Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat
Chapter 354 - 354 351 Xiaohei Gets Injured

Chapter 354: 351 Chapter Xiaohei Gets Injured Chapter 354: 351 Chapter Xiaohei Gets Injured Jiang Yan and Mu Jiawen waited for about half an hour before they finally saw Yu Hang struggling over with Zhu Jin on his back like a snail.

As soon as the two came into his sight, Jiang Yan’s eyes narrowed slightly.

This kid is pretty quick.

“Does your foot still hurt?”

Mu Jiawen stepped forward to help Zhu Jin down from Yu Hang’s back, as they were concerned about her, the two of them hardly took in the view from the mountaintop before coming down.

As for tying the love ribbons, there were too many people in line, so they didn’t bother pushing through the crowd.

By this time it was already five o’clock in the afternoon, and the sunrise spread across the sky, creating a breathtaking view when seen from afar, complementing the fiery red maple leaves of Hongbao Mountain.

“Ah, your ankle is swollen, did you walk part of the way yourself and not let Yu Hang carry you?”

After getting into the car, the two girls sat in the back, and Mu Jiawen had Zhu Jin take off her shoe, revealing her red and swollen ankle, which was rather alarming.

Zhu Jin was also somewhat surprised; she had been blissfully unaware earlier, forgetting about the pain in her foot.

“How could it be swollen? I didn’t let her walk.”

Hearing this, Yu Hang turned around and poked his head back to look, and he too was startled by the sight of the swollen ankle. He looked at Zhu Jin, “Does it hurt?”

“It’s, it’s okay… eek!”

It’s okay your eek?

Jiang Yan thought it was quite amusing, especially seeing Yu Hang’s thievish look of concern, and his estimation of Zhu Jin’s cleverness soared.

She’s a woman of wide reading indeed! Quite capable!

“I’ll call my second brother and ask him how to make a sprained ankle heal faster.”

Mu Jiawen was still completely oblivious to the nature of their relationship, and only wanted Zhu Jin’s foot to heal quickly.

Unfortunately, Yu Feng’s phone was unreachable, probably because he was in the operating room. Finally, on the way back to Beijing University, they passed by an orthopedic clinic that looked quite sizeable, where they had Zhu Jin’s ankle checked out and bought some medicinal plasters for her.

By the time they got back to Beijing University, it was already seven in the evening.

“Everyone should stay at my place tonight, Yu Hang, you don’t go back either. Zhu Jin can’t walk easily, so we’ll just have a simple meal at home.”

It was just the two of them at home today, and Jiang Yan was originally thinking of having a candlelight dinner, but he sighed inwardly upon hearing Mu Jiawen’s words, lamenting the missed opportunity.

“You go boil the noodles, and I’ll check on Xiaohei in the backyard.”

As soon as they entered the house, Mu Jiawen grabbed a stalk of lettuce from the fridge and ran to the backyard, while Zhu Jin, sitting on the couch, turned to ask Jiang Yan, “Her dog even eats vegetables?”

Dog?

Jiang Yan said expressionlessly, “Xiaohei is a sheep.”

Yu Hang was curious, took off his jacket, and wanted to go out to take a look.

“I want to go, too, help me down.”

Zhu Jin hopped on one foot, the other foot dangling in the air, and Yu Hang quickly turned back to support her, but before he could reach her arm, Zhu Jin, unsteady on her foot, stumbled into his embrace.

Jiang Yan teasingly looked at the two of them and clucked his tongue, “Aren’t you two getting a little too comfortable with me? Aren’t you afraid I’ll get an eye infection from watching?”

This time, Zhu Jin really was accidental; she had forgotten that after entering, she had switched to slippers, so the urgent hop just now was due to the slippers slipping.

Just after they confirmed their relationship and embraced in front of Jiang Yan, Yu Hang also felt a bit embarrassed.

But upon hearing Jiang Yan’s words, he couldn’t help but spit, “Talk as if you’ve never hugged Jiajia. Should I call her over and ask…”

“Jiang Yan, Jiang Yan…”

Suddenly, Jiajia’s urgent voice came from the courtyard outside.

Jiang Yan couldn’t care less about Yu Hang and Zhu Jin. He dashed towards the backyard.

Zhu Jin lifted her head to look outside, “Is it that sheep again? Let’s go and check it out too.”

Yu Hang’s gaze fell on her face. He quickly pecked her on the lips, then turned and crouched down for her to climb on his back.

Zhu Jin, whose face had just returned to normal, blushed again. She raised her hand to touch her lips, her eyes shining with a light she had never experienced before.

As the two entered the courtyard, they saw Mu Jiawen holding a rope in one hand and pointing at a black goat, scolding, “Feeling clever, aren’t you? Learned how to untie your own rope? You’ve eaten all your grandma’s flowers; wait until she comes back and deals with you!”

Along the walls of the courtyard stood a row of celadon flowerpots, big and small, full of lush green leaves, but all greenery without a single flower.

Yu Hang and Zhu Jin heard Jiang Yan at the wall puzzlingly say, “How did it manage to eat the ones on the wall?”

Even if the wall wasn’t very high, it was still over a meter tall. Let’s not even discuss if it could climb. Even if it could, where would it stand?

The flowerpots on the wall were placed close together without any gap in between, so it was indeed strange to say that the flowers on the wall were eaten by Xiaohei.

What’s more, how could a sheep untie knots, even if they were slipknots?

Mu Jiawen turned her head and said, “Call the second brother and ask him. He should have come over today to feed Xiaohei.”

Mu Chenyan originally entrusted the neighbor behind to help feed Xiaohei, but they suddenly had to leave yesterday noon, so Jiawen mentioned it to the second brother to come over and feed him.

He should have been there this morning.

Before the second brother’s call could connect, the property security came around for their patrol.

With nice houses and a good environment, Qinghe Garden has high property fees, but correspondingly, the management and services are also in place. The security guards patrol the community at specific times every day, and as they approached Jiawen’s courtyard, Jiang Yan ended the call and waved, shouting, “Uncle Wang.”

The middle-aged man known as Uncle Wang rode over, peered into the courtyard, and noticed Mu Jiawen holding Xiaohei. He chuckled, “You’ve got to watch your sheep better. This morning, Director Cheng’s grandson was climbing into your backyard, teasing it. I called him out. It’s not right to enter other people’s homes when no one is there.”

What Uncle Wang didn’t say was that the kid lacked home discipline. Whenever he saw a pet in someone’s yard, regardless of whether the house was occupied, he would climb straight in, a veritable Little Demon King.

Luckily, he only came around on weekends and holidays, but even so, many had complained to Director Cheng’s house.

Unfortunately, the highly educated family doted excessively on this one and only grandson. To all those who went to complain, they always had the same response, “We’re really sorry, but what can we do with a child? We can’t exactly tie him up at home, right?”

What are others supposed to say to that?

You’re given an apology, but it feels ineffective, especially when the child continues to sneak into your yard and mistreat your dogs or pinch your cats. Made awkward by Director Cheng and his wife’s standing, how could you take any action against the child?

Thus, those who normally allowed their small dogs and cats to roam freely in the yard kept their pets inside whenever the Little Demon King came around.

They couldn’t afford not to. Many times, the child wasn’t truly playing with the pets; he could be rough and even violent. Last month he nearly choked a kitten to death, gripping its neck with both hands and swinging it around, distressing the female owner of the house.

Mu Chenyan had a small house built in the backyard for Xiaohei. Since the little sheep was quite calm and didn’t need to be walked, not many in the community knew that her family had a sheep, so the Little Demon King hadn’t bothered them. Additionally, her home was quite far from Director Cheng’s, so they had no knowledge of such a child in the community.

“Check if your little sheep is hurt? I arrived in time, so he probably didn’t get to do anything,” said Uncle Wang, though he wasn’t very sure internally because that morning he was drawn by the sheep’s bleating. If the Little Demon King hadn’t done anything, why would the sheep be crying so miserably?

After hearing Uncle Wang, Mu Jiawen quickly crouched down and thoroughly checked Xiaohei all over. In the end, she found a hand-sized patch of red, raw skin under its belly where fur had been violently plucked, leaving wounds…