster? Why are you adults always so unreasonable?"

The little girl looked at Zhang Hao with tears welling up in her eyes, her brows furrowed with confusion.

"I don't think you're a monster. I just feel like I'm still soaking in the hot spring, even though I've already left it," Zhang Hao muttered to himself, patting his forehead. The sensation of being enveloped by water lingered, yet upon closer inspection, everything seemed normal.

Looking at the little girl before him, Zhang Hao felt something was off, but upon closer inspection, she was clearly just an ordinary little girl. Could he be overthinking things? No, at his level, intuition often foreshadowed some kind of warning. This little girl definitely had a problem.

Zhang Hao patted the little girl's head without saying a word: "I'm soaking in a hot spring, but it feels like I'm not. It feels like I'm dreaming. My mind might not be very clear right now, and I might be speaking without thinking. I hope you don't mind."

The little girl smiled contentedly and said matter-of-factly, "Ah, as long as you don't mind me and are willing to play house with me, I won't be angry."

Zhang Hao's brow twitched slightly. He squatted down and patiently asked, "Okay, if this is what you want, I'll play house with you. Now I'm your big daddy, what kind of daddy do you want me to play?"

When Zhang Hao asked that question, the entire space suddenly went dark, as if the power had gone out. But the little girl was completely unaffected. She frowned, then grinned and said, "Although I also want a better daddy, I know my real daddy can't be that good. You'll play my dad, he's one."

She paused here, as if lost in memories.

"I remember now, my dad must be someone who seems serious and intelligent on the surface, but is actually incredibly foolish. He's always self-righteous and never listens to advice. You're my dad now, so come on, you have to play this role well!"

Zhang Hao had initially just given a perfunctory reply, but after agreeing and hearing these words, he found himself unable to refuse. He felt that since he had promised, he had to keep his word. "Fine, then you go home right now! Don't play around here, and don't cause trouble for everyone! If you cause more trouble and kill more people, I'll have no face to face the people here. Go back now!"

Zhang Hao felt as if he had instantly become the girl's father, and the feeling of being a father was hard to describe in words.

“Okay, Dad, I’ll go back right now. But you have to come back quickly too, and don’t be silly and go apologize again. Those people just want to beat you up, they won’t help you.”

The little girl skipped and hopped away. Despite the dim surroundings, she was completely unaffected, deftly avoiding all obstacles and walking briskly into the distance.

Zhang Hao stood there for a while, then the lights suddenly came back on. He felt he should go back; after all, he had promised the little girl he would be her father. It was a very strange feeling; it was as if Zhang Hao had lived there for a long time, knew every street like the back of his hand, and naturally returned home.

In the woods, the door of a small wooden cabin was ajar, and the fireplace inside could be faintly seen burning. A little girl was toasting bread in front of the oven while giggling and playing with her Barbie doll: "Daddy, you're finally back! I told you, as long as you didn't apologize to those people, they wouldn't hit you. See, you weren't hurt today, so you listened to me! I'll never let you get hurt again."

Zhang Hao raised his hand and touched his cheek. His face wasn't injured, but when his fingertips touched his skin, he had the strange feeling that he should be injured; otherwise, something just didn't make sense.

"Dad, why are you spacing out again? Are you missing Mom?"

The little girl looked up at him innocently and asked. This question seemed to instantly touch a taboo, and Zhang Hao flew into a rage. Overwhelmed by rage, he slapped her across the face: "Shut up! Don't you dare mention her! You're the one who killed your mother, how dare you even mention her!"

The little girl was knocked to the ground by the slap, covering her injured cheek, her beautiful blue eyes instantly filled with tears.

"Dad, how could you hit me? I was just telling the truth. I wasn't the one who killed Mom. The ones who should be hated are those demons!"

The little girl was crying pitifully. Logically, seeing such a cute little girl crying should have prompted him to comfort her. But at that moment, Zhang Hao only felt incredibly irritated and disgusted. Subconsciously, he believed that this little girl shouldn't be crying at all; she should just die.

"Dad, this isn't my fault, it really isn't my fault. If you must have resentment, you should hate those evil people; they're the ones who killed Mom!"

Zhang Hao felt a wave of dizziness, and horrifying images uncontrollably flashed through his mind.

The surrounding environment has been completely changed without anyone noticing.

Zhang Hao looked around and found that the surroundings were no longer the modern rural landscape he had seen before, but had become extremely desolate. The trees were increasingly dense, and most of the people walking among them were draped in animal skins or covered in various colors of paint. (End of Chapter)