Chapter 61 Is this how you introduce your man to others?
Sang Zhixia, who was temporarily deprived of her freedom, relaxed and took a nap. When she woke up again, the big stove was gone.
Xu Yu heard the noise in the room and pushed the door open. Without saying a word, he grabbed Sang Zhixia's head.
Their eyebrows touched each other, their touch blended together, and their breathing was entangled together, causing Sang Zhixia's ears to blush silently.
She tried to stay calm and blinked: "I'm fine."
Xu Yu glanced at her with a half-smile in his eyes: "Now you say it's okay, but who was the one with the high fever last night?"
If the doctor had not told him before leaving that he could wipe it with a handkerchief, he would have gone to ask the doctor to come back in the middle of the night in the wind and snow.
Sang Zhixia didn't expect something like this to happen last night. She was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion, "Is there such a thing?"
"Do you think I'm joking with you?"
Xu Yu pulled up the quilt that she had torn open and wrapped her up like a roll again. He also pressed her neck back when she was trying to get it out of the quilt.
"The doctor said you need to rest and avoid catching a cold. Stay indoors for the next few days and don't go out and get caught in the cold."
Sang Zhixia was so tangled up that her arms and legs were unable to move freely. She stretched her head and muttered, "I'm all right now, aren't I?"
"Does it have the final say on whether it's good or not?"
Xu Yu's tone was rarely harsh, and he said with a cold face, "Should I listen to the doctor or you?"
"The rice porridge is warm in the pot. I'll bring it to you to fill your stomach. You can drink the medicine in half an hour."
The rice porridge that had been cooked for a long time was full of fragrance, but Sang Zhixia had no appetite.
Seeing that she wanted to put down the bowl after taking a few bites, Xu Yu took it over without any more patience.
He grabbed the spoon and showed the same momentum as when he was feeding Xu Jinxi: "Open your mouth."
"I don't……"
"At least eat what's in the bowl."
Xu Yu took advantage of her opening to stuff the rice porridge in his spoon into her mouth, picked up a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her mouth. He said slowly, "Eat so you can have more strength. Just eat a few bites at a time like a kitten. When will you recover?"
Perhaps feeling that his tone was too harsh, Xu Yu slowed down his tone and jokingly said, "Do you know what you look like when you eat?"
Sang Zhixia tried to take back control of the bowl but was slapped on the back of her hand. She stared awkwardly at the spoon that was brought to her mouth and said, "What?"
"Like the cat my mother raised in her early years, your appetite can't even catch up to that cat."
A kitten can eat half a bowl of rice in one meal, but a grown person can only eat three mouthfuls at most.
And once she feels uncomfortable, the usually decisive person will involuntarily become coquettish, and she won't even notice when she gets angry.
When he saw it, it was like a kitten's claws scratching the soft flesh of his heart, making it itchy all over.
The example Xu Yu brought up was so insulting that Sang Zhixia, with a bitter taste in her mouth, gritted her teeth and cooperated to eat half a bowl of food.
I won’t eat the rest.
"I really can't. I'm going to vomit if I eat any more."
Xu Yu frowned, put down the bowl and sighed silently.
"So what do you want to eat? Should I buy you some cheese?"
"Forget it."
Sang Zhixia was listless and said lazily, "I don't want to eat anything."
Besides, who would go all the way to the city just for a bite to eat on a snowy day?
She's not that squeamish.
Xu Yu stood guard by the bed, the quilt completely sealing off his freedom. Sang Zhixia simply rolled around in the quilt, looked at Xu Yu, and said, "Grandfather, are you awake? Are you okay?"
"I woke up a little earlier than you, but I'm not in a good mood."
The old man is old after all. After recovering his body with great difficulty, it will take some time for him to recover after such a blow.
Xu Yu guessed what she was going to ask next and continued calmly, "Mother has also visited Second Aunt. She's not in danger of dying, but just needs some time to recuperate."
No one mentioned what happened yesterday today, but everyone knew that this was just a precursor to the coming storm. Once the old man's condition gets a little better, we will definitely settle the matter carefully, so there is no rush for now.
But this means that there are three people recuperating at home, which means that half of the labor force is lost. All the time spent on seeing doctors and looking for medicine means that all the time spent these days has been in vain.
It's like not earning anything at all.
Sang Zhixia sighed in silence, while Xu Yu's brow remained calm. "It just so happens that it's snowing now, so we can't do the wood-cutting work for the time being. You don't have to worry about the housework."
He could do what she put on hold.
Sang Zhixia sighed and said, "Then why don't you drain the sorghum wine from the steamer someday when you have time?"
It's been so long, I think it should have fermented enough.
Xu Yu nodded to indicate that he could do it, then he stretched out his long legs and took out the thing he had been working on for half a day and continued to work on it.
He has to stay here.
Otherwise, Sang Zhixia would definitely lift the quilt.
Sang Zhixia turned curiously when she heard the sound of polishing: "Is this a bow and arrow?"
"Without an iron arrowhead, it is not a qualified bow and arrow."
Xu Yu polished the arrow in his hand and replied, "It can be used as long as it is sharpened."
"What are you grinding this for?"
"Yesterday when I went to the village chief's house, Brother Wu told me that prey would appear in the woods after the heavy snow, so I decided to try my luck."
Sang Zhixia had a weak constitution. Even with a charcoal brazier in the room and a blanket covering her, her hands and feet were still icy cold.
The winter is long and cold. How can she survive this winter relying solely on a cotton-filled jacket and cloth shoes?
He wanted to hunt some skins to keep him warm, whether to make mattresses or clothes, as it was better to have them than nothing.
Sang Zhixia really knew nothing about hunting. She chatted a few random words and rolled over on the edge of the bed, watching the arrow gradually taking shape and becoming sharp in Xu Yu's hand, with a slight raise of her eyes.
She folded her hands, resting her chin on them, and said, "They say a gentleman must master the six arts, including riding and archery. You can even make your own bow and arrow, so your archery skills are pretty good, aren't they?"
Xu Yu said calmly, "It's OK."
"What about music, chess, calligraphy, and painting? Do you know all of these?"
"I have a little knowledge, but I am not proficient in it."
Xu Yu spoke lightly, as if he really only knew the basics.
But as Sang Zhixia listened, the doubts in her mind grew heavier.
She said suspiciously, "That's not right, Xu Yu."
"What's wrong?"
"Aren't you a dandy, a complete scoundrel who has lost all six arts?"
Sang Zhixia said in a tone that sounded as if she had been deceived, "I've always heard people say that you were born to be a playboy, with a good appearance but in reality you are an illiterate dandy, ignorant and violent."
"Have you offended anyone in Kyoto? Otherwise, why are so many people spreading bad things about you?"
Are the rumors about Kyoto so unrealistic?
The arrow in Xu Yu's hand spun around deftly at his fingertips, and when he raised his eyebrows and looked at Sang Zhixia, a silent smile appeared in his eyes.
"Is this how you introduce your man to others?"
"Illiterate and reckless man?"
Sang Zhixia's heart trembled at his self-proclaimed name, and he emphasized with a dull face: "When I heard this, it had nothing to do with you."
Don't flatter yourself.
Xu Yu sneered softly and said self-deprecatingly, "Zhizhi, Kyoto can't accommodate a Xu family heir who isn't a waste."
No matter whether he has a wonderful world inside, he can only be a useless waste decoration to the outside world.
It was just that he was a step too late in making his plan, and the entire Xu family was left in vain. In the end, he didn't have time to make a move.
Sang Zhixia's mind cleared up for a moment and she forgot to respond, and Xu Yu didn't care about her sudden silence.
He pulled the wooden bow he had polished and tested it, a flash of anger hidden in his eyes: "Victory and defeat are common in the military. Losing one round does not mean you will lose every round."
"There's a long way to go, no rush."
Sang Zhixia had just decided to chat about family matters on a whim, but she didn't expect the topic to suddenly reach a higher level.
Having spent years navigating the land and the demands of food, she couldn't quite grasp these ups and downs, winning and losing. She was silent for a long time before she sighed and said, "I just don't understand these things. After all, to me, having enough food and clothing is the most important thing. Living a peaceful life is not easy."
If Xu Yu had always been the most glorious prince, the two of them might not have been half as harmonious as they are today.
She is a small person who wants to live a peaceful life, and there is an unbreakable wall between her and the people who are born noble.
Xu Yu laughed out loud: "Zhizhi, this is great."
Really, it was so good that it was beyond his imagination.
But it's not time to rest on your laurels yet.
I haven’t found any leather to warm my hands yet.
He stood up, holding the polished quiver, and bent down to look into Sang Zhixia's eyes, raising his eyebrows and smiling: "Zhizhi, do you want to make a bet with me?"
Sang Zhixia held her chin and squinted her eyes: "What are you betting on?"
Xu Yu stroked the edge of the quiver with his fingertips and said leisurely, "If I can collect enough leather to make you a cloak within a month, how about giving me half of the bed?"
Before Sang Zhixia could say anything, he said with a hint of resentment, "Zhizhi, the wood is very hard."
"The ground is cold."
If you have never experienced the warmth and fragrance of the bed, the coldness of the ground seems nothing.
But he had already slept on the bed yesterday in order to control Sang Zhixia from kicking the quilt. The disadvantages of sleeping on the floor were intolerable.
He doesn't know when to quit.
He will only push further.
As long as he sensed that Sang Zhixia's defenses had weakened even a little, he would dare to move forward a foot.
Sang Zhixia originally wanted to say that she doesn't gamble, but when she heard the howling sound of wind and snow outside, the refusal that was on the tip of her tongue got stuck.
The ground was indeed not warm, and it seemed inappropriate to lie on the ground in such weather.
She struggled for a moment and said hesitantly, "Just give you half of the bed temporarily?"
Xu Yu suppressed the sigh in his heart and said with a smile, "Of course."
"If I lose the bet, you can make any conditions you want from me. You can ask me to do anything you want."
I will never let you down.
But any request you make will not be difficult for me.
"Zhizhi, do you want to bet?"
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