Chapter 25 Chapter 25 Her scheming.
Xie Yun discovered another good point in this peasant girl.
The next day, when Zhang Jingxian respectfully held a piece of linen in front of him and showed him the words she had learned to write yesterday, he leaned on the couch, his eyes fixed for a moment, and two words came out of his thin lips.
"Fine."
For Xie Yun, this was already a compliment.
He felt that although this peasant girl was a little dull and stupid, she had some talent in reading and writing, which was worth his sudden interest.
"It's all thanks to your guidance, my dear. I'm so grateful." Zhang Jingxian half-closed her eyes and thanked him dryly.
It was originally a polite remark that anyone could say easily, but Xie Yun was like a ferocious beast that smelled blood. He looked at the woman in front of him slowly from bottom to top with a deep gaze.
She still had a plain face, the only two bright colors on her body were the green hairband and the colorful rope around her wrists, which was in line with her status, but also had a hint of...scheming.
For example, today she tied her waist with cloth so that she could hold it all in one hand.
"Ah Xian is in such a hurry to dress herself up. What else does she want from me besides learning to read?"
He asked with an unusually calm expression.
Zhang Jingxian was confused. She looked down at herself and saw that she looked no different from usual except for the colorful rope her uncle had given her.
However, she did need something from him, so he could think whatever he wanted.
"I just want to know if you have remembered anything? It might be your family or friends, or even yourself." Zhang Jingxian rolled up her sleeves, revealing a small part of her fair arms, and asked him softly.
On the eve of the busy farming season, she planned to pave the wooden path in the yard. This was a somewhat troublesome job, requiring her to bend down frequently, so the dress she wore today was thin and narrow.
Xie Yun didn't say anything. He bent one of his long legs, slowly got off the bed, stood up, and then stretched out a hand to her.
The meaning is self-evident.
He needed her to support him as he wanted to walk to the yard. He was more concerned about his legs than recovering his memory.
Zhang Jingxian blinked in disbelief. His recovery ability was terrifying, more than a month faster than in his previous life. Could it be that the effect of Vaccaria is so strong?
The man standing upright was much taller than Zhang Jingxian. Even though she was already relatively slender for a woman her age, at this moment, his shadow, standing perfectly still, could cover and engulf her.
She watched herself fall into the shadows and took a breath nervously.
The next moment, perhaps dissatisfied with her slow reaction, he stretched out his big hand and took the initiative to grasp her exposed arm with ferocious force.
"Help me to the yard." Xie Yun emphasized in a commanding tone. He had been sitting in the sedan chair for many days and was already impatient.
"But the wooden planks haven't been laid yet. What if you fall..." Zhang Jingxian stammered, feeling that his palm was about to crush her bones.
But it felt as cold as ice, which made her inexplicably think of the poisonous snake that Xiaoli threw in and then threw out by her.
Cold, hard, and as dangerous as a maggot on your bones.
She desperately resisted the urge to shake him off.
"If you fall, it will be Ah Xian's fault." Xie Yun stared at her with dark eyes, his tone gloomy, "Remember, you should not only be grateful to me, but also demand something from me."
His two legs actually fell to the ground, and severe pain surged up, and he felt extremely bad.
Zhang Jingxian saw the clue and nodded obediently.
She let him hold her arm and walked slowly to the door. She didn't ask him if he was feeling well and remained silent throughout the whole process.
Her understanding made Xie Yun's face brighten a little. When he was helped to a jujube tree in the yard, he leaned against the trunk, glanced at Zhang Jingxian lightly, and loosened his hand.
Not surprisingly, Zhang Jingxian's arm was left with clear red marks, and she rubbed them quietly.
She looked up and found Xie Yun looking at her with a cold gaze. She turned her eyes away and walked quietly to the side to get busy.
The ground has been compacted, so laying wooden boards is much easier.
The difficulty lies in making each piece of wood of similar size and then making them fit together perfectly.
Xie Yun leaned against the jujube tree and watched Zhang Jingxian for as long as she was busy. If one ignored the veins bulging on his neck and forehead and only looked at his indifferent expression, no one would have guessed that his legs were injured, and seriously so.
Gradually, Zhang Jingxian's movements slowed down.
She inexplicably put down the wood in her hand, moved a large ball of hemp from the treasure house, walked to the jujube tree, spread a straw mat, and began to twist the hemp rope silently.
It is difficult to put the wooden boards together completely, but it will be much easier if you punch a hole in them and tie them together with hemp rope.
The straw mat is made of soft straw stalks and feels good to sit on.
Xie Yun stretched out his long legs expressionlessly, and the straw mat immediately became crowded, so that he just turned slightly to the side and his shoulder touched another person.
She seemed unaware and was rubbing the hemp rope in her hands earnestly, with the shadows of a few leaves falling on her cheeks.
The light and shadow danced, and his tall nose slowly moved closer, just an inch away from touching hers.
Zhang Jingxian could no longer pretend nothing happened, and she quickly dodged with a vigilant look.
Xie Yun's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes were as deep as a deep pool. He said calmly, "It's just you and me here. Ah Xian's cousin is not here, so there's no need to burn incense."
She has many tricks up her sleeve when it comes to dressing up and using incense.
"I don't..." Zhang Jingxian retorted weakly. She was so busy every day that she didn't have time to bother with these things. Only people from noble families like them were so particular about every aspect.
Besides, what does it have to do with her cousin whether she burns incense or not?
Zhang Jingxian felt that he was inexplicable, and it was very similar to a period of time in her previous life. She held the hemp rope in a trance and kept a distance from him.
However, at this moment, Xie Yun smiled and said what she wanted to hear most.
"Oh, I remember now. Xiangzhi is my pen name. My uncle gave it to me four years ago."
Hearing this, Zhang Jingxian's breath stopped and she immediately asked, "What else? What else did you remember, my dear?"
Xie Yun didn't answer her, but opened his eyelids and looked at her face steadily with a sinister look in his eyes. "Why are you hiding? Am I scary?"
She had just said she was grateful to him.
"...It's not scary, and I didn't hide." Zhang Jingxian lowered her head and sat back down. She could feel his breathing so close to her, and her earlobes turned red with discomfort.
Her earlobes were not pierced, and they remained in their original state, like a piece of soft white jade.
The white jade turned red because a completely different breath was blowing through it, making it extremely sensitive.
Xie Yun's long fingers moved, gently stroked it, then kneaded it hard, and before Zhang Jingxian jumped in surprise, he let go again casually.
"I still remember my elder sister had a pair of pearl earrings at home, which she treasured very much."
He thought of his family.
In response to this, Zhang Jingxian pursed her lips and thought of something that was on her mind.
Now that her uncle had returned to the village, she could go to Wuyang County.
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