Female-dominated society: I want the world, and I also want all the most handsome men!

"My lady, please sit down." Feng Shan took the vegetables from Yan Nanfei's hand, placed them on the stove, and then pushed her out of the kitchen: "Lin Feng and I are enough."

Yan Nanfei sat in the main room, listening to the conversation coming from the kitchen, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curved up.

The two of them got along very well.

Yan Nanfei wasn't idle either; he prepared to go to Hua Tuo's house and pick him up.

Originally, they planned to cook at Huatuo's house, but considering Huatuo's health, they didn't want him to walk any further.

However, Huatuo learned that Linfeng wanted to treat everyone to a meal and insisted that Linfeng cook at his own home, as this would be more meaningful.

So Hua Tuo rested at his house, and when the meal was almost ready, Yan Nanfei or Fengshan would go to pick him up.

Now that there were only two dishes left before dinner, Yan Nanfei decided to come and pick up Hua Tuo from his home.

To avoid them having to come and pick up Huatuo, who are already tired enough from cooking when the mountain is closed.

Anyway, Yan Nanfei doesn't need any help, so I'll come and pick him up.

Otherwise, it would seem like Yan Nanfei is too lazy.

Although Yan Nanfei is really lazy at heart!

But laziness and selfishness are two different things.

She will still do what she needs to do.

Hua Tuo, leaning on his crutch, was fiddling with the medicinal herbs drying in the sun on the wooden rack, unaware of Yan Nanfei's arrival.

"Hua Tuo, the sun is so bright, sit over there and let me help you flip it." Yan Nanfei spoke up, walking up from behind him.

Hearing the voice, Hua Tuo turned around and saw Yan Nanfei: "Miss Yan, you've arrived."

Hua Tuo invited her inside, but Yan Nanfei waved his hand, saying, "No need to sit. I'm here to take you to Lin Feng's house. It's almost time for dinner."

Yan Nanfei naturally helped Hua Tuo and, with a slightly forceful gesture, led him to a chair and made him sit down.

"Let me turn them over for you, don't get sunburned." Yan Nanfei couldn't see him turning over the herbs before she came, but now that she was here and saw it, she had to help him.

Hua Tuo sat in his chair, watching Yan Nanfei's busy figure, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

At this moment, deep within his heart, an indescribable emotion surged.

Yan Nanfei quickly flipped through the medicinal herbs.

By the end, I was covered in sweat.

"Alright." Yan Nanfei wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned around and smiled at Hua Tuo: "Let's go."

Yan Nanfei tried to help Hua Tuo up, but he refused, saying, "Miss Yan, I can walk by myself."

Yan Nanfei didn't feel embarrassed by Hua Tuo's rejection.

It's perfectly normal for a grown man to want to save face.

Otherwise, it would make him seem too weak.

Although he was indeed injured.

“Okay.” Yan Nanfei walked beside him, watching his steps closely to prevent him from falling and to catch him in time.

Hua Tuo limped slowly towards Lin Feng's house.

As Yan Nanfei and Hua Tuo reached the door, Feng Shan was about to go home to call Yan Nanfei and pick up Hua Tuo.

When Yan Nanfei left, she didn't tell them where she was going.

Feng Shan naturally assumed that Yan Nanfei had returned home.

Unexpectedly, they went to pick up Huatuo.

"My lady, you've arrived." Feng Shan stopped in his tracks. "I was just about to come and meet you."

Feng Shan helped Hua Tuo up, using his strong arms to support him, so that they could finally relax and no longer have to grit their teeth and struggle to walk.

Yan Nanfei then took Hua Tuo's cane and followed behind the two of them.

From this perspective, Fengshan's tall and imposing physique contrasts sharply with Huatuo's slender form.

Lin Feng and Hua Tuo actually have very similar builds.

However, Lin Feng's physique is more lean and muscular.

"Miss Yan, Aunt Zhang and Qingfu haven't arrived yet. I'll go call them later." Lin Feng carried a stack of bowls and several pairs of chopsticks, placing them in each position.

On the table was a meal that he and Feng Shan had worked together to prepare; it smelled delicious and made one's mouth water.

"No need." Yan Nanfei placed Hua Tuo's cane next to him. "I'll go call them. I have nothing better to do anyway."

Of the four people present, Yan Nanfei was the most idle, having to do nothing.

"My lady, let me go." Feng Shan was covered in sweat, because he was in charge of cooking, so he was sweating more than Lin Feng.

Lin Feng can only cook a simple stir-fry of vegetables at most now; as for more substantial dishes, it depends on whether the mountain is closed.

"Why are you two fighting over this?" Yan Nanfei lowered his gaze and waved his hand. "You two wash your faces. Look at you, you're all sweating. I feel hot just looking at you."

After saying that, he turned and walked out of the courtyard.

Yan Nanfei arrived at Zhang Daya's house and found no one inside.

"Auntie Daya, Qingfu?" Zhang Daya's wall wasn't as high as Yan Nanfei's, so she tiptoed and peered over the wall. "Aren't you home?"

Yan Nanfei frowned, thinking they might be in the fields. Just as he was about to turn and leave, the door inside opened.

"I'm here, I'm here." Zhang Daya cautiously peeked out, and after seeing that only Yan Nanfei was there, she seemed to have escaped danger and came out from inside, opening the courtyard gate.

Yan Nanfei didn't understand what this was all about. Why did it look like he was doing something thief's job?

"Auntie Da Ya, why did you close the door?" Yan Nanfei asked, voicing his doubts. "You seem so timid."

Aunt Da Ya closed the courtyard gate again: "Sigh, don't even mention it."

“A matchmaker just came to the door again, wanting to arrange a marriage for Qingfu. Can I agree to it?” Zhang Daya was worried: “Qingfu just went through that incident, he has no such idea at all.”

"So, when I saw the matchmaker from afar, I led Qingfu to hide inside the house and pretended that no one was home."

Yan Nanfei suddenly realized why he had seen a matchmaker leave when he arrived earlier. He wondered which family was arranging a marriage.

Zhang Daya knew that Qingfu had a psychological trauma, and his heart trembled when he saw the matchmaker come to the house to introduce people.

Therefore, since they couldn't let the matchmaker in and scare Qingfu, nor could they offend her, they could only close the door and pretend no one was home, lest they offend the matchmaker later and prevent her from introducing Qingfu to someone.

Yan Nanfei nodded: "Auntie Daya, you've really gone through a lot for Qingfu."

Zhang Daya, a person with such a fiery temper, only showed selfless dedication to Qingfu and Yan Nanfei's family.

Yan Nanfei felt a warmth in his heart as he thought about this.

“Auntie Daya, when I came over just now, I saw the matchmaker walk away.” Yan Nanfei did not forget the purpose of his visit, which was to invite them to Linfeng’s house for dinner: “I came to invite you and Qingfu to Linfeng’s house for dinner. Is Qingfu still hiding inside? Call him out. It’s alright.”

Qingfu curled up on the bed, covering his body with a thick quilt.

He didn't get out of bed until Zhang Daya told him that the crisis was over.

However, the panic in his eyes was still obvious, showing how deep the psychological trauma was.