Chapter 39 He felt sorry for her.
Huang Zhaodi sneered. "Hmph, she's just a good-for-nothing from the city. She can't do any farm work."
Brother Lu was only interested in her for a few days. Look, it hasn't been long, and he's already started cursing her.
Tomorrow, she'll go and show Brother Lu her best, so he can see who's the most suitable match for him.
As she pondered her own plans, she tiptoed out of the house and into the gap in the courtyard wall.
Huang Zhaodi eagerly peered towards the Lu family's residence. She needed to see what foolish thing Xia Qianqian had done so that she could have a clear strategy for winning over Brother Lu's heart tomorrow.
"Do you know you almost cut your hand just now! It would hurt so much if you cut your hand, so put the knife down right now."
Lu Zheng snatched the knife from Xia Qianqian's hand and held her hand up to his eyes to examine it carefully.
"It's alright, just a little scratch on the skin." He breathed a sigh of relief, his tense brows slowly relaxed, and his tone softened.
Xia Qianqian then realized that she had almost cut her finger because she had been distracted.
Looking at Lu Zheng's nervous expression and listening to his muttering to himself, she didn't know why, but the raging anger in her heart was instantly extinguished as if doused with a bucket of cold water.
So he was so fierce just now because he was afraid I would get hurt?
Is he... feeling sorry for himself?
She had cut her hands before when she was learning to cook. Every time she got hurt, her mother would tell her, "How can you learn to cook without getting hurt? If you can't even bear this little pain, how will you win Qin Yan's heart and please your mother-in-law?"
Even she herself gradually got used to taking these injuries for granted, as the price she had to pay to learn skills.
But now, Lu Zheng was so nervous about such a small injury, as if she were some rare treasure that couldn't be touched or dropped. This feeling of being cared for and pitied made her feel a little overwhelmed, yet also inexplicably moved.
She secretly glanced at Lu Zheng. Although his brows had relaxed, the worry in his eyes had not completely disappeared.
Just then, Lu Zheng's deep voice rang out: "I'll help you take care of it."
"Huh?" Before Xia Qianqian could react, she felt a heat on her finger. Lu Zheng had put her finger in his mouth.
The warm, moist touch spread through Xia Qianqian's entire body like an electric current.
What...what is he doing? He's actually sucking my finger!
Xia Qianqian gasped inwardly, her cheeks instantly burning hot.
Normally, Xia Qianqian always liked to tease Lu Zheng, but even when she was with Qin Yan, she had never had such intimate contact with a man. At this moment, the warm feeling tightly enveloped her fingers, as if an invisible force was making her legs involuntarily go weak.
A soft moan escaped uncontrollably from her throat.
Lu Zheng's face remained cold and stern, as if nothing had happened, but the tips of his ears, which were turning slightly red, betrayed his true feelings. Fortunately, the night was deep and Xia Qianqian did not see him like this.
"Wait for me a moment."
After saying that, he released Xia Qianqian's hand, turned around, and quickly went back into the house. In the blink of an eye, he returned, this time with medicine and gauze in his hands.
By the flickering firelight, Xia Qianqian looked at his calm expression and vaguely felt that the ambiguous scene just now was nothing but her imagination. She was immediately embarrassed and wanted to disappear.
They were clearly trying to help me treat my wound, but I...
Xia Qianqian felt increasingly embarrassed as she thought about it, her head lowered so low it almost touched the ground, obediently letting Lu Zheng treat her wounds.
"Go and rest, I'll do it," Lu Zheng said.
He had already made up his mind that he would never let Xia Qianqian touch a knife again. Since she was willing to marry him, she could just relax and enjoy her life from now on.
"I can do it." Xia Qianqian looked up at him, trying to explain that she wasn't usually like this.
Moreover, Lu Zheng's concern for her made her want to do something for him, such as making him breakfast.
Lu Zheng sighed helplessly: "Then, I'll chop the vegetables."
As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up a potato and began to cut it with swift and decisive movements.
The sound of the cleaver hitting the cutting board was rapid and rhythmic. Before Xia Qianqian could even organize her words to refuse, a potato had already been turned into even, thin strands, each one the same thickness and distinct, as if it had been measured with a ruler.
Xia Qianqian's eyes widened in surprise; she hadn't expected Lu Zheng to be so skilled at chopping vegetables.
Her competitive spirit flared up immediately, and she said earnestly to Lu Zheng, "You cut the potato shreds, and I'll cook the rest of the stir-fry."
She doesn't want you to feel like a useless piece of trash who can't do anything.
"Okay." Lu Zheng's hands didn't stop moving at all. In the blink of an eye, he had chopped the scallions, ginger, and garlic and arranged them neatly to the side.
Then he nodded to Xia Qianqian and said, "You do it."
Xia Qianqian watched as he prepared everything and couldn't help but ask, "Why are you so good to me?"
Lu Zheng was slightly taken aback and looked at Xia Qianqian with surprise.
How could this be considered treating her well? Looking at her easily satisfied expression, he couldn't help but wonder: it seems her life in the city isn't as easy as he imagined. Wasn't she supposed to be the eldest daughter of the Xia family? How could this be?
He looked at Xia Qianqian with tender eyes, his voice low but firm: "If you are willing, I will take care of you for the rest of my life."
This straight shot made Xia Qianqian's heart flutter inexplicably. She turned around, her eyes shimmering, like a pool of spring water reflecting Lu Zheng in front of her.
Meanwhile, Huang Zhaodi, behind the courtyard wall, was practically spitting fire in her eyes.
She stared intently at the couple's sweet interaction in the yard, her teeth grinding together.
She just couldn't understand why Xia Qianqian, that bitch, deserved Brother Lu's favoritism. Not only did Brother Lu not beat her up, but he also cooked for her and even said he would take care of her for the rest of his life.
That's absolutely outrageous!
When it gets light, I must go to Willow Village again and ask Wang Xueying for more information. Although Mom said her idea wouldn't work, she has no other choice now. She can't just watch Xia Qianqian's suggestion succeed.
She looked up at the sky, and without even waiting for dawn, she picked up a basket, filled it with food and drink, gave some to Liu Xiao'e, and then headed towards Willow Tree Village.
Xia Qianqian had no idea that Huang Zhaodi was up to her old tricks again. After she finished making breakfast, Daya and Lu's mother woke up. Seeing that the food was ready, Daya quickly woke Erya up, and the family ate breakfast together.
She wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she felt that her father's gaze towards Aunt Xia was different from before.
Seeing Aunt Xia smiling and chatting with them, she secretly prayed that Aunt Xia could stay in this family forever and keep the family as warm and welcoming as ever.
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