Out of sight, out of mind!
Ruan Tang watched the childish interaction between the human and the mouse, feeling both annoyed and amused, and could only helplessly let them continue their interaction.
The puppet grandmother had already set out dinner.
The steaming pork and green bean dumplings are plump and white; one bite and your mouth is filled with juicy goodness.
Paired with a bowl of refreshing and palate-cleansing mung bean soup, this is a life even the gods wouldn't trade.
After dinner, it got completely dark.
Yan Yu didn't sit idle. He picked up a hoe and went into the backyard, weeding the newly sprouted vegetable seedlings while circulating the "Kun Yuan Golden Soul Technique".
Each time the hoe fell, it was as if he were having a deep conversation with the earth. A surge of powerful energy flowed down his feet and quickly transformed into pure metal-type spiritual energy within his body.
Working is a form of self-cultivation.
This efficiency is not only safer than absorbing zombie crystal cores, but also much faster.
He worked quickly, and in no time he had cleared all the weeds from both yards.
Then, he took out the dead wood he had chopped during the day from his spatial storage and began to build a pavilion against the east wall of the courtyard.
Ruan Tang moved a small stool and sat not far away, directing the puppet grandmother to plant wild grapes and gourd jujube trees.
In the courtyard, the muffled thuds of the man sweating profusely mingled with the subtle rustling sounds of the plants being nourished by spiritual energy.
Neither of them spoke, yet they each created their own world.
Little White was helping to dig a hole, its little paws digging very fast, but it was muttering to itself.
snort!
If it weren't for the fact that this bad man gave it a delicious nut cookie this afternoon, it wouldn't have been able to peacefully coexist with him so easily!
It and its master are from the same country!
Yan Yu worked quickly and efficiently, and a sturdy and spacious pavilion soon took shape.
He also wove a thick roof out of thatch, making it rollable, saying that it could provide shade on sunny days, allow one to listen to the rain on rainy days, and roll it up at night so one could lie down under it and watch the stars.
By the time everything was finished, the moon was already hanging above the treetops.
After washing up and changing into clean clothes, the two of them were left alone in the room.
Just as Ruan Tang picked up a comb to comb her half-dry long hair, the man came in from outside, drying his hair.
He was only wearing a pair of black trousers.
The man's muscular upper body was bare, and water droplets that hadn't been dried slid down the clearly defined lines of his muscles, eventually disappearing into his black waistband.
A wild, hot breath mixed with the scent of soapberry wafted over, making one's face feel hot.
Ruan Tang's face flushed instantly, and her hands slowed down a beat.
Yan Yu casually draped the towel over his shoulder, walked a few steps to the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), and naturally took the comb from her hand, sitting down behind her.
Instead of rushing to pull the person into his arms and cuddling them as usual, he did not do so.
He simply and quietly, bit by bit, used his large, calloused hands, accustomed to handling machine parts, to clumsily and gently comb her long, black hair.
Under the dim light, his focused gaze seemed to have a tangible warmth, making Ruan Tang feel flustered and uneasy, as if ants were crawling on her back.
The air around him seemed to become hot and sticky under his gaze, and every breath carried his scent.
The only sounds in the room were the soft rustling of a comb through hair and the increasingly close breathing of the two people.
Ruan Tang felt flustered by the atmosphere and was about to say something to break the deadly silence when the man's deep voice rang out above her head.
His voice carried a serious tone mixed with a touch of shyness.
"Tangtang,"
He spoke slowly and deliberately, as if he had made a great decision.
"How about we hold the banquet first?" (This chapter has been read. Please click to continue reading the next chapter!)
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