Time Travel to Become Your Sweetheart

Chapter 162 His Style

In the mountains, the air was fresh, mixed with the fragrance of soil. The sun was setting, casting a

beam of red light through the branches of the trees. NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

"Wild rabbit!"

Jane sensed that the grasses beside her feet were moving and when she looked into, she found a fat

gray rabbit there.

When the rabbit saw her, it was frightened and ran away quickly.

"Mommy, rabbit!" Dayton shouted out.

It was the first time he saw a wild gray rabbit. He chased with small steps, a little faster than the rabbit.

"Daddy, Mommy, let's catch the rabbit!"

Dayton laughed as he ran, chasing after the wild rabbit.

The wild rabbit was frightened and crawled into the grass, running quickly.

Jane went around the bushes, preparing to catch the rabbit on the other side. But she failed for scant

experience. Instead, the rabbit slipped past her and jumped away.

"Want it?" William asked.

He did not look at his son but Jane.

Villagers often went into the mountains to hunt in the off-season from farming, so the preys would

instinctively run on seeing people.

Some people of the Duncans were still living a relatively primitive life. Men and women were doing their

part and unwilling to leave.

"Yes." They both said.

It was said that the meat of wild rabbits was particularly delicious, and this rabbit was very fat. They can

eat to their hearts' content by stewing it with seasonings.

In these days, wild games were expensive. Moreover, most of the so-called wild games were actually

domesticated.

"Okay," William said.

He leaned against a tree, bathed in the dim light emanating from the setting sun. With a fist-sized stone

in his hand, he aimed it in the direction of the rabbit.

He raised his hand and threw it. The whole process was perfectly smooth.

On hearing the sound of the stone falling onto the ground, he said, "Let's go and check it." His voice

was flat.

According to the sound, the rabbit should have got shot.

"You did it?"

Jane couldn't believe it. Did he really hit the rabbit out of a casual throw?

"Daddy, Mommy, the rabbit is dead!"

Dayton exclaimed. He was looking to play with the rabbit and feed it with grass. He whined, "Daddy is

so bad!"

"Dead?"

Jane came closer and saw that the rabbit's head had blown up. She wondered how much strength

William had used.

He was so handsome!

Dayton crouched down and rubbed the rabbit, with tears rolling down.

He was thinking, "Since they had had dinner and were not hungry, why must they kill the rabbit?"

The rabbit was just alive and kicking and the next minute it was dead.

Jane mourned for the rabbit for a second and then couldn't help smiling.

They all were a little tired from climbing the mountain today. After coming back, she would cook it as a

reward.)

There were bamboo shoots in the mountains. He could stir-fry that with bacon. It would be very

delicious.

But she thought that Dayton must be frightened by seeing this.

Jane looked at her husband with complaint. Even in the mountains, William was still meticulous. His

shoes were still clean, without a touch of dirt, which really didn't fit in with the environment.

"You said that you want it." William retorted.

She could only see the rabbit this afternoon. And it was she who acted like having been hungry for a

long time and saw a pot of delicious stewed rabbit meat in front of her.

At that time, he only wanted to make her happy.

"I do want it, but was it really that obvious?" Jane asked.

She touched her face and thought," Even if she wanted it, there was no need to kill the rabbit in front of

their son. "

Children's world was pure and beautiful. There was no blood or slaughter.

"It makes no difference between dying now and dying later." William said.

He frowned. Humans stood at the top of the food chain. This was very normal like the survival of the

fittest. Cruel was not the word for the situation.

Almost everyone ate the meat of chicken, duck, and fish, right?

Jane didn't know what to say.

Hearing his words, she was rendered speechless. It was not her if she said that she couldn't eat the

rabbit because it was so cute.

Pigs were also cute, or why there were so many cartoon images of pigs.

"Dayton has to understand this sooner or later." William said.

As the heir of the Duncan Group, he could be kind, but he could not be too kind.

In the business world, battles were bloodless. But if you were not careful enough, you would lose

everything.

"Nelson killed himself because he was too kind and credulous." He continued.

If not, how could his partners dare run away with money? He was knocked down by those things, so he

ended everything with suicide.

To put it bluntly, he was just being selfish.

Kindness was not always good by its meaning.

"Daddy, is that true?"

Dayton blinked his eyes and asked in confusion, thinking that his daddy might be right.

He was bullied by Danny in kindergarten, and there would have been more bullying if Danny was still

there.

If he could not protect himself, he couldn't save those troubles for his parents.

The rabbit was cute, but its meat was also edible. So, there was no need to be sad about its death.

"Yes, Dayton. You will understand it in the future." William answered.

It was too much for Dayton now. He would save these things for him in the future.

Watching them two talking, Jane felt so touched. This was the first time she saw William educate their

son. It was so special and that was his style.

"Sweetheart, why are you even doing so great at throwing stones?"

The topic was too heavy, so Jane decided to change it.

"I used to be a member of the shooting club when I was abroad. So that is just a piece of cake." William

said.

His tone was flat. But hearing that Jane was cheering for him with admiration, he looked down to hide

his joy.

"This woman knew too little about him, and he was way better than that... on the bed." He thought.

He decided to discuss this in-depth issue with her on the bed tonight, without Dayton.

It took them several days from City J to the Duncans' ancestral home.

They three were not in a hurry, so they even visited several famous historical sites on the way. It was

the day before the appointed time when they finally arrived.

Tomorrow was the last day of the year and the most important day of the year, New Year's Eve.

"The house still looks the old way!" Master Duncan said.

The old always had the idea of returning to where they were born, so did Master Duncan.

They dreamed of drinking tea and playing chess every day, far away from the modern city.

"Grandpa, although here is good, it is too far away from hospitals." Jane said.

She did not agree. If Grandpa really lived here, it would be so inconvenient for them to come over.

What's more, she could not take care of him if he lived here.

"Well, well. If Jane wants me to stay, I will not go." Master Duncan said.

He was in hospital and having a video call with Jane, with several nurses taking turns to attend him and

some bodyguards at the door.

"Write down Jane's name on the genealogy when you go to honor our ancestors."

Master Duncan said this out of consideration.

The Duncans had a rule that they would open the ancestral hall once every ten years, and only at that

time could they add names on the genealogy.

Jane and Dayton were not on the genealogy.

Ten years were long, and things could change a lot. If Jane and William divorced, she couldn't have her

name on the genealogy.

"I will do that."

William said without hesitation.