Chapter 22
That being said, he didn't dislike Chen Qingyan. Apart from being a bit stubborn, the kid had no flaws.
In terms of family background, he was the son of a landlord with hundreds of acres of land, while she was just a country boy who was neither loved by her father nor her mother. If she didn't marry him, she would probably marry a farmer and struggle in the fields for the rest of her life.
In terms of looks, Chen Qingyan is quite good-looking. He had lost a lot of weight due to illness before, but he has recovered a bit recently. At first glance, he is a handsome young man with a decent appearance. In his previous life, he would be considered a heartthrob and could debut as a celebrity on the spot.
In terms of talent and learning, he was only seventeen years old and had already thoroughly studied the Four Books and Five Classics, the Three Histories, and was well-versed in mathematics. I, a college student, could barely compare to him.
Moreover, he has no bad habits. He goes to bed early and gets up early, doesn't drink or gamble, and is very clean. Every day, besides reading and practicing calligraphy, he exercises.
Looking at it this way, she really is a good partner.
Oh well, let nature take its course. Nothing in this world is perfect. I can't live without him right now, so maybe I'll get used to it eventually.
Wang Ying stood up and stretched, then began tending to the vegetables in the field. After the wheat ripened, he divided the experimental field into three parts: one part to continue planting wheat, another to plant several common vegetables, and the last piece of land was empty, where Wang Ying planned to transplant some fruit trees so that they could eat fresh fruit in winter.
He was busy inside, while Chen Qingyan tossed and turned outside.
These past two days, he felt that Wang Ying was avoiding him. The reason he didn't tell his fourth uncle about that matter wasn't because he was concerned about saving face. How could he give up something that concerned his future just because of saving face?
Since he was dismissed from the exam, he has consulted many books and historical materials. He found that students who were dismissed from the exam for cheating in all dynasties basically did not have the opportunity to retake the exam.
For example, in the twelfth year of the Wuhe era, Liang Liufang, a talented scholar from Suzhou, was framed and disqualified from taking the provincial examination, thus losing his eligibility to participate in the imperial examinations again. As a result, he wrote forty-seven poems to denounce his friends and the court that had framed him.
If even renowned scholars cannot retake the exam, how can an unknown student like myself have the chance to take it again?
Chen Qingyan sighed in frustration, got up, lit the lamp, and slowly walked to his desk, leaning against the wall, intending to find a book to relieve his depression.
There just happened to be a book about the boy on the table. It was a book I found in my father's study, and I don't know how many years it had been there. It was probably bought by my mother when she was pregnant.
He adjusted the wick, making the candlelight brighter, and Chen Qingyan carefully examined the contents.
The beginning was fairly normal, introducing some basic knowledge about boys. When Chen Qingyan saw the illustrations of pregnancy, he only blushed slightly, until he turned to the last page... and he was completely dumbfounded.
What is this?
Chen Qingyan slammed the book shut, her face flushed crimson. It was utterly vulgar and shameless! No wonder Wang Ying started avoiding her after reading the book!
Just as Chen Qingyan was filled with shame and indignation, Wang Ying emerged from the experimental field.
"You're still awake?"
Chen Qingyan was like a frightened bird, frantically trying to hide the book. People are more prone to making mistakes when they are nervous. Not only did he fail to hide it properly, but it also fell off the table and landed on the floor. By sheer coincidence, he opened the last page.
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An eerie silence filled the air. Wang Ying coughed and gave him a knowing look. "You're feeling better now, so be careful."
"You've misunderstood..."
"Get some rest, I need to use the restroom first." Wang Ying thoughtfully gave him some privacy.
When I returned half an hour later, Chen Qingyan had already gone back to bed, her eyes closed, and I didn't know if she was asleep or not.
Wang Ying tiptoed onto the bed, and without even taking off her clothes, she lay down on the innermost side, leaving enough room for at least two large men to sleep between them.
Chen Qingyan suddenly spoke up, "I know you don't want to marry me. Now that I'm almost fully recovered, you can get a divorce anytime you want."
"Who said that? That's not true!" How can the experimental field be used without him?
"Wang Ying, you're not actually from here, are you?"
"Why, why are you suddenly saying that?"
“I asked Uncle Chen to inquire about you. He said that before you got married, you were just a quiet and reserved young man who rarely communicated with others and was illiterate.”
Damn, so this kid had suspected me all along.
Chen Qingyan continued, "I've met the people in the village. Most of them are honest, dull, and speak crudely. You are completely different from them, and even quite different from the people here."
Wang Ying rolled over and threatened, "Maybe I'm a spirit in disguise, are you scared?"
"I know you're not," Chen Qingyan thought to himself: Even if you are a spirit, you're a good one.
“I’m not a spirit or monster. I didn’t tell you last time because I was afraid of scaring you. I actually come from another world. Back in my world, I’m a student, a few years older than you, and I specialize in farming.”
Chen Qingyan: "Students similar to those from the Ministry of Agriculture?"
"Pretty much. I accidentally fell into a well while watching the fields, and when I woke up, I was here, and I had become another Wang Ying."
“I understand. I’ve read a similar story in a folk tale. A person took a nap and woke up to find that he had swapped souls with his livestock. The livestock became a person, and the person became a livestock.”
Wang Ying gave a bitter smile. "I'm a little better off than that. I went from being a man to a boy."
Chen Qingyan was speechless. No wonder he always wanted to be brothers with him.
After a moment of silence, he said, "If... you wish to get along with my brother, that's fine too."
Wang Ying happily sidled up to him, "I knew you were a good guy!"
Looking at the person who had put aside their grudges, Chen Qingyan slightly curled the corners of his mouth. No matter what the relationship was, as long as they stayed by his side, that was enough.
*
Wang Ying didn't sleep well that night, and had several dreams while half asleep and half awake.
First, I dreamed that I returned to my previous world, where my grandparents' house was going to be demolished, and I received hundreds of thousands of dollars in compensation, plus an extra house.
There were rumors about demolition in my previous life. It was said that a resort was going to be built where my maternal grandfather and his family lived. It had been talked about for several years that the area would be demolished, but no developer took over, so it was never demolished. I never expected that it would actually be demolished in my dream.
Suddenly, friends and relatives he had never contacted before became very friendly with him.
His mother and father also called one after another to ask how his life and studies were going.
Wang Ying found it ridiculous. Why didn't they ask about her money when she was poor? Now that she's grown up and doesn't have to worry about money anymore, they suddenly care about her.
He's not stupid; he definitely won't pay attention to these people. He'll save the money and continue his studies.
Soon his mother asked to borrow money, saying that the family didn't have enough to buy a house.
When Wang Ying refused to lend the money, she actually sued, claiming it was her parents' house and she should be the first heir. Her shameless smile was utterly disgusting.
When my maternal grandmother was seriously ill, I called her and asked her to come back and take care of her, but she made all sorts of excuses, saying she was too busy with work. Now, however, she has time to fight over the house.
Fortunately, her grandfather had gifted the house to Wang Ying before his death, so the house belonged to Wang Ying and she naturally had no right to inherit it.
When his mother couldn't get the money, she started going to the school and acting crazy. She sat downstairs at the dormitory every day, cursing Wang Ying for being unfilial and trying to morally blackmail him, forcing him to move out in the end.
Then his father started asking him for money, saying he had cancer and needed money for treatment and chemotherapy. These two were like locusts that he couldn't shake off.
Wang Ying was so angry in her dream that she cried, as if it had really happened.
The scene in his dream slowly changed, from modern times to ancient times. He found himself sitting in a bathtub, bathing in white mist that obscured his vision.
Suddenly someone hugged him from behind, and the skin-to-skin contact made him shiver.
The man's lips were slightly cool, brushing against his ear and temple, moist and ticklish.
Wang Ying realized her breathing was disordered and tried to turn around to push the person away, but someone pressed her wrist above her head and then gave her a passionate, deep kiss.
Wang Ying couldn't help but open her mouth, and her wet, hot tongue seized the opportunity to probe in, stirring him until he drooled and tears welled up in his eyes. But in his dream, he had no strength to break free and could only passively endure the kiss.
He had never kissed anyone in his past life, and he didn't know that a kiss could make someone feel like this, his whole body felt numb and pleasurable as if he had been electrocuted.
He felt the hand slide down his waistline, and just as he was about to grasp it, he was suddenly awakened by a rooster crowing.
Wang Ying opened her eyes, glanced at Chen Qingyan who was fast asleep beside her, and it took her a while to realize that she was dreaming.
He reached his hand under the covers and his face instantly turned ashen... Oh no, he's probably really going to become gay.
*
My third aunt stayed in her hometown for a few days before returning to the county town, leaving the house suddenly quiet and deserted.
Wang Ying planned to take a trip to the village when he had some free time. The millet in the fields was almost ripe, and he intended to take some wheat from the experimental field and have the village head and others plant it to see how well the wheat he cultivated would yield in the ancient, primitive planting environment.
After I take over the shop in a few days, I'm afraid I won't have time to go there anymore.
Chen Qingyan wanted to go along too, but Li was a little worried, "Are you sure you're healthy enough?"
“It’s alright. I’m bored staying at home anyway. I’ll go to the estate with A-Ying to get some fresh air.”
Chen Qingyun went there once and never wanted to go again. There was nothing fun to do on the estate; she'd rather stay home and embroider.
Chen Qingsong was supposed to go to school, but he didn't have the chance to go this time. Wang Ying promised to bring him a straw-woven toy, so he reluctantly went to school with Qiu An.
To make it easier for Chen Qingyan to get to the village, a wheelchair was brought along as well, and Uncle Chen drove the car with the two of them inside.
Looking out the car window, Wang Ying couldn't help but recall the dream she had last night, while secretly glancing at Chen Qingyan's mouth out of the corner of her eye.
This guy has really nice lips, all pink and tender. I wonder what it would feel like to kiss them... Ughhhhh! What am I even thinking?!
Wang Ying clutched her head and slammed her head against the car wall.
Chen Qingyan frowned, "You have no manners! If you don't want to sit in the carriage, get down and pull it with the mules!"
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Okay, he's back to being straight!
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