21 Spring Breeze
"Do you like this?"
At noon, Tian Nongxi raised his head from the brown rice porridge.
There was a dark circle under her eyes. She moved slowly, lowered her eyes, picked up the last grain of rice and put it into her mouth, but she couldn't taste anything.
Just as I was about to put down my chopsticks, a slender hand reached out from the right.
"I'll go." Lin Luan paused and asked, "Didn't you sleep well last night?"
Tian Nongxi drank water and almost nodded his head into the cup.
Bizarre dreams really affect sleep.
After she took her last sip of water, she heard a soft sigh amidst the sound of the wind that carried Lin Luan away.
Before I could react, the man was already leaning against the kitchen door.
Tian Nongxi looked at Lin Luan's somewhat reckless actions and asked tentatively, "Can you do it?"
Lin Luan rolled up his sleeves, revealing a strong forearm. He didn't even glance at her when he heard her words, and said firmly: "Yes."
The three bowls collided with each other, making a deafening sound. Tian Nongxi felt that the cracks in the bowls, which were already chipped, had gotten even bigger.
She walked forward, took down the loofah hanging on the wall and threw it into the pool, trying not to laugh: "Use this."
"...Okay." Lin Luan softened his tone.
It wasn't that he intended to show a bad face, he was just used to wielding swords and guns, and writing poems, and for a moment he didn't know how much strength he should use to wash the instruments.
Tian Nongxi didn't say anything else. He leaned against the stove and turned his head to look out the window.
It was bright outside, illuminating the dark haze in last night's dream.
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When he was carrying the bamboo basket out, the door of the Qi family, which was left a little ajar, was pushed open from the inside.
Qi Hengan walked out quickly with a bowl of black medicine, with beads of sweat hanging from the tip of his nose due to the heat.
He first glanced at Lin Luan beside him before speaking, "Second Sister, when will you be back? We made an appointment last night...does it still stand?"
His tone was urgent, yet halting, like a child imitating others.
As if afraid that Tian Nongxi might not be willing, he added at the end: "Mr. Lin can come if he wants."
Tian Nongxi was stunned: "Of course it counts, I have already told grandma."
Qi Hengan nodded quickly, without saying anything, but he didn't leave either.
Tian Nongxi was racking his brains to think of something to say when a clear voice interrupted them.
"willing."
They both looked up and saw Lin Luan with a matter-of-fact look on his face: "Master Qi invited me, so I naturally cannot refuse your honor."
"Oh, oh." Qi Heng'an touched his nose, turned and left, without even hearing Tian Nongxi ask him if he wanted to bring anything back.
"Mrs. Qi is back and invited our family to get together." Tian Nongxi explained.
A family?
Lin Luan pondered these three words carefully, then turned his head and smiled.
When Tian Nongxi saw this, he was slightly stunned and even breathed cautiously for a moment.
She had never seen this person smile so sweetly before.
The sharpness of his face, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, was softened by his uncontrollable laughter, and there was warmth in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
She suddenly had a more real experience of being in the world of a novel.
After all, apart from virtual works, where else can you find such a handsome man?
If Yan Chao had a film and television industry, she would like to be his gold medal agent and bring him to Hollywood.
Why are you still swinging a hoe?
Tian Nongxi thought of the good days when he didn't have to swing a hoe, and his eyes became more and more passionate when he looked at Lin Luan.
This was the scene Lin Luan saw when he came back to his senses.
"The eyes are wide and the face is rosy."
The girl tilted her head, her bright eyes fixed on him.
Perhaps it was because the sun was too strong, the heat quietly climbed up to Lin Luan's ears. He coughed twice and looked away.
The guess in my heart is more certain.
When did she fall in love with him? Had she already reached the point of being unwavering in her love for him?
They already call him "family".
The man in front of him had a suspicious blush on his face, and his throat seemed to be uncomfortable.
"Are you okay?" Tian Nongxi's eyes became suspicious. He stretched out his hand and stood on tiptoe, about to touch Lin Luan's forehead.
When his hand brushed Lin Luan's scorching earlobe, Lin Luan suddenly came back to his senses and grabbed the hand that was causing trouble, but his tone was so gentle that it could drip water: "Hmm?"
After a pause, he continued, "I'm fine."
After Lin Luan let go of his hand, Tian Nongxi felt inexplicably hot and explained everything in a dry tone.
Lin Luan responded incoherently, and it was unclear whether he heard it or not.
The two walked side by side to the Tian family's farmland. Tian Nongxi first took a few sips of water, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to go to the field.
She didn't ask Lin Luan for help because Lin Luan had been a "long-term worker" for more than a month, so she only took care of his food, accommodation and meals - sometimes Lin Luan even brought back the meals.
More than a month may seem like insignificant time for the land, with only the Chinese cabbage and lettuce ripening, but for people, it is enough time for things to go from unfamiliar to familiar.
When he tucked the hair that was in the way behind his ears, Tian Nongxi caught a glimpse of the empty field ridge where Gang Linluan was standing.
After a dull sound, the backpack behind him added a bit of weight.
Tian Nongxi looked back.
Lin Luan stood behind him, looking down at the cabbage in his hand with an indifferent yet serious expression.
After a while, he asked, "Isn't that right?"
"That's right." Tian Nongxi blinked quickly and replied with a smile, "Thank you very much."
Tian Nongxi often goes to the fields and works very efficiently. With the help of Lin Luan, it only took a few hours to pick all the cabbages and lettuce in this acre of land.
The weather has warmed up, and there are more mosquitoes in the fields, buzzing non-stop.
The waterwheel was working all the time, and the water was gurgling.
This world is by no means peaceful, but it inexplicably makes people feel at peace.
Tian Nongxi squatted on the ground and counted the vegetables. After counting the cabbages, he counted the lettuces. Finally, he patted a piece of vegetable leaf that had been stuck on his shoulder. He stood up and smiled: "A good harvest."
Lin Luan also laughed and lightly tapped the tip of her nose with his hand, "It's covered in mud."
Tian Nongxi wiped it off casually, picked up a basket of vegetables, and said nonsense: "I guess it likes me too much."
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When Tian Nongxi found the restaurant that Bu Qin mentioned, it was not yet time for dinner.
There were a few tables of customers sitting sparsely in the restaurant, and the waiter was dozing off by the door.
He probably caught a glimpse of someone coming out of the corner of his eye, and before he even opened his eyes, he subconsciously asked someone to come in.
Tian Nongxi picked up the backpack and asked as he walked in, "Is the shopkeeper here?"
The waiter saw this and understood what was going on. He pointed and said, "If it's not at the counter, it's at the back."
"Thank you very much."
Ruiyang County is not far from the villages, and farmers from nearby come here to sell vegetables all year round, but such a young girl is rare.
He looked twice more, and his sight was suddenly blocked by a tall figure.
A tall man, who was clearly carrying something weighing several kilograms but still had his back straight, followed the girl in front into the backyard.
A couple.
The waiter woke up from his sleepiness, grabbed a handful of melon seeds from the counter, and followed the two men into the kitchen.
When he went in, the shopkeeper had already weighed the goods.
"Eight pounds." The shopkeeper was a middle-aged man named Xu. He was kind and cheerful to everyone, but he was very unambiguous about matters related to silver and money.
Look, the weight hasn't even been put down yet, but he's already started to fuss and glare.
"I can only give you seven and a half pounds." Shopkeeper Xu looked around and determined that the decision was made by a woman, a young girl at that. His eyebrows knitted up to his ears, and he said to Tian Nongxi, "I didn't even pick the old leaves."
Tian Nongxi took the bamboo basket from Lin Luan's back and placed it on the ground in front of Manager Xu. Without saying anything, he simply said, "Look, there are some lettuces here, all freshly picked."
"This... ten pounds." Shopkeeper Xu fiddled with the weight twice, as if he was dissatisfied.
"We weighed it before we came here. Yes, you are a boss with a conscience."
Shopkeeper Xu was soft-hearted to begin with. After hearing this and looking at the sparkling eyes of the girl in front of him, who was about the same age as his own child, he softened his tone without realizing it and muttered, "You're quite good at talking."
"I think you look familiar." Tian Nongxi said crisply.
Nowadays, I have never heard of vegetable sellers being responsible for picking vegetables. I have bought all kinds of dry and shriveled vegetables in the vegetable market.
But this was in Yan Dynasty, and she really didn't understand.
Tian Nongxi looked at Lin Luan for help, and received a look that seemed even more confused than her.
Well, it seems that this guy is really a young man from some family who came out to have fun.
Tian Nongxi sighed inwardly, and when he saw that the shopkeeper's brows had unfurnished their frown, he said, "You may not know, but I kept these old vegetable leaves on purpose."
"To weigh it down?"
"It's to keep them fresh. Even though we picked them fresh from the fields, there's no guarantee when you'll need them. If we pick them first, the new leaves will be old by the time you need them, which wouldn't be cost-effective."
Shopkeeper Xu's expression softened slightly, but he continued, "We have our restaurant to keep it. We can't let you take advantage of it for nothing."
"I'm not taking advantage of you," Tian Nongxi said. "I still have several acres of land at home where I grow crops. We can do long-term business."
She asked around before coming, and Bu Qin told her that the restaurant they usually ate at had recently had fewer dishes available, so she came here to try her luck.
The waiter saw this and threw away the melon seed shells in his hand and came out to smooth things over: "Boss, we are just..."
Shopkeeper Xu scoffed at him and squatted down to check the dishes.
After a while, he finally finished picking up the food and stood up to ask.
"How about this? I'll give you eight cents per pound of cabbage, and nine cents for lettuce. How's that?"
This is the common price in the market and is not uncommon.
Tian Nongxi thought about his system, gritted his teeth, and asked stubbornly, "More? Ten cents, please."
The more she spoke, the less confident she became. The last syllable of her voice was barely audible, and she herself could hardly hear it.
"Okay." Shopkeeper Xu said without hesitation, "I'll give you ten cents for the cabbage and twelve for the lettuce. That's quite nice, young lady."
"Enough, enough, enough." Not sure if it was the system at work or if Manager Xu suddenly felt guilty, but Tian Nongxi nodded repeatedly, fearing that he would regret it.
The waiter was stunned and unconsciously tugged at the corner of the boss's clothes, wanting to say something, but was brushed away.
Shopkeeper Xu looked like he had gotten a great deal and cheerfully instructed him, "Go take this girl to get the money."
After receiving two hundred coins, Tian Nongxi happily put the copper coins into his purse.
Walking down the street, looking at this, and asking, "Do you like it?"
See that person and ask: "Do you want it?"
Lin Luan kept shaking his head, but was still given a portion of lotus root powder, osmanthus cake and candied haws.
He doesn't like sweet things, so he doesn't know who it is for.
I wanted to ask, but the girl in front of me was so happy that her face was dancing with joy. The words were on the tip of my tongue but I couldn't say them. After turning it over and over again, it inexplicably became, "Why are you so happy?"
It’s not like they haven’t made that much money before.
Tian Nongxi had just received the hairpin for Madam Qi from the stall owner. When she heard this, she tilted her head, as if she didn't understand either.
Maybe it proved that Cai Cai was still somewhat useful, or maybe it was because I was too unhappy yesterday and felt a little better today, so I was so happy that I lost myself.
She shook her head, clearing the unnecessary thoughts from her mind.
No matter what, just be happy.
Tian Nongxi swept through the hairpins on the stall, finally picked up a wooden hairpin in the middle, and gestured towards Lin Luan's head.
"Do you like this?"
"You...you..." Lin Luan was no longer worried about anything. His face suddenly turned red, as if it was burned by fire.
What does it mean to give a man a hairpin? Does this man understand it?
Lin Luan had just come of age. He had been crowned the crown prince since birth, so he did not feel much difference between before and after coming of age.
He had just been given a new name, and he led all the officials in the court to pay homage to the ancestral temple.
On the day he came of age, it was his mother who personally put the nine-feathered crown on his head.
The undecorated wooden hairpin in front of me is actually no less beautiful than the one above.
On the other side, Tian Nongxi had already paid the money and opened his hand in front of Lin Luan, asking him to take it.
"Thank you." Lin Luan concealed his unhappiness that Tian Nongxi did not put the hairpin on for him personally, and said solemnly.
"What's the big deal?" After looking around, she could only afford snacks and a wooden hairpin.
Tian Nongxi took the candied haws from Lin Luan and said, "Since you don't like it, don't waste it."
She ate candied haws and hummed a song as she walked slowly home.
At the same time, someone was riding a horse at full speed to the Tian family.
【Author’s words】
The eyes are as clear as the waves, and the face is covered with rosy clouds. —Zhang Xian, "Treading on the Grass"
The plot might be a little earthy (?). The author is a very earthy little girl. There are some colors (?), but not too many. The author is a little girl who likes to play with colors (to be discussed). Because I have exams and too few collections, I have to reduce the word count to apply for the list, so the update will be slow during this period. Once I apply, I will update quickly.
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