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It was late at night, and even with the door closed, I could still faintly hear the croaking of frogs.

The room was dimly lit.

Xu Yan was held in someone's arms, and the breath at the corner of his mouth finally let go of her lips and teeth, and stopped pestering her.

She took the time to take two deep breaths, then suddenly froze.

Xie Zhuo bit her collarbone gently.

It's a very subtle movement, and you may not even notice it if you don't feel it carefully.

But the two people were too close.

It was so close that Xu Yan could clearly sense every tiny change in the person opposite him.

The candlelight flickered again.

Xie Zhuo finally slowly raised his eyelids, and when his eyes met Xu Yan's, he said something other than the reduplicated name.

"Tonight... is that okay?"

When the crisp breath enveloped the sweet smell again, Xu Yan hummed lightly.

Xie Zhuo paused, and then his eyes became so dark that it seemed like they could drown someone.

The breath entangled, wrapped, and finally merged into it.

Xu Yan was shaking uncontrollably.

He scratched the kang with his fingers, but couldn't find any foothold.

When she turned her head impatiently, she saw the wreath that Xie Zhuo had made for her in the morning.

It has been there for a bit too long, the willow branches on the wreath are still fine, but the wild flowers are a bit wilted.

I should have watered it earlier.

The fresh scent circled around the flowers.

The petals couldn't help but tremble, and the pistil subconsciously wanted to contract.

"Relax," Xie Zhuo said with his eyelids drooped, and no one knew where he was looking.

The little wild flower is no longer wilted now, and looks like a mimosa. If it had been able to make its own decision, it would have been wrapped in the bed sheet next to it.

Of course, it has no say in the current situation.

"Baby," Xie Zhuo's voice became a little hoarse again.

"Don't be nervous," he said.

Not sure if it was because of the alluring night, but Xu Yan finally looked down in the direction of his gaze, then abruptly looked away as if frightened by something.

Breaths blend.

The atmosphere ripples.

The clear air became somewhat hot and scalding.

When it wraps around the pistil again, it brings out a bit of moisture.

Xu Yan heard Xie Zhuo seemed to laugh, but it seemed like he had heard it wrongly.

Consciousness blurred again.

Xie Zhuo reached out and touched the petals, then while Xu Yan was not paying attention, he moved a little closer to him.

You can faintly smell the sweet fragrance of flowers.

Xu Yan's biological clock, which had been running for so many years, finally failed to work. When she got up from the kang and looked outside, the sun had already risen very high.

Xie Zhuo was probably afraid that she would be woken up by the light coming in, so he covered the original curtains with an unused bed sheet.

The light in the room is not glaring.

Xu Yan moved his arms and legs.

still alright.

Not so exaggerated.

This is probably the result of her getting up every morning and strolling outside. If she were still in the future, sitting and not exercising every day, she would probably...

She was thinking about it and when she was about to get off the kang to put on her shoes, she almost slipped off the edge of the kang.

"..."

I guessed wrong. I didn't feel anything just now, but now I realize my legs are sore and weak.

"Awake?" Xie Zhuo walked in and saw Xu Yan sitting on the kang in a daze, and paused.

"Yeah," Xu Yan responded, feeling a little embarrassed to look at him.

"I cooked some porridge." Xie Zhuo looked a little uncomfortable, rubbed the tip of his nose, and then continued: "Bring it here and have some?"

In the end, Xu Yan didn't listen to him and ate in the house. He took a break and felt that he was almost able to walk. After washing up, he went to sit under the pear tree.

Dabao and Xiaobao were still very happy to see her, and chattered non-stop.

"Uncle San said that Aunt San is not feeling well and needs to sleep a little longer," Dabao said, and then he looked at Xu Yan's face carefully, "Aunt San, are you sick?"

Xiaobao also tilted his head to look.

“…No,” Xu Yan’s throat still felt a little uncomfortable.

I guess I overused it last night.

She cleared her throat, "I'm not sick."

When Dabao and Xiaobao heard her voice, they frowned.

"Then why is your voice hoarse?" Dabao asked.

After asking, without waiting for Xu Yan to say the next sentence, he answered himself: "It must be that Third Aunt didn't cover herself with a small sheet when she slept at night. Didn't Third Uncle tell you that you should cover your stomach when you sleep at night? Otherwise, you will get sick easily."

Xu Yan: “…”

Your third uncle really never told me.

"But you can drink sweet porridge when you are sick," Xiaobao said from the side.

As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Zhuo came over with a bowl of porridge.

Xu Yan took a look into the bowl and saw that it was cooked with rice and pumpkin.

It looks good with red and white colors.

But if she remembered correctly, this sweet porridge was used by Xie Zhuo to coax people.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, and when she looked up, her gaze met Xie Zhuo's.

"It should taste okay," said Xie Zhuo.

Xu Yan stared at him a few more times, and before Xie Zhuo could no longer bear it and was about to turn his head away, he was the first to look away.

It tastes really good.

Sweet.

While waiting for Xu Yan to eat, Xie Zhuo checked the handwriting of the two kids in the morning. Then, when they packed up their notebooks and pencils and ran to Xiao Shuanzi's house to play, he turned his attention back to Xu Yan.

After washing up in the morning, Xu Yan did not braid her hair. Instead, she used a small wooden stick as thick as her little finger on the windowsill as a hairpin to tie up her long hair.

She never liked to have her hair combed to look shiny, so she kept it loose.

It looks casual and lazy.

Xie Zhuo stared at her for a long time, and before he felt some other reaction in some part of his body, he restrained himself and looked away.

In the afternoon, Xie Zhuo went into the city again.

However, this time he was gone for a little longer and did not come back until late afternoon.

Xu Yan took a look inside his backpack; it was empty.

"I have two radios that were repaired at Lao He's place," Xie Zhuo scooped up some water to wash his face, "There have been a lot of things going on in the village recently, so I didn't bring them back."

Xu Yan nodded.

Indeed, I just heard last night that Wang Chao brought people into the mountains and caused some noise, and today he actually took action.

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Liu Mancang ran over to find Xie Zhuo and said that there was a fight in the mountains and the team leader asked all the men to go over.

"Your third brother went to the city to sell mountain products," Xu Yan said, "Why did they fight?"

"It's still that idiot Wang Chao," Liu Mancang blurted out the swear words.

After he finished speaking, he realized that it was not good to swear in front of his third sister-in-law. He scratched his head and continued, "I don't know where he got this person from. He stayed in the mountains all night yesterday and trampled all the mushrooms and fungus in the mountain today."

"A lot of people?" Xu Yan only heard Xie Zhuo give a general idea yesterday.

Now hearing what he said, she frowned.

"Yesterday afternoon there were not many, about 20," Liu Mancang said. "In the evening I heard that several hundred people went in, and today there were also about 20 people."

As he was talking, he got a little angry again and couldn't hold back and started to curse, "I used to think this idiot was full of water in his head. When he was in school, he couldn't even remember a text after a month of memorization. Now it's even worse. He directly led people to destroy his own land... I don't know what he wants."

Of course it’s for money.

A wild ginseng costs 65,000 yuan.