Werewolf hunting rules

When Cuitis saw Donna, the girl's face was still filled with joy.

"I saw your practice in the garden. It seems that you and Clayton get along well." Cuitis said quietly.

"He's a big bastard!"

Donna flew straight into her mother's arms, bumping against her mother's chest like a calf. Her joy didn't end there, because after Tritis came to the house, Clayton specifically asked the other tutors to shorten their lessons so that they could spend more time with each other.

Therefore, her last sentence was completely said with a smile.

Seeing her daughter's cheerful energy, Cuitisi couldn't really take these words seriously.

"You have been saying that you want to see Clayton before. Now that you have met him, what is the difference between him and your expectations?"

"It's different from what I thought. He's much more bad! But... he's also a very interesting person. Although sometimes he can be very harsh, but he has a way of making me laugh afterwards." Donna expressed her feelings, and then continued Curiously: "Mom, why did you show that you didn't like him before? Why didn't you invite him to your home? The old house is also where he grew up. He must want to come back and visit, and he said that he has always wanted to see me. ”

Cuitis looked at her daughter lovingly, holding her little face in her hands, and scraping away the dirt from her face with her thumbs.

"I didn't drive him away. It was because he didn't want to come back. He was afraid of setting foot on that familiar land. It would remind him of all kinds of sad things."

"But he said it was because you didn't agree with him going back." Donna imitated Clayton's tone of voice: "'If you, mother, don't agree, I can't step into the old house.' That's what he said."

"It's just an excuse. He's always like this. If he really wants to come back, how can I stop him?"

Her mother's words made Donna think. After a few seconds, she became unhappy: "So he doesn't actually want to see me that much."

If Clayton really wanted to see her, he should overcome the difficulties and rush back to Butnu's old house.

Cuitisi shook her head: "Don't blame him too harshly. Everything he is familiar with has faded and passed away there. For him, the old house and land in his hometown are not wealth, but shackles that weigh on his soul. . He can miss his hometown like a painting, but it is impossible to live there as he used to."

"He came back once but couldn't overcome the disorder. He couldn't even sleep without drugs and alcohol."

Donna still couldn't fully understand this feeling, and she rolled in her mother's arms as she thought about it.

"Has he come back? I have no impression."

"Of course you have no impression. You were young at that time and we all lived in the city. I came back to Butnu temporarily to handle your grandparents' funeral. At that time, Aunt Molly from the neighbor's house was taking care of you."

"Oh." Donna narrowed her eyes and suddenly sat up and leaned next to her mother.

"Mom, there's something I need to tell you. Clayton said he actually doesn't like you."

"It's just an excuse." Cuitisi didn't even raise her eyelids: "He has always been like that, afraid to reveal his true feelings to others. If he didn't still have unrealistic expectations for me, given his age, he would have been Once you get married, you should have your own children.”

She held the rosary tightly and sighed sincerely: "Oh, beauty is really a sin for me."

Sometimes Donna would wonder why she could get close to Clayton so quickly, but at this moment her doubts were suddenly solved.

Clayton's boasting tone was exactly the same as his mother's now. I'm afraid she felt similar qualities to her mother from him, so she quickly accepted his presence in her life.

This is what a close relative feels like.

"In this case, I have to persuade him to let go of his feelings for his mother and start a new life."

Donna stood up, slapping her chest and volunteering to resolve the matter. She left the room under Cuitis's pleased eyes.

"What is it?!"

Clayton was sitting in his new study working, and when he heard Donna's words, he immediately stopped writing angrily.

He put the pen aside and looked at his niece seriously: "I didn't get married before because I wanted to find a wise woman who could tolerate my past. This was not easy, so I settled for the next best thing. I want to find a rich widow, which can at least increase the value of my property. But now the situation is different. I will not consider getting married in the next few years, but this has absolutely nothing to do with her, just because I am not afraid of werewolves now. There are not many women.”

Donna hopes he'll come around, but Clayton doesn't seem to have any hesitation.

"Donna, go tell your mother and tell her to stop thinking nonsense. There is absolutely no way I will use my brain on her."

"All right."

Donna turned and ran out of the study.

"It's such a subtle courtship, but I can't respond to him." Cuitisi sighed with emotion.

A woman who is wise and not afraid of werewolves, the person who meets these two conditions is undoubtedly here.

Donna agreed.

Wu Lun is no longer here, but Cuitisi's life is very hard and she plans to become a monk, which is something she doesn't want to see as a daughter. And if Clayton continues with his current lifestyle, he will definitely become a very evil person, and he needs a beautiful and kind woman to guide his life direction.

If they are together, they complement each other perfectly.

Two people who like her also like each other. Donna can get relief from it and have an extra father. This is the biggest benefit.

"Perhaps the old man's decision influenced him. Go and tell him that we should all forget about that matter."

"Which thing?"

"He knows." Cuitisi didn't want to say more.

Donna ran out of the bedroom questioningly.

"I forgot a long time ago, but she still remembers it!"

Clayton pushed back his chair and stood up, pacing back and forth in the study.

Donna thought she had found a chance to answer her question: "What is an old man's decision?"

"It's just a private decision of your grandparents. Because of Batnu's customs, they have already made arrangements for my marriage." Clayton crossed his arms uneasily. When he mentioned this, even the experienced warriors I couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.

"There is a custom in Batnu, which is, of course, outdated now. That is, if a married man dies and his brother is unmarried, his widow must marry his brother, and the brother must agree, otherwise That woman could spit in his face."

"Your grandparents knew Cuitisi's character. They didn't say it explicitly, but they hinted at the distribution of the inheritance."

"I got all the fields, and Tritis got all the houses. In this way, even if Tritis lives in a house, she can't live without the fields, and I have a large piece of land, and I am homeless in Butnu. Only with Cuiti's permission can I return to my home. They wanted to force us to get together in this way, but Cuiti and I both rejected this final arrangement."

Clayton let go of his arm and waved: "Over the past many years, I thought this was a consensus, but she just wants to bring it up again!"

"But why not?" Donna was puzzled.

Clayton finally understood what was going on. He stopped and looked at Donna in disbelief: "You want to see me marry your mother?"

Donna admitted it.

Clayton laughed, as if he had seen the funniest thing in the world.

"Listen, kid, I can die for my family, which includes you and your mother. And I believe she should have the same consciousness, but if anyone is going to arrange for the two of us to be together, it's better to get us all together first. Drown in the water!"

Donna was a little unhappy: "Are you so reluctant?"

"Please believe me, she is as reluctant as I am." Clayton put his hands behind his back, determined to tell his niece the past story.

"Do you know what it was like when I first met her?"

The little niece shook her head, so Clayton recounted that past incident.

The story of how Uren and Tritis met may be a great story, but as a member of Uren's family, the timing and role of Clayton's involvement in this story seems a bit strange.

But it's not his fault.

It was a weary summer, and Clayton Bello was fifteen years old and spending his first school vacation.

Like any idle person, he put aside his school books and homework and carved wood according to his own interests.

The weather that day was very unusual. The sun was still shining brightly and there were no clouds in sight. But not long after, there were several terrible thunders in the sky. The sound was so loud that the dead could sit up from their coffins. The strong wind is like an invisible knight galloping in the distant wheat fields, and the golden waves of wheat rise and fall under its charge. At the same time, more and more dark cloud flags are gathering in the sky.

His parents and brothers went to the city to go to the market with their newly produced agricultural products, leaving him alone at home. So the moment he heard the thunder, Clayton hurried outside to rescue the clothes that were drying.

After all the clothes were safe, it started pouring rain, and the sky and the earth almost became a white curtain of water.

After finishing his work, it was noon, and Clayton went to the kitchen to fry himself two eggs and some bacon. But when the food was ready, he lost his appetite due to heat and exhaustion.

So he decided to take a nap before getting up to eat.

At that time, Clayton had a knack for falling asleep quickly when he wanted to.

Two hours later, he finally woke up and went back downstairs to enjoy his food, but by this time, a girl was already doing it for him.

When the story from the past was told here, Clayton's voice became deeper: "The girl was wearing a nun's clothes, her black hair was wet, and she looked calm as if she was at home. I thought she was a relative of mine at first. , but when I saw that unusual face, I confirmed that I had never seen her before.”

"She was wearing the clothes I had collected before going to bed, sitting in my exclusive seat and enjoying my lunch."

“She was generous with my favorite wild berry jam and spread it on both sides!”

The outrageous act made Clayton frown, who was just recalling. His angry tone only restored one-tenth of his original emotion, but it was already daunting.

"Then where will her hands be?" Donna couldn't help but ask.

Clayton replied: "On the outer crust, of course."

Next, when a vigorous fifteen-year-old boy meets such an uninvited and beautiful girl at home, you can imagine what will happen.

He immediately rushed to fight her.

Not only did he invade the house, but he also ate the lunch he had worked so hard to prepare. Young Clayton could swear that he had never seen such an arrogant thief!

"We grabbed each other's shoulders and tried to knock each other over. To be honest, she was really strong. She was so strong that she didn't look like a girl at all. We were in a stalemate for a while, but no one succeeded. Then Wu Lun came in from the door. Stopped us and told me who she was."

"It turned out that she just met him on the road and wanted to take shelter from the rain in the nearest residential house. Of course, entertaining guests requires sacrifice. So Wu Lun asked her to treat this place as her home, and she is also a very honest person. Listen to When you receive a request, you really don’t treat yourself as a guest.”

Donna suddenly realized that she felt embarrassed just listening to this past incident.

"So that's why you are at odds with each other."

First impressions always leave a lasting impression, and it's natural that they don't want to meet because of this.

But Clayton again vetoed it.

"No, I am a typical Bugliga person who is responsive to guests' requests. Besides, she also intended to ease the relationship with me, so we reconciled quickly. In fact, without my support, neither of them would be able to marry."

Donna sat down at the table and listened intently to her uncle's story.

"There was a popular rumor about a love ritual among girls. It is said that as long as you kiss your lover once in the morning and evening for two hundred and forty days, their relationship will never fade away and they will definitely be able to get married."

"Since your grandparents did not support their eldest son's relationship with a nun, Ulen and your mother wanted to try this ritual at that time, but they encountered a problem."

"Tritis is a novice nun. She lives in a convent four kilometers away from our home. This is not a shortcut, so they made an appointment that Tritis would sneak out in the morning while the old nuns were practicing their voices. ”

"After Cuitis ran to our house, she had to eat before running back, otherwise she would faint on the way back. Ulen and I could only secretly prepare food. However, any shortage of food may cause your grandmother Yingjia to panic. Be careful, Wu Lun has to work in the morning, so it’s impossible for her to skip breakfast, so I decided to give her my breakfast and make up the missing portion at noon.”

"So the love ritual worked?" Donna covered her mouth as soon as she finished asking.

This obviously worked, otherwise she wouldn't exist at this moment.

"Of course it will work!" Clayton was very sure: "I didn't eat breakfast for two hundred and forty days because of their love. If they dare to break up in the end, I will be the first to vote against it!"

Having said this, he spread his hands and said to his niece who was listening seriously: "To be honest, Wu Lun taught me riding and shooting. It was when he needed me urgently. Of course I have to support him." ”

"After that, they would invite me whenever they went out to play, but they would always drop me halfway."

"Why is this? Is mom actually still angry with you?" Donna asked puzzledly.

"It's not that they did it intentionally, it's just..." Clayton shrugged helplessly: "You know, they practiced long-distance running in the morning and in the evening. I was just a mortal at the time, and I really couldn't keep up with them. !”

Donna burst out laughing.