Xu Qianjiao was holding a basket and saw Cheng Jiawen bending over in the field from a distance. She walked over slowly and stood on the edge of the field, calling out to him, "Cheng Jiawen~"
When Cheng Jiawen heard the voice and looked up, he saw Xu Qianjiao holding a basket and standing on the edge of the field, calling him with a cute look on her face. A smile appeared on his weak face, and he wanted to respond to her, but when he opened his mouth, no sound came out.
As soon as he looked up, Xu Qianjiao saw that his face was pale and sweat was dripping from his forehead. She was startled and quickly ran to his side to support him. "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Let me take you to the hospital."
Cheng Jiawen's face was pale, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead. He clutched his stomach in pain, his body curled up. He looked at Xu Qianjiao, pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing a forced smile, and said weakly, "It's okay, it's just a stomachache."
His voice was low and weak, as if squeezed out from his throat.
Seeing him like this, Xu Qianjiao felt a little pain in her heart, "Why is it so serious?"
"I didn't have breakfast. It's okay. It will be fine in a while." Cheng Jiawen was supported by her and leaned on her, slowly adjusting his breathing to relieve the pain.
Xu Qianjiao knew that he was just holding on, but there was nothing she could do. She could only watch him endure the stomachache in pain. After a while, Xu Qianjiao saw that he was feeling a little better, so she said gently, "Come, I'll help you sit under the tree for a while." Xu Qianjiao struggled to help Cheng Jiawen walk to the tree beside them.
After helping Cheng Jiawen sit down under the tree, Xu Qianjiao immediately ran to get the basket that she had just dropped on the ridge of the field. Cheng Jiawen sat there, holding her stomach, and looked at her in a mess, climbing up the ridge with her hands and feet. She felt a little distressed, but there was no way to take care of her now.
After a while, Xu Qianjiao came back with a basket. She turned on the kettle and carefully placed it next to Cheng Jiawen's mouth. "Come, drink some water first."
Cheng Jiawen took a sip from her hand. The warm water relieved some of the pain. His complexion also looked a little better and he no longer sweated from the pain.
Xu Qianjiao took out a bowl of chicken porridge and an egg from the basket and asked, "Can you eat now?"
"Prepared for me?" Cheng Jiawen looked at her with a gentle smile.
Xu Qianjiao nodded. "Well, I ran into Zhaodi when I was feeding the cows. He said you don't eat breakfast every day, so I made some porridge and brought it to you."
Cheng Jiawen's pale face suddenly smiled. He took the porridge from Xu Qianjiao's hand and began to eat it voraciously.
"Slow down, don't choke." Xu Qianjiao said as she peeled an egg for him. "Here, eggs."
Cheng Jiawen took it and finished the egg in two bites. After he finished eating the porridge and the egg, he slowly recovered. His stomach finally didn't hurt as severely as before. Although it was still a little, it was still tolerable.
Xu Qianjiao picked up a handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead, then softly advised, "You can't skip breakfast in the future. It's not good for your stomach. Besides, you still have to do farm work. How can your body bear not eating breakfast?"
Cheng Jiawen smiled faintly and teased, "Okay, when we get married in the future, you can stare at me while I eat breakfast every day."
"Go away. Eat it or not." Xu Qianjiao felt shy when she heard this, and a blush appeared on her face.
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The two of them rested there for a while. Xu Qianjiao looked at Cheng Jiawen, whose complexion gradually returned to normal, and she was still a little worried. "Why don't we go see a doctor? Your stomach problem is too serious."
Cheng Jiawen touched her head and gently comforted her, "It's okay, it's an old problem. It's just because I went to deliver goods last night, which was a lot of exercise. Then I didn't have breakfast this morning and came to work again, so it became so serious. Don't worry, I'm fine."
When Xu Qianjiao heard this, she said angrily, "Your mother wants you to work, but she doesn't even leave you something to eat?"
Cheng Jiawen looked at her angry face and thought it was cute. He reached out and pinched her angry face, "It's like this, in the old Cheng family, we never leave any food for you, of course, except for Big Brother and Goudan."
"That's too much." Upon hearing this, Xu Qianjiao was furious. They wanted people to work but didn't give them food. Slaves in ancient times didn't act like this.
Cheng Jiawen patted her head soothingly, "Okay, don't be angry. Don't worry, I won't starve myself. I can find food by myself."
Xu Qianjiao calmed down and said in a serious tone with a hint of heartache: "If you eat on time every day, your stomach problems won't be so serious. How about this, although my cooking skills are not very good, it is edible. If you don't mind, I will bring you breakfast every day?"
"I couldn't ask for more! Today's porridge is the best I've ever had." Cheng Jiawen held her hand. "Thank you, Jiaojiao."
Xu Qianjiao lowered her head a little shyly, and gently adjusted the position of her fingers, so that their hands were interlocked.
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At noon, the sun was shining brightly, the sky was as blue as a gem, and white clouds floated in the air like clouds. The sun shone on the earth without reservation, bringing endless warmth and brightness.
Cheng Jiawen had almost finished resting. He stood up and said, "Let's go. It's almost time to go home and eat."
"Um."
Along the way, the two of them held hands and walked together, fingers intertwined. When they reached a crowded place, they let go of each other's hands, but still walked side by side.
It is now time to get off work, and the villagers are walking home one after another. When they see the two of them walking intimately together, their eyes widen and they start whispering to each other.
"Wen boy, Jiaojiao, what are you doing?" A dark and thin lady suddenly stepped forward to stop them, and her eyes looked back and forth between the two of them with ambiguity, as if she was determined to find out some gossip from them.
Cheng Jiawen smiled faintly, "Aunt Lin, Jiaojiao and I are dating."
Aunt Lin's dark, thin face revealed a look of surprise, her eyes as big as green beans widened as she asked excitedly, "Ahaha, so that's the case. Congratulations, when can I drink your wedding wine?"
"It will be soon, probably in winter." Cheng Jiawen said calmly.
Although his mother has not agreed yet, who cares about her? He can marry whoever he wants. However, for the sake of the new daughter-in-law's face, it is better for his mother to propose marriage. Otherwise, why would he be so humble and beg them?
After hearing the gossip she wanted to know, Aunt Lin waved at the two of them and said, "Hahaha, so that's the case. Congratulations. I'm leaving first. I have to go back to cook."
"Okay, take care, auntie."
After saying goodbye to the two, Aunt Lin hurried to her younger sister's home. She didn't even bother to cook and went to gossip first. The others who heard it also hurried away with gossipy looks on their faces.
"The wedding is in winter?" Xu Qianjiao looked at him with a playful expression. "I haven't even mentioned it yet. My parents may not agree to let me marry you."
Cheng Jiawen took her hand and gave her a quick kiss, "Don't worry, just be the bride, and leave the rest to me."
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