The next morning, Cheng Yaoyao woke up on her own. Every muscle in her body was screaming with pain, a symptom of overexertion. She slowly got up, sat on the bed and rubbed her eyes, looking very cute and naive with sleepy eyes.
Han Yin and the others were all awake, and were quite surprised to see Cheng Yaoyao getting up: "You're not staying in bed today?"
"Well, I have to go plant beans." Cheng Yaoyao opened the wicker box and rummaged through it.
The original owner loved beauty, and the clothes in the box were all beautiful and rare dresses. She picked out a sky blue top, took it out, and shook out a small box.
Cheng Yaoyao picked up the small box and opened it. It was empty. This small wooden box was beautifully carved, like a jewelry box. But the original owner had never seen this thing before... Cheng Yaoyao tilted her head in confusion. When Xie San sucked out the snake venom for her yesterday, her memory should have been complete.
Never mind. Cheng Yaoyao stuffed the small box back into the suitcase, changed his clothes, got out of bed, and went to the yard with a washbasin and towel to wash up.
It was only six o'clock in the morning, and the spring water was icy cold, splashing on Cheng Yaoyao's face and making him shiver. After washing up, Cheng Yaoyao braided her greasy hair into a loose braid, put on a sky blue shirt with a butterfly collar, and her bright eyes and white teeth were a bright sight.
Han Yin enviously pulled Cheng Yaoyao's braid and said, "Your braid is so beautiful. Can you teach me how to braid it?"
Cheng Yaoyao smiled and said, "I'll make one for you."
Han Yin's hair is not as black and smooth as Cheng Yaoyao's, but she has a lot of hair. Cheng Yaoyao straightened her hair, divided it into three strands, and braided it with his fingers. His eyes turned to the stove and saw Cheng Nuonuo frying salted vegetables and Shen Yan helping her. Their eyes would occasionally intertwine with each other, and he could smell the greasy smell from a distance.
Han Yin was holding up a small plastic mirror and looking at Cheng Yaoyao's eyes through the mirror. She whispered, "I've been sick all morning. I don't know what's wrong with me. I don't even avoid people. Yaoyao, don't pay attention to them. It's not worth getting angry."
Cheng Yaoyao raised his eyebrows. How could innocent young people like Han Yin understand that this was not to ward off evil spirits, but... If Cheng Yaoyao guessed correctly, the two must have had an in-depth discussion yesterday.
"I'm not angry." Cheng Yaoyao smiled and let go of his hand. "It's done. Take a look."
Han Yin is actually pretty, with a round face that is square in shape. She usually wears a big, shiny braid, which makes her face look a bit big. Cheng Yaoyao gave her a loose pigtail, with a few bangs on her forehead, which made her face look much smaller and made her look much prettier.
Han Yin looked at herself in the mirror, overjoyed: "Really... I can't explain it, your braid is so pretty."
Zhang Xiaofeng also smiled and said, "Yes, Yaoyao has always been good at dressing up. She looks much better now."
Cheng Yaoyao smiled. Having been a young lady for twenty years, she might not be good at other things, but no one was better at eating, dressing and dressing up than her.
At this time, Cheng Nonuo called out, "The meal is ready, come and eat."
Han Yin quickly put away the mirror, washed her hands with Cheng Yaoyao, and went to the table to eat.
Two steaming mixed-grain noodle buns, a plate of fried pickled vegetables without a speck of oil, and a bowl of pickled vegetable soup so clear that you could see your reflection in it. The educated youth, who were used to the meat dishes of the previous few days, were not eager to eat, even though this was the normal diet for the educated youth.
Cheng Yaoyao was busy drinking two mouthfuls of salted vegetable soup, trying to swallow the glutinous rice. Han Yin also muttered: "This month's food is almost finished. There is no oil in the salted vegetables. I am choking to death."
It's not the lack of oil, it's the lack of that pleasant taste. Cheng Yaoyao frowned, Cheng Nuonuo was tired last night and didn't get up to bask in the moonlight, which made the food taste so bad.
The freshly steamed wowotou tasted good, quite soft and fluffy. Cheng Yaoyao ate one while it was still hot and drank half a bowl of salted vegetable soup. She went to the kitchen to get two freshly steamed wowotou, put a few chopsticks of salted vegetables in it, and said to Han Yin, "I can't come back for lunch, you and Zhang Xiaofeng can take it for me. I'll pack the lunch portion first."
Han Yin agreed readily. The Wo Wo Tou in the cafeteria is 5 cents cornmeal and 3 cents buckwheat noodles, and there is also a serving of vegetables fried with fatty pork slices!
After everyone finished eating, Cheng Nonuo stayed behind to clean up the dishes while the others went to work, chatting and laughing. It was cloudy today, but the weather was cool, and many villagers were already busy in the fields.
Cheng Yaoyao spotted Xie San at a glance. He was tall, wearing a ragged coat but looked more energetic than the others. He was talking to the captain, Lin Dafu. Lin Dafu was gesticulating while Xie San listened in silence, occasionally shaking his head.
Cheng Yaoyao ran over briskly with the lunch box in his arms and shouted, "Captain, thank you, Third Brother!"
Xie San looked over in silence, Lin Dafu responded and looked at Cheng Yaoyao. Cheng Yaoyao was wearing a sky blue top today, the color looked like a piece of the sky, and it made her skin look even whiter, so beautiful that it made people dazed.
Lin Dafu looked at Cheng Yaoyao and felt that his decision yesterday was too rash: "Cheng Zhiqing, yesterday I asked you to work in the soybean field..."
"Very good! I think working in soybean fields is suitable for me. It's better than planting rice in the fields." Cheng Yaoyao interrupted Lin Dafu and said with a smile, "Thank you, captain, for taking care of me!"
"Is... is that so?" Cheng Yaoyao's sweet smile blocked Lin Dafu's words. He shook his head and said to Xie San, "Then you take good care of Cheng Zhiqing."
Xie San said "hmm", picked up his tools and turned to leave. Cheng Yaoyao followed behind him, swinging the whip.
One was a ragged, silent and sinister son of a landlord, and the other was a cute, new-dressed female educated youth from the city. When the two of them walked across the ridge of a field together, all the people working in the paddy field were stunned.
"Damn, how lucky is Xie Saner that the captain assigned him such a good job?"
"How can we let Cheng Zhiqing and the landlord's son go to the fields? Isn't this like throwing meat buns at a dog?" The village scoundrel Lin Goudan said with a drooling face, and was suddenly hit in the face with mud. "Hey, who hit me?!"
Lin Jiajun glared at him with a dark face: "It's me, what's wrong?"
Lin Jiajun is the son of the brigade secretary, what else can Lin Goudan do? He quickly smiled and said, "Nothing, nothing."
Someone nearby knew about this and laughed, "Jiajun, why don't you ask your father to tell the captain to let you take Cheng Zhiqing to do the work. This kind of good job should be left to our own people."
Lin Jiajun threw the seedlings into the water. How could he not say anything? As soon as he opened his mouth, his father beat him with the sole of his shoe and told him not to go after the educated youth in the city!
An experienced person said, "You get five work points a day and you don't even have lunch. I'll give you this good job. Do you want it?"
Everyone shut up. Who would be willing to do such a tiring and unprofitable job except for the landlord's son?
Only Lin Goudan snorted: "The landlord has several jars of gold buried in his house! He doesn't care about these three or five cents."
It is an old rumor in Tianshui Village. A former farmhand in the Xie family spread the rumor that the Xie family had buried several jars of gold. But when the family was first seized, the Xie family's house was searched inside and out. The bed that Xie Sanniang brought as a dowry was even moved away, and the gold foil on the pillars was also scraped off. How much gold could be left?
But money is a temptation, and at first the Xie family's house was searched from time to time, until Xie San grew up. The 15-year-old boy was beaten with blood all over his head but refused to give in, and stood in front of his grandmother and sister.
All the grown men were scared away. They only wanted money, but the eyes of this 15-year-old boy told them that he wanted to kill people. This bastard had grown into a wolf without anyone knowing.
There were also those who didn't believe in the evil and continued to provoke the Xie family, but they were all stopped and beaten back by Xie San. Xie San was beaten at first, but he was not afraid of pain. Later, Xie San fought more and more fiercely, and a group of people couldn't beat him, so no one provoked the Xie family anymore.
Besides, no one has seen the legendary gold for so many years. Because of his poor quality, Xie San has always been doing the most tiring and least rewarding work. Although Xie San often hunts, he also spends all his money on his grandmother's medicine. If the Xie family really had gold, would they still be able to live like this?
On the path, Xie San was still carrying the big basket on his back and holding Cheng Yaoyao's cloth bag in his hand, walking ahead without looking back.
Cheng Yaoyao pouted and followed Xie San angrily. She wore new clothes today, although they were not custom-made in Paris or limited edition worldwide, but Xie San didn't even look at her. Wasn't that too much?
Thinking of this, when they passed by the spring of Fengyu Bridge, Xie San took the initiative to help her fill water, but Cheng Yaoyao refused and squatted in front of the spring with the kettle to fill water herself.
Cheng Yaoyao lowered her head, her neck was thin and fragile, and the delicate skin at the back of her neck looked even whiter against the sky-blue fabric, with only red marks from the sunburn. She clumsily grabbed the water bottle and filled it with water from the spring, leaving Xie San with an angry back.
After a long time of filling the water bottle, Cheng Yaoyao looked up and saw something falling on her head. She reached out to touch it and asked, "Hey? What is this?"
Xie San looked down at her from above and said calmly, "Dou Li."
Cheng Yaoyao touched the cold bamboo strips, the edges were smooth and would not cut her hands. She lowered her head to take a look, the spring water was rippling, and she could not see anything. Cheng Yaoyao held up her hat and looked up to show Xie San: "How is it? Does it look good?"
The pointed hat with a round brim covered Cheng Yaoyao's head, making her face look even smaller, with a pointed chin and rosy lips curled up, making her look very happy.
Xie Sanyi raised his hand, pressed down the hat to cover Cheng Yaoyao's eyes and said, "Let's go."
"Disgusting!" Cheng Yaoyao hurriedly lifted up his hat, straightened his bangs, and ran ahead of Xie San.
Today the sky was cloudy, and the soil was still moist, making the work of tilling the soil much easier. Xie San held the iron shovel to loosen the soil, while Cheng Yaoyao followed beside him, stepping on small clods of soil and scattering beans, wearing a new hat on her head. She had a small head, and the hat kept slipping down, making her look silly.
Xie San reminded her: "There's no sun, so you don't need to wear it."
"If you have a new hat, you have to wear it." Cheng Yaoyao lifted up his hat and glanced at him from under the brim. How could a man understand that you can wear sunglasses on cloudy days and wear short skirts on snowy days? The weather can't stop a woman's determination to wear new clothes!
At lunch time, Xie San took off Cheng Yaoyao's hat, disassembled and modified it a few times, and handed it back to Cheng Yaoyao. Cheng Yaoyao put it on his head and said, "It fits much better now!"
As soon as the hat was taken off, Cheng Yaoyao's peach blossom eyes were curved with a smile, like a child who got candy, which made Xie San's lips slightly curl up.
Cheng Yaoyao put his hat away and saw Xie San eating something. He opened a lotus leaf bag and took out a dark dumpling to chew.
Cheng Yaoyao approached curiously: "What are you eating?"
Her eyes showed an innocent look that showed she was ignorant of the sufferings of the world. Xie San pinched the dumpling in his hand, paused and said, "Buckwheat and wild vegetable dumplings."
Cheng Yaoyao glanced at the dumplings in Xie San's hand. The colorless wild vegetables and buckwheat noodles were mixed together and looked very hard. Buckwheat noodles were very hard when used to make dumplings, but they were not chewy. However, Xie San ate them without changing his expression. When he swallowed, the veins on his forehead and neck were faintly visible.
Cheng Yaoyao looked at the lotus leaf bun in Xie San's hand again. There was no vegetable in it, only a few green plums. People in Tianshui Village who couldn't afford rice would eat green plums dipped in salt with rice. I didn't expect Xie San to eat it this way!
She quickly took out the lunch box she brought and went to Xie San's side: "Look, I brought this!"
There are four mixed noodle steamed buns in Cheng Yaoyao's lunch box, three from this morning, one from last night, and some salted vegetables.
Xie San swallowed the food in his mouth and looked at Cheng Yaoyao with his dark eyes, as if he didn't understand what she meant.
Cheng Yaoyao handed him a steamed bun and said, "Don't eat the wild vegetable dumplings. Eat this steamed bun. I brought it specially for you."
Xie San had no expression on his face: "Why?"
Why? Cheng Yaoyao thought for a moment and said, "Just as a thank you for helping me with my work?"
Xie San was facing away from the light, and the aura around him had turned cold. Cheng Yaoyao even put his head in front of him, tilted his head, with an innocent and earnest smile in his eyes.
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