The dead general was kidnapped by his husband and taken to farm.

"Is it really as beautiful as you said?"

"I'm really curious. Why don't we go visit each other in the evening? We're all brothers, so it's convenient to talk."

"What's the use of being good-looking? She comes from the city and can't do anything. Are you going to marry her and treat her like a Buddha? Didn't I hear that her parents are dead? Maybe she's unlucky."

What you said is too harsh. Losing parents is a painful thing in itself, and they didn't provoke you, yet you are still sarcastic.

Two of them frowned and moved away from the speaker.

He wanted to say a few more words with disdain, but he saw the two people beside him looking up and staring straight ahead, motionless.

Following their gazes, he saw the man he had just mocked standing not far in front.

The same coarse linen shirt and trousers, under that beautiful face, the other person looked like she was wearing brocade silk, which did not affect her stunningly beautiful face at all.

The four of them looked at each other. They were so close to each other and they didn't try to lower their voices. I think Jiang Shian must have heard it too.

The boy opposite looked at them with no change in his gaze, indifferent.

As they were all young men, the three of them were stunned for a moment. The person who said Jiang Shian was mean turned red and white.

"You must be Brother Jiang! What a coincidence! We came to the river to wash clothes." Li Huan walked forward a few steps, smiled and introduced himself generously: "I am from the Li family at the east end of the village, you can just call me Brother Huan. I'm sorry, Song Shu is a bit rude, don't take it to heart."

The boy walking towards me had a delicate appearance, not very good-looking, but the two dimples on his cheeks made him look particularly cheerful when he smiled.

Jiang Shian thought to himself, it looks like a little sun.

He nodded and politely replied, "I'm Jiang Shian, you can just call me Shian. I've only been in the village for a few days so I'm not very familiar with it yet."

"Shi'an, that's a nice name." Li Huan called out, then patted the boy next to him on the shoulder and introduced him, "This is my good friend. Our two families are neighbors. Just call him Jusi."

As he spoke, his dimples appeared on his face, and he joked, "There's nothing we can do. We can't call him Ju Ge'er or Si Ge'er, so we just call him by the last two words."

Jiang Shian also smiled. This person spoke in a familiar way, but not to the point of being offensive.

As for Song Shu who was gossiping just now, Li Huan had no intention of introducing him.

Jiang Shian didn't even look at Song Shu.

Seeing Huang Fugui still jumping in the river, Li Huan walked towards the river with a wooden basin and said with a smile: "Are you guys here to fish?"

"Well, I'll ask Fugui to take me out to familiarize me with the village." Jiang Shian replied.

Li Huan pointed to the bend of the river in the distance and said, "Next time, bring a fishing net. We only need to wait for an hour or so to catch some fish. We don't lack fish in our village. The families with many paddy fields have just planted fish fry these past two days. Once the rice grows, the fish will get fatter and fatter."

Rice fish, this is a good thing. But he didn't grow rice in the paddy field, so if he wanted to eat it, he had to buy some from other families in the village. The ones raised in the village probably wouldn't be too expensive.

"Okay, I understand. Thank you for your support, brother."

"Don't be polite. We are from the same village. Come to my house and chat with me when you have time. We can also make an appointment to go up the mountain together on weekdays. It will be a good companion for you." Li Huan put the wooden basin by the river, rolled up his sleeves and started to wash clothes.

The young man named Jusi who was mentioned just now also squatted down beside him. He didn't seem to be a talkative person. He listened to the two of them talking and looked at Jiang Shian with a faint look.

Song Shu, who had been left out, looked unhappy. He was just a poor guy from the city, but they were trying so hard to curry favor with him. They were all a bunch of people who had never seen the world.

Seeing Huang Fugui trying to catch anything in the river for a while but still failing, Jiang Shian waved at him and said, "Maybe it's just the beginning of spring so there aren't many fish yet. Come up quickly. The water is cold so you don't get frozen. We still have to go cut grass."

"Okay!" Huang Fugui was a little disappointed. He had clearly seen several fish swimming by, but for some reason he couldn't catch any today.

While Huang Fugui was putting on his shoes and socks, the few of them chatted casually. Since the boy was still young, they naturally didn't need to be shy about anything.

After agreeing to go up the mountain together next time they had time, Jiang Shian took Huang Fugui to the other side of the hillside.

As soon as they left, the three of them started arguing.

Song Shu threw the clothes in his hand and said angrily, "No, are you two closer to me or him? He has only been here for a few days and you are already rushing to curry favor with him."

Huang Jusi was a man of few words. Upon hearing this, he just glanced at him and didn't say much.

Just this look from him gave Song Shu a chance to vent his anger. "Look at her, and then look at your appearance. You are not afraid of scaring people with pockmarks all over your face. You won't be able to get married like this!"

Huang Jusi is the eldest in the family. Although he is a boy, he has done as much work as Han Zi since he was a child, so he is dark and thin. In addition, he has many black spots and freckles on his face, which makes him not as good-looking as other handsome boys.

Now he has reached the age to get married, and those of his age have all got engaged, but no one has come to marry him.

When Li Huan heard his friend being talked about like this, he stood up and kicked over the wooden basin in front of Song Shu, "Are you sick? Did Ju Si provoke you? You are just jealous that the boy is prettier than you. You are really as narrow-minded as a needle eye."

He had long disliked Song Shu, so he mocked him back without any hesitation.

Seeing Song Shu's flushed face, he snorted coldly, picked up his wooden basin and pulled Huang Jusi up.

The two of them moved away from each other and ignored Song Shu who was still cursing. He was just like his mother, mean and unreasonable. No wonder no one in the village paid attention to him.

……

In early spring, wild vegetables grow in the fields.

The wild vegetables at this time are the freshest, such as shepherd's purse, purslane, toon, plantain, horsetail orchid...

It is quite expensive in modern cities, but can be found everywhere in rural areas.

Huang Fugui took a sickle and went to the side to cut the grass, while Jiang Shian took a bamboo basket and planned to get some wild vegetables to take back. Since they didn't bring a small hoe with them, the wild vegetables on the ground were a little difficult to pick, but fortunately there were still many toon trees sprouting.

He was the only one who ate Chinese toon. Ji Er still had injuries on his body, so he couldn't touch this food. He picked some more and took them home to dry. He would cook and taste it after the other's injuries healed.

Thinking of this, Jiang Shian couldn't help but chuckle. He thought about how he used to avoid men as much as possible, but now he was actually thinking about getting food for him.

He is such a nice guy.

There were not many Chinese toon trees left on the lower ones, and he couldn't reach the higher ones. The trees on this hill were quite dense, so he walked a little further in.

"Fugui, wait for me outside after you finish mowing the grass. I'll go in and see if there are any more Chinese toon trees. Don't worry, don't go too far, I'll be out soon." Before leaving, he gave instructions to the little fat boy who was working hard.

Huang Fugui raised his head and said "OK".

This hill looks small, but the trees inside are quite tall and the weeds around it are dense.

Jiang Shian was not very familiar with the area and did not dare to walk too far. He just walked around and actually found a few Chinese toon trees that were next to each other.

When the bamboo basket was almost full, he turned around and walked out.

The wind blowing in from the forest brought a hint of coolness, which blew away the heat that had been lingering in his body for half a day.

When he came out of the forest, Huang Fugui had finished cutting the grass. The backpack was quite big, almost as tall as the little fat boy.

Jiang Shianhe handed him the bamboo basket and said, "Let me carry it. This bamboo basket looks as tall as you."

"No need. I'm used to mowing the lawn and the distance is not far." Huang Fugui wiped the sweat from his face with his sleeves. His round face was sunburned red.

Brother Shi An doesn’t look like a man who does farm work. His face and hands are too white. In comparison, he looks like a little black charcoal.

Jiang Shian pinched his cheek and coaxed him, "Okay, you're still a child. If you keep suppressing yourself, you won't grow tall. Come, help Brother Shian carry the bamboo basket. Let's go back."

The backpack was placed on a high ridge, and Jiang Shian bent down and picked it up neatly. It was just some grass, but not heavy.

Huang Fugui looked at Jiang Shian with eager eyes, sniffed and looked like he was about to cry.

Brother Shi An is so nice. His parents never say these things to him. They never praise him after he finishes his work, and never say a good word for him when he does a good job. They only say that he should be more sensible at his age, that it is not easy for his parents to work in the fields, and that he should help with housework more and not just play all day.

No, he has to go back and tell his parents about how good Brother Shi An is. He is the only child in his family, what if he gets angry and runs away.

The two walked down the mountain against the mountain breeze.

Jiang Shian glanced at the sky and estimated it was four or five o'clock.

It was still early, a cool breeze was blowing from the sky, and it was not as hot as at noon. The farmers working in the fields would have to wait a while before returning home for dinner.

The Jiang family's house was in the village, and he inevitably passed by many houses on the way. The brothers, sisters, and aunts who were not busy in the fields were preparing dinner. When they saw him passing by, some of them smiled and called him back to the house to eat.

Although he hasn't gone out in the past few days, I heard that the yard has been cleaned up and the house has been repaired. It seems that he is not the kind of person who eats and does not work.

As long as he doesn't have many problems and isn't lazy, the villagers won't reject him too much. If he's new and good-looking, everyone will be happy to talk to him.