Oh No! The Grassland Wolf Pup Carries the Plump Cutie Home

[A rugged prairie man's bold pursuit × a fallen beauty's fluttering heart] For most people, being sent down to the countryside means living under someone else's roof. For Su Wanhe, it means going home. In 1968, eighteen-year-old Su Wanhe returned to her family’s old home on the grasslands, the Harimutu Brigade. Her grandfather was a respected old herdsman. Her father was the only cadre in the whole village to have made his way out into the wider world. The older generation remembered his kindness, and couldn’t bear to let her do hard labor. The girls her age were collectively envious of her fair, delicate skin and polished looks. Behind her back, they called her spoiled and pretentious, but to her face, they secretly copied the way she dressed. Su Wanhe heard their sour remarks. She just couldn’t be bothered to care. She only thought: I’m back in my own home. What do I have to feel inferior about? She lived freely and happily in her hometown, with no need to hold back. Until Amur, the brigade leader’s younger son, started acting strangely. As she bottle-fed a lamb, he appeared behind her at some point and said in a low, husky voice, “Wanhe, your hand’s shaking. Let me show you.” She lowered her head and tried to move away. He stepped closer, his chest almost against her back, his warm breath brushing her ear. “Why are you running?” She ran off with a red face, and right there in front of everyone, he declared, “Anything concerning the Su family girl concerns me too.” The girls her age were grinding their teeth with jealousy, while the village elders beamed with delight. The steadiest, toughest young hunter on the grasslands had set his sights on this soft, snowy-white little lamb. He followed her everywhere, shielding her from wind, snow, and spiteful remarks, keeping such close watch that her heart raced and she had nowhere to hide. Cornered beside the sheep pen with nowhere left to retreat, Su Wanhe’s face turned scarlet. “Brother Amur, what exactly…” He lowered his head, his gaze deep and unwavering. “When are you finally going to fall for me? I can’t wait much longer.”