But a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old was still standing in the square in a daze, with long wavy hair flying in the wind, crescent-shaped Emei, a pair of beautiful eyes, slender and bright, a straight nose, red cheeks, and dripping water.
She has two cherry-like lips, patches of blush on her unpainted face, her delicate skin is as ice-like as snow, and her graceful figure is as peaceful and natural as a cluster of orchids.
"Ling'er! What are you thinking about? Are you still scared when everyone is gone?"
A big hand interrupted Jin Ling's contemplation. She turned around in surprise and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw it was Aunt Yin next door. She smiled and said, "Auntie, I'm not afraid. Don't worry."
Aunt Yin touched Jin Ling's head, with a smile on her face, perhaps teasingly: "Auntie, you still..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly put his mouth to Jin Ling's ear and whispered: "The Jade Dragon is back..."
As soon as Jin Ling heard about this man, she immediately ran away. After taking two steps, she stopped, turned around and pouted.
"Auntie, you're trying to scare me with him again. He's been gone for almost two years, so just..."
Jin Ling stopped before she finished speaking, because the familiar figure was smiling at her.
"Ah! Ghost!"
Jin Ling yelled and turned around to run, not caring about the shouts behind her. She quickly ran into the house and immediately closed the door, fearing that people from outside would rush in.
Jin Wuming was lowering his head in deep thought, but was interrupted by his daughter's sudden move. When he looked up, he saw Jin Ling closing the door in a panic.
"Why do you close the door at noon?"
Jin Ling answered guiltily: "No...it's nothing!"
Immediately, Yulong's voice sounded outside.
"Ling'er, why did you run away when you saw me? Am I that scary?"
Jin Ling looked at Jin Wuming with some worry. Although the door was blocked, how dare she not open it if Jin Wuming let him open the door? Jin Ling had always been a little afraid of his father, but Yulong knocked again when he couldn't get Jin Ling's answer.
Door.
"Ling'er, please open the door first. I have something to say to you!"
"not open!"
As soon as Jin Ling shouted, she looked at Jin Wuming nervously. Jin Wuming shook his head when he saw his daughter's expression, as if he was just a man-eating tiger in her daughter's mind.
"Ling'er, what's wrong with you? Weren't we fine before we left? Why are you avoiding me as soon as I come back?"
"Go away! Don't keep pestering my daughter. You will still ignore my words."
Before Jin Ling could speak, she was startled by Jin Wuming's violent shouting. Although Jin Wuming had never been angry with her, Jin Wuming's severity had always affected her.
"Uncle Jin, I'm here to propose marriage this time. Can you ask Ling'er to open the door first?"
"You didn't hear what I said, did you? When we propose marriage, you know how to propose marriage. Have you thought about Ling'er? I will not let my daughter get married and be bullied by your family. If you have the ability to protect her, I have no objection.
But I still don’t know who your family is? If you want to marry Ling’er, you must first take over the chief’s position, otherwise there is no need to discuss anything else!”
"Uncle Jin, this is what I came here to talk to you about. Can you ask Ling'er to open the door first?"
When Jin Wuming heard that it was about the chief's position, he asked Jin Ling to open the door, but Jin Ling refused, so Jin Wuming could only say sternly: "What are you talking about? This chief's position is not only for you, but also related to the stability of the entire tribe.
, open the door!"
Jin Ling had no choice but to open the door obediently, but as soon as she opened the door, she ran to her room and lay on the bed listening to the conversation outside, fearing that Jin Wuming would agree to the marriage.