Having been given a second chance at life, who would still want to pursue her?

In the courtyard, the barbecue grill, placed on a charcoal stove, occasionally sent up a few wisps of scarlet sparks in the wind.

A group of people were eating barbecue and drinking iced cola.

They chatted and laughed, talking about everything under the sun.

Little Yellow was running back and forth at everyone's feet, wagging its tail.

It is also constantly waiting for gifts to fall from the sky.

But everyone seemed engrossed in their conversation and didn't notice it.

It ran on all fours until it squatted down at a person's feet.

With big, round eyes, she looked at the person in front of her.

I felt a slightly hairy sensation on my calves.

Lin Qingxue snapped out of her daze.

She looked down and saw a little dog sitting obediently, staring at her without moving.

Lin Qingxue was slightly taken aback. She looked down at the meat skewers in her hand and then realized what was happening.

"Want some?"

She spoke in a low voice, her body already slightly bent over, first placing a piece of oil paper on the ground.

Then push all the meat off the skewers and place it on the oil paper.

The puppy quickly got up, sniffed the meat with its moist nose, and then wagged its little tail happily.

I watched it eat.

Hearing the lively commotion around her, Lin Qingxue couldn't help but lower her eyes and whisper.

"It seems you're just like me, not a good fit for the group and not very likable."

The puppy finished eating in a few bites, then nudged Lin Qingxue's exposed lower leg with its nose, feeling a little itchy.

Then it flipped itself upside down, revealing its fluffy little belly.

It's like they want her to touch her belly?

Lin Qingxue was a little stunned. She gently moved her hand forward, and her fingertips just touched the puppy's soft fur.

Chen Jianji, who was sitting in the middle, suddenly shouted.

"Little Yellow? Hey, where did you go? You were just here!"

He picked up a whole roasted chicken leg.

"Suckling..."

Little Yellow, who was lying on its back at Lin Qingxue's feet, suddenly flipped over and ran over.

Upon seeing the puppy, Chen Jianji chuckled in exasperation.

"I told you to sit and wait. These are freshly baked and piping hot; shouldn't they let them cool down first? Where did they go?"

"Eek...eek..."

The puppy dangled around his feet, whimpering softly like a child.

Finally, he fell to the ground, flat on his back, and just stopped there waiting.

Chen Jianji's smile widened, and he reached out and vigorously rubbed its belly.

Only then did he place the chicken leg in front of the puppy.

"Alright, alright, stop acting cute and eat."

Upon seeing this, Zhao Yong exclaimed in surprise.

"Zhang Zilian just said that even though he often comes to your house and is quite familiar with it, he still can't touch it."

Wang Jiaqi nodded in agreement, saying, "Yes, I just went to look at the flowers by the wall, and it stared at me. When I reached out my hand, it dodged away."

Chen Jianji chuckled as he rubbed Xiao Huang's head.

"That's right, not just anyone can touch Little Yellow."

"Even our young lady spent two whole days interacting with it before she could get used to handling it."

Listen to what he says.

Zhang Xinyi snorted.

"It's the other way around, it wants to interact with me! I don't want to touch it!"

As she spoke, she threw a piece of beef on the ground.

"Here, eat up!"

The puppy happily pounced around.

This caused everyone to burst into laughter.

Lin Qingxue stared blankly at this scene.

It seems the puppy is much more popular than her.

She looked down at her index finger.

There was still a lingering fuzzy texture there.

She slowly closed her hands, her eyes calm, as if she had sighed, and a very faint bitter smile appeared on her lips.

But it doesn't feel too bad...

......

Not far away, on the open flat ground outside the chicken coop on the slope.

Chen Guochang and Wang Suling sat in rocking chairs, swaying slightly.

It was making a creaking sound.

"Guochang, did you see that?"

"As soon as this girl came to our house, our dog didn't bark or bark, and I knew she was my daughter-in-law."

Chen Guochang held a glass of old wine in his hand, took a sip, and laughed.

"Could it be that dogs have a keen sense of smell?"

"Our rascal is always pestering that girl at school, and he comes home smelling like her."

"Little Yellow is already used to the smell, isn't he?"

Wang Suling glared at him.

"I don't care."

"Do you want to keep drinking? You have absolutely no sense of romance."

She made a move to snatch the wine glass.

Chen Guochang quickly dodged and placed the cup at his feet.

"Oh, wait, it's rare for me to relax and have a small drink tonight."

"If they're having a gathering, we should have a good time too!"

Wang Suling then withdrew her hand and lay back down in the rocking chair.

Looking at the brightly lit courtyard not far away, there were lively young men and women.

She couldn't help but sigh.

"Looking at these children makes me feel younger."

Chen Guochang lay back down and laughed.

"You're only eighteen, you're not young anymore."

Wang Suling was amused by him and couldn't help but roll her eyes at him.

"I was fooled by your words."

Chen Guochang laughed and then reached into a box next to him and took out a blanket.

"Come on, cover yourself up and get some sleep. The kids just finished their college entrance exams, they'll probably play late, I'll keep an eye on them."

Until the blanket was placed over her.

Wang Suling laughed and scolded, "That's more like it."

"Don't drink too much. I'll take over for you after I've slept for two hours. Otherwise, it's fine."

"Now that our own children and other people's children are all here, and occasionally people come to our mountain to steal chickens or dogs, we still have to be careful."

"Okay, I'll keep an eye on things. You can sleep soundly."

"Um."

The rocking chair swayed gently until it stopped.

In the distance, the smoke from the charcoal fire continued to rise, undiminished.

The figures moved about, constantly playing and frolicking, as if their energy would never run out.

Chen Guochang picked up the wine glass at his feet and raised it towards a group of children in the distance.

"I'll have one too."

As he spoke, he took a large gulp.

The surging heat went straight to the brain.

"Ah, that feels so good."

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