The village is very lively today, just like celebrating the New Year.
Many young girls were wandering around on the village roads, along the ridges of the fields, and at the edges of the fields.
Not only did they all braid their hair until it was shiny and smooth, but some of the girls even put on new clothes that they had kept hidden away in their trunks.
Everyone was carrying either a basket or a clay pot, making trip after trip to deliver water to the fields.
The comings and goings of figures dazzled Ruan Tang. She didn't go to the back mountain to cut pig feed today; instead, she took on the task of pulling weeds.
Ruan Tang discovered that cutting pig feed was only a way to find peace and quiet; it was completely useless for cultivation and a pure waste of time.
It's better to follow the group and go down to the fields to pull weeds, getting up close to the power of plants.
Wearing gloves, she pulled weeds while secretly circulating her internal energy, making the work quite easy.
Since that drop of life source appeared in her dantian, she felt that her cultivation speed had increased significantly.
While Ruan Tang was multitasking, her ears were perked up, intently eavesdropping on Ma Caifeng and her friends' gossip not far away.
"Hey, look at this, how many is this already? These girls in our village are like they've been injected with chicken blood today."
Ma Caifeng kept her voice very low, but her loud voice could be heard clearly even from several rows of land.
Zhao Xiulian pursed her lips, her hands moving swiftly: "What else could it be? Aren't they all after the brigade leader's second son?"
"That's right!" Ma Caifeng slapped her thigh, her voice rising eight octaves. "A 22-year-old deputy battalion commander! My goodness, a golden rice bowl among iron rice bowls! Any girl who can snag him will be set for life!"
Li Yingchun, who was working nearby, also came over and said in a low voice, "I heard from my mother-in-law that the brigade leader's wife is in a hurry. Baoguo is in the army all year round, and he wants to take advantage of this leave to settle his marriage. As soon as this news got out, everyone went crazy."
Three women make a drama.
Like cracking sunflower seeds, they thoroughly investigated the girls who delivered water today, from head to toe, from their family background to their hip size and fertility, leaving no stone unturned.
Ruan Tang listened with great interest, her mouth practically stretched to her ears, and she completely forgot about the work in her hands.
She was engrossed in the conversation when she suddenly felt someone blocking the sun above her head.
A shadow enveloped her entire small body.
A familiar, cool pine scent wafted into her nose, and Ruan Tang knew who it was without even turning around.
Her little girl was squatting on the ridge of the field, her little bottom sticking up, her two ears standing up like a rabbit's.
A pair of bright, watery almond-shaped eyes stared intently at the aunties who were chatting animatedly, her little face clearly displaying the words "eating melons is so much fun."
Yan Yu looked down at her, a slight smile unconsciously playing on his lips, but he remained silent.
He bent down, stretched out his long arm, and began to pull up the weeds around her.
His hands were large and steady, and his movements were incredibly fast; he could wipe out a large area with a single, clean, and efficient motion.
When Ruan Tang finished listening to the final episode of the gossip and turned around with satisfaction, she discovered that all the weeds in her plot of land had been pulled out.
She paused for a moment, then smiled broadly, her eyes crinkling like a little fox that had just stolen some fish.
She jumped up from the ground and ran to Yan Yu's side.
She took a clean handkerchief out of her pocket, stood on tiptoe, and wiped the thin layer of sweat from his forehead.
Beads of sweat rolled down his rugged profile, carrying a scorching heat.
Yan Yu stopped what he was doing, lowered his head slightly, and let her soft handkerchief rub against his face.
A deep vibration emanated from his chest, his voice laced with barely suppressed laughter: "Have you heard enough?"
Ruan Tang's face flushed slightly, and she chuckled a couple of times, a little embarrassed.
"I've heard enough. Chen Baoguo is going on blind dates, and all the girls in the village are going crazy with anxiety."
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