Chapter 28 Dream

When Wen Zhiheng returned to the courtyard covered in blood, everyone was terrified.

Especially Mrs. Wen.

Crying so hard that I was out of breath.

"Heng'er, what happened? How did you get hurt like this?"

Wen Zhiheng comforted Mrs. Wen patiently.

"Mom, it's okay. I hurt myself. It's not serious. Don't worry."

Wen Zhirou's eyes turned red and she pointed at Chen Shiyi who was standing beside her.

"Go and help my brother apply medicine."

Chen Shiyi shook his head.

"No, I won't."

Chen Shiyi thought that if he applied the medicine to him and it came into contact with his skin, he would be disgusted to death. Besides, who would want to touch a mold like this?

She still has her dignity.

"You are his woman, if you don't help him, who will?"

"What do you mean his woman? I'm just a maid. There must be things I can't do, right? Besides, doesn't he still have you guys?"

Wen Zhiheng's expectant eyes were never met with Chen Shiyi's response. He lowered his head slightly. Mrs. Wen's unskilled movements hurt him, but he didn't say a word.

But his expression was a little sad.

After a night's rest, he took out the bow and arrow he had borrowed from somewhere, felt it in his hand, drew the bow, and with a whoosh, the arrow sank into the distant tree stump, and the tail of the arrow made a buzzing sound.

He put the bow and arrow on his back, took a dagger in his hand, and was ready to go.

Mrs. Wen kept giving him instructions.

"Heng'er, the mountains are dangerous. You must be extremely careful and come back safely."

"I understand, Mother."

"Your injury hasn't healed yet, why don't you wait until it heals before going?"

"Don't worry, I fought hard for this opportunity. I may not have the chance again in the future."

He looked around; everyone was there except Chen Shiyi.

He clenched his fist and went into the kitchen.

She is still not here, but there are a few baked cakes and a bamboo tube of clear spring water on the stove.

It turned out that she knew what he needed.

He smiled knowingly, took the food and left the yard.

Chen Shiyi was weeding in the vegetable garden next door. The vegetable seedlings had already been planted, and in about a month, they would have their own vegetables to eat.

Beans, pumpkins, and green cabbage can be eaten for a long time after they have grown well.

Today the sun rose from the west. Wen Zhirou wrapped her face with a floral cloth, put on gloves, and followed Chen Shiyi to pull weeds.

Chen Shiyi looked her up and down in confusion, only to be met with a big eye roll in return.

"What are you looking at?"

She pulled the weeds unhappily and glared at Chen Shiyi viciously.

I don’t know what he was thinking about, but his arrogance weakened again.

"You said the other day, how much money can you earn from embroidery?"

Chen Shiyi was silent for a long time.

"I don't know. You'll have to go to town and ask the shopkeeper."

"Please ask for me later."

Chen Shiyi couldn't help but feel a little sad.

"The young master has gone hunting. With his skills, he will definitely be able to hunt down a large prey worth a lot of money."

"He is him, I am me, just go and ask for me."

"good."

She reached out and grabbed a handful of grass, but was hurriedly stopped by Chen Shiyi.

"What are you doing?"

"This is a pumpkin vine, not grass. It cost two copper coins."

She observed it curiously, her eyes rolling around, very confused.

"It's strange, they all look the same."

A bee was buzzing around her. Wen Zhirou squatted in the vegetable patch, not daring to move.

"Chen Shiyi, hurry up and take it away."

Chen Shiyi took a deep breath, stood up, and waved his hand. The moment the bee flew away, Wen Zhirou also quickly escaped from the vegetable garden and returned to the yard.

I trampled three bean seedlings to death and pulled up a pumpkin vine...

Forget it, she shouldn’t come next time.

Wen Zhiheng came back on the evening of the third day. He looked very tired. His grey clothes were wrinkled and torn in several places. Some places were very dark in color, probably stained with blood. His shoulders were even more red. His eye sockets were full of bloodshot. He looked at Chen Shiyi with a slight smile on his face.

He handed a money bag to Mrs. Wen.

"It's my first time there and I don't have much experience. There's only 22 taels of silver in there. Mom, do you think I need to buy something?"

Mrs. Wen's eyes were slightly red.

"Go wash up and take a rest."

Wen Zhiheng nodded, turned around and asked.

"Eleven, is there anything to eat?"

Chen Shiyi nodded in response.

"Right away."

Wen Zhiheng washed and changed his clothes, and the food was already on the table.

A big bowl of oily stir-fried pork, a portion of green and white stir-fried beans, green water spinach, and fresh and rich crucian carp and tofu soup...

Chen Shiyi received her wages, and this bowl of meat was the one she brought back from town.

The dishes are all farm-style specialties, but the chef makes them look good, smell good and taste good, making you salivate with anticipation.

Wen Zhiheng had not eaten properly in the mountains, and finally had a full meal. While sighing, he felt that such a peaceful and leisurely day made his body and mind inexplicably peaceful.

Outside the vegetable garden, Chen Shiyi leveled a piece of land and taught him to read and write with Ruier.

She went from being illiterate to being able to recognize fifty characters now, and can write very well on flat ground using a twig.

“This is a color.”

Just as Chen Shiyi and Rui'er were arguing, a clear voice suddenly sounded behind them.

"In books there are beauties as beautiful as jade, and in books there are golden houses. This is a poem written by the emperor to encourage students to study hard. The word Yan in the poem has attracted students' attention, and many people are proud to use the word Yan as their surname."

Wen Zhiheng raised the corner of his mouth slightly and spoke softly.

"Eleven, how about I teach you to read?"

Chen Shiyi smiled awkwardly.

"I was just having a little fight with Rui'er, mostly to encourage him to learn to read."

Wen Zhiheng slowly approached Chen Shiyi, and Chen Shiyi couldn't help but take a few steps back.

He stretched out his hand to her, and in his hand was a small piece of silver.

"This is just for you. Use it to buy something you like."

Chen Shiyi asked doubtfully.

"Is it the monthly salary?"

Wen Zhiheng was stunned for a moment and nodded.

"yes."

Chen Shiyi's eyes suddenly lit up. It turned out that it was true that wealthy families would give monthly allowance.

She pinched the silver between her thumb and index finger, looked up at Wen Zhiheng happily and said.

"I will serve you well in the future."

"Eleven, when people make mistakes, how can they be forgiven?"

Chen Shiyi looked into the distance with an unnatural expression and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"If you are wrong, you are wrong. No matter what you do, the harm will be there. If others are willing to forgive you, it is because they are kind. In the end, begging for others' forgiveness is nothing more than seeking peace of mind for yourself."

Wen Zhiheng was silent for a long time.

"Yes, you are quite right."

He squatted down and picked up Ruier. Ruier kissed him on the cheek and rested his head on his shoulder.

The moonlight is dim, illuminating the earth faintly.

Wen Zhiheng walked in front holding Rui'er, and Chen Shiyi followed behind.

There was a night breeze, very cool.

Chen Shiyi felt that life here was much better than his previous life in Xiangyang Village.

Without the hard work for a living in the past period, the fear and sadness of Nanzhi's murder were alleviated. I could eat enough and made new clothes and shoes...

Moreover, she had thick bedding, as warm as the spring sun.

She was buried in the thick cotton quilt, her waxy yellow face full of smiles.

This was the day she had always dreamed of.