Wei Luan stood there in a daze for a long time before he stammered, "I didn't mean that… I'm sorry. It's all my fault. Hit me if you want to."
Wei Luan was a man who did not know how to talk, and he did not know how to coax a girl. After he finished speaking, as if he was afraid that Lin Yi would not believe him, he grabbed Lin Yi's hand and pressed it against his face. "Go ahead!"
The man held Lin Yi's small hand. The man's palm was wide and warm, with a thin layer of calluses. It rubbed against the back of her hand, making her feel itchy.
Lin Yi's heartbeat quickened, and she retracted her hand in embarrassment. "You pervert!"
Wei Luan was even more confused. Why did she call him a pervert?
"You really don't despise me? Are you really not worried that I'll embarrass you?" Lin Yi looked at Wei Luan's sincere attitude and felt that she might have guessed wrongly.
"Why would I despise you? I would look down on myself sooner before despising you!" Wei Luan could not understand why Lin Yi would come up with such a ridiculous conclusion.
She was such a beautiful girl. He would never have the cheek to despise her! It was already good enough that she did not despise him.
"Alright, then I must have misunderstood… Hey, what happened to your hand?" Lin Yi suddenly noticed that Wei Luan's hand was covered in small wounds.
Wei Luan immediately put his hands behind his back. "Nothing."
"Let me see!" Lin Yi said firmly as she pulled Wei Luan's hand over.
Lin Yi's heart ached when she saw the small wounds on Wei Luan's hand. "What happened? I'll apply some ointment for you when we get back."
Wei Luan did not care about such small wounds, but when he heard Lin Yi's concern, he felt a little happy in his heart. Moreover, Lin Yi's smooth and fair hands were holding his hand, and it felt extremely comfortable. He was even a little greedy for the wonderful sensation.
"It's fine. It doesn't hurt at all. Give me the pesticide bucket and I'll help you."
"Alright then." After resolving the misunderstanding, Lin Yi understood that Wei Luan had specially come over to help her, so she was a little touched. "Actually, the pesticide bucket isn't heavy, and the more you spray it, the lighter it becomes. I'm not tired at all."
Lin Yi took off her mask and plastic suit and put them on Wei Luan.
Wei Luan's heart ached as he looked at Lin Yi's sweaty hair.
How could she say it wasn't tiring?
The more sensible Lin Yi was, the more Wei Luan blamed himself.
She was originally a pampered young lady who had never suffered in the city. It was he who did not take good care of her and actually let her suffer like this.
After Wei Luan took over the job of spraying pesticides, Lin Yi stood beside the cotton field and looked at him.
Wei Luan's speed was indeed very fast. His movements were extremely practiced and nimble. It did not take long for him to finish dealing with the remaining cotton fields.
When the two of them returned home, Lin Yi immediately took out her small medicine box and applied ointment on Wei Luan's hand.
Actually, Wei Luan did not take these wounds to heart at all. He grew up in the countryside and was not afraid of hardship or pain.
Although Wei Luan was not afraid of pain or suffering, Lin Yi did not neglect him. She cared that his clothes were worn out, that he was injured, and his safety when it rained.
This feeling of being cared for was too unfamiliar to Wei Luan. It was simply extravagant and felt like a dream.
Wei Luan watched as Lin Yi held his hand and patiently applied the ointment for him. Her hand was soft and fair, a stark contrast to Wei Luan's rough and tanned hand.
Wei Luan lowered his head and saw Lin Yi's serious face. Her facial features were well-defined, exquisite, and beautiful. She was even more beautiful than many female leads in movies.
Wei Luan recalled that when he was doing farm work recently, people would secretly talk about him behind his back. Those men would always look at him with envy and secretly say that he was "lucky" and that he was "not worthy".
Now, Wei Luan could suddenly understand the jealousy of those men.
He also felt that he was not good enough for Lin Yi, so it was no wonder those people said that.
"Alright, remember not to touch cold water today. Be more careful in the future and don't get hurt again." Lin Yi finished applying the medicine, packed her things, and went to the kitchen to make dumplings.
When he thought about how he would be able to eat Lin Yi's dumplings, Wei Luan suddenly felt that he was the luckiest man in the world.
Lin Yi went to the kitchen and opened the porcelain basin. The dough inside had been sitting for more than ten minutes, and this meant it was very flexible and malleable by now.
The dumpling filling had already been mixed. She used the vegetables dug out by Liuliu and added some oil dregs.
The oil dregs would be very greasy if eaten alone, but it was just right to make dumpling fillings with vegetables. Not only was it not greasy, but the fragrance of the oil dregs could also enrich the taste of wild vegetables.
Lin Yi sprinkled a layer of flour on the table, kneaded the dough for a while, and began to make dumplings.
After wrapping the round and chubby dumplings, Lin Yi threw them into the boiling water in the pot. A few minutes later, the dumplings floated on the surface of the water, and she scooped them up with a big spoon.
When eating dumplings, they naturally had to be dipped in vinegar. Lin Yi divided the vinegar she got from the villagers into three portions and placed them on small plates.
Liuliu gulped when he saw the large basin of dumplings. Wei Luan looked at Lin Yi and was relieved to see that she did not look tired.
Although he liked Lin Yi's food, he did not want Lin Yi to tire herself out.
"There are five sugar-filled dumplings in the dumplings. Those who eat them will be lucky this month. Let's see who's the luckiest!" Lin Yi said with a smile.
Kids loved small games like this. Hearing Lin Yi's words, Liuliu's eyes widened as he carefully observed the dumplings in his bowl.
The ordinary meal suddenly became interesting. Wei Luan smiled.
He looked at the dumplings in the bowl and felt a little curious and expectant like a child.
In the end, Lin Yi was the luckiest. She had three sweet dumplings in her bowl, and Liuliu had two in his bowl. Wei Luan was the worst. He did not have a single sweet dumpling.
"I'm too lucky, I'll share some with you." Lin Yi placed her dumplings into Wei Luan's bowl and smiled.
Looking at Lin Yi's cute and lively smile, Wei Luan's heart warmed.
He thought to himself: "I don't need any other luck. You're my greatest luck."
...
The weather gradually turned cold, and the chicks in Aunt Feng's house had hatched.
Wei Luan and Liuliu transported two different types of soil to the courtyard after a day of farming. Wei Luan added water and stirred it into the mud before adding some straw.
After the ingredients were mixed, Liuliu put wooden boards on his feet and began to step hard in the mud. This process was to allow the three mixtures to be mixed fully so that the final product would have the best toughness and stickiness.
In the end, Wei Luan placed the mixed mud in dozens of rectangular wooden molds. After drying the mud, it turned into hard mud bricks.
In this era, red bricks were very expensive, so ordinary people would still make their own mud bricks when building houses.
According to Lin Yi's design, Wei Luan finally finished making the chicken coop.
The chicken coop was a mud brick building that was one meter tall and two meters wide. The outside of the chicken coop was surrounded by branches to limit the range of the chicken's movement.
There were still some mud bricks left. Wei Luan used them to segregate an area for the vegetable plot. The empty courtyard now had a chicken coop and vegetable field. It instantly became full.
Lin Yi saw that the vegetable field was bare and ugly, so she went to the back of the mountain and dug a few flower seedlings to decorate the vegetable field.
However, Wei Luan had told Lin Yi that the seedlings would not be able to survive after being dug out. Hearing this, Lin Yi felt a little sad.
"It's okay, I'll help you look for other flowers in the mountains," Wei Luan comforted Lin Yi.
"I also want grapevines. When the time comes, We can make a grape rack on top of the chicken coop. The grapes are edible, and the grapevines look good." Lin Yi made another request. In her previous life, she often wanted to build the farmhouse of her dreams. After she transmigrated, she was finally able to do it.
"Alright, I'll make it for you." A faint smile appeared on Wei Luan's lips. Even he did not notice that there was a hint of affection in his tone.
"Why do you know how to do so much? You can make chicken coops, make baskets, fish, hunt… Is there anything you don't know?" Lin Yi smiled and looked at Wei Luan with admiration. However, after saying this, she suddenly thought of something and added, "Of course, except cooking."
Wei Luan smiled sheepishly.
She was such a silly girl. It was no big deal knowing to do these things since all villagers knew how to do them. Instead, she was amazing. She knew how to cook and make clothes.
After the chicken coop was built, Lin Yi went to fetch a dozen chicks from Aunt Feng's house. The courtyard was bustling with activity, and the sound of chicks could be heard all day long. Liuliu often squatted outside the chicken coop to watch the chicks.
Lin Yi thought that when the little chicks grew up, she would be able to collect eggs. By then, she would not have to use food stamps to exchange for eggs or borrow eggs from the villagers. Eggs could also be used to make many things. If she could buy more raw materials in the city, she might even be able to try making desserts.
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