In Tong Xiaoyan’s home, there inexplicably appeared a strange man who seemed a bit simple-minded. People in the village were secretly gossiping about it.
They didn’t dare speak openly for fear of Tong Xiaosong’s wrath, nor did they want Tong Xiaoyan, the fierce and fearless woman, to come knocking on their doors.
Tong Xiaoyan understood the mocking and disdainful looks from those people, but so what? They didn’t dare provoke her openly.
Looking at the weasel by her side, who seemed like a child, she felt content deep inside.
She had planned to remain unmarried for life to take care of her brother and mother, but unexpectedly, accidents happen, and she encountered this silly weasel.
“Yan Yan! A flower for you, very beautiful…”
The yellow weasel held a big red flower and inserted it into her hair. Although she knew she looked ridiculous with the big red flower on her head, she couldn’t resist the bright, mesmerized eyes of the weasel.
In the field, the yellow weasel brought over two clean stones and placed a soft cushion from home on top of them. “Yan Yan! Sit!”
Tong Xiaoyan couldn’t help but laugh. “Sit for what? I have work to do.”
“If you don’t work, I’ll do it!” The yellow weasel gently pushed Tong Xiaoyan onto the cushion, smiling brightly. “I can do a lot of things now!”
Finishing speaking, the yellow weasel took out a water bottle from a nearby small bag and poured some water into Tong Xiaoyan’s hand using the bottle cap. “Drink and watch me work!”
Tong Xiaoyan took a sip, somewhat surprised. “Sweet?”
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“Yeah!” The yellow weasel squinted his eyes and smiled. “It’s the flower dew I collected last night! If you like it, I’ll go to the mountains again tonight… It’s just a bit scarce, enough for only one person for a night. You can secretly drink it, don’t tell mom. When you’ve had enough, I’ll collect more for mom.”
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When she looked up again, the yellow weasel was nowhere to be seen.
Curiously glancing around, she suddenly felt a shade overhead.
A large banana leaf sheltered her from the intense heat of the sun.
Footsteps approached from behind, and as she turned to look, all she saw was the hurried figure of the yellow weasel disappearing into the distance.
After a while, the yellow weasel returned with a bunch of banana leaves, smiling broadly, his teeth gleaming.
“Wait a moment, you won’t feel hot anymore!” The yellow weasel busied himself arranging the banana leaves, creating a makeshift umbrella by Tong Xiaoyan’s side, making it seem as if they were vacationing in the field.
Tong Xiaoyan’s heart softened with sweetness as she looked at that doll-like face, unable to contain her fluttering emotions.
She lifted her hand and gently touched the yellow weasel’s face, softly asking, “Are you feeling hot?”
“Not at all! I’m never cold in winter or hot in summer!” The yellow weasel rubbed against the hand on his face, with a hint of pride and a hidden agenda, persuading, “I have fur. It keeps me warm in winter. When the weather gets cold, you can sleep with me instead of your mom.”
Blushing furiously, Tong Xiaoyan’s heart raced as she looked at his innocent face. Unable to restrain herself, she asked, “You always want me to sleep with you. Do you know what it means to sleep together?”
“I know!” The yellow weasel exclaimed excitedly. “After sleeping together, we’ll be husband and wife! We’ll be together forever and ever!”
Tong Xiaoyan was taken aback. She hadn’t expected the yellow weasel to understand so much. He had always talked about mating, and she had thought he was only interested in that aspect. She didn’t expect him to understand this.
“Do you want to be my husband?”
The yellow weasel nodded eagerly, “Of course, I’ve always wanted to!”
Tong Xiaoyan smiled, “Then tonight… I’ll come to your room to sleep.”
“Tonight!?” The yellow weasel couldn’t believe it, his eyes widening in disbelief, then he suddenly realized and exclaimed, “Tonight! Tonight won’t work! If you come, I need to rearrange the room! Tomorrow! Tomorrow, we’ll sleep together!”
Tong Xiaoyan blushed and pulled him closer, “Keep your voice down, keep it down…”
“Okay, we’ll be quiet.” The yellow weasel was as happy as if he had stolen a chicken. He stood tall under the banana leaf umbrella and whispered, “We’re going to sleep together. Are you happy?”
Tong Xiaoyan blushed and replied softly, calming the yellow weasel’s excitement. She then got up and started working with unusual vigor.
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Early the next morning, Tong Xiaoyan was dragged into the room by the yellow weasel as soon as she got up.
Upon entering the room, a fragrant scent of flowers greeted her, and looking around, she almost thought she had stepped into a cave.
Everywhere was decorated with flowers, bags of food were placed on the ground, and the bed was covered with hay and… fur?
The fur looked dry, fluffy, and soft, and strangely familiar.
Unable to resist, Tong Xiaoyan asked, “Is that your fur?”
The yellow weasel nodded shyly, “I was afraid you might find it too rough, so I picked the soft fur from my belly. It’ll make your sleep soft and comfortable.”
Tong Xiaoyan smiled. This room was full of sincerity, an animal’s dowry. Though strange-looking, it was heartwarming.
She walked to the bedside and sat down on the bed covered with hay and fur, feeling curious. Indeed, just as the yellow weasel said, it was neither rough nor hard but soft and dry.
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In the evening, Tong Xiaoyan intentionally boiled a large pot of hot water and cleaned herself thoroughly.
She went to the yellow weasel’s room, took off her thin clothes, and lay naked on the bed covered with hay and fur.
Translator's Note
Awwwwwwwww!!!!! I absolutely love them 😭
Oh the weasel is so sincere… Who could say no. Love this family and their welcoming ways. She is loved and doted on and doted on her weasel in return.
Oh yr at the critical moment the chapter ended. 😕
But it was fun to read thank for translating.
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Omg what a journey..I am trying so hard to relate with the fur and weasel’s wooing.. brave woman
Thanks for the new chapter
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this is so sweet aaaa the weasel is so adorable and dedicated to yan yan!!
Nuuuuu i wanna read more sweet moments of this cute pair TvT the yellow weasel is the sweetest <333