Yu Yue looked at him and found him more and more handsome, and a sweet feeling welled up in her heart.
Her gaze unconsciously drifted downwards, following Xie Yan's bobbing Adam's apple to his delicate collarbone, and finally settling on his recently developed, slender abdominal muscles.
Because Xie Yan was wearing a shirt the whole time, his body didn't get too tanned; it was several shades lighter than his face and arms.
Under the dim, swaying light, the outline of his pectoral muscles was even more prominent, making him look sexy, mysterious, and alluring. Yu Yuehui couldn't help but swallow.
After Xie Yan finished speaking, he didn't hear a response from his wife for a long time. When he turned his head, he saw Yu Yuehui's smiling face under the dim light, as beautiful and charming as a blooming flower.
A beautiful woman looks more beautiful the more you look at her under the lamp.
The soft, warm light shone gently on Yu Yuehui, making her so beautiful that Xie Yan couldn't take his eyes off her for a moment.
Those eyes, brimming with water, seemed to hold a clear spring or reflect a sky full of stars, making Xie Yan involuntarily recall certain romantic moments. His face flushed slightly, and he quickly looked away, subconsciously tightening his grip on his chopsticks. He coughed lightly, trying to hide his fluster.
The soft cough pulled Yu Yuehui back from her brief reverie. Her eyes instantly filled with worry as she anxiously asked, "Have you caught a cold?"
"I'll go get you a clean coat to wear." He said, getting up.
Xie Yan quickly grabbed her hand, shook his head repeatedly, and explained in a flustered manner, "No need, it's nothing. I just choked a little because I drank the soup too fast."
Yu Yuehui frowned slightly, her eyes full of doubt, and stared intently at Xie Yan as she asked, "Really?"
Xie Yan nodded vigorously and said in a casual tone, "Of course it's true. Come on, eat. Aren't you hungry?"
Yu Yuehui smiled and said, "I'm not hungry. I ate before you came."
Xie Yan paused, his hand still holding the meat, and asked with concern, "Do you still want to eat?"
Yu Yuehui picked up her bowl and handed it forward, saying in a coquettish tone, "I want to eat the piece of meat you picked up."
Xie Yan smiled indulgently, carefully placed the meat into Yu Yuehui's bowl, and asked softly, "Which piece of meat would you like to eat? I'll get it for you."
Yu Yue shook her head, then picked up a large chicken leg and put it in Xie Yan's bowl. "You eat quickly. I can get some myself if I want to. You eat yours."
"This chicken leg is from a wild pheasant that my master hunted up the mountain. It tastes amazing."
Xie Yan was indeed starving, so he stopped refusing and grabbed a chicken leg to start gnawing on it.
The wild pheasants that roamed the mountains had meat that was firmer and more delicious than the domestic chickens he raised at home, and every bite was a delight for him.
After finishing a chicken leg, he still wasn't satisfied, so he scooped some potatoes and broth from the braised chicken into his bowl and mixed it thoroughly with the noodles.
Paired with the spicy and delicious stir-fried eggplant with green peppers on the side, the taste was absolutely amazing, and he ate four large bowls of rice in one go.
Finally, he drank another bowl of soup and felt satisfied after "squeezing in the cracks".
The table was laden with food, which was devoured by the two of them, leaving not a single drop of soup.
After dinner, the two went to the courtyard, lay on deck chairs, and enjoyed the night breeze. After digesting their food a little, they washed up and went back inside.
Xie Yan lay on the kang (a heated brick bed), his body felt like it was falling apart from exhaustion, but his mind was unusually excited, and he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.
At this moment, he felt a slight movement beside him, opened his eyes, and saw Yu Yuehui, who was also awake.
In the darkness, their eyes met, and in just a second, they instantly understood why the other couldn't sleep.
Xie Yan lowered his voice, a hint of amusement in it, and whispered in Yu Yuehui's ear, "Aren't you afraid of hurting the baby?"
Yu Yue's cheeks flushed, and she gave Xie Yan a shy glare, her voice soft and sweet, "Then be gentle~"
Xie Yan gently pulled Yu Yuehui, who was about to turn over, and said softly, "Don't move, I'll do it. Don't worry, I'll be very gentle."
As the moon began to set in the west, a few curious rays of light, like mischievous children, sneaked in through the cracks in the tightly closed window, casting dappled shadows inside. But after a short while, they seemed to sense something and quietly slipped away.
Even the moon, hanging high in the night sky, seemed to be shy and slowly disappeared.
The next day, Xie Yan, full of energy, threw himself back into the busy work of wheat harvesting.
This year was much easier than in previous years; at least we no longer had to carry so much wheat by hand like before.
Moreover, the team's tractors could also be used to thresh wheat. Just like before, the wheat was spread out on the threshing floor, and the tractor would drive back and forth a few times to thresh the wheat.
The tractor driver in the village even went to a village with tractors to learn how to use a tractor to thresh wheat.
Soon, most of the mature wheat had been harvested, and less than 10 percent of the wheat remained in the field.
In the evening, as usual, everyone stacked up the harvested wheat and went home for dinner.
Xie Yan had just finished eating and hadn't even had a chance to drink his soup when he heard a pitiful scream coming from outside.
The sound was like a heavy hammer, striking Xie Yan's heart hard. His heart skipped a beat, and he began to panic for no reason.
He turned to look at Yu Yuehui, whose face was also filled with terror, and hurriedly said, "Wife, you wait here, I'll go take a look."
After saying that, Xie Yan rushed out the door.
He saw a large group of people running towards the wheat field. Without thinking, he rushed forward with the crowd.
Soon, he smelled a pungent odor of burning straw in the air, and a bad feeling washed over him like a tidal wave.
He struggled to control his trembling legs and ran desperately toward the wheat field.
When Xie Yan saw the flames shooting into the sky, he felt dizzy and his legs went weak, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground.
The wheat field is on fire!
How is that possible?
How could that be?
Isn't someone always watching over it?
How could it have caught fire?!
"My God! What on earth is going on?!"
The pitiful screams around him pulled Xie Yan back to his senses from the shock.
Yes! There are always people guarding this place. Even a three-year-old child knows how precious this food is. How could it have caught fire?
Before Xie Yan could figure it out, a sudden exclamation came from ahead.
Yu Shan, his eyes bloodshot, rushed headlong into the fire. Yu Yuehua held him back tightly, crying out, "Father, once you go in, you'll never come out! You'll never come out! Father!!"
Yu Shan struggled frantically, screaming hoarsely, "Let me go! They can still be saved! There's still time to save them!!!"
Upon seeing this, Xie Yan scrambled to his feet, rushed over, grabbed Yu Shan's other arm, and used all his strength to pull him away from the dangerous place.
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