Such a Rude and Noisy Woman novel Chapter 129

"I saw a little girl who was about seven or eight years old... Oh my god...Ha ha ha..." Rachel couldn't help bursting into a loud guffaw as she read the first sentence.

Hiram frowned at Rachel and grabbed the letter out of her hands successfully this time. 'What's so funny?' he thought as he unfolded the letter.

"What are you doing?! Give it back!" Rachel quickly reached her hand out to take it back. But Hiram was too strong for her. He could use one hand to ward off Rachel while reading the letter quickly with the other.

After he read enough of the contents, he quickly rolled it into a ball. It was the only love letter he had ever written. Rachel unfortunately found it, and the best thing for him to do was to destroy it and throw it out. If Rachel read the whole letter, she might get jealous or create other problems.

"Stop! If you destroy it, I will go back home right now and you will have to sleep alone tonight!" Rachel threatened, seeing that he was about to rip the letter into shreds.

She glared at him as she crossed her arms.

When she saw that he didn't take any further action, Rachel hastily moved forward and took it back from his hand. "Why do you react so violently?" she complained. "It's just a love letter. Anyone who has ever liked a girl or a boy in his or her lifetime has written at least one such letter. Why can't I read it?"

Rachel unfolded the letter again and smoothed the wrinkles on it. She held it to the light and read it out loud mockingly. She didn't look at Hiram but from the corner of her eye she saw Hiram looking sullen.

"I like listening to the jingle of small bells in her every move. She is like an angel flying into my world. Her smile is very sweet, and she is so different from other girls that I've seen or met... But it seems that she doesn't like me... She throws little stones at me every time she sees me... Ha ha... Ahh ha ha..."

Rachel couldn't resist bursting into laughter. She couldn't control herself. "Hiram! You didn't like obedient girls but liked the girl who threw stones at you. Are you a masochist?"

Her laughter echoed for a while, then she eventually stopped laughing.

'Wait! Let me think. The girl was about seven or eight years old?

Why do I remember that I liked throwing little stones at a tall boy when I was little?' Rachel thought. The reason why Rachel liked to hurt the boy was because she knew that the boy was a member of Rong family.

Although she didn't know who the boy was at that time, Rachel hated him when she saw him walk out of the Rong family house.

Even as a child, She didn't like the Rong family because her grandfather had told her that she would be married off to a man from the Rong family when she grew up. Her young mind told her that she didn't want to get married. Thus she threw little stones at the boy whom she knew she would marry when they reached adulthood...

Small bells? Rachel could remember that her father once bought her a pair of bracelets during his business trip. There were small bells on the bracelets. She knew they were bracelets but she still liked to wear them around the ankles. She could hear the jingle of the bells when she walked around...

XH Village was not large. The house of the Rong family was not far away from the house of the Ruan family. It was not that close either. For the children who grew up in that area, the house of the Rong family was special, strange and mysterious.

Children always liked mysterious things, so they liked to play near the house of the Rong family.

"Why did you stop laughing? I thought that maybe you'd laugh the whole night." Hiram looked at her. Though laughing heartily just a moment earlier, she now looked nearly frozen, deep in thought.

He then saw Rachel fold the letter neatly and tuck it into her pocket carefully. Her behavior was odd. She was also looking at him oddly.

"Okay, why did you put it away carefully? Do you plan to use it to blackmail me and humiliate me next time? It's not gonna work, you know." 'Is it necessary to put away the letter so carefully as if the letter is important evidence?' he thought. Hiram tried to frown but couldn't help smiling.

Hiram wrote the letter when he was about eleven or twelve years old. Although he had seen a lot of girls at that time, he only liked the girl who threw stones at him. Maybe it was because of the "special treatment" he received from her. He somehow wrote the letter but he didn't send it to the girl.

While he was thinking, Hiram heard Rachel's low but excited voice.

"It's the first love letter I have received. Of course I should save it carefully!" Rachel said with a mysterious smile while she patted her pocket.

Hearing her words, his smile froze on his lips. "What did you say?"

"Nothing! I said nothing!" Rachel took off her shoes, got on the bed, undressed and put her clothes on the shelf.

She lay on the bed. But before she found a comfortable position, Hiram jumped on top of her. He ran his hands on the sides of her body to support his weight. Then he gazed at her and said, "Rachel, let me think. It seemed that you hated me when we first met.

Can you tell me the reason why you hated me?"

Hiram was clever enough to quickly realize what Rachel was talking about.