The others were relatively restrained, but Liu Mancang's neck was almost twisted 180 degrees, and to make matters worse, he was laughing in a particularly... lewd way.

Xie Zhuo: "..."

He glared at Liu Mancang, then subtly glanced at Xu Yan out of the corner of his eye.

The young educated youth had a very graceful walking posture, with her back straight but not overly stiff. Although her movements were very casual as she walked forward, she gave people the feeling that she was different from others.

Xie Zhuo couldn't help but take a few more glances.

When he looked down at her again, Xu Yan caught him red-handed.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" Xu Yan asked.

She had never been on the ground before in her life, and since then she had been thinking back and forth about what would happen if she wasn't skilled enough and someone noticed. Then she noticed that people were looking at her.

No way!

People recognized me before I even got to the ground?

Xu Yan felt guilty for a moment, and then she saw Xie Zhuo's ears suddenly turn red after she casually asked a question.

Xu Yan: "?"

She thought she was seeing things, and looked again...

I still couldn't see it clearly.

Because Xie Zhuo suddenly took off his straw hat and put it on her head.

He even deliberately pressed the front of his straw hat down a little.

Xu Yan's vision was completely blocked at once.

Xu Yan: "..."

The straw hat is woven from dried wheat straw.

Many people in the village wear straw hats whether they are working in the fields or not. Some of them have straw hats that are no longer recognizable as the original color of wheat stalks; the yellowish-brown color has long since turned black from wearing them so many times.

Even without getting close enough to smell it, you can almost smell the scent of hair oil.

Xu Yan felt nauseous just thinking about it.

She quickly removed the straw hat that Xie Zhuo had placed on her head.