Chapter 76 Jealous Ex-husband

Zhao Tong hurried back and saw the trembling figure in the corridor from afar. His feet froze in place. He stared at Xiao Ji with wide eyes. The young man leaned on two crutches to support himself, his pale face covered with sweat, but he stood straight in the spring sunshine.

"Master... Master?!" Zhao Tong rushed forward in two steps and stretched out his hand to support.

Xiao Ji scolded in advance: "Don't help me!"

His knuckles turned white from tightly gripping the cane, and veins on his forehead were taut, but he stubbornly took another step with his injured leg.

Looking at the boy's stubborn profile, Zhao Tong's hand froze in mid-air.

"It's only been twenty-five days..."

Zhao Tong muttered, a sour taste rising in his throat. A broken bone takes a hundred days to heal, and while he could try walking after twenty days or so, he had never imagined his master could do that with such a serious injury. He was so happy that tears welled up in his eyes, and he could hardly wait to say,

"That's great! Master, we must tell the lady so she can know this good news too!"

However, Xiao Ji stopped him and said, "No need to tell the Madam."

Before Zhao Tong could ask, Xiao Ji had already explained: "My leg has only just been able to walk a few steps, and it's not working properly yet. Why not wait until it recovers better and give Madam a surprise?"

Zhao Tong suddenly smiled innocently and wiped his red eyes from excitement. "That's good, that's fine too, but Master, we have to proceed step by step. Let's rest for a while."

This time Xiao Ji did not refute. Zhao Tong helped him walk back to the wheelchair and sat down. The crutches were also put back in their original places. Not long after, when Qing Wu came to find Xiao Ji for dinner, he deliberately glanced at the crutches placed aside. Seeing that the position had not changed, he felt a little disappointed.

Fortunately, she also knew that this matter couldn't be rushed and required patience for a while. Qing Wu walked over with a smile on her face, without any change of expression. She walked to Xiao Ji's side and naturally pushed his wheelchair. They walked slowly along the corridor to the kitchen, introducing today's lunch in a gentle voice.

"Today, everything is fresh and delicious. Madam Xia picked some young wolfberry shoots from the field and mixed them with sesame oil. It's refreshing and light. She also picked some newly sprouted asparagus and quickly stir-fried it with the bacon slices we bought. It's very fresh and crispy. We also have the first crop of spring leeks, which we'll make with tofu and a leek and tofu soup. Oh, and Fugui'er also caught a pheasant yesterday. It's served with freshly steamed corn and rice. Liulang, you should eat more today."

Hearing her say these things in a soft voice, Xiao Ji would just listen quietly in the past, but now he couldn't help but look up, Qing Wu was very close to him, and when he turned his head, his face actually touched her collar directly, and in an instant, his cheek sank slightly into a softness.

Both of their bodies froze. Xiao Ji turned his head quickly, and they both pretended nothing had happened.

But the boy who was originally sitting loosely in the wheelchair now sat upright, his back stiff, and the tips of his ears turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. Although the girl pushing the wheelchair had no change of expression, if you looked closely, you could see that her hands holding the wheelchair were also clenched a little tighter.

The beating of their hearts like drums drowned out the huge sound of the wheelchair's wheels. The atmosphere became vaguely awkward. Zhao Tong, who was following behind them, knew nothing about it and was thinking about the food his wife had just mentioned.

Qingwu originally thought that everything would be fine during the meal, but who would have thought that during the meal, the people on the opposite side would cast more glances at him than before.

This really can't be blamed on Xiao Ji. Who can resist looking when they know that the person they fell in love with twice is the same person?

He secretly observed Qingwu's every move, and the details that he had never paid attention to before now seemed like flaws.

The Madam was not as reserved as other noble ladies when dining, taking only a small portion before putting down her chopsticks. Her chopstick-holding posture was correct and natural, her movements flowing like water, neither slowing down to appear pretentious nor rushing to appear impolite.

This kind of behavior was more to his liking. It made people want to eat just by looking at it. Xiao Ji couldn't help but smile slightly.

Just seeing the lady opposite looking up, the young man quickly lowered his head and stared at the rice in the bowl, pretending to eat seriously, but he didn't know that his unconscious action of stroking the edge of the bowl had already been noticed by Qingwu.

What's going on?

When she saw his dark gaze again, Qingwu put down the spoon and asked casually.

"Does Liu Lang feel that the food is not to his liking?"

The boy across from him shook his head as if his tail had been stepped on, his chopsticks clacking against the edge of his bowl. He hurriedly lowered his head to scoop up his rice, but choked and coughed, a flush spreading across his fair face.

"No, no."

Qingwu looked at him suspiciously, but ultimately didn't ask anything.

This look of wanting to say something but not being able to, on the contrary, made Xiao Ji's heart feel like being scratched by a cat's claws. She had clearly noticed that something was wrong with him, so why didn't she even want to show him some concern?

The silver chopsticks stirred the rice in the bowl unconsciously. He looked at the person opposite him who was concentrating on eating, and a bitter taste rose in his throat.

Xiao Ji couldn't help but think of his wife's original husband, who had won the third place in the imperial examination. The smile on his lips disappeared in an instant. He looked up at his wife who was only focused on eating across from him, and couldn't help but start to have wild thoughts.

I wonder what the lady looked like when she had dinner with him?

Xiao Ji's mind uncontrollably flashed with the image of the two of them drinking together. His fingertips suddenly tightened, squeezing the porcelain bowl until it made a subtle sound, and a bitter feeling welled up in his heart.

Madam has always been calm and composed. Has she really let go, or has she hidden all her longing deep in her heart?

Does she still like her ex-husband?

Perhaps because she had seen the boy's expression change too many times before, Qingwu didn't pay attention to Xiao Ji's mood. After lunch, she felt a little tired. As usual, she asked Xiao Ji if he wanted to take a nap. Seeing that he refused, she lay down on the bed alone and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Little did she know that the young man outside picked up his crutch in frustration and walked angrily for dozens of steps in the corridor outside the hall, looking into the hall from time to time. Seeing that she really didn't notice anything, he walked around angrily again.

Qingwu turned over on the bed and frowned slightly. What was that annoying noise outside?

When she woke up and walked out of the inner hall, the young man outside was reading in the corridor as usual, and the crutches were still standing beside him. Qingwu greeted him and went to find Fuguier and others to continue digging in the backyard.

The young man in the corridor looked at her back, pursed his lips, and after a long while he looked back at the book. Then he turned the book over angrily. It turned out that he had taken the book upside down.

I haven't noticed this yet... If I like it, I will definitely find it...

The girl was unaware of this and took the four men to the backyard. When they arrived at the field, they were dumbfounded.

It seems that they had only dug two mu of land originally, but now it seems that only half an acre of land has been dug. The two mu of land that have been dug have also been raked carefully with an iron rake. Can they just sprinkle the seeds in and plant them directly?

"Could this be done by Zhao Tong?"

"No way, Master isn't that strong... to dig out such a large piece of land so quickly."

Qing Wu took a closer look and then said with a smile, "It seems that the snail girls have done it for us..."