The villain is too crazy, the little ancestor is not going to do it anymore

There was a sudden sinking sensation on his shoulders, and the sudden weight made Butler Zhao stagger to one side involuntarily. Only then did he realize that there was someone behind him!

Almost instinctively, he quickly grabbed the umbrella on the ground beside him, and swung it backwards as if he was holding a sword, with a bit of determination and panic in his movements.

"Lao Zhao, it's me."

A familiar and steady voice penetrated the noise of wind and rain and reached Butler Zhao's ears clearly. Along with the whistling wind, the rushing rain and the occasional thunder overhead, it seemed particularly warm and peaceful.

The umbrella that Butler Zhao waved froze in the air for a moment, and then he slowly let go of it.

The umbrella fell on the wet ground with a dull sound, as if it was a reflection of his complex emotions.

"My lady..."

He muttered to himself, turned around tremblingly, and grabbed Gu Ranle's trouser legs with trembling hands. His eyes were filled with tears, which were the excitement of seeing her, and also the venting of the grievances and helplessness in his heart.

He could no longer control himself; his tears mixed with the rain, sliding down his cheeks and eventually turning into a heart-wrenching howl.

The crying sounded particularly mournful and tragic as it echoed in the rainy night.

Almost all of the dozens of dogs in the backyard were raised by him from puppies, especially Xiao Hei.

When he first picked up Xiao Hei, he was less than a month old and was weak and sickly. He had to go to the pet hospital again and again and feed him spoonful of milk powder.

It's like his child.

But now, his child is dead.

He died on this stormy night, with blood all over the ground.

Gu Ranle's face was solemn. He stretched out his hand and gently patted Butler Zhao on the shoulder, giving him silent comfort and allowing him to completely release his emotions.

After a few minutes, Butler Zhao's crying gradually stopped.

He realized his gaffe and felt embarrassed and ashamed.

He quickly let go of her hand, wiped the water on his face, which he couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears, and stood up from the ground tremblingly.

"My lady, Xiao Hei and the others died tragically, you must take care of them..."

Gu Ranle slowly lowered his eyes and stared at Xiao Hei and his six little brothers lying quietly on the ground.

Her eyes were as deep as the night, like two bottomless cold pools, emitting a dark and cold aura that made people's hearts palpitate.

She promised softly but firmly: "Don't worry, I will never let them die in such an unclear way."

"Okay, I feel relieved with what the young lady said."

No, the tears are coming out again.

Butler Zhao lowered his head and wiped his tears, and asked in a nasal voice, "Miss, why are you up too?"

Gu Ranle said softly: "I was woken up by the thunder, so I came out to take a look."

Butler Zhao choked up again when he heard this.

"I was also awakened by the thunder. I thought Xiao Hei and the others were at the gate, so I came to check on them. Who would have thought... who would have thought that something like this would happen..."

His words were full of self-blame and sorrow.

"Old Zhao, this is not your fault, don't blame yourself." Gu Ran patted his shoulder, "Go back and take a hot bath and have a good sleep. Leave the rest to me."

Butler Zhao shook his head and said, "Miss, I won't go back. I won't be able to sleep if I go back."

Gu Ranle sighed helplessly, "Old Zhao, I understand your feelings, but now apart from you and Aunt Wang, I can't count on anyone in this family. What would you let me do if you fall down?"

"But……"

After hesitating for a moment, Butler Zhao finally nodded with red eyes, "I'll listen to you, Miss. I'll go back and rest. But you must be careful, Miss."

He turned around and was about to leave, but he seemed to remember something important, so he stopped and turned back and said:

"Miss, on my way here just now, I vaguely saw a figure near the No. 9 camphor tree."

Gu Ranle frowned slightly, and after a moment's silence, he smiled faintly, "It should be me you see."

"Ah?" Butler Zhao looked stunned.

"No, go back quickly and be careful on the road." Gu Ranle whispered.

Butler Zhao nodded, turned around and left reluctantly. After walking a few steps, he looked back at Gu Ranle, his eyes full of worry.

He reminded her again: "Miss, you must be careful."

Gu Ranle waved his hands helplessly, "Got it, drive slower on the way."

The rain was still heavy and the thunder was roaring.

Gu Ranle stood alone at the gate, her figure tall and proud. The raging wind and pouring rain could not shake her at all. She was like an unshakable mountain.

The dim light shone around her, adding a sense of mystery and sadness to her.

The rain poured down hard on her body, but it seemed to have only covered her with a layer of shining crystal armor, further highlighting her cold and resolute face.

Her eyes were deep and sharp, as if they could penetrate the layers of rain and wind and look directly into the filth and evil hidden in the depths of darkness.

All the noise and chaos around her were isolated by the powerful aura around her, leaving only the sound of wind, rain, thunder and her lonely and determined figure, which was breathtaking on this rainy night.

At four o'clock in the morning, the wind and rain stopped quietly. In the silence, only the croaking of frogs in the pond in the yard weaved into a symphony of the summer night.

The wind and rain that raged all night brought a moment of coolness to the hot summer day.

As the morning approaches, the sun rises quietly.

The golden light penetrated the clouds and instantly spread across the earth.

The temperature rose again.

"It's another sunny day."

Aunt Wang sighed softly and walked towards the pond in the yard with a bit of urgency in her steps.

After a night of heavy rain, the lotus leaves in the pond appear even greener and more lush, as if each leaf carries the vitality of life.

Gu Ranle said at that time that she wanted to eat lotus leaf rice for lunch, so Wang Ma came to the pond to pick lotus leaves.

Aunt Wang carefully selected a large and round lotus leaf. When she was about to leave, her eyes were attracted by a lotus bud nearby.

The lotus is pink and delicate, like a shy girl waiting to bloom.

She had an idea and decided to pick it and put it in a vase and place it on the dining table. This way, she would feel much better when looking at it while eating and would eat two more bowls of rice.

Just as she reached out to pick the lotus leaf, her eyes inadvertently swept across the water surface under the lotus leaf, as if there was some huge monster there.

She hastily pushed aside the lotus leaves around her, took a closer look, her face suddenly changed, and she immediately fell down on the steps on the shore.

After a brief moment of stunned silence, Mother Wang quickly came to her senses and left in a hurry without caring about the lotus leaves that fell on the ground.

"Auntie Wang, what are you doing in such a panic?"

Gu Ranle's voice came from behind, scaring Wang Ma.

Upon hearing this, Wang Ma stopped, looked around to make sure no one was around, and then lowered her voice with an undisguised tremor in her tone.

"Miss, there seems to be someone in the pond..."