Chapter 7

"Brother Duan, you eat first..."

As she spoke, she got up and walked toward the outside of the room.

Duan Yu looked at Diaochan, who had walked out of the door, in confusion.

Before long, the thin and frail Diaochan walked into the room, holding Duan Yu's camouflage fatigues, as well as a bow and arrow and a quiver.

"Brother Duan, you should take these clothes back."

"There are no clothes in the house suitable for Brother Duan to wear."

"And this bow and arrow, it was left behind by my father in his early years."

"Brother Duan is going into the mountains to hunt, so he will definitely need them."

This girl...

Duan Yu smiled and said: "If you give the clothes to me, what will you do if your uncle asks about them?"

"Also, aren't you afraid that I might just leave like this and never come back?"

"Wouldn't you have lost a lot then?"

Diaochan, sitting on the small stool opposite Duan Yu, shook her head immediately.

"No... I believe in Brother Duan."

"Brother Duan wouldn't lie."

Duan Yu smiled.

This little girl is truly both kind and innocent.

Duan Yu smiled and nodded, then reached out to tuck a strand of hair from Diaochan's face behind her ear.

This intimate action immediately made Diaochan's cheeks even redder.

Like a ripe apple.

Duan Yu looked at her and wished he could go up and kiss her.

"Half each."

Duan Yu picked up the egg in the bowl and broke it open first.

Diaochan shook her head and waved her hands repeatedly to refuse.

"Brother Duan, you eat, I won't."

"I didn't eat them before either."

"I only eat a little bit in the evening, and that's enough."

Duan Yu forcefully stuffed half of the egg into Diaochan's hand.

"Don't worry, with me here from now on, we will have three meals a day, with plenty of fish and meat."

Duan Yu promised with a smile: "I will also buy you beautiful clothes, pretty skirts, and rouge."

Hearing Duan Yu's words, Diaochan's eyes were full of surprise.

Three meals a day, plenty of fish and meat, beautiful clothes, pretty skirts, and rouge—these were all things she had never dared to imagine.

Regardless of whether she could truly possess them.

But hearing Duan Yu's words, she already felt very sweet in her heart.

Diaochan nodded shyly and gently.

"Chan'er believes in Brother Duan."

The two of them, each holding half an egg, sat in the dilapidated thatched hut, and a touch of warmth of a small family suddenly appeared.

This feeling made Diaochan, who had lost love since she was young, feel very warm.

A bite of egg, a sip of hot porridge.

It was sweeter than the honey water Diaochan remembered drinking in her childhood.

Before long, they finished the egg and the porridge.

Duan Yu changed into his camouflage fatigues.

His height of 1.88 meters, combined with his sturdy build.

Already exceeded the vast majority of people in this era.

Duan Yu, who was not malnourished, was enough to stand out from the crowd even if he were still among them.

Carrying the longbow and quiver on his back.

Duan Yu waved goodbye to Diaochan, who was standing in front of the wattle courtyard gate.

"Go back, I will definitely be back before sunset."

Diaochan nodded, her eyes reluctant and worried, biting her red lips.

Not until Duan Yu's figure disappeared from her sight did Diaochan reluctantly withdraw her gaze.

"Dead girl, how come there is only one egg left, where is the other one!"

"Did you steal it and eat it!"

Vicious curses rang out behind Diaochan. ===== CHAPTER 9 =====