The Sweetness of the Seventies
Chapter 283 - 266: No 300 Taels of Silver Here, Recognizing the Owner_1

Chapter 283: Chapter 266: No 300 Taels of Silver Here, Recognizing the Owner_1

He Tiantian saw that the Little Rotating Turtle had calmed down, and she felt slightly relieved.

After He Tiantian went out and washed her hands and face, they had already started cooking.

The aroma of braised rabbit meat wafted from the kitchen from time to time, making He Tiantian swallow her saliva unconsciously.

"Smells good, right?" Huo Yingjie asked while washing the vegetables.

He Tiantian nodded, "It smells great, delicious! I have to ask Li Yunzhong how he makes it!"

Although He Tiantian could also cook braised dishes, hers tasted different from Li Yunzhong’s.

"It’s all smoky in there; you better not go in." Huo Yingjie grasped He Tiantian’s arm, "Come and wash vegetables with me!"

The vegetables were already washed; Huo Yingjie said that just because he wanted to spend more time with He Tiantian.

"Alright." He Tiantian squatted down and washed the clean vegetables again with Huo Yingjie.

"Sweet Treasure, it seems you didn’t lie to me, you are living well in Qijia Village, and I can rest assured." Huo Yingjie said with a smile, feeling that it was right to settle He Tiantian here.

By the way, where is Qi Jianguo?

Is he still harassing He Tiantian?

"Yes, I am indeed living well here," said He Tiantian with a smile, "the people here are honest, and the mountains and waters are clear and beautiful, it’s truly a geomantic treasure land..."

He Tiantian spoke softly and explained the local customs of Qijia Village to Huo Yingjie.

However, she didn’t mention any of the bad things!

But her not mentioning them didn’t mean that Huo Yingjie wouldn’t find out.

From He Tiantian’s descriptions, Huo Yingjie could imagine her life here.

While Huo Yingjie was happy, he also felt concern.

He wasn’t a naive young man; from He Tiantian, he only heard pleasant and interesting things, but not a single troublesome issue, which showed that his Sweet Treasure didn’t want him to know.

Sharing only good news and not the troubles, do you really think I wouldn’t worry more this way?

Wait until Zhang Aijun and Li Yunzhong are familiar with the village, let them inquire a bit.

In the evening, thanks to the braised wild rabbit meat, everyone ate with great enjoyment.

He Tiantian hadn’t forgotten that she needed to get a drop of Huo Yingjie’s blood!

After dinner, she took a needle and thread and walked over stealthily.

"Brother Yingjie, can you come to my room for a moment?" He Tiantian whispered, her face blushing.

Huo Yingjie was startled, and his heart beat faster; he also wanted a chance to be alone with Tiantian. It’s just that there were always other people around, and there had been no chance!

It was still early, and not time to sleep; since Tiantian had invited him, he would go in. He couldn’t just have come and not even hold hands, could he?

He Tiantian pulled Huo Yingjie into the room and then said to Third Grandma Qi in the main room, "Grandma, I’m having Brother Yingjie help me thread a needle!"

Hearing this, Huo Yingjie’s face also turned red.

That statement from Tiantian was like declaring there’s definitely no need to hide silver here!

"Hehe, Yingjie does have good eyesight!" Third Grandma Qi said with a laugh, "It’s weak light at night, try to do less needlework."

"Got it," He Tiantian replied assertively, not caring much about the embarrassment.

Inside the room, He Tiantian closed the door, took out the needle and thread, and said, "Brother Yingjie, can you help me thread this..."

Huo Yingjie, looking at the needle and thread in He Tiantian’s hands, asked with a laugh and a cry, "Did you really call me here to thread a needle?"

"Of course, what did you think?" He Tiantian, under Huo Yingjie’s intense gaze, realized what Brother Yingjie meant, and her face turned red with embarrassment.

"Alright then." Huo Yingjie was a little disappointed but still took the needle and thread from He Tiantian’s hand.

He Tiantian picked up the Little Rotating Turtle from the table and pretended to bump into Huo Yingjie unintentionally.

Huo Yingjie, who was threading the needle, pricked his finger, causing blood to seep out.

Just as Huo Yingjie was about to put his finger in his mouth, a black mass leaped onto his hand.

Looking closely, Huo Yingjie realized it was the little black turtle, rubbing against the drop of blood on his finger.

What was even more surprising was that the drop of blood was quickly absorbed into the body of the turtle.

Huo Yingjie quickly let go, was this a blood-sucking turtle?

With a "plop," the Little Rotating Turtle fell from Huo Yingjie’s hand to the ground.

"Wah wah wah..." the Little Rotating Turtle began to cry loudly, "Master... It’s the master..."

He Tiantian was startled, dumbfounded by the speaking Little Rotating Turtle. Could it scare Huo Yingjie?

Sure enough, Huo Yingjie instinctively guarded He Tiantian and took a couple of steps back, staring at the turtle on its back on the floor, his brows furrowing, "Is this a toy turtle?"

With Huo Yingjie’s current level of understanding, his first thought was of an electronic toy.