Three days later.
Shi Wu was finally able to get out of bed and walk.
Yaxuan has been taking care of her at home these days and has not gone anywhere. He also took a wooden stick and cut it into a crutch for her to use.
At this time, Shi Wu was walking back and forth happily in front of his house with a cane.
Yaxuan just leaned against the door and watched, with the corners of his lips slightly raised.
As they were walking, Shi Wu suddenly remembered something and looked up and asked, "By the way, has the mountain road that was washed away by the flash flood been repaired?"
Hearing her words, the corners of Yaxuan's mouth that were raised suddenly fell.
He folded his hands in front of his chest and clenched his fists slightly.
"No."
He paused and asked again: "Why, do you want to leave?"
Shi Wu shook her head and limped to Ya Xuan.
"It's so nice here, I wish I could stay here forever."
"If you take me in..."
She pursed her lips as she spoke and looked towards the ancestral hall at the foot of the mountain.
"I was thinking about the tourists in the village. If the road was better, they would probably leave."
After all, she was the woman that Yaxuan liked in his previous life, and she felt a little unhappy that she had been staying in the village all the time.
I was afraid that Wen Yinyin would be thinking about the gold again and would have some ideas about Ya Xuan.
"The young people in the village have gone to repair the road, so it should be ready soon."
Hearing that she had no intention of leaving, Yaxuan felt relieved.
"What about you?" Shi Wu asked, looking at the large muscles on his arms. "You are also a young man in the village. Why don't you go and build the road?"
Yaxuan chuckled without explaining.
He is the young master of Miaojiang and is in charge of the lifeline of Miaojiang. If the young master builds the road himself, the people in the village will panic.
"Is it to take care of me?"
"Are you afraid that I'll give your village a bad review online?"
Shi Wu looked at him with a smile. Until now, Ya Xuan had not taken the initiative to reveal his identity as the young master of Miaojiang.
She pretended not to know and stayed beside him like an idiot.
"Yes, I'm afraid you will give me a bad review." Yaxuan said lightly, but his eyes were obsessed with her playful expression.
"Don't worry, I won't. You've been so kind to me." Shi Wu said, lowering his head and touching the smooth cane in his hand. "Look how careful you are. There's not a single sawdust on this cane. It must have been very hard work sharpening it, right?"
It took him five hours to make the crutch. He polished it while stroking it repeatedly with his hands until there was not a single thorn left before he handed it to her with confidence.
Of course, his hands were pierced by the barbs of the sawdust, and his palms were still burning with pain.
But he didn't care at all.
Seeing her happy, he felt that everything was worth it.
"Yaxuan, you are such a nice person and you look so good..."
"It must be a blessing to marry you."
“I don’t know who has such good fortune.”
Shi Wu said this, looking at him with deep affection.
She wanted to see when this piece of ice wood would be shaken by her.
"I'm not as good as you say." Yaxuan lowered his head and didn't look at her with a guilty conscience.
"I'm so bored, Yaxuan. Can you take me down the mountain to play?" Shi Wu approached Yaxuan and acted coquettishly.
"Yeah." Yaxuan couldn't resist her coquettishness and agreed without hesitation.
When you reach the stairs, squat down.
"Come up, I'll carry you down."
Shi Wu lay on his back without any hesitation. It wasn't the first time he carried her anyway.
As soon as he came down the mountain, the old priest sent someone to look for Yaxuan.
Afraid that Shi Wu would be bored, Ya Xuan called a few children to play with her.
The old priest is Yaxuan's grandfather, who is over eighty years old.
When he saw Yaxuan come in, he started to lecture him in a cold voice.
"Yaxuan, I heard that there is a female tourist staying at your house."
"Don't forget who you are!"
"You are the young master of Miaojiang, and you control the lifeblood of the entire Miao village. You cannot leave the village, and it is impossible for an outsider woman to stay in this mountain for you."
Yaxuan clenched his hands, frowning as he retorted, "What if she agrees?"
"snort!"
The old priest raised his crutch and struck the ground hard.
"Have you ever seen a meat-eating dog willing to eat grass?!"
"Don't forget, your mother is a typical example!"
"Are you planning to follow in your father's footsteps?!"
Every word his grandfather said was like a knife stabbing into his heart.
My mother was an outsider. At first, she was willing to stay in the mountains for my father, but after a few years, she was unwilling to do so anymore and even ran away without leaving her child.
There were no roads at that time, only mountain roads.
His father was worried that something had happened to her, so he went into the mountains to look for her. Since then, there has been no news of her, and no one knows whether she is dead or alive.
"She is different." Yaxuan clenched his teeth and clenched his hands tightly.
But after saying this, he felt a little uncertain again.
Just like what grandpa said - which meat-eating dog would be willing to eat grass?
"In recent years, the village has opened roads, attracting people from outside and allowing the men in the village to find wives and reproduce. I have always been worried that you would fall in love with a foreign woman."
"You are different from the men in the village. You have a mission. Over the years, so many girls in the village have shown affection for you, but you don't appreciate any of it. Sigh!"
As the old priest spoke, he beat his chest and stamped his feet, his face full of helplessness. He took a deep breath and looked at Yaxuan with a vicissitudes of life in his eyes.
"Ah Xuan, my time is almost up..."
Hearing this, Yaxuan's heart suddenly tightened.
"grandfather……"
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