Pan Yinhua thought of something and quickly walked into the kitchen. She saw Shen Cuiping sitting by the stove, but pretended not to see her. She walked to the wooden cabinet, took out an egg from the broken porcelain jar inside, hesitated for a moment, and then gritted her teeth and took another one.
Shen Cuiping had been watching Pan Yinhua's movements. Seeing this, she stood up and asked, "Mom, what are you doing?"
Pan Yinhua ignored her: "None of your business."
Shen Cuiping jumped up and shouted, "You're not going to feed it to that bastard, are you?!"
Pan Yinhua muttered under her breath, "What kind of bastard are you? Don't call me that. He's a good person."
Shen Cuiping pursed her lips, and the image of Li Xian's incredibly handsome face appeared in her mind. She clicked her tongue twice with great regret: "No matter how good he is, he's still a landlord's son. You've forgotten how everyone used to hate him. You actually gave him eggs to eat."
Pan Yinhua wanted nothing more than to smash an egg in Shen Cuiping's face: "They're fixing our windows, what's wrong with us eating two eggs?"
Shen Cuiping rolled her eyes: "Nobody asked him to come and fix it. He came on his own. I'm worried that if people see us, they'll say we're associating with the 'Five Black Categories' and it will ruin our reputation."
"Nonsense, it's been so many years, that's all in the past, don't bring it up again." Pan Yinhua didn't want to recall that time. Although the Chang family always showed mercy, who in Luxian Village wasn't involved in Li Chengyan's death?
Isn't it a sin to stand by and watch indifferently?
Pan Yinhua was feeling terrible. She took the eggs and was about to boil them when she saw Shen Cuiping still standing there. She scolded, "Get out of here, or go back to your room."
Shen Cuiping turned and walked out angrily. When she came out of the kitchen, she saw the tall man who was wallpapering the wall and said sarcastically, "Oh, he's really capable."
Li Xian remained indifferent, as if he hadn't heard anything, and went about his own business. However, when his gaze fell upon the mess in the room, he frowned, thinking that his delicate daughter couldn't stand such a mess.
Shen Cuiping, who had been quite arrogant, was so frightened by Li Xian's frown that her legs went weak, her raised tail drooped to the ground, and she slunk back to her room.
On my way back to my room, I passed by Li Xian, and a somewhat familiar scent wafted over on the breeze.
Li Xian suddenly turned his head, staring at Shen Cuiping's back, his brows furrowed, deep in thought.
A moment later, Pan Yinhua came out with a bowl of egg noodles. Seeing that Li Xian was already applying the outermost layer of mud, she couldn't help but praise, "You've done a really good job."
Li Xian pursed his lips, his hands continuing to repair the damaged wall.
When Pan Yinhua saw him put down the pusher, she thought he had finished and was going to rest. She was about to call him to eat noodles when he unexpectedly pushed open the door and strode into the room.
The room had been used by people from Gaoshan Village a few days ago and hadn't been cleaned yet. She was about to call someone out when Li Xian came out and asked, "Do you have a broom?"
Pan Yinhua was taken aback, then turned around and took out a broom from the doorway for him: "What do you need a broom for?"
Li Xian silently took the item and skillfully began cleaning the room.
The dust kicked up by the broom covered Pan Yinhua's head and face, but luckily the egg noodles in her hand covered the bowl.
What's going on here?
Pan Yinhua quickly went over and grabbed the broom: "Li Xian, don't sweep, Auntie, come here, go eat some noodles. Auntie doesn't have anything good at home, just two eggs and some scraps, don't be disgusted."
Li Xian shook his head: "I'm not hungry."
“Oh, don’t be so polite with me, you helped me fix the window, that’s a huge help,” Pan Yinhua said. “You know, there’s a schoolteacher from the city in our village, right?”
Li Xian paused, unsure whether to nod or shake his head. If he nodded, it would bring shame upon her because of his own bad class background; if he shook his head, he was unwilling to do so.
Little did she know that Pan Yinhua was just saying it casually. She continued, "Originally, she lived in Sister Xia's room, but after Zigeng and the others moved in, she had to live in the educated youth dormitory. The conditions in the educated youth dormitory were not very good. I don't know why, but they say there were rats every day."
"Then she can stay tonight."
Li Xian rarely spoke up, and Pan Yinhua was overjoyed: "Yes, I'll have Zicheng tell Teacher Xu to move in tonight."
Changzi City.
Li Xian frowned and said calmly, "I'll tell you."
"ah?"
"When I go up the mountain, I will pass by the classroom."
“Oh, okay.” Pan Yinhua didn’t think about anything else. In her eyes, Li Xian’s family background was bad and that was all he would ever be. Xu Nuo, on the other hand, was from the city, came from a good family, and was highly educated. If he went to university, he would be a highly educated intellectual.
He and Li Xian are from two completely different worlds. Even if they were to get together, probably no one would think much of it.
The difference is like heaven and earth, it's not just a tiny bit.
"Grandma, I'm back!" Chang Xiaohong ran in headfirst, first seeing the repaired window and Li Xian holding a broom.
Her grandmother came over, patted the dust off her clothes from running around, and said to her, "This is Brother Li Xian. Say hello. He's the one who repaired your father's house. Hey, Li Xian, where are you going?"
Li Xian had already picked up the bucket and was walking out: "I have something to do, I'm leaving now."
After saying that, he really left, and he even ran.
Pan Yinhua: "..."
Chang Xiaohong: "Wow!"
It turns out that what Teacher Xu said was true. Brother Li Xian really wasn't a bad person. He not only chopped firewood to feed them, but also came to their house to fix the windows.
Li Xian started running as soon as he left the Chang family's courtyard. His long legs were strong and powerful, and he was as agile as a leopard in the mountains.
A few minutes later, he saw Xu Nuo sitting in the classroom.
Xu Nuo lowered her head and wrote her lesson plan, writing each stroke carefully and neatly.
Hearing the noise, she looked up and saw him, a smile curving her lips: "Li Xian."
Li Xian, slightly out of breath from running, walked towards her.
He didn't hug her, but kept a short distance away: "I'm late."
"It's not late, I just finished class too." Xu Nuo put down her pen, and Li Xian naturally helped her tidy up the things on the table, packing them into her small bag according to her habits.
Carrying her things, he looked at her and said, "Let's go."
Xu Nuo nodded and followed him. When they reached the stream, he washed and dried his hands before coming over and taking her small hand in his.
Li Xian's hands were large, rough from working since childhood, with calluses on every fingertip. Xu Nuo's hands were as tender as tofu, and when they were pressed together, she felt a little itchy.
Seeing his straight back, Xu Nuo's playful side was aroused, and she mischievously hooked her fingertips around his palm.
He immediately squeezed her hand gently, afraid of hurting her.
He let go, and she would hook him again; he let go again, and she would hook him again, making his palms itch and his heart itch even more, wishing he could immediately turn around and pull the delicate girl into his arms.
But he's covered in mud, and the delicate girl will find it offensive.
While Li Xian was enduring the pain, Xu Nuo was still giggling behind him.
Very bad.
…
After being dragged out of bed in the morning, Xu Nuo just wanted to go back to sleep.
Li Xian helped her take off her shoes and socks, without touching her at all, and let her climb into bed by herself.
He went out and closed the door: "You go to sleep, I'll call you when the food is ready."
Xu Nuo nodded obediently, covered herself with the blanket, and blinked her big eyes at him.
Her beautiful eyes sparkled with tears.
He turned and went out, fetched water, washed himself in the ditch behind the kitchen, changed into clean clothes, and then turned and went back into the house.
"Hmm?" Xu Nuo was still awake, clutching the edge of the blanket, looking puzzled as to why he hadn't gone to cook.
Then I was picked up, blanket and all.
Li Xian held her in his arms, buried his head in her hair, and let out a soft but incredibly satisfied sigh.
Xu Nuo giggled: "Didn't you go to cook? Why did you go to take a shower?"
He looked at her, didn't say anything, and hugged her tightly.
Xu Nuo pinched his cool earlobe and teased him, "Want to hug me? Why didn't you hug me just now?"
Li Xian: "..."
Who said he looked like a cow that had rolled around in the mud?
They even mocked him, saying that if he were a chicken, he could be roasted into a beggar's chicken if thrown into a fire.
He dared not hug her.
He stared at her, his eyes slightly downturned, looking frustrated as if he wanted to refute her but couldn't, and felt utterly stifled.
Xu Nuo absolutely loved him like this.
Despite being a ferocious beast, it was incredibly docile, and when bullied, it would only stare at her with a wronged expression.
She opened her mouth and gently bit his chin with her teeth.
It's very light, but it's hot and itchy.
Li Xian's breath hitched, his body trembled, and he shrank back, only to have his Adam's apple bitten again.
Like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, it froze, not daring to move.
Seeing him like that, Xu Nuo wanted to laugh even more, but she laughed too smugly and reached out with her big hands, cupping her face like she was holding a big apple, and then biting her cheek like she was taking a bite out of an apple.
The laughter stopped abruptly. She turned to look at him in disbelief, her lips trembling, looking utterly aggrieved: "You're a puppy, you're going to bite me."
The vicious little dog that bit someone: "...You bit me twice."
Xu Nuo ignored it and said aggrievedly, "Waaah."
Then Li Xian held her in the room and comforted her for half an hour.
He looked down at the person in his arms and gently patted her back: "I'll go cook, you're hungry."
Xu Nuo wouldn't let him leave.
He shook his head: "I'm not hungry."
"Eat even if you're not hungry, or you won't grow up."
Xu Nuo, who is already eighteen years old: "..."
"I've grown up now."
"not enough."
Li Xian lifted the person up; they felt light as a feather.
We need to fatten them up a bit.
…
Li Xian went out to cook.
Xu Nuo lay on the soft cotton quilt and stretched comfortably.
The cotton quilt and blanket were newly bought, the cotton was fluffy and dense, and had a natural cotton smell. They were brand new and clean, and now they all smelled of Xu Nuo's sweet fragrance.
When she wasn't around, Li Xian would sleep on the bare, hard bed, carefully putting away the blankets.
He doesn't care what he uses, but he always gives Xu Nuo the best.
The house wasn't very soundproof, and Xu Nuo could hear the sounds coming from the kitchen. Thinking about the man busy at the stove making lunch for her, she couldn't fall asleep.
He simply rolled over, got up, put on his shoes, and ran to the kitchen.
Li Xianzai chopped the meat into fine, dense pieces, then mixed it with the eggs and steamed it; it tasted delicious.
He stopped when he saw her push the door open and come in: "Why are you up?"
Xu Nuo looked a little sleepy as she ran over, hugged his waist, rubbed her face against his back, and said in a coquettish tone, "I'll help you cook."
Li Xian's long eyelashes trembled.
It is said that it is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but very difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.
That's exactly right. People who have never tasted sweetness can scoff at it, but once they have, they know why sweetness is sweet and bitterness is bitter.
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