Seeing him trying so hard to be strong, she simply nodded obediently and no longer insisted on snatching it away. Instead, she slowly followed him and walked towards the Fu family side by side.
In spring, the fields are lush green. The turned-over soil mixed with the fragrance of grass is blown everywhere by the wind, making people breathe more freely.
Two people walked side by side, with an old hard-shell leather suitcase between them. There was no extra conversation, but a quiet, gentle and fresh feeling floated in the air.
After a moment of silence, Lin Jianxue spoke first:
"By the way, do you know who in the village can make furniture?"
Fu Zhawei answered without hesitation: "Wang Erzhu, his father used to be a carpenter, and he still takes jobs now. So, what does he want to do?"
Lin Jianxue thought seriously for a moment and said:
"I want to build a cabinet to store clothes. If there are suitable tables, chairs and benches available, I can buy them and use them. After I settle in, I will add some pots, pans, and other utensils."
Fu Zhewei thought for a moment and said:
"Carpenter Wang is at the west end of the village. His family specializes in this. No one in the team does a better job than him."
He paused and added,
"I'll go with you to take a look when we're off work tomorrow morning."
Lin Jianxue curled the corners of her lips, revealing a faint smile: "Hey."
The two chatted casually about trivial matters in the village, from whose harvest last year, to which field was more fertile, to some interesting stories in the village.
Fu Zhawei still didn't talk much. Most of the time, Lin Jianxue asked questions and he answered, and only occasionally he would add a few words.
Slowly, the shabby but clean courtyard of the Fu family came into view.
At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the sight of the two people at the gate of Fu's courtyard.
The man was tall and slender, wearing a washed-out white coat. He was pacing back and forth in front of the Fu family's door with his hands behind his back, as if he was waiting for someone, or hesitating about something, and seemed a little anxious.
Fu Zhawei's steps suddenly stopped.
He narrowed his eyes, and after seeing the man's face clearly, his expression instantly darkened, and a hint of displeasure flashed across his eyes.
It’s Su Muyun.
He frowned, and without saying a word, he quickened his pace and walked towards the gate of the courtyard.
Lin Jianxue also saw the person clearly, and a hint of surprise flashed in her clear eyes. Why is Su Muyun here?
She also took a few quick steps.
Fu Zhawei took a few big steps forward and threw the two heavy suitcases in his hands to the ground with a loud thud. There was a dull thud, which startled the chickens not far away and made them flap their wings.
His tall figure blocked Su Muyun's way, and his voice was as cold as ice: "Su Muyun, what are you doing in my house?"
Yesterday, Lin Jianxue brought Qingqing to his house and asked him in a timid voice to teach Qingqing some self-defense techniques, but this guy ignored her and rejected her coldly.
Today, he unexpectedly came to his house and was peeking around at his door, acting suspiciously, and I don't know what his intentions are.
Su Muyun turned around upon hearing the voice, still looking cold and aloof, as if he was keeping people at a distance.
He obviously also heard the hostility and hostility in Fu Zhawei's tone. He raised his eyebrows almost imperceptibly and said in a voice even harsher than his own: "There's a road in front of your house. Can't you let people go?"
Fu Zhawei snorted coldly, raised his chin slightly, and said with a bit of youthful arrogance: "Others can leave, of course, but you can't leave."
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La la la, two noobs are fighting each other.
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