Chapter 80: Excessive Love is a Stumbling Block to Wisdom

Xu Yu really pretended too well before.

Sang Zhixia had never realized before that Xu Yu had such a strong and unyielding side.

Just like a huge wave suddenly rising from the calm water, the jagged and sharp rocks can be vaguely seen among the surging waves. The oppressive feeling coming towards you is suddenly felt before your eyes, and the air is filled with an unavoidable heaviness and a breath that belongs only to him.

Suddenly, the tip of her nose bumped into his in front of her eyes, and the heat from their intertwined breaths made her heart tremble. Her fingertips curled up, and her throat felt like it was blocked.

call.

It seems a little difficult to breathe.

Sang Zhixia's ears blushed silently in the cage created by Xu Yu's body and gaze. She forced herself to remain calm and exhaled a breath of hot air, her voice hoarse, "I really did misunderstand you before."

Xu Yu raised his eyebrows and smiled playfully: "What's the misunderstanding?"

Sang Zhixia answered with great difficulty: "I shouldn't have doubted the rumors in Kyoto."

Facts have proved that there is no smoke without fire.

If Xu Yu's behavior in his early years had not been associated with debauchery and tyranny, the original owner, who lived in seclusion, would not have had the opportunity to hear those unruly rumors.

This man has such an impactful and handsome face, and he also has such an overwhelming and intimate aura, which is enough to scare people.

Especially those narrow eyes...

When he stared at people motionlessly like this, his eyes seemed to be filled with an unspeakable smile, so soft that it seemed like the deep sea that could drown people.

Sang Zhixia had every reason to suspect that if he stared at even a passing dog with that kind of gaze, the dog would mistakenly think he was deeply affectionate...

As expected, Master Xu’s reputation as a playboy and a playboy was well-deserved.

This guy has the capital to confuse people!

Xu Yu was still unaware of how his exposed nature was being evaluated, and he found Sang Zhixia's sullen expression somewhat amusing.

"Zhizhi, what are you thinking about?"

Sang Zhixia took a deep breath, used her elbow as a barrier to keep him an inch away from her, and said incoherently, "I'm wondering when you'll stop going crazy like a peacock spreading its feathers."

Xu Yu's face went blank for a moment.

Sang Zhixia said very seriously: "To be honest, you are more handsome when you are quiet."

"Why don't you just keep pretending?"

The occasional glimpse of a heartbeat can be considered a diversion in a boring life, but in the eyes of Sang Zhixia, who has a strong sense of self-protection, these diversions are enough.

She had struggled enough to survive in her previous life, and what she longed for was unchanging peace and a life without any disturbances. Deep love was not a necessity, and she herself did not expect it.

If possible, she hoped that she and the cheap husband who was forced upon her halfway through her life could maintain a peaceful and respectful relationship, until things were ready and maybe they would have one or two children of their own, and they would continue to live in peace and stability on the yellow earth until they died of old age and grew old in peace.

Don't pick flowers that are too bright.

I also avoid overly strong emotions.

Anything that seems to be in harmony needs to maintain a stable balance.

She didn't like anything that might go too far, that would disrupt the stability she had worked so hard to find.

Because whether it is love or hate, overly strong emotions will sooner or later become a stumbling block to wisdom, which runs counter to her pursuit of a stable life.

Now Xu Yu looks like a male bird showing off its feathers and fangs, and he looks very clueless.

Xu Yu was stunned and amused: "Zhizhi, I..."

"Stop!"

Sang Zhixia raised her index finger at him warily, flicking it left and right before emphasizing, "I'm busy. I'll teach your brother, who uses idioms incorrectly, how to memorize a complete collection of idioms when I have time. Don't cause trouble for me."

She pushed Xu Yu away, jumped down from the cabinet and landed steadily on the ground. Her face was calm, but her back as she pushed the door open in a panic revealed her mood at the moment.

She is not as calm as she looks.

Xu Yu held the counter with one hand without moving. For a moment, he couldn't understand why Sang Zhixia reacted like this. However, when he rubbed his fingertips and felt the remaining warmth and softness, he couldn't help but chuckle.

I have to say, it is very wise to pretend for a while.

If I don't let the prey relax its vigilance first, how will I have the chance to climb into the bed?

When he raised his hand, his fingertips slipped from the corner of his lips, and he chased after her with a smile: "Zhizhi, I'll help you cook."

After pressing the cabinet like crazy, Xu Yu seemed to be much more normal on the outside.

Sang Zhixia breathed a sigh of relief calmly, but before she could calm down, she heard cheerful voices outside the door.

The people who were out are back.

The old man and Uncle Xu walked in front, followed by his three sisters-in-law with happy faces.

As soon as Aunt Xu walked in, she couldn't help but say to Sang Zhixia, "Xia Xia, the work at the embroidery shop is a long-term job, so you don't have to rush to make wine to sell!"

Xu Wenxiu also smiled from ear to ear: "Yes, before I went there, I was worried that the owner of the embroidery shop would not be satisfied, but who knew that after seeing the finished product, the owner took the initiative to ask for a price increase. As long as we can provide a stable supply of embroidery products, there will definitely be no shortage of orders in the future."

Although embroidery is a very delicate job, it happens to be what they are good at and what they like to do.

Not to mention that the money they can earn is enough to provide for the family's food and drink expenses, which means that they can take on the responsibility of supporting the family without being exposed to the wind and sun.

The responsibility that falls on my head is heavy, and besides the novelty, there are more unspeakable surprises.

If they had not fallen to this point, and were promised to be the beautiful beauties of famous paintings who depended on men for their lives, how could they have imagined that this day would come?

The joy brought by the moment of finding self-worth may have long surpassed the happiness of earning money.

Sang Zhixia was infected by the joy in their words and smiled. She helped to take the cloth and embroidery thread they brought back and said, "I said that my mother-in-law and two aunts have very exquisite craftsmanship and it is impossible to make mistakes. Although I am not good at it, I think it is still okay."

Aunt Xu took the water she handed over, took a big sip, and said with a smile, "You already know enough. It would be nice if you could spare one or two for us."

Otherwise, this niece-in-law is proficient in everything, which makes them all seem like complete wastes.

Sang Zhixia sighed, feeling both amused and embarrassed, and handed the kettle of water to Xu Yu, who was holding out his hand. She said in a slower tone, "Working in the embroidery shop is a long-term endeavor, which is good news. However, such meticulous work is very stressful on the eyes, so there's no need to rush, or it's bad for your eyes."

I heard that some embroiderers who worked very hard became blind before they were old, and some were plagued by old injuries at a young age. As long as you can make a living at home, there is really no need to work too hard for this.

Xu Yu also said, "No matter how good the price the embroidery shop owner offers, there's no need to take on too many jobs."

"Zhizhi is right. Your health is more important."

"That's right."

Uncle Xu was concerned about his wife's weak constitution, so he quickly nodded in agreement: "I think it's good to work during the day and take a break. Don't burn the midnight oil at night. This won't work for a long time."

Men can't help with work like embroidery, but over the past six months, supporting each other has become a habit, and those who can't help have also developed understanding.

The old man was very satisfied with this and nodded, saying, "They are right. When the busy farming season starts in spring, the family's livelihood will still be mainly based on farming. You can just treat your crafts as a supplement. Don't overwork yourself."

Those who wanted to do something big felt warm in their hearts when they heard this, and nodded with smiles.

It was not until then that the old lady, who had been sulking in the house all day, came out with a gloomy face.

"Since you went to the county town, can you see Lao Er and Minghui?"