Moreover, she regarded those few wolves as her family and friends. While other animals dared not provoke her, she also did not bother them. However, due to the force of Nature's Power within her, she found favor with the forest creatures. Some large animals, such as tigers and lions, would unconsciously seek closeness with her.
A light rustling sound, as if something was scurrying across the grassland, did not escape Qinghe's ears. Looking closely, it was a rabbit. Not bad, it would be roast rabbit for dinner.
Qinghe still had a dagger in hand. She took aim and flung it. The dagger hurtled toward the rabbit with a swift motion, the whistling sound indicating the immense force behind Qinghe's throw.
A slicing sound as the dagger cut into flesh and skin, Qinghe walked over to pull out the dagger, picked up her catch, and headed to the river to clean it.
She was still pondering how she could deceive the people who came to rescue the boy and have them take her out without suspicion. It seemed an even better solution if those who hurt the boy arrived first.
Her hands, which were washing the rabbit meat, suddenly paused, her clear eyes turning icy. They were here. Uncertain who had arrived first, Qinghe dropped the rabbit and ran.
Qinghe sprinted toward the place where the boy was, but upon seeing what was before her eyes, even someone as composed as she, who had experienced many inconceivable things, couldn't help but curse.
"Damn, damn, damn," Qinghe's little face went dark with anger, her silver teeth nearly crushed in frustration. Damn it, there was no need to think about how to hoodwink anyone now.
On the grass where two people had been lying, there was no sign of them now. Even the clothes she had stripped off and carelessly tossed aside were gone, leaving nothing behind. Only the blood-stained grass indicated the events that had just unfolded.
Raising her eyes to the sky, she saw a plane pulling up a rope ladder, then closing the cabin door. Lightning-fast, Qinghe thought of a solution. She used Nature's Power to control the plants to halt the plane, knock out the people inside, then board it herself.
But, damn it, she didn't know how to fly a plane. And if she used plants to get up there, she'd definitely be taken for a monster. It's likely the people inside would faint from fear even without her intervention. She couldn't possibly wrap the plane in plants and fly it to the city. That would certainly bring her close to death again, and with her current ability, she wasn't capable of doing that.
Pass, that plan wouldn't work. Qinghe nearly scratched her head raw in frustration. Dammit, what was this situation? She could only watch helplessly as her hopes flew away.
With a roll of her eyes, Qinghe sat down on the ground, deflated, her stomach grumbling involuntarily. She had been busy for so long—was it all for nothing?
What was this called? Losing the watermelon and dropping the sesame seeds too. She had thrown the rabbit away in her haste, and now she was hungry with nothing to eat.
So she had been busy all morning for nothing. The clothes she stripped off were gone, the person she'd saved at great effort was gone before being useful, the rabbit was gone. Was anyone more unlucky than she was?
The more she thought, the darker Qinghe's expression became. Dammit, she would remember that little brat. Why not remember anyone else? The thing was she hadn't seen a shadow of anyone else. She certainly couldn't hold a grudge against a dead person, so obviously, she blamed that little bunny who had benefited from her kindness.
Qinghe's entire afternoon was spent in endless regret, despite a growling stomach, she did not budge. Why did she have to meddle and be kind? If she just stayed put, none of this would have happened, right? Hadn't she learned from her past life's lessons that kindness is not always rewarded?
Fearing that someone would be hungry, she went to find something for them to eat. Now look, they're probably already feasting while she is still starving. The most hateful part is that taking people away would have been enough, but they even took a few ragged clothes. How could she possibly think that this family was anything but ordinary? They were just poor souls treasuring a few rags as treasures.
Because her mind was not focused, and her abilities were limited, she realized too late and failed to make it back in time. But she could have never dreamed that those people wouldn't even descend from the airplane, instead using a worn rope to come down and rescue someone—is that their way of showing off how capable they are?
At this moment, Qinghe failed to notice that the reason those people didn't land the airplane was that there were towering trees everywhere. There was no place for the airplane to land, so they had to descend on a rope to rescue someone.
Alas, after an afternoon of deep reflection, Qinghe deeply felt that good people don't necessarily receive good rewards; this incident was a bloody lesson indeed.
Nevermind, she had grown accustomed to it; she might as well continue being a wild person. Being raised by wolves could also be considered a rare treasure, right?
However, there was still some gain; at least now she knew the era she lived in. The man had nothing on him but knives and guns, so she didn't know the exact year, but it was better than knowing nothing at all.
Qinghe was such a person, perhaps because she had faced too much, but no matter how big the issue, she would always figure it out after some time.
The events of her past life had blown away like smoke, leaving only the hardships life had brought her and the love for her parents and brother.
Fortunately, she had a chance to live this life anew, and she was determined to live well. Her parents were still worried about her when they died, as was her brother's reluctance to let go; she knew they never blamed her. Because of her unique abilities, their happy life had vanished, never to return.
But they didn't despise or abandon her because of her uniqueness; having such a family was her blessing, so she surely would make them feel at ease.
Qinghe lifted her head, looking into the vast, azure sky, her eyes filled with longing and composure, "Dad, Mom, please be at peace. Your daughter is living happily now. Can you see that? Brother is also with you, right? Maybe you have already reincarnated and continued the love of our family in a previous life."
"In my previous life, I was unwilling, resentful, hateful. I plotted with all my heart and lived carefully, enduring pain and humiliation, solely to avenge our family. Now that I think about it, I have come to terms with it. The past has scattered with the wind, and our enemies are already dead. I am now Qinghe, bearing a brand new life, and I will live well on your behalf."
"Awoo, awoo," Xiaohe in her arms seemed to sense Qinghe's complicated emotions, quietly comforting her, incessantly licking her plump little hand.
The ticklish sensation made Qinghe laugh, "Giggle, giggle, Xiaohe, don't be naughty, or I won't be so nice."
Xiaohe happily looked at the person paying attention to it, trying even harder to act cute and cuddly.
Qinghe was not to be outdone, reaching out to scratch its belly. A six-year-old child and a snow wolf the size of a grown cat played together in laughter, adding fun and vitality to the silent forest.