Yan Shuhua on the side just wanted to know how to make his blush disappear quickly, otherwise he would not be able to sleep.

After a while, Yan Shuhua turned over, fearing that the man might have fallen asleep.

When she suddenly felt a pair of eyes staring at her, she opened her eyes and saw that it was Xiao Jinchu's dark eyes staring at her.

"ah!"

I was almost scared to death.

"You scared me to death. Why aren't you sleeping in the middle of the night?"

"You too?"

"I can't sleep." Yan Shuhua said in self-abandonment, pulling the quilt up.

"Chat with me." Xiao Jinchu raised his thin lips slightly and uttered a word.

Yan Shuhua became interested and responded, "Okay, okay, then what should we talk about?"

Just as he was worrying, Yan Shuhua thought of a topic, turned around, looked at Xiao Jinchu with sparkling eyes, and asked, "Actually, I don't know why your mother's attitude was so strange when she first saw me, as if I owed you money."

"Actually, she misunderstood." As for what she misunderstood, Xiao Jinchu didn't seem to want to explain.

Yan Shuhua didn't plan to ask any more questions. The two of them just chatted about some irrelevant things, and soon Yan Shuhua felt sleepy.

Perhaps it was because the man's low voice echoing in his ears had a hypnotic effect. Feeling his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, Yan Shuhua struggled to ask the last question.

"Then how did you come up with the idea of ​​becoming an ice cream worker?"

Xiao Jinchu was silent for a moment before answering, "Actually, I was..."

Hearing the sound of steady breathing, Xiao Jinchu looked up and found that Yan Shuhua had fallen asleep. He smiled and said, "This guy..."

Yan Shuhua scratched his face unconsciously, as if he had been bitten by a mosquito.

There are more mosquitoes in the countryside, and Yan Shuhua's delicate skin and tender flesh naturally make him more attractive to mosquitoes.

Xiao Jinchu watched Yan Shuhua wave away the mosquitoes twice without any expression, then he propped himself up with his strong arms and sat up. He picked up a palm-leaf fan and gently fanned her face. The sound of the mosquitoes immediately became weaker.

Yan Shuhua turned over comfortably, and Xiao Jinchu's fanning action suddenly froze. He thought she would wake up, but found that he was thinking too much.

After making sure that there were no more mosquitoes to disturb him, Xiao Jinchu put down the fan with peace of mind and went to bed.

The next morning, Yan Shuhua got up early. She had a good rest the night before. She turned her head and saw the sleeping face of the person next to her. The thought that she had actually slept in the same bed with a man made her blush.

After washing up, Yan Shuhua had the breakfast made by Shen Hongmei. Song Yan also started serving Xiao Jinchu, carefully bringing him breakfast and helping him change his clothes.

"Master, this way."

Yan Shuhua propped up his cheek and watched the interaction between the two. Xiao Jinchu naturally noticed Yan Shuhua's gaze, or to be more precise, he noticed Yan Shuhua's gaze on Song Yan.

"What's wrong?"

"Song Yan calls you Young Master. If you don't know, you might think it's from the feudal era."

After some teasing, Xiao Jinchu's face darkened and he couldn't help regretting in his heart. He should have let this woman be bitten to death by mosquitoes last night.

"Well, it's because our identities cannot be known by those with ulterior motives, otherwise my superior and I will be in trouble."

Yan Shuhua made an OK gesture, "I understand."

"Can you lend me your Song Yan for a while? I need him to help me with something."

Song Yan naturally asked Xiao Jinchu's opinion first, and Xiao Jinchu nodded, indicating that there was no problem.

Yan Shuhua then went into the warehouse and took out a large basket and asked Song Yan to carry it. She changed her clothes and took Song Yan to the back mountain which she had spent a lot of effort to get yesterday.

Xiao Jinchu looked at the two people's backs as they left, his eyes somewhat ambiguous.

"Why, are you feeling unwell?"

A voice sounded behind him, and Xiao Jinchu turned around and saw it was Shen Hongmei.

"No."

Shen Hongmei gave a decisive answer, and smiled. She fiddled with the crops and said to Xiao Jinchu as if chatting, "Young man, don't be so confident so early. You might regret it later."

Xiao Jinchu frowned, not knowing what Shen Hongmei meant by this.

At lunch time, Yan Shuhua had not returned yet. Xiao Jinchu stood at the door pushing his wheelchair, looking anxiously towards the back mountain. Shen Hongmei, who was having lunch with Xiao Jinchu, also noticed that his eyes were always drifting towards the back mountain.

"Just tell me what you have to say."

"I didn't. I was just wondering when Song Yan would be back."

Shen Hongmei curled her lips, wondering if young people nowadays are really so stubborn?

Not long after dinner, two gray figures appeared.

Xiao Jinchu saw that the empty basket that Song Yan had carried on his back when he left was now full of firewood.

Chatting and laughing with Yan Shuhua.

"Hey, why are you all here?"

Yan Shuhua looked at Xiao Jinchu and Shen Hongmei standing side by side at the door and felt very strange.

"Oh, you're asking this. Isn't it a coincidence that just now, Xiao Jinchu..."

"aunt!"

Xiao Jinchu interrupted Shen Hongmei without waiting for her to finish.

Yan Shuhua looked at the two people's strange expressions, but didn't care much. After instructing Song Yan to put down the things, he went into the house to eat alone.

Song Yan originally wanted to follow, but was stopped by Xiao Jinchu.

"What did you do in the back mountain just now?" The voice was actually a little cold.

Song Yan didn't think anything else and answered truthfully.

"Miss Yan just picked some wood and asked me to chop it and bring it back, while she went to pick some herbs herself."

"That's it?" He raised his thick eyebrows, seeming a little unconvinced.

"yes."

Song Yan was very frank and didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with this.

So Xiao Jinchu began to pay attention to Yan Shuhua silently. Although he told himself not to care, his eyes always looked at Yan Shuhua without listening to his brain.

In the afternoon, Yan Shuhua seemed not to notice the eyes that were always on him. He took a piece of white paper and scribbled with a pencil.

Xiao Jinchu tried to get a look several times but was blocked by her.

"No, it's not time yet."

At night, after taking a shower, Yan Shuhua came in with half-wet hair, then lay on the table, studying what he had not finished. Xiao Jinchu, who was reading a collection of poems beside the bed, could not help it and finally asked.

"What's wrong? You've been working on this thing all day. So mysterious."

Yan Shuhua said without turning his head, "I can't tell you now, go to sleep first."

After getting a cold shoulder, Xiao Jinchu looked at Yan Shuhua's back, then threw the book aside and turned off the light. Suddenly, the only light left in the room was the one that lit up Yan Shuhua's desk as he worked.

In the middle of the night, Xiao Jinchu woke up and found Yan Shuhua still lying on the table, but he was asleep this time.

"What are you doing?" He frowned and moved closer, but didn't see anything.

"Is it necessary?"

It must be uncomfortable to sleep on the table, but Xiao Jinchu knew that he couldn't let this woman sleep on the bed yet, so he grabbed a thick coat and covered Yan Shuhua with it.

Xiao Jinchu picked up the eraser at hand, pointed it at the desk lamp button and flicked it. After a slight sound, the room suddenly became dark.

After the cock crowed the next day, Xiao Jinchu woke up slowly. When he woke up, he did not see Song Yan. He called out twice but no one answered him.

So he put on his clothes, pushed his wheelchair and went outside to see what was going on.

After going out, I was stunned by the bustling scene.

"What are you doing?"

Yan Shuhua, who was directing Song Yan with the blueprint, turned around and smiled, "You're awake, come and see the surprise I prepared for you."

Xiao Jinchu pushed the wheelchair, looked at the railings in front of him, and looked at Yan Shuhua in confusion.

Yan Shuhua put away the blueprint and kindly explained, "Xiao Jinchu, this is the rehabilitation equipment I prepared for you. Thanks to Song Yan for coming with me, otherwise I wouldn't be able to find anyone to help me."

"Rehabilitation equipment?"

"Well, yes, although it is a bit crude, it is enough to deal with your current situation."

Yan Shuhua looked at the finished product with satisfaction. Fortunately, Song Yan was also a skillful person, otherwise she really wouldn't know what to do alone.

"Is that what you were doing last night?"

"Yeah, I don't remember this thing very clearly, so of course I have to think about it carefully!"