Upon seeing the newcomer, Xiao Meng's expression instantly turned flustered. She lowered her head and apologized, "Brother Ya'er, I'm sorry, I won't do it again next time."
After saying that, she peeked her head in Zheng Quchi's direction, grinned sheepishly, and then ran away quickly.
Only the young man in blue, named Ya'er, and Zheng Quchi remained standing there.
"Are you the one Xiao Meng and the others brought back from the camp? My name is Gong Chenya, and I'm their headhunter. I heard you're looking for medicine for your wounds?" the young man spoke first.
Zheng Quchi tugged at the brim of his hat, looked up, and was immediately struck by the beauty.
Unexpectedly, among this group of scavengers was a young man with striking features and sharp eyebrows.
He wore a patched-up short jacket, and despite his youthful arrogance, he wasn't afraid of the cold. The sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and he wore cloth shoes. His hair wasn't the elegant length of a nobleman's hair; instead, it reached his shoulders, and he casually tied it into a knot with a cloth, giving him a playful yet childlike appearance.
...Such a cute boy, yet when people mention him, they seem to focus on him. Is it because he has a powerful background, or is he exceptionally capable?
“My name is… Ruler. Yes, I’m looking for medicine. I’m injured and need some medicine to clean my wounds,” Zheng Quchi said.
The boy's eyes were bright, and when he smiled, a dimple appeared on his cheek: "Ruler? The ruler of a carpenter's square? Is your family also craftsmen? You chose such an interesting and nice-sounding name?"
The boy smiled, revealing a set of white teeth, which was pleasing to the eye, and no one felt that his words were abrupt.
also?
Who else is a craftsman?
Zheng Quchi said, "Uh, this name is actually quite ordinary. Your name is more special, isn't it? Gongchenya. I wonder if Gong is a surname or a compound surname?"
"Gongchen is your surname... And you, what's your surname?"
"I am a refugee, abandoning my past and my place of origin. Wherever I wander, I belong to that place. As a woman, I will change my surname wherever I marry."
The young man didn't know if he had seen her face just now. He only mentioned the medicine as a pretext, and then chatted with her about various trivial matters, intending to find out more.
Did they sense something, or suspect something?
In short, Zheng Quchi is no longer the simple "Zheng time traveler" she once was; she is now a "Zheng reborn" with cunning and shrewdness.
He asked her questions, and she only answered those she could. For those she couldn't answer, she gave vague answers and made excuses to move on.
The two chatted back and forth, seemingly enjoying each other's company and creating a harmonious atmosphere, but in reality, they were completely guarded and kept at arm's length.
Gong Chenya stared at Zheng Quchi with his big, dark eyes for a long time, then sighed and rubbed his forehead: "Alright, alright, I won't ask anymore. You're really cautious, not at all like a little girl."
“I’ve been married before, so I’m no longer a young girl,” Zheng Quchi chuckled.
Gongchen Cliff froze for a moment.
"Getting married at such a young age? Are you fifteen?" he asked in surprise.
I'm sixteen.
"You got married at sixteen? That's really early. As far as I know, only the State of Ye has a law that stipulates that anyone who turns sixteen must participate in the wedding procession." He exclaimed in amazement.
Zheng Quchi pretended not to understand his hidden meaning: "I just got married early."
This was the first time Gongchen Cliff had seen such a strange woman. Not only was she completely covered up, but she also kept her past and background completely hidden. Generally speaking, he would not associate with such a person.
But aside from topics about herself, talking about anything else is quite comfortable and pleasant.
This only shows that she has something she can't say, but she is a woman of integrity and intelligence.
Gong Chenya has an extreme personality. He will never have anything to do with someone he doesn't like at first sight. But he finds this woman named "Chizi" quite pleasing to the eye, so he doesn't care about those things and is willing to lend her a hand.
"Alright, come with me, I'll take you to get the medicine."
The two walked into a makeshift low shed with a top covered with palm leaves, about half a meter off the ground. The sides were covered with what appeared to be "ears" woven from dragon's beard grass, forming an arched room.
She had never seen this type of dwelling before. She looked at it a few more times and wondered... could this be a cave?
"Wait a moment, I'll go in and get the medicine."
He lifted the straw curtain and crouched down to crawl into the cave.
With a sense of novelty towards something she had never experienced before, Zheng Quchi stepped closer. She lifted the curtain and looked into the "pit," where she met the eyes of Gongchen Cliff as he looked up.
His eyes shone brightly in the dim light. When he saw it was her, he opened them slightly, his eyes filled with doubt and inquiry.
Zheng Quchi's small face was shrouded in shadow, except for his pair of clear, puppy-dog eyes, which were exceptionally moist, like treasures shimmering underwater under the sunlight.
Gongchenya met her eyes and was stunned for a moment.
His throat was a little dry, and he said hoarsely, "Were you getting impatient?"
Zheng Quchi was slightly embarrassed. She stepped back and said, "No, no, I was just curious to see your dwelling. I've never seen anything like this dug underground before."
"Oh, sure, would you like to come in? Feel free to look around," Gongchenya said generously.
Zheng Quchi thought about it for a moment and decided that there was nothing wrong with taking a look around, so he walked down the three-step staircase.
Calling this a cave would be inaccurate, as it is quite different from a house built with mortise and tenon joints.
She looked up and rolled up a corner of the window to let in light, allowing her to see everything inside very clearly.
A pillar supports the roof, and the walls are filled with dense wooden frames about 20 centimeters thick. The whole structure is made of loess mixed with grass, branches and leaves. There are also "buttresses" on the inside of the walls. The walls are smooth, flat and solid, and resistant to moisture.
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