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

Huaying would be stunned for a few seconds every day when she woke up, trying to realize the fact that she had traveled through time.

The chirping sounds outside the window brought her back to her senses. She then remembered that she had not fed the chicks she bought a few days ago. Huaying quickly got out of bed.

When I opened the door, I saw a small group of warm yellow chicks, struggling to scratch the threshold of Huaying's room with their little claws.

Huaying was amused by its clumsy appearance in climbing the door, squatted down, picked it up and said

"How about giving you a name? Let's call you Egg Yolk."

The chick was so hungry that it just wanted to eat and didn't care about its name at all.

Seeing it chirping so happily, Huaying thought to herself that you like the name I gave it casually, it is worthy of being bought by me personally.

"You think this name is cute, too, right? Then we'll call each other Egg Yolk from now on."

Huaying looked very satisfied with it.

Fu Shiyan, who was exercising in the yard, looked at this scene with a slight sneer on his face. It was unknown what he was thinking about, and he returned to his usual indifferent look.

"It's barking because it's hungry. There's still some rice I mixed for it yesterday in the kitchen."

Fu Shiyan interrupted the conversation between Huaying and the warm yellow ball and frowned...too stupid and too noisy.

Egg yolk looked at Fu Shiyan with admiration and knew that the male host was reliable... Alas, I went to the wrong place today.

After feeding Egg Yolk and eating the eggs cooked by Fu Shiyan, Huaying packed up and went to Aunt Zhang's house next door to borrow a backpack.

Dongxue heard that she was going to the river where she fainted last time to carry some pebbles, so she said goodbye to Aunt Zhang, and followed Huaying out with a small bamboo basket on her back.

During the conversation on the way, I learned that Sister Huaying wanted to pave the yard with pebbles. Dongxue picked up firewood and brought it home, then returned to the river with a basket on her back and carried pebbles with Huaying.

Huaying looked at the thin Dongxue and refused to let her carry her on her back no matter what. In modern times, children of her age are still treasures in their parents' hands.

With delicious food served every day, few people work, let alone such heavy physical work.

Dongxue insisted on carrying the bag, fearing that Huaying would think she was not strong enough, so she even carried Huaying's heavy basket on her back. However, Huaying would definitely not let her carry it.

In the end, Huaying carried the heavier load and Dongxue carried the lighter load, and the two of them carried the backpacks and prepared to go home.

"Dongxue, Miss Huaying, why are you two here?"

A gentle voice came from behind. Huaying turned around and saw a young man in academy uniform walking towards them quickly.

"Brother, Sister Huaying, my brother."

Dongxue said to Huaying excitedly, and Huaying was infected by her smile and started laughing too.

Huaying searched for memories of Dongqing in her mind. Aunt Zhang's family actually lived a pretty good life in the village.

Uncle Zhang is good at carpentry, and Aunt Zhang helps the clothing store mend clothes to earn some money during the slack season.

When Dongqing reached the right age, the couple sent him to a private school to start his education, and now he is considered a student.

Huaying looked at the man in front of her. He was about the same age as Fu Shiyan, tall and thin, with a handsome and clear face and an elegant temperament. In modern times, she wondered how many girls would be fascinated by his looks.

Dongqing also looked at Huaying whom he hadn't seen for many days. He saw that her cheeks were slightly red, and her big, blinking eyes were looking at him with a sincere smile on her face.

Even the clean light blue cloth dress could not hide her graceful figure, and her black hair was braided into a side ponytail hanging in front of her chest, making her look even more graceful.

Dongqing felt his heartbeat like a drumstick beating against his chest, and a strange feeling swept through his heart.

"Why are you two carrying so many stones?" Dongqing asked as he poured their stones into a backpack and carried it up.

Huaying sighed inwardly, youth means strength.

Huaying looked at the empty bamboo basket and wanted to put some more food back, but when she saw the brother and sister walking and chatting in front of her, she gave up the idea and quickly caught up with them.

During the chat, Huaying learned that today was a holiday for the academy. Looking at Dongqing walking in front of her, Huaying somehow thought of Fu Shiyan. He should be able to go to the academy too, right?

She had seen Fu Shiyan's handwriting. The characters were vigorous and powerful. It was not something that could be mastered in a short period of time. He must have attended school.

Thinking back to my memories of Fu Shiyan, there is almost no memory in my mind...

It’s normal to think about it, after all, we haven’t known each other for long.

If Fu Shiyan wore the academy uniform, he would definitely look more elegant, Huaying imagined that scene.

After the three of them arrived home, Dongqing poured the stones in the basket onto the ground, turned around and whispered to Huaying.

"Miss Huaying, next time you do this kind of heavy work, wait until I come back to do it." Dongqing looked at the skinny Huaying and sighed, wondering how her small body could carry it.

Huaying smiled at him gratefully, dimples appearing and disappearing on her face. "Just call me Huaying from now on. It's okay. I can carry you on my back."

Huaying felt really lucky to meet Aunt Zhang and her family. They were the first people to give her warmth in this strange world.

Fu Shiyan, who was writing in the room, listened to the conversation outside the window. He looked up at Huaying outside the window with a hint of mockery in his eyes.