Jingli pulled Ayi out the door.
At this moment, the sun is setting in the west, the sunset glows on the villages, and smoke rises from every household.
Jing Li is now very familiar with the villagers. Occasionally, when he meets neighbors who have just returned from working in the fields on the road, they will greet each other.
"...You came too late today. I will take you to the stream tomorrow morning. The scenery there is beautiful." Jing Li said to Ayi.
Ayi nodded and was about to say something when a man came towards him and called out to Jingli.
"Isn't this Qin Zhao's husband? Don't walk around the village so late, it's almost dark." The farmer was carrying a hoe and looked like he had just returned from the fields.
Jing Li replied, "I'm going to the Chen family."
Farmer: "Are you going to look for that kid from the Chen family again? I heard from his mother a few days ago that the kid from the Chen family was studying with Qin Zhao some time ago, right?"
"yes."
"It's good to read more. You'll learn everything. If my son hadn't already passed the elementary school age, I'd also like to send him to school in town." The farmer sighed and looked at the young man behind Jing Li. "...Who is this?"
Ayi is a very shy person. When the farmer didn't notice him, he secretly hid behind Jingli.
Being mentioned by the other party at this moment, her face suddenly turned red: "I... I am..."
Outsiders don't often come to Linxi Village, so Ayi's walking around the village inevitably arouses the curiosity of others.
Ayi was not good at speaking, so to avoid being questioned by others, Jingli simply lied: "He is from the same hometown as me, and he came to look for me."
"Is it Shuang'er?" the farmer asked again.
Shuang'er looks very much like a man, but she usually has a small cinnabar mole on her body, and most of them are on her face, making it easy to identify.
Ayi had a cinnabar mole at the corner of his eye.
Hearing the other party say this, Ayi was obviously a little nervous and quietly grabbed Jingli's sleeve.
Jing Li hurriedly said, "Uncle Wang, I can't delay any longer. My husband is waiting for me to come home. I'm leaving now!"
After saying that, he pulled Ayi away quickly.
The two of them turned along the path they had just taken before stopping.
"Sorry." Jing Li felt a little guilty. "There's no Shuang'er in our village, so they are more... more curious."
"It's okay," Ayi whispered, "At least they... don't have any ill intentions."
Unlike those people in the city, either they distrusted him because he was Shuang'er and didn't dare to ask him for a consultation or prescription, or they came to the pharmacy just to find an excuse to get close to him and make advances on him whenever they got the chance.
Jing Li knew a little about his situation and patted his shoulder gently.
"It's really okay, I'm used to it." Ayi smiled softly, "Although sometimes I envy people like you, wondering if I didn't have this thing on my face, or if it was born somewhere else, wouldn't my life be much better?"
He touched the cinnabar mole at the corner of his eye and whispered, "But this is what my father and daddy left me. As long as I think about it this way, I won't feel uncomfortable."
Not all of Shuang'er's moles are on her face; a small number are on the back of her neck or wrists.
This type of people are not likely to be discovered as Geminis, which makes life much easier for them.
Ayi always thought Jingli was the same.
Jing Li didn't know how to explain it to him, so he responded vaguely, "Let's go quickly, otherwise we won't be able to get home before dark."
Ayi: "Okay."
The two soon arrived at the small house where Qin Zhao had lived before.
This place is quiet and suitable for studying. Since Qin Zhao and Jing Li moved out, Chen Yanan has lived here.
They walked to the front of the house and heard the sound of reading coming from inside.
In order to prevent and control floods, Qin Zhao left the village for more than a month. After returning, he was ill for more than half a month. Not to mention guiding Chen Yanan in his studies, he himself had not touched a book for a long time.
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