Chapter 30 Game

The loud-mouthed man said.

"Girl, we meet again."

Chen Shiyi smiled at him and heard him shout again.

"Brothers, let's get to work."

Cui Yongan frowned.

"Your house has been in disrepair for many years and is in serious condition. Put up the walls first and use thatch on the roof. It is expensive and troublesome to transport tiles at this time. You can hire someone to build it later."

Chen Shiyi was so excited that he couldn't express it in words.

"Brother Cui, I brought spring water down from the mountain, but it has collapsed. Can you help me connect it with bamboo?"

Cui Yongan rolled his eyes.

"You're really rude."

It's good to have more people doing more work. Today should have been Chen Shiyi's job. She didn't need to do anything. Her job now was to deliver water to the big brothers.

Cui Yongan was repairing Rui'er's swing. He looked up and found that Wen Zhirou had opened a gap in the kitchen and was looking at everyone cautiously.

Cui Yongan had a wicked smile on his face and walked towards Wen Zhirou.

Seeing this, Wen Zhirou hurriedly tried to close the kitchen door, but was stopped by Cui Yongan's strong hand.

Wen Zhirou glared at him fiercely.

"Dead pervert."

Cui Yongan leaned against the door frame, his elbow against the door, his right leg crossed over his left foot, shaking slightly in an unrestrained manner.

"Oh, you still remember it. It seems that Miss Wen is obsessed with Cui."

"How dare you be so rude to me, you shameless pervert."

Cui Yongan raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"I was rude to you, so what?"

"You damn pervert, if you do that, if you do that, my brother will not let you go."

Cui Yongan said with a frivolous look in his eyes.

"Can you change the words? I'm so annoyed by what you've said. No one else is saying anything, but you're the only one who keeps calling me a slut. Are you trying to get my attention? Are you doing this on purpose? Could it be that you're the one I want to slut?"

The gentleness of Wen Zhiru was quickly ruined.

"You, you shut up."

The men who were busy outside the door burst into laughter, and some even whistled.

Mrs. Wen quickly protected Wen Zhirou behind her and was about to speak when Cui Yongan felt bored and walked away.

"Eleven, when you're done, make a meal for these brothers of mine."

Chen Shiyi nodded quickly in response.

"Okay, leave it to me."

There is strength in numbers, and things can be done very quickly.

Before noon, the courtyard was almost cleaned up, and even the bamboo tube water diversion project requested by Chen Shiyi was almost completed.

When Wen Zhiheng and Wen Zhiyuan came back, they were in disbelief at seeing everything intact.

Mrs. Wen hurriedly explained.

"It's a friend that Eleven knows. He brought people over to help."

"Friends, what friends?"

Wen Zhirou took over the conversation angrily.

"It is the convict with the tattoo."

"Cui Yongan?"

"Yes, that's him."

Wen Zhiheng asked after a moment's thought.

"Where did Eleven go?"

"Cui, come and help. Eleven is asked to cook for the brothers."

Wen Zhiheng turned and walked out of the courtyard.

"I'll go pick her up."

When Wen Zhiheng appeared at the gate of Cui Yongan's yard, the noisy sounds in the courtyard suddenly stopped.

Everyone was looking at the person in front of them. He was tall and slender, cold and majestic, with a straight back and a handsome face. His dark eyes were deep and calm, and a hint of tenderness appeared in them when he saw Chen Shiyi.

"Master, why are you here?"

Wen Zhiheng said softly.

"Are you done? I'll take you home."

"Almost there are two more dishes."

Wen Zhiheng nodded, a smile on his face.

"I'll help you light the fire."

Cui Yongan crossed his arms, and his sharp edge was much less intense than before.

"Master Wen, please have a drink."

Wen Zhiheng paused.

"Master Cui has invited me, so I respectfully obey your order."

At the big table, Cui Yongan's brothers were drinking and talking fists, and at the small table next to them, Wen Zhiheng and Cui Yongan were drinking together.

A few other dishes were served on the table, and Cui Yongan took out the pear blossom white that he had kept in the bottom of the box.

Chen Shiyi sat aside, quietly eating his food and listening to the two men bragging.

Wen Zhiheng raised the wine glass in his hand and said.

"I am grateful for Mr. Cui's help today. I would like to offer this cup of wine as a token of my gratitude."

Cui Yongan laughed jokingly.

"Borrow my flowers, give my Buddha, Master Wen's plan can be heard eight hundred miles away."

Wen Zhiheng finished the wine in his glass with a calm expression, not at all embarrassed by being teased by others.

"Everyone in the Fengming Mine knows that I, Wen Zhiheng, am the poorest. When I first arrived, I didn't have a single copper coin on me."

Cui Yongan sneered.

"You don't have much popularity in the capital."

"Mr. Cui, you are wrong. Although no one gives me new clothes or money, I have eleven friends who will never leave me. My popularity is not bad."

Chen Shiyi thought, why are they talking about me now?

Wouldn't it be nice to talk about something else?

Cui Yongan glanced at Chen Shiyi with a cunning look in his eyes.

"Eleven, was it true when you said you wanted to marry me last time?"

Wen Zhiheng's hand that was picking up food was suspended in mid-air.

Chen Shiyi smiled slightly after hearing this.

"Have you figured it out?"

"Well, since we're going to get married anyway, you can fit in."

Chen Shiyi was afraid that Cui Yongan would go back on his word.

"You have to keep your word."

"However, you have to ask your eldest master first."

Chen Shiyi looked at Wen Zhiheng with excitement and blinked.

"Master, is it okay?"

Cui Yongan took a sip of wine with an expression as if he was watching a show.

Wen Zhiheng's face opposite him looked so good, white then black, black then white again, he wanted to say something but stopped, yet he was helpless.

But after a moment, his expression calmed down again. As expected of a high-ranking prince, he controlled his emotions very well.

"You are still young. It is too early to talk about marriage now."

Chen Shiyi asked in confusion.

"In Xiangyang Village, everyone younger than me is married."

"That's them. You're different."

"Why is it different?"

"I'll tell you more when we get back."

The corners of Cui Yongan's mouth were raised and never flattened.

What an interesting day this is.

"Master Wen, what are your plans for the future? You are a rare talent, and Fangling is not a place for you to stay for long."

Wen Zhiheng shook his head.

"I haven't made any plans yet. Besides, even if I wanted to make a plan, what good would it do? Without the Holy Heart, what future would I have?"

"I heard that a nobleman from Kyoto came and encountered a rock fall on the first day he went down the mine. The most unexpected thing was that it was Master Wen who blocked the biggest rock. The situation was extremely dangerous at the time, and Master Wen was the only one who was seriously injured."

Wen Zhiheng sipped his wine glass nonchalantly.

"Mr. Cui has sharp ears and sharp eyes. He knows everything about the mine. I really admire him."

Cui Yongan said solemnly.

"If you want to plan to go back, it's best to find evidence to overturn the injustice through legitimate means. The imperial emissary from the capital is the son of Prince Consort Wang. He cannot serve as an official in the court, but he has great power. Moreover, he has a hobby that is unknown to the public..."

Wen Zhiheng's eyes were as sharp as torches.

"I know him better than you think."

"you…"

"I have never met him in the capital, but I have heard of his bad reputation. Since I was injured, someone has come to find me, and I can't get away from him."

Cui Yongan said this in a very cautious way.

"You're on your own."

Wen Zhiheng chuckled.

"Master Cui is a really good person. Not only does he help my maid with all his heart, he also takes great care of me. I don't know why."

Chen Shiyi interrupted.

"It's so tiring to listen to you guys. What could he be doing this for? It's just to have a decent meal. Besides, we don't have anything for him to worry about."

Cui Yongan and Wen Zhiheng couldn't help but stare at Chen Shiyi.

Chen Shiyi was startled and touched his face with his hand.

"Is there something on my face?"