What was that? She looked up.
“Jee–”
Suddenly, a golden jackal leaped out from the grass, flew over the stream, and pounced towards Grace.
Grace was startled!
Because it was too fast, she was knocked down before she could get a clear look at what was pouncing at her.
She vaguely saw something golden and furry, was it a dog? Or a wolf?
She instinctively dodged.
Grabbing her basket, she prepared to swing it at the unknown creature. If it dared to attack her, she promised to beat it down!
“Jiji, jiji.”
The jackal sensed Grace’s fear and jumped in place, as if saying – *Benefactor, it’s me, I’m Little Gold. You saved me, have you forgotten?*
Grace looked at the jackal, which was hopping and jumping with an anxious look. It seemed familiar and showed no hostility.
She put down her basket.
“Jiji,” the jackal called out, making gestures.
As if reenacting a scene, it would whimper and roll on the ground, then lift a leg as if it were crippled, then pick up nearby blades of grass…
Grace understood.
“Little Gold!”
She exclaimed.
Once, when she was traveling in Sichuan with Sister Xin, she had saved a little jackal.
The jackal, realizing its benefactor had recognized it, jumped up happily, pounced into her arms, and stuck out its tongue to lick and kiss Grace.
*Benefactor, I’m finally seeing you again, I’m so happy.*
The jackal nuzzled into her arms, asking for a hug.
Grace hugged the stout and heavy Little Gold, giggling, “Hahaha, it tickles.”
It really did tickle.
After the person and the wolf had a moment of affection, Grace hugged it and asked, “How did you find me?”
So, she was currently in China, in the Sichuan region?
The jackal sniffed and waved its four paws – *I smelled your scent, so I ran very, very far to see you.*
Grace understood its meaning and couldn’t help but kiss it, “I’m so happy to see you.”
They say all living things have spirits, and at this moment, Grace’s heart was filled with emotion.
Suddenly, her eyes lit up, “Little Gold, can you do me a favor?”
The jackal looked at its benefactor with its amber eyes.
Grace made the shape of a cross, “I’ve lost something, can you help me find it?”
She knew the jackal had a keen sense of smell, and if the cross was here, it would surely find it.
–
Du Ruoxin slept until two in the afternoon.
She opened her eyes, got out of bed, and the fragrant roasted suckling pig wafted into her senses.
Du Ruoxin was eager to taste the delicacy.
The rain had stopped by then, and the sun had emerged from the clouds, shining warmly on the earth, making it incredibly comfortable.
Cristino had his men move the grill to the lawn, where he enjoyed sunbathing and leisurely chatting over tea.
Life should be like this.
As soon as Cristino saw Du Ruoxin approaching, he immediately got up, got her a bowl and chopsticks, cut the meat, and busied himself around her.
“It was just roasted, perfect timing.”
He cut a few pieces of meat with a good balance of fat and lean and placed them on a plate, handing it to her.
Du Ruoxin was not polite, “Thank you.”
Picking up her chopsticks, she was about to dig into the meat when a shout came from not far away.
“Heaven!”
“What is that?”
“Ah! Someone jumped down!”
Straight down, from the helicopter.
Du Ruoxin looked up. The person in the sky was getting closer and closer, and as she watched, her chest suddenly tightened.
Because he wasn’t wearing a parachute!
Falling like that would leave him crippled, if not dead!