Chapter 293: 293: Mm, Yixuan is the most thoughtful one (Part 2)_1
Having returned ho, her heart felt brighter, and Dong Huiying was very happy. The joy was plainly written on her face, making it imdiately apparent to anyone who saw her at that mont.
However, rembering how Yixuan had looked just now...
A faint feeling of unease crossed her mind.
By this ti, the carriage had stopped outside the Liang family’s courtyard. Liang Haoming silently began to work, unloading the large and small bundles of dicinal herbs from the vehicle. Yue Ning felt sowhat discontented; he glanced at his gentle and refined youngest brother, his mood growing even tenser, suddenly overtaken by a sense of crisis.
As for Third Brother Liang Shujun, he might have complained, but he was now helping Haoming with the work.
Seeing his fifth brother staring intently at Dong Huiying, Third Brother couldn’t help but sigh, then slapped the back of his brother’s head.
"Stop staring and lend a hand, will you?" They had been roughing it on the road, covered in dust, and he was feeling uncomfortable all over. He was thinking about finishing the work and then going to the riverside for a wash.
Speaking of which, it was a busy ti in spring, and the Liang family had so farmland to tend to as well. It seed that they would need to set aside a few days to plant the fields. Last year, the corn harvest had been good, but at that ti Dong Dabao had started a fire. Haoming and Yue Ning were injured in the blaze, and the silver they had gotten from selling the corn was all spent on treatnt and dicine. As a result, the family had a tight ti last winter and this spring.
Shujun mulled it over. After all, he had already left the Sky Blue Building, and though he had learned plenty about business, he was not in a hurry at the mont. First things first; they would plant the fields—with corn, sweet potatoes, and regular potatoes—all things they could eat. And if Heaven was kind enough to bless them with more rain, perhaps they could harvest more grain this year, and they wouldn’t have to worry about going hungry in the winter.
Once they had finished unloading the dicinal herbs, Haoming gave Dong Huiying a glance before taking his fifth brother towards the foot of the mountain. They were going to cut so wood to build a stable for the horse, which had been bought with silver and needed to be well cared for.
Yixuan knew his third brother liked cleanliness and brought him so water to wash his hands and face. When he turned around, he saw Dong Huiying chatting happily with Doctor Xiao.
Xiao Qingyao was obsessed with dicine, devoted to dical skill. Fortunately, Dong Huiying was also knowledgeable on the subject, so the two of them had a thorough discussion on dical matters.
In fact, Dong Huiying felt a little uncomfortable herself. The way the brothers from the Liang family looked at her often caused her much distress. If she was slightly nicer to one, the others seed to revolt. She really had no idea what to do and thus used Xiao Qingyao as a shield.
Yixuan lowered his eyes and remained silent, but his heart inexplicably began to fill with a bitter sensation.
When he looked up again, he offered a warm smile, "Brother Qingyao, it’s almost noon, why not stay for a al?"
Xiao Qingyao paused for a mont, "No, no, no, I have so leftover pancakes from last night that I should get back and eat before they go bad. It would be such a waste."
After bidding everyone farewell, Yixuan poured Dong Huiying a glass of water, which was warm and just right for drinking.
"Your lips are dry, please have so water to moisten your throat."
"Thank you,"
Dong Huiying took a sip of water, then Yixuan brought over a stool and laid a small cushion on it, thinking it would be more comfortable for her to sit. He then asked Dong Huiying to sit down and rest, while he went to the kitchen, where he skillfully started the fire for cooking. Although he continued to appear quiet and gentle, his movents were surprisingly brisk.
Dong Huiying marveled, "It’s really nice.
As soon as I get ho, I’m treated like a lord, waiting to be served, but back in Jun City, I was like a little kitchen maid, always responsible for the daily als. Of course, even when I was at ho I often cooked, but it felt different."
Hmm, Yixuan is thoughtful!
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