My Lord, my wife said she doesn't have time to talk to you.

She carefully returned to the bottom of the pit, huddled in the corner, and prayed that it wasn't a wolf, tiger, or other ferocious beast...

Because of his injury, Fu Shiyan's martial arts skills were not as good as before. He walked and stopped, carefully observing the surroundings to see if there was any trace of Huaying.

Huaying waited for a long time but saw no animals coming, so he wanted to rest for a while before digging again. He fell asleep soon and woke up because he was frozen. He saw the moon hanging high in the sky and didn't know what time it was.

He stood up and crawled to a distance away from the cave entrance and continued to chisel the hole. The blisters on his hands were broken and blood flowed through the gaps between his fingers into his sleeves.

Seeing that it was getting darker, Huaying did not dare to delay and sped up digging the hole.

Suddenly, she heard some movement on the ground. Huaying held her breath and swallowed nervously. The noise outside suddenly stopped.

"Huaying, Huaying." Someone called her. Was it Fu Shiyan's voice? Huaying patted her face. He should be resting at home now. Was she hallucinating?

"Huaying." Fu Shiyan's voice came again.

"Fu Shiyan, I'm here." Huaying responded at the entrance of the cave with a hint of tears in her voice. He really came to save her.

Fu Shiyan walked quickly towards the place where the sound came from. When he got closer, he saw a little head sticking out not far from the cave entrance. There were a few dirty streaks on her face. She was holding a small shovel in her hand and looking at him with tears in her eyes. Even so, she still had a small backpack hanging on her back.

His heart was hit hard by some unknown emotion, feeling sour and painful, and he wanted to laugh when he saw her appearance.

Fu Shiyan quickly pulled her up, and in the moonlight, she saw the grass stains on his white robe and the blood from the injured area.

She hugged him and started crying. Fu Shiyan's legs must have been very painful. She never thought that someone would come to save her. The moment she saw Fu Shiyan, she was shocked and moved.

Fu Shiyan patted her back gently and said, "Don't be afraid, it's okay." This is how he comforted his little sister when she cried.

When they returned home, Huaying checked his leg first. Seeing that it was just a broken wound and there was no obvious bulge at the bone position, she felt relieved and quickly changed the medicine for him.

The two ate the food which had already gone cold.

After washing the dishes, Huaying boiled a large pot of hot water and asked Fu Shiyan to wash up first, making sure not to let the wound get wet. Then she fetched water to the room to wash.

After everything was ready, Huaying, wearing a crescent-shaped white lining, picked up the sweat towel and wiped her wet hair again. Fu Shiyan came in with the ointment.

Looking at Huaying, whose hair was still dripping with water and whose skin was fair, he was slightly startled and his eyes looked away awkwardly.

I saw that my old blue dress was cut into a tablecloth with sides almost reaching the ground. There were a few bunches of peach branches in the bamboo tube on the table. The peach blossoms were in full bloom and looked very beautiful.

The cleaned bed curtains were hung neatly on the bed, the quilt was folded on the inside of the bed, and the curtains were also made from his blue clothes.

She also made a clothes hanger out of peach wood branches at the end of the bed. The branches were hung on the wooden beams with thin ropes. Her daily clothes were hung on the clothes hanger, making the room tidy and beautiful.

Fu Shiyan took the medicine and walked over to her and sat down. "Give me your hand."

Huaying obediently reached out to him and watched him apply the ointment on her carefully and gently, feeling a sweet feeling in her heart.

After Fu Shiyan left, Huaying, lying on the bed, felt as if something was different between her and Fu Shiyan after this incident, but she couldn't tell what it was.

Huaying was relatively well-behaved during the next half month. Apart from going to the river to carry small pebbles to pave the yard, she cooked delicious food at home and occasionally went into the mountains with Dongxue to dig bamboo shoots and mushrooms.

After laying the last basket of pebbles in front of the gate, Huaying looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction.

A thick layer of pebbles is laid in front of the three doors of the main house. A rectangular piece of land is left under each window for a flower bed, and flower areas are also left around the courtyard wall.

In the flower bed, there are unknown colorful wild flower trees that Huaying digs up every time she goes into the mountains. She trims the trees to one foot high, and the round little egg yolks that she eats are curiously turning around.

The ponds surrounding the courtyard walls are planted with a kind of climbing flower called rose. Dongxue said the flowers are red... Huaying saw that the leaves looked like rose leaves, so he drew the shape of the flowers and asked if it was like that. Dongxue said yes in surprise.

Aunt Zhang said that it would be a waste to plant flowers in these places and it would be better to plant vegetables. Huaying and Dongxue looked at each other and laughed in tacit understanding.

The rest of the place was paved with pebbles. New tables and chairs were placed not far from the kitchen, covered with washed-out tablecloths, and a set of bamboo teapots was placed on the table.

I changed the window paper and cleaned the door today. It looks like a completely different house than when I first arrived.

Fu Shiyan, who was reading a book in the yard, looked at Huaying's little face and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Huaying walked over and sat next to him. "This courtyard is really beautiful, isn't it?"

Fu Shiyan glanced at her and said, "She is very beautiful."