The girl's long, black hair, as black as a waterfall, gently brushed against his fingertips, causing a slight itch. Before he could fully appreciate it, the playful ends of her hair drooped down again.
He felt somewhat helpless. Although he didn't understand what the person next to him was doing, he didn't move away. He just stared at that smiling face with red lips and white teeth and curled his lips up slightly.
Jiang Yimian suddenly became curious about when Lu Cijian would become impatient with her, so she simply raised an eyebrow and tilted her head to gently bump his shoulder.
It wasn't so much a collision as it felt like leaning on the other person's shoulder.
Jiang Yimian was still idly testing the other party's patience when the tingling sensation of her fluffy hair gently brushing against Lu Cijian's neck made him stiffen.
When Jiang Yimian rammed into him again, he only let out a muffled groan and frowned.
Jiang Yimian was taken aback. Seeing that the person beside her seemed to be in great pain, she asked curiously, "What's wrong? Are you hurt?"
She didn't use any force just now; she was just curious to see what kind of expression Lu Cijian would have.
Lu Cijian frowned and nodded, clutching his shoulder as if he were seriously injured, but the tips of his ears turned red.
Jiang Yimian was at a loss for what to do and quickly said, "Let me take a look at your wound."
As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed the other person's clothes. Just as he pulled them away, a soft cough came from behind him.
"Ahem, Yi Mian, when you're done, come to the kitchen and help me with the cooking. I'm going to the chicken coop to get a few eggs."
After saying that, Wang Fengqin went straight to the backyard, giving the two of them no chance to explain.
Jiang Yimian was somewhat helpless, so she quickly let go of his hand, her face turning red for once, and said somewhat embarrassedly, "I'll help you take a look in a bit."
Lu Cijian smiled and stared at Jiang Yimian's flushed cheeks, saying in a good mood, "Yes, I'll wait for Mianmian."
Jiang Yimian could only flee in embarrassment. Fortunately, the children were all focused on practicing martial arts and no one noticed what was happening.
Upon entering the kitchen, one could see Chen Yu and his sister busily working.
All the side dishes had been cut out and placed in a bowl on the side.
Jiang Yimian felt that the two siblings were really capable.
Now that Chen Yu and the other person are familiar with everyone, they have lost their former timidity and are working even harder, easily handling tasks like laundry and cooking.
If it weren't for Wang Fengqin and her intervention, these two siblings would probably have taken over all the household chores.
They are the first to get up in the house every day. By the time everyone else gets up, the front and back yards have already been cleaned, and hot water has been boiled in the pot for everyone to wash up.
Despite their young age, the two siblings are quite capable at doing chores.
Jiang Yimian felt both satisfied and uneasy.
The two were just over ten years old, but for various reasons they became servants at a young age. They had suffered a lot in the past to become what they are today.
If it weren't for the busy rice planting on the mountain these past few days, and my mother taking over the task of cooking lunch—cooking for ten or so people is quite time-consuming, and my mother would be too embarrassed to let the two children help with the cooking.
Chen Yu and her brother were actually enjoying themselves, and were filled with gratitude towards the Jiang family.
After finally finishing cooking a meal, Jiang Yimian was about to have Gousheng deliver it to the small depression.
Wang Xiaohei rushed back, sweating profusely, and said, "No, something bad has happened, Sister Mian, Auntie, something bad has happened."
Perhaps because he had rushed down the mountain, Wang Xiaohei was covered in sweat and was standing in the courtyard, panting heavily.
Jiang Yimian came out of the house and asked curiously, "What's wrong? What happened? Gousheng will be delivering the food in a bit."
Wang Xiaohei took a breath before hurriedly saying, "Aunt Xing'er, she fainted! Sister Mian, you must go and see her quickly."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yimian immediately headed up the mountain.
Wang Fengqin quickly wiped her hands and followed after them with a panicked expression.
Seeing this, Lu Cijian took the food box from Gou Sheng's hand and hurriedly went up the mountain.
The group walked quickly and soon arrived at the small depression.
As soon as Liu Xiaoyun saw the group return, she said anxiously, "Yimian, come quickly! Sister Xing'er suddenly fainted, and we were all terrified."
God knows how terrifying it is when someone who was just talking to her suddenly collapses to the ground unconscious.
The others were also quite frightened and all looked at the group.
Jiang Yimian responded and walked straight towards the Liu family's house.
Zhao Xing'er was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, her face pale and somewhat frightening.
Jiang Yimian reached out to take the other person's pulse, while Liu Xiaoyun and Wang Fengqin watched nervously from the side, fearing that something serious might happen.
After waiting for a long time, Jiang Yimian still didn't say anything, but the two of them were getting anxious.
Liu Xiaoyun was almost in tears, "Yimian, how is your Aunt Xing'er? Tell me quickly, has something terrible happened?"
Upon hearing this, everyone outside turned to look, their faces filled with unprecedented panic.
They had lived on the mountain for almost a year and had become like family. Seeing Zhao Xing'er faint, everyone was extremely worried, and now they were even more distressed.
I'm afraid the other person really has some kind of illness.
Jiang Yimian just smiled and tucked the blanket around Zhao Xing'er before saying, "Don't worry, Auntie is fine. It's just that because she's pregnant, her body can't be overworked, and she was busy in the fields in the hot sun today, which is why she fainted."
It seems to be some heatstroke; you should be more careful in the future.
Upon hearing this, everyone was delighted.
Old Liu jumped up from his chair, his face beaming with joy. "Oh my, Mian'er, you didn't make a mistake, did you? Xing'er is really pregnant?"
Jiang Yimian could only say helplessly, "Of course it's true. Does Grandpa not believe in my medical skills?"
Old Liu just waved his hands repeatedly, his face full of wrinkles as he smiled. "No way, I'm overjoyed. It's all my fault for not stopping Xing'er. I made her work in the fields under the scorching sun, and I almost hurt her."
It's a pity Dayong hasn't returned yet. If he knew, he'd be overjoyed.
He had no complaints about the fact that Zhao Xing'er only gave birth to one daughter.
After all, the Liu family didn't have the idea of favoring sons over daughters, but whenever he looked at Daya, he still hoped that the couple could have another child.
After all, Daya's situation is somewhat special, and it would certainly be good if she could have a younger sister or brother to accompany her.
When these elders pass away, they will be able to look after each other.
Unfortunately, Zhao Xing'er damaged her health when she gave birth to Da Ya, and the doctor said it would be difficult for her to conceive again.
He kept this hope hidden in his heart.
To avoid making Zhao Xing'er feel guilty, he rarely mentioned it.
But when he heard that Zhao Xing'er was really pregnant, he felt incredulous, but also very happy for the couple.
With a huge weight lifted from his heart, his silly son must be ecstatic.
Wang Fengqin and Liu Xiaoyun also breathed a sigh of relief.
Others may not know, but they do.
Although Zhao Xing'er never said it aloud, her sighs from time to time still made them feel uneasy about how much she resented only having one child, Daya.
Now that Zhao Xing'er has gotten what she wanted, how could they not be happy?
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