Chapter 23
"You mean you want to dig ditches through those fields to the west?"
Early in the morning, Shen Wangyou and Lu Ling came to talk to Aunt Zhao about this.
Actually, it wasn't a canal, just a ditch at best. The villagers had thought about digging a canal before.
The land is not big, but it is fragmented. Digging a canal is not a good idea. In addition, digging a canal requires a large amount of land, which will make the land much smaller. The villagers are not happy about it.
Aunt Zhao expressed her concerns, and Lu Ling and Shen Wangyou fell silent after listening.
I really didn't look at the land much yesterday. I was careless and thought things were simple, Lu Ling thought.
After dinner, the two continued to follow Aunt Zhao to plant peppers.
The sun was scorching, and Lu Ling was sweating a lot on his forehead. Shen Wangyou came over, took out a handkerchief, and wiped all the sweat off.
"If this place is cultivated, the land will be much larger." Lu Ling said, pointing to the wasteland opposite.
Shen Wangyou put down the pepper seedlings in Lu Ling’s hand and pulled her to the river.
"What's wrong? Why did you suddenly pull me here?" Lu Ling was puzzled.
Shen Wangyou lowered his head, lowered his voice, and said: "You are right, it will indeed be much bigger after it is reclaimed, but I think the people in this village don't seem to want to reclaim it."
Lu Ling also noticed it. She originally thought that what Aunt Zhao said about the small population and difficult cultivation here was true. However, after being here for a few days, she felt that there were quite a lot of people here, and it was not as Aunt Zhao said that there were small population and difficult cultivation here.
Once the land is reclaimed, can't the canal be dug naturally?
"you mean……"
"Yes, they are hiding something from us."
Lu Ling's expression changed. He said, "But this place is so close to the wasteland. They usually farm here. Aren't they afraid of people getting suspicious?"
Just as he finished speaking, Lu Ling suddenly thought of something, "Only when we are close can we monitor the person."
"And they hardly ever go out. This place is far from the outside world, and almost no outsiders come in." Shen Wangyou continued.
Both of them looked unhappy as they were lost in thought by the river when suddenly a voice broke the silence.
"Wangyou! A-Ling! What are you doing over there? Come to work."
It was Aunt Zhao's voice. At first, she was a little embarrassed to ask guests for help, but Lu Ling and Shen Wangyou were easy to talk to and learned things quickly. What's more, they were willing to help, so she didn't hesitate.
Lu Ling turned around and told her that he would come right over. Lu Ling and Shen Wangyou looked at each other and then parted ways.
The field was not big to begin with, and Lu Ling and Shen Wangyou helped Aunt Zhao plant the crops in two days.
During dinner in the evening, Lu Ling asked Aunt Zhao, "Aunt, do you usually go out?"
Aunt Zhao was helping Zhao Zhenzhen pick fish bones with chopsticks in her hand. When she heard Lu Ling's words, she looked up and said, "People in the village basically don't go out, but sometimes they have to go to the city to buy some things."
"I was out shopping that day and happened to see Wangyou, so I rescued him. It was fate." Aunt Zhao threw the bones she had picked aside and gave the fish meat to Zhao Zhenzhen.
"Come, fish." Shen Wangyou also put the fish meat he had picked out from the bowl into Lu Ling's bowl and said with a smile.
Lu Ling was slow to pick up the chopsticks and only started eating after a long time.
"They go out every once in a while." Lu Ling and Shen Wangyou said after returning to the house.
“It’s human nature. We’re deep in the mountains here, so if we don’t have some things, we’ll naturally have to go buy them.” Shen Wangyou said indifferently.
Lu Ling had gotten used to it during this time, and started taking off his outer shirt in front of Shen Wangyou.
"I thought they fled here not only to avoid disaster, but also to seek peace and quiet," said Lu Ling.
If the people of Leping Village came here to avoid disaster, they would not have to wait for so many years. Nowadays, Shuzhou is peaceful and there is no need to let their children go to school.
Lu Ling was full of doubts and tossed and turned in bed.
Suddenly, Shen Wangyou reached out and held Lu Ling in his arms, his breath spraying into Lu Ling's ears. Shen Wangyou's voice was cold and bewitching.
"A Ling, go to sleep."
Don't turn over again.
Lu Ling rolled over, escaped from Shen Wangyou's embrace, and then closed his eyes.
The weather was getting hotter and the house was stuffy. Lu Ling woke up from the heat after sleeping for a while.
Looking to the side, Shen Wangyou hugged herself, breathing evenly, eyelashes fluttering, and looked like she was sleeping soundly.
Lu Ling first pinched Shen Wangyou’s nose, and then brushed his cheek with his hair.
After a while, Shen Wangyou was awakened by Lu Ling.
The man was sleepy and his eyes were blurry. Lu Ling just stared at him, and his heart beat faster.
"A Ling?" A low and hoarse voice came from the side, looking at Lu Ling.
"I, you, you continue to sleep, I won't do anything to you anymore." Lu Ling did not hide what he had done and said bluntly.
The man curled his lips, raised the corners of his eyes, and laughed softly, "Are you admitting that you woke me up?"
Lu Ling was stunned, his speech incoherent, not even knowing where to put his hands and feet. Finally, he uttered a grunt, "Hmm."
Shen Wangyou got up, found a fan from somewhere, then got on the bed, lay sideways, put his right hand against his head, looked at Lu Ling, and started fanning with the fan in his hand.
"A Ling, go to sleep. I'll help you get rid of the heat."
Lu Ling stared at Shen Wangyou, and looked into his eyes. There seemed to be thousands of autumn waters in those eyes, which made her indulge again.
That's how it was. When Shen Wangyou was Lu Ling's study partner, Lu Ling teased him all day long. Later, when she was aroused, Shen Wangyou teased her in every detail.
At first, it was just lust, but then I gradually fell into it.
I don’t know where the love comes from, but it grows deeper and deeper.
That day in prison, Lu Ling saw Shen Wangyou's cruel eyes for the first time.
It was as if she had never known him, but when he followed her to the military camp and rescued her, he was so kind to her.
Lu Ling was a little dazed. She seemed to have never seen the man in front of her clearly.
"Shen Wangyou."
"What did A Ling call me for?"
"Will you always stay with me?"
"Of course I've always been by A-Ling's side. A-Ling is my wife, and wherever my wife is, I'll be there too."
Shen Wangyou said with a smile.
Lu Ling raised the corners of his lips slightly, turned over and went to sleep.
In that case, let’s just live our present lives well first.
*
When Lu Ling woke up, Shen Wangyou was no longer beside him. After he put on his clothes, Shen Wangyou walked in with a bowl of soup in his hand.
"A Ling, try it."
"What is this?" Lu Ling stared at the bowl in Shen Wangyou's hand.
Shen Wangyou touched his nose and said a little embarrassedly: "This is the sour plum juice I learned from Aunt Zhao. Try it. It will relieve the heat."
Shen Wangyou said as he picked up the spoon to feed her.
Lu Ling turned his head away, picked up the spoon and started to taste it.
Seeing Lu Ling drink it, Shen Wangyou said to himself, "I saw you sweating all the time yesterday and was afraid you might get a heat stroke, so this morning I begged Aunt Zhao to teach me how to make this summer heat soup."
"This is the simplest one. There are many more. I'll learn them one by one and make them for you in the future."
Shen Wangyou smiled, his eyes fixed on Lu Ling, afraid that Lu Ling would say it didn't taste good.
Lu Ling lowered his head and took a sip, expressionless, and put the spoon in his hand back into the bowl.
Seeing Shen Wangyou's face full of worry, he slowly opened his mouth and asked, "A Ling, is it not tasty? No, I just tasted it, and it tastes okay."
As Shen Wangyou spoke, he picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful, and drank it.
Seeing Shen Wangyou's look, Lu Ling couldn't help but feel a little funny, "You cooked it very well, and it tasted good too."
"What about just now?"
Lu Ling took the bowl in his hand and began to drink. "Just now, the soup was too cold and I haven't gotten used to it yet."
Only then did Shen Wangyou breathe a sigh of relief and feel relieved.
"If A Ling likes to drink it, I'll get you another bowl." Shen Wangyou said happily.
Lu Ling waved his hand, drank the bowl in his hand, and said, "No, this bowl is enough."
Lu Ling didn't have a big appetite to begin with, and after drinking just one bowl, he couldn't even finish his breakfast.
"Miss Aling, why do you eat so little today?" Aunt Zhao asked in confusion when she saw Lu Ling put down her chopsticks early.
Shen Wangyou, who was eating on the side, also echoed, "Yeah, A Ling, why do you eat so little today?"
Lu Ling: “…”
Don’t you know why I eat less, Lu Ling thought to himself.
"Aunt Zhao, I just drank a lot of sour plum soup and my stomach is still full now." Lu Ling replied with a smile.
"Aunt Zhao, is there any work you need done today?" Lu Ling asked Aunt Zhao, thinking it would be better to help with some work.
Aunt Zhao, still holding her chopsticks, waved her hand and said, "No need. With you two helping me, the work in the field is finished early."
Aunt Zhao had a smile on her face. Her black hair was mixed with many white hairs. Her skin was as white as cream. She still looked like a girl in her twenties.
Although she sometimes looks like a country woman, if you observe carefully, you will find that her every move is so noble and elegant.
Lu Ling thought, if there were no war, perhaps her life would be better than it is now.
"Oh, by the way, if you are bored here, you can go out and walk around the city. There are a lot of fun things there, unlike here," said Aunt Zhao.
Lu Ling was about to say yes, but Shen Wangyou interrupted him, "Auntie, you forgot that we are also fleeing here. We might still be being hunted down outside."
Shen Wangyou changed his usual mild appearance, frowned slightly, and his eyes were sharp, tinged with a deep gloom.
"Oh, oh, look at my brain, I forgot." Aunt Zhao was embarrassed and patted her head with her hand.
"Let's go out for a while. I want to know if Qingdai has returned to the barracks."
Lu Ling held Shen Wangyou’s hand on the table, his brows furrowed, his eyes full of worry, and he looked extremely pitiful.
Shen Wangyou's throat tightened, his nose felt sore, he paused, looked at Lu Ling, and said, "Okay."
Lu Ling waited for Shen Wangyou to finish his meal, then returned to the house with him.
Shen Wangyou held a lot of things in his hands, all of which were preparations for going out today.
"I can just wear this hat. There's really no need to disguise myself. No one outside recognizes me." Lu Ling looked at the beard in Shen Wangyou's hand and refused.
Chen Wangyou did not allow any refusal and said, "A Ling, this is the best way. What if the bamboo hat is lost?"
Lu Ling knew that he couldn't persuade Shen Wangyou, and it was also for his own good, so he shook his head and agreed.
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