Chapter 111 Love Words Ah Shu, I Can Carry You Forever
After hearing what Aunt Wang said, Lin Shu did not respond, but just lowered her head silently, looking shy again.
Of course, she knows what is good and what is bad. If Aye treats her well, she will of course treat Aye well too.
It was just a few pancakes, nothing compared to Ah Ye carrying her on his back in the middle of the night for such a long distance, nearly thirty miles. If she had done it on her own, even without stopping, it would have taken her two hours, and that was an underestimation, given the dark and slippery roads, which would have slowed her pace. A round trip would have taken four hours, eight hours! She'd done nothing but walk all day.
As soon as Aunt Wang left, Zhou Ye, who had not refuted her just now, said disapprovingly: "Ashu, you are still sick and need to rest more. I will make this pancake and you can give me guidance." Ashu was thinking about him in her heart, so he was naturally happy. However, Ashu's fever had just subsided and her body had not fully recovered. How could he let Ashu cook?
"I have to move more now. It's not good to just sit there. If you don't believe me, just ask Aunt Wang when she comes. It's just making a few pancakes. It won't be tiring for me. You can help me, for example, pick a bunch of wild onions, and you can also help me crack and stir the eggs." Lin Shu was not trying to be brave. She really felt that she felt much more energetic after waking up.
Zhou Ye had no choice. If he insisted on not asking Ah Shu to do it, Ah Shu would probably say that making pancakes was her pleasure, and if he rushed to do it, he would be stealing her pleasure.
He could only do as Ah Shu said and do everything else he could, leaving only the last job of making the pancakes to Ah Shu.
There were a lot of wild onions in the nearby fields. Zhou Ye quickly picked a handful, scooped a basin of water to wash the wild onions, and then chopped them all up.
Aunt Wang had already taken two eggs. Zhou Ye cracked them into a bowl and stirred them quickly in one direction with chopsticks. After a while, the eggs were beaten into pieces.
Lin Shu poured the bowl of gray noodles that Aunt Wang had scooped into a large bowl, added water, and stirred it into a thin noodle soup with chopsticks.
Then pour in the egg liquid and wild onions that Zhou Ye had stirred, add appropriate amount of salt, and mix well.
Because Aunt Wang had cooked porridge before, there was still some fire left in the stove. Zhou Ye skillfully added firewood. After the iron pot was heated, he controlled the amount of firewood and reduced the fire.
One person spreads the pancake while the other adds firewood.
Zhou Ye was watching from the side, and seeing that Lin Shu was sweating on her forehead, he asked Aunt Wang for a palm-leaf fan.
Considering that Lin Shu's fever had just subsided, he fanned her gently. The wind was not strong, but it made Lin Shu feel a lot more comfortable.
"It's so hot around the stove. It's such a pain to cook when it's hot." Although Lin Shu said this with disgust, her hands were not slow at all in spreading the pancake, and the corners of her mouth were slightly curved.
"Aye, the fire is too big, turn it down a bit, or the pancake will burn."
Zhou Ye responded with an "okay" and fanned her twice before squatting down and moving the firewood in the stove to the side.
Aunt Wang glanced at the young couple from time to time, her face full of smiles.
She had been young once, and when she was young, she and her husband were also very affectionate. Her husband was good in every way except that he was a little weak, so they were not very beautiful in bed. But her husband was handsome, and she had chosen him as her husband because of his good looks.
Unfortunately, that guy had a bad fate and died early, neither too early nor too late, and it was not easy for her to find a man at her age. So she gave up the idea of finding a husband. She had a father above her and a filial son below her. Apart from the lack of a man, her life was pretty good.
Everyone gets sick these days, and if they're sick, they need to see a doctor. With the grandfather and grandson's medical skills, they don't have to worry about a hard time. She relied on her father when she was young, and she can rely on her son when she's old. Once her son gets married, her burden will be even lighter.
Aunt Wang scooped enough noodles for Lin Shu, so Lin Shu made five large pancakes.
By the time the pancakes were ready, Aunt Wang had already prepared rice porridge and pickles.
There are several kinds of pickles, in addition to the common salted radishes and dried vegetables, there are also salted cucumbers.
"Come sit down, just treat this place as your own home, don't feel restrained." Aunt Wang greeted.
Doctor Wang's family wasn't short of money. Whenever they went to market, Aunt Wang would go to town and buy a pound of pork for them. But since the market wasn't nearby, there wasn't any meat at home. Aunt Wang wasn't a very good cook either. She preferred pickled vegetables to stir-fries, so most breakfast consisted of porridge and pickles. At noon, she'd make a steamer full of steamed buns, so the grandparents didn't have to go to the fields and could just grab one whenever they felt hungry. In a way, they were eating three meals a day.
Lin Shu picked up a piece of pickled cucumber and took a bite. It was crispy, salty and fragrant. It really went well with rice. She praised it highly after she finished eating.
"Aunt Wang, you should try the pancakes I made." Lin Shu left four pancakes for Zhou Ye and cut the remaining one into strips, which was just enough to fill a plate, and the two of them shared it.
Aunt Wang smiled and replied, "You are so thoughtful, girl."
"By the way, why isn't Brother Wang here?" Lin Shu asked. She had heard from Aye that Aunt Wang's son helped to make the medicine. It was time for breakfast, but he was nowhere to be found.
"As for him, don't worry about him. He ate a bowl of porridge right after I made it and went to the mountain to collect herbs. He won't be back until around noon."
Lin Shu praised him, "Brother Wang is not only good at treating illnesses, but he also has the skill to dig herbs. In the future, he can definitely open a pharmacy and practice medicine himself. Then we can all call him Doctor Wang!"
Aunt Wang chuckled when she heard this. "Don't expect him to open a medicine shop. Just be a ring doctor like his grandfather. Their skills are passed down from their ancestors. They are all side rooms and can't compare to the doctors in the pharmacy."
Lin Shu said, "Being a bell doctor is quite impressive. Grandpa Wang is the only bell doctor in our area. Brother Wang will take over Grandpa Wang's job in the future. When people in our village have a headache or fever, they can just go to Brother Wang. There's no need to go all the way to town. Grandpa Wang and Brother Wang are both capable!"
She said this just to give a few compliments. After all, who doesn't want others to praise their children for their abilities?
Aunt Wang was so pleased with what she heard that her face was filled with laughter. However, she said modestly, "He's still a long way from being as good as his grandfather. He needs another year or two of study before he can become a master."
The two of them were chatting and laughing, but Zhou Ye was silent the whole time, just concentrating on eating his own food.
He suddenly realized something: when he heard Ah Shu praise other men, he felt jealous, even though he knew it was just Ah Shu's compliments.
Aunt Wang's son, Brother Wang, was surprisingly handsome, with very fair skin, completely different from the rough-hewn men in the village. He didn't look like a villager at all. Unlike him, whose skin was dark and rough from the sun and wind, he was obviously a farmer who worked the land for a living.
Zhou Ye looked at Lin Shu's fair and rosy face again, glanced at her delicate hands, and became more silent.
After feeling depressed for a while, Zhou Ye remembered something and suddenly he was no longer depressed.
What most people think is not important. What is important is Ashu, and Ashu said that she likes him just like that.
Thinking of this, Zhou Ye was in a good mood. He took a big bite of the pancake in his hand, and his cheeks bulged from eating.
After dinner, the two of them said goodbye to Aunt Wang and left without delay.
Lin Shu's sweat-soaked clothes from last night had dried, and she changed back into her own clothes before leaving. The two of them walked along the road leading out of Daoxiang Village. The man was tall and sturdy, the woman young and pretty, and since they were both strangers, they attracted quite a few glances from the villagers.
Lin Shu followed Zhou Ye like a young wife, but when they left Daoxiang Village, Lin Shu's true colors were revealed. She grabbed Zhou Ye's arm and groaned, "Aye, I'm tired. Carry me back."
Zhou Ye squatted down in front of her without even a moment's hesitation.
Lin Shu uttered an "Ouch" and immediately laughed at him, "You carried me when I told you to. Why don't you feel that the crowds will ruin my reputation?"
"Ashu, you come up first."
Lin Shu blinked, lay on his back, and put her arms around his neck.
After she lay down, Zhou Ye supported her thighs and stood up steadily. He knew Ah Shu was teasing him, but he blamed himself for mistakenly assuming she wanted to marry someone else in the future, so he always wanted to distance himself from her and didn't want to give others the opportunity to talk about her. Now that he knew Ah Shu liked him, and he already regarded Ah Shu as his future wife, he no longer had so many concerns.
"Ashu, I knocked on several doors without your knowledge last night, and they all saw it," Zhou Ye said.
"Oh, so what? People might think we are brother and sister." Lin Shu burst out laughing as soon as she finished speaking.
A'ye was so flustered and anxious like a bandit, and his eyes never left her. It didn't look like he was carrying his sister on his back. People could guess at a glance that he was carrying his wife.
It’s over, it’s over. From today on, there will be one more piece of gossip in Daoxiang Village. She even thought of the title of the gossip: A strong man from Tianshui Village carried his wife on his back and ran thirty miles at night to seek medical treatment. What an infatuated man!
"Puff!" Lin Shu buried her face in Zhou Ye's neck and laughed silently.
Zhou Ye felt an itch on his neck, and the itch spread from his neck to his chest, but he didn't even move his neck.
He was reluctant to move.
As an itch rushed to his chest, a sweet feeling also emerged in his heart.
He carried Lin Shu on his back, facing the warm sun of Chenshi, and felt that he had endless energy.
"Aye, am I heavy? Are you tired of carrying me for such a long distance?" Lin Shu asked in his ear.
Zhou Ye whispered, "I'm not tired. Ah Shu, I can carry you for the rest of my life."
Lin Shu immediately covered his mouth, pinched his earlobe hard, and said fiercely: "How old are you? You've been talking to me all your life. In the future, stop talking nonsense and just treat me well. Didn't I say it before? I don't like men with smooth talk."
She said this with disdain, but taking advantage of the fact that Zhou Ye couldn't see her face, the smile on her face was more beautiful than the mountain flowers on the roadside.
Tsk, so annoying. Why does Aye always come up with cheesy love words from time to time? They are so cheesy!
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