The Tempting Educated Youth Married to a Rough Man-Chapter 158 - 154: Up the Mountain, the Wolf’s Stinky Drool Attack
"That’s not necessarily true," Wen Ran took the parchment from Hongguo’s hand, took a look, and his face turned green.
Shit, what’s written on top is all gibberish.
Not a single word makes sense.
The only thing recognizable is that it’s a map depicting a mountain, with a sunken valley, three streams running through it, and nothing else can be discerned.
"Sis," Hongguo leaned over, eager for knowledge, "what’s written on it?"
Wen Ran pushed away Hongguo’s dirty little face, expressionless, "I don’t know, it’s all gibberish, can’t read it."
Hongguo smacked his lips, "Alright, then I’ll go wash up!"
It’s not early anymore, time to sleep.
Wen Ran held the map, looked this way and that, up and down, but didn’t make any sense of it.
Finally, she touched her head, couldn’t figure it out, so just threw it into space.
...
Before bed, one needs to study. Hongguo took out the medical book with utmost seriousness, reciting the soup recipes.
Gibberish, speaking in Chinese, but Wen Ran hardly understood.
She rolled over, with the warm yellow light, listening to the gibberish, her eyes opened and closed, muttering: "I’m going to sleep first, don’t look too long."
"This light, the light is bad, it’s bad for your eyes."
"Okay!"
Wen Ran fell asleep in no time.
The crescent moon hung on the treetop, Songzhu had munched all day, and was sleepy, clutching a chestnut with his little paws, took a bite and dozed off.
The wind rose, the newly grown leaves swayed.
Hongguo got tired from studying, yawned, snuggled into Wen Ran’s arms, blew out the candle, leaving only the soft moonlight.
In the middle of the night, the drizzle intensified.
Spring rain fell.
...
Getting up in the morning, Wen Ran was muttering.
Hongguo had washed up, and the pot on the other side was burning, "Sis, what are you muttering about?"
Wen Ran was so devout and serious that she didn’t hear Hongguo’s shout at all.
Coming closer to listen, Hongguo was speechless.
This sister was praying for rain.
Clearly, she was united in mind and action, not wanting to go to the field at all.
The rain prayer failed, it was still drizzling outside, Wen Ran chewing the last bite of egg pancake, casually wearing her bamboo hat, sighed and went to work.
Hongguo carried a crossbody bag, held a paper umbrella, hurriedly locked the door, and caught up with Wen Ran, "Sis, I’ll join you to gather pig grass after class."
"Yeah right," Wen Ran mumbled, "just three baskets of pig grass, it’ll be done soon. You just study well at school, listen carefully, got it?"
"Focus on your studies at school, don’t be distracted, you’ll accomplish nothing."
"Mm!" Hongguo’s face beamed with a bright smile, "Sis, you can be completely at ease!"
At the foot of the mountain, the sisters parted ways, Wen Ran carrying a basket headed up the mountain. The pig grass wasn’t very dense now, unlike in midsummer where a casual grab yielded a handful.
Sigh~
Oh, dear~
Spring indeed had a vibrant vitality.
Wen Ran leisurely walked up the mountain, stepping on the budding roadside, encountering many women and children also heading up.
"Oh, it’s Wen Ran," a burly, ruddy-faced auntie approached, her voice downright loud.
Wen Ran didn’t recognize who she was, responded with a smile.
"Well done, that Wu Juhua woman deserves being dealt by someone like you."
Praising Wen Ran, her smile grew even more radiant, chuckling as she walked away.
Wen Ran: "...?"
For some unknown reason, people in the brigade seem divine.
Walking all the way, she found more goodwill and radiant smiles than before.
Wen Ran felt a bit uneasy, at the fork, turned her feet towards a less populated area.
There were no paths tread by everyone here, walking required caution, lest a careless step twists an ankle, calling for heaven and earth’s heed.
After twenty minutes, she spotted a... stray wolf?
Not entirely sure, but it certainly wasn’t domesticated.
"Wait," Wen Ran put her hands on her hips, staring at the muddy wolf not far away, flabbergasted, "Did someone kick you into a stinking gutter?"
Covered in mud, the kind accumulated in the river, smells pungently eye-watering.
It’s said wolves don’t wag their tails, but upon seeing Wen Ran, its tail nearly spun like a propeller.
Seeing its eager movements, Wen Ran’s heart raced, instinctively took a step back, "No, don’t..."
"Awoo~"
Like a bullet, but more like a disaster, it sprang and shot up, using its agility to chase Wen Ran into a wailing fit.
Wen Ran unfamiliar with the terrain, plus most of the ground was rubble and vines, one careless step would lead to a fall, after a minute of stalemate, the head wolf pounced her to the ground.
"Aaaahhhh~"
Not seen for a while, the head wolf outstandingly took three big spin rounds.
The head wolf was bewildered, originally not smart, its eyes turned even more ’wise’.
"Why didn’t I just beat you to death?" Wen Ran gritted her teeth angrily, dragging the head wolf in early spring, kicked it down the creek.
The valley echoed with the head wolf’s wailing, Wen Ran found it noisy, rubbing dirt while grumbling, effortlessly threw two big spin rounds.
Hmm~ these two were alright, it quieted down.
The lurking wolves shivered in fear.
A terrifying two-legged beast, they vowed to remember its scent, circle around in the jungle next time.
While cleaning off the mud, Wen Ran realized why the head wolf was excited to see her, and why it howled so terribly during bathing.
This miserably beaten thing had fought with someone, its belly had three wounds, fur turned outwards, bleeding, looking pitiful.
Wen Ran felt a bit guilty, if only she hadn’t smacked it earlier.
She touched the head wolf’s belly, applied all the spring water.
Watching the wound heal, she rubbed the head wolf, muttering, "With a father like you so unreliable, wouldn’t the cubs end up worse?"
Oh dear, she couldn’t imagine if her own Hetao grew up to be like this deadbeat dad.
The head wolf felt painless now, flattering Wen Ran, tongue flicking wildly on her face.
Wen Ran, lost in her musings, didn’t notice until the smelly saliva touched her face, her expression drastically changed, "Ugh~"
Knocked its head three times, the head wolf completely settled down.
Wen Ran couldn’t bear it, grumbling in disgust, she started a fire by the creek and shivered while soaking in the water.
She wanted to enter the space, but now being in a valley surrounded by mountains, dense forest, who knows if someone might come gathering things, if discovered standing here suddenly changed...
Haha, that’d be hysterical.
After a quick wash, she got out dripping wet, hung up the thin cotton jacket outside, hoping it’d dry quickly.
Wearing a single layer and warming by the fire was alright, not too cold.
The head wolf was shameless, jutting its big rear over, its fur thick and dense, after shaking for a while, didn’t dry much, its head buzzing.
