Lu Cijian's hunting skills could also be attributed to his martial arts skills.
As for farming, although the other party didn't spend much time in the small depression and only helped a few times, those few times showed that he clearly knew how to farm.
It's really strange that someone who can afford to employ guards would also farm their own land.
Song Er paused, his expression somewhat strange, as if he didn't know how to start the conversation.
Just as I was hesitating about how to change the subject, I met a cold gaze.
He immediately shrank back and said with a smile, "Young master, I'm smart and can learn anything. You can rest assured to use me in the future."
"Please assign me the work; I will definitely do it well."
Lu Cijian merely glanced at him indifferently and remained silent.
Seeing this, Wang Xiaohei didn't ask any more questions, but just smiled and invited everyone to eat.
Everyone enjoyed lunch and then went back to work in the fields, leaving Jiang Yimian to look after Zhao Xing'er.
Although she was inside the house, she kept thinking about the people outside.
Even if Lu Cijian wasn't some rich young master, his family must have been quite well-off. But how could someone like that be so skilled at farming?
Because you like it?
It should be impossible. In this era, most people from well-off families will not touch the land because they think they are born superior and that farmers are inferior.
Moreover, if it were truly because of his fondness for farming, Lu Cijian would usually have servants helping him when he was farming. It's quite illogical that Song Er, as a guard, acted as if it were his first time farming.
After thinking for a long time without coming up with a solution, Jiang Yimian gave up and patiently waited for Zhao Xing'er to wake up.
Zhao Xing'er waited until it got dark before she finally woke up from her coma.
She was still a little dazed. She sat up, her head spinning, and was about to ask Jiang Yimian what was wrong with her when the door was suddenly opened from the outside.
Liu Dayong walked in with a panicked expression. Seeing that Zhao Xing'er was awake, he quickly looked at Jiang Yimian and asked, "Yimian, what's wrong with Xing'er? Is she suffering from heatstroke or some other illness? Why did she suddenly faint?"
He had just returned from collecting soap-making materials and hadn't even figured out what was going on when he heard from Gousheng that Zhao Xing'er had fainted. He abandoned his mule cart and rushed up the mountain, fearing something might have happened.
Zhao Xing'er was still a little confused and unaware that she was pregnant, but she still said, "I'm fine, I'm probably just tired, don't worry."
Although her head was still a little dizzy, she didn't feel any discomfort in other parts of her body. She had just been a little sleepy these past few days, and she thought it was just because she was tired, so she didn't pay much attention to it.
Liu Dayong didn't believe it. He looked at Jiang Yimian and asked worriedly, "Yimian, tell your uncle, is your aunt sick? Why did she suddenly faint?"
Everyone here is a farmer who does farm work year-round. There are many people in this small, low-lying area, so the work is relatively easy. In theory, they shouldn't be so tired that they faint.
Zhao Xing'er also looked at her, her eyes showing a hint of nervousness.
Jiang Yimian smiled and said seriously, "Aunt Xing'er is fine. She just fainted because she was tired from being pregnant."
Uncle Dayong, you must take good care of Aunt Xing'er in the future, and make sure she doesn't suffer.
Both of them were taken aback by these words.
It took Liu Dayong a while to react. He stared at her still flat stomach with delight and said, "Xing'er, you're pregnant."
God knows how long he had been waiting for this day.
Even though he had been a father before, he was still very excited, as if he were a father for the first time.
Zhao Xing'er was also somewhat incredulous. Once she confirmed it was true, her eyes instantly welled up with tears, and she smiled and said, "That's wonderful, that's wonderful, I'm pregnant."
She didn't know how long she had wanted to have another child. At first, the medicine given to her by Yi Mian only made her feel a little better, and she didn't have high expectations for getting pregnant.
Unexpectedly, she is now actually pregnant.
Seeing that the two of them were too excited, Jiang Yimian could only helplessly remind them, "Auntie, you are pregnant now, so you should be careful and not get too excited."
Liu Dayong quickly added, "Yes, yes, Yi Mian is right. Xing'er, don't cry. Cheer up. I'll go stew a whole old hen for you to nourish your body."
After saying that, she hurriedly and happily went into the kitchen.
Seeing this, Zhao Xing'er felt both helpless and happy.
Jiang Yimian smiled and asked about Zhao Xing'er's recent situation. After confirming that there were no problems, she went to give Liu Dayong a brief explanation of the precautions.
Just then, the people who were working in the fields returned.
Although everyone was exhausted after a long day, the joyous news of Zhao Xing'er's pregnancy made them feel much less tired. They all said they wanted to celebrate properly and spontaneously started helping out.
The kitchen was almost packed with people, but Liu Dayong eventually kicked them all out, leaving only a few to help prepare the food. He then sent Zhao Dashu down to bring the children up, and they happily started cooking.
Seeing everyone's happy faces, Jiang Yimian was unconsciously infected by their joy, and a smile appeared on her lips. However, she paused for a moment when her gaze fell on Lu Cijian.
The young man, dressed in black, stood under the eaves, lost in thought. A hint of sadness flickered across his handsome face. He seemed out of place amidst the lively atmosphere around him, lost in thought.
Jiang Yimian was staring at the other person when the boy suddenly raised his head and came into her line of sight. The sadness in his eyes was instantly replaced by a gentle smile.
He no longer felt out of place; on the contrary, he was the finishing touch in this lively scene.
Despite being caught peeping, Jiang Yimian felt no embarrassment, thinking about Lu Cijian's injury.
She had only lightly touched his shoulder, and it hurt so much; he must have been seriously injured.
That afternoon, he actually went to work in the fields, and I don't know if his injury worsened.
Thinking it over, she walked over, frowned as she looked at the person in front of her, and said with displeasure, "How are your injuries? Let me take a look at them."
Despite being injured, he still went to work in the fields with everyone. Although the work wasn't too strenuous with so many people, the injury to his shoulder still affected his ability to work.
Lu Cijian was taken aback, and it took him a while to recall what he had said a few hours earlier. He coughed lightly and said somewhat awkwardly, "No, it's nothing."
He made up the injury story just to tease the girl, but she took it seriously.
Jiang Yimian looked at him strangely, somewhat disbelieving. "Are you really alright? You must have suffered some serious injury, otherwise, how could it hurt so much from just a light touch?"
After saying that, he pulled the person directly to the front of a secluded side house, away from the crowd, and said seriously, "Don't be stubborn, you should tell me if you are injured."
"Since we're quite familiar with each other, even if you're seriously injured, I'll definitely do my best to treat you."
She could still prevent the wound from getting worse by checking now. But if her collision that afternoon caused the other person's wound to reopen, she would be in a terrible position.
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