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He didn't ask, but judging from the old woman's expression, he knew she had eaten it before. If she could eat it, he could too.

The taste of that first bite of cucumber is something you'll probably never forget.

The smell of wasabi rushed into his brain through his nose, and it took him a while to recover from the shock.

The old woman looked at him and laughed: "Haha, I was like that the first time I ate it too. Eat slowly, and wait for the wasabi flavor to spread in your mouth before swallowing. It's very satisfying."

Meng Fei chuckled: "Got it."

As he ate the crisp and delicious cucumber with its unique wasabi flavor, he thought to himself, "I never expected to be able to taste such an ordinary yet extraordinary dish in such a small village. I'm so lucky!"

The old woman asked him, "Can I eat this?"

Meng Fei nodded emphatically: "It must be edible, it's delicious."

"Then eat more, you've done a lot of work today."

Meng Fei chuckled: "This little bit of work is nothing. You guys haven't had a moment's rest all day."

After a few days of getting to know each other, Meng Fei and the two women had gotten along very well, and the old woman's fondness for him was growing stronger every day.

She wanted to carefully select a man for her daughter, someone she could rely on for life.

Xiao Nan, however, did not think that way. People's hearts are the hardest to guess, and she did not want to guess. If he was doing well, she would live well; if he was not, she would leave him. It was no big deal.

In the face of death, none of these things matter.

After dinner, Meng Fei insisted on washing the pots and pans and told Grandma and Xiao Nan that he would do these things whenever he was free.

The old woman felt more at ease watching him do these things skillfully; this was more like a man who truly lived a normal life.

Xiao Nan tidied up the empty room next door, put a bed in it, and let him stay there temporarily.

She wouldn't give up her room, and she didn't want to sleep at the old lady's place either, as it was really inconvenient.

Meng Fei had thought he would be sleeping with Xiao Nan that night, and the thought made him blush and feel a little embarrassed.

He had agreed to the marriage, but he wasn't mentally prepared to sleep with a complete stranger.

Hearing Xiao Nan tell him to sleep in the room next door, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

At night, after Xiao Nan and Grandma had gone to sleep, Meng Fei lay on the bed with his eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling, lost in thought.

At that moment, Xiao Nan and Longlong were communicating telepathically.

"Master, the Zhang family is holding a banquet in three days. They said they're inviting villagers to help them warm their house."

Is Zhang Lao Er coming back?

“He’s not coming back. He’s staying at the Fang family’s house right now. He hasn’t married Miss Fang yet, and the Fang family plans to hold a banquet and ceremony for guests in five days.”

"Did you hear this from the Zhang family?"

"Yes, those two old folks only discussed this matter after Zhao and the child had gone to sleep, trying to keep Zhao from going."

"It's probably impossible. Since they're having a banquet in three days, and I'm going to town in three days, my donkey cart should have arrived by then. It's perfect timing—their housewarming party and my donkey purchase are both auspicious occasions. I just don't know if they'll still be so happy when they see my donkey."

"Donkeys here shouldn't be expensive, right?"

"A complete set would cost at least ten taels of silver, not to mention that there are few people raising livestock these days, and the industry is in a slump."

"So, are you going to the Fang family's house to see what's going on?"

"No, but I'm thinking of taking a donkey cart to the county town that day. You gossip, you can come and check it out while you're there."

Immediately, Longlong became angry and said indignantly, "Master, I was just helping you gather information. I'm not some gossipmonger. If I am, it's my eighth sister or eighth brother, not my mother-in-law."

"Ha ha!"

Xiao Nan was wide awake after his commotion, and the moonlight shone brightly through the window.

She got up and went into the courtyard, looking at the bright moon with a gentle smile on her face.

Meng Fei stood by the window, looking at Xiao Nan outside with a complicated expression. He suddenly noticed something and touched the window paper with his hand.

At first, he thought that since there was no window paper, and there was a wind outside, why wasn't it blowing in?

When he touched an invisible barrier, he was stunned and touched it again in disbelief.

What, what is this thing? It's completely transparent, what, what, what is this?

It's hard to imagine how something like this, which doesn't even exist in the bustling capital, could appear here.

He looked at Xiao Nan again and saw her walking back and forth in the courtyard, seemingly in a very good mood. He couldn't help but become even more curious about this woman.

The next day, Xiao Nan got up and looked out the window. The sky was overcast again, but not heavy.

Seeing the old woman go to the kitchen, she smiled.

Grandma didn't cook much before because she didn't know how. But after I learned a few dishes from her, now I can cook whatever I want to eat.

In this way, she used her cooking time for exercise.

Unexpectedly, when she went to the wasteland, she saw Meng Fei exercising as well. He was holding a wooden stick as thick as an arm and waving it around with great force.

Xiao Nan knew at a glance that Meng Fei was more than just a hunter.

Because in her previous life she also practiced martial arts and had a lot of contact with people with superpowers, she could tell whether someone was good or bad just by looking at them.

When Meng Fei saw Xiao Nan, he smiled sheepishly and said, "Get up."

"Hmm, your stick technique is quite good!"

“It was taught by my master. Later, I traveled around and lived in the mountains, making a living by hunting.”

"I believe you!"

Believe it or not!

Xiao Nan smiled at him and then said, "Go help Grandma with the fire. After you eat, turn over the soil here and put some stakes up in the ground after the rainy season."

Why are you driving stakes into the ground?

"Of course it will be useful. Do you sell thick, sheer fabric here?"

Meng Fei thought for a moment, then scratched his head and said, "I don't think so, I've never seen it."

Xiao Nan sighed: "It seems we can only see if the merchants on the official road have any."

"Trading?"

"Yes, they traveled all over the country, even to the Northeast, and some even went overseas. Some rare things are not new to them."

Meng Fei was taken aback. He asked, "Was that transparent paper on the window bought from a traveling merchant?"

"Yes, I came across it by chance and thought it would be perfect for making window paper. It won't get wet in the rain, how wonderful!"

"So, were those seeds you planted in the pot also bought from a traveling merchant?"

"How clever! I'm not a god, how could I conjure it up?"

Xiao Nan smiled enigmatically, a smirk playing on his lips. "Trying to fool a puppy? The puppy will probably believe me."

"I see, I see, those two dogs were wolves, right?"

"The 'mutton' is the offspring of a stupid dog and a wolf. Grandma's nephew got it for a tael of silver each."

Meng Fei was relieved, and then he said, "Your cooking skills are good, so you must have been doing well before."

Xiao Nan snorted: "I don't remember the past, I only remember coming here."

"I heard about your affairs at the Zhang family from Grandma."

Xiao Nan raised an eyebrow: "You mind?"

"No, no, it's just that I feel sorry for you," Meng Fei said, his face suddenly turning red.

"Let's go start a fire. I'll go for a run and get some exercise."

"it is good"

Xiao Nan ran laps around the wasteland. Meng Fei glanced at her a few times, and seeing that she didn't do anything else, he went back.

After he left, Xiao Nan ran ten laps and then sat down cross-legged to breathe and calm himself.

Finally, I performed two sets of punches, one slow and one fast, exactly the same, only the effects were different.

With her fast punches, the weeds beneath her feet and around her moved with each blow; with her slow punches, she felt the air itself follow her rhythm, gathering and spreading with each breath.

After Xiao Nan finished boxing, his face was rosy, his hair was even shinier, and his big, dark eyes were even more lively.

She practices boxing every day; in her past life, it was this very style of boxing that allowed her to escape danger on numerous occasions.

Her confidence stems from her ability to achieve great things with minimal effort.