Early morning.
Everyone sat together and ate breakfast.
Bu Feiyan's complexion was much better than yesterday. Her pale face had also regained some color.
However, Bu Feiyan's internal injuries were not completely healed.
Of course, this was not because Wang Haoran's medical skills were not good enough. It was because he had done it on purpose.
After midnight last night, Wang Haoran had secretly treated Bu Feiyan. Bu Feiyan's favorable impression of him had increased from 50 to 60.
Wang Haoran had originally planned to cure Bu Feiyan in one go. However, he changed his mind and decided to interact more with Bu Feiyan.
In addition to treating Bu Feiyan, Wang Haoran did not neglect his cultivation.
Currently, only Tantai Yaoyue knew that he was the reincarnation of a Celestial Emperor. She had not told Qiu Qianwei and the others yet.
Therefore, Wang Haoran only cultivated with Tantai Yaoyue for the time being. He planned to tell Qiu Qianwei and the others about cultivation after capturing Bu Feiyan, the fish that escaped the net.
However, Wang Haoran was not anxious about this matter. Instead, he was more anxious about another matter.
There was no doubt that the little farmer was the main character in this matter.
Therefore, after breakfast, Wang Haoran suggested that Bu Feiyan lead the way to the village.
The reason was naturally to thank the little farmer for saving Bu Feiyan.
Bu Feiyan felt embarrassed to leave without saying goodbye. She did not object to it.
The small village was in Qing Ling. It was not very far from here.
Wang Haoran drove Ji Shuiyao's Porsche and set off with Bu Feiyan. After about half a day, they arrived at the village.
Although Qing Ling was a bustling city, there were still nooks and crannies. Even the Imperial Capital had such nooks and crannies. Qing Ling was no exception.
When the Porsche arrived at the village, the little farmer who saved Bu Feiyan came to a shed on the mountain where Bu Feiyan was hiding to recuperate. He brought her medicine.
This little farmer was called Lin Tian. He was an 18-year-old young man. His skin was slightly tanned, but his body was strong. His eyes looked particularly spirited.
When Lin Tian came to the shed, he saw some words on the ground.
Only then did he know that the beautiful sister had left.
Lin Tian could not help but feel disappointed for a while.
But after a while, he became spirited again.
The beautiful sister's injuries were not completely healed yet. the hidden injuries on her body would definitely flare up if they were not treated.
In this world, no one except for him was able to heal her.
When the beautiful sister found out that something was wrong, she would definitely come back to find him.
At that time, he would be able to see the beautiful sister again.
As Lin Tian thought about it, he couldn't help but imagine the scene of him treating his beautiful sister. His mouth inadvertently opened and he smiled very wretchedly.
After his mood, he went down the mountain whistled whistling.
When he passed by a clear river, he saw a girl with a big ponytail washing clothes.
"Yang Chuxia, we are really fated to meet each other here." Lin Tian walked up and teased the ponytailed girl.
The ponytailed girl called Yang Chuxia turned her head when she heard the voice. A fair little face immediately appeared in front of her eyes.
Her small face had exquisite facial features. Especially her pair of large eyes, they were like black gems, filled with spiritual energy.
Although she was wearing rough and simple clothes, it could not hide her beauty.
It was hard to imagine that such a beautiful girl could be raised in such a small village.
"I'm washing my clothes here. What does it have to do with you? Who's fated with you?" Yang Chuxia curled her lips and snorted at Lin Tian.
"I came down from the mountain and you were washing clothes here. We met unexpectedly. If this is not fate, then what is?" Lin Tian said with a smile.
"Tsk, nonsense." Yang Chuxia wrinkled her nose at him and continued to wash her clothes.
Lin Tian was annoyed, but he did not leave. Instead, he shamelessly went to Yang Zhixia's side and sat down on the stone block beside the river. He looked at Yang Zhixia who was washing clothes.
She was indeed a beauty. She looked so beautiful even when washing clothes. She was as beautiful as a painting.
Lin Tian sighed. He soon noticed that the clothes Yang Zhixia was washing were a bit special.
Yang Zhixia felt that she was being looked at. She said to Lin Tian,
"What are you looking at?"
"I'm looking at you washing clothes," Lin Tian said.
"What's so special about washing clothes?" Yang Zhixia said a little irritably.
"There's nothing special about washing clothes, but you're beautiful. Besides, are the clothes you're washing your own clothes? Why haven't I seen you wear them? "Lin Tian stared at the clothes in Yang Zhixia's hands and suddenly smiled wretchedly.
Yang Zhixia blushed and subconsciously hid the clothes behind her.
This was her underwear, so it would not be seen by others.
"Hey, you're so annoying. I'm going to wash clothes. Are you going to leave or not? "Yang Zhixia said unhappily.
"Although your father is the village head, this is not your home. What's wrong with me sitting here?" Lin Tian smiled cheekily.
"If you don't leave, I will." Yang Zhixia saw him staring at her wretchedly while washing clothes and only felt uncomfortable. She immediately took all the clothes into the basin and turned to leave with the basin.
Seeing this, Lin Tian chased after her shamelessly. "Don't be angry. I'm just joking with you."
"Your joke is not funny at all," Yang Zhixia said angrily.
"Then I'll talk to you about something serious," Lin Tian suddenly said seriously.
"What kind of serious thing can you say?" Yang Zhixia curled her lips.
"Of course," Lin Tian said seriously, "I'm going to your house to propose marriage. This is a serious thing, right?"
"You're so annoying. If you dare to come, my father will definitely drive you out," Yang Zhixia said with some disgust.
"That's hard to say. Didn't your father say that anyone who can give you a betrothal gift of one million yuan can marry you? "Lin Tian said.
In the countryside, there were not as many rules as in the city. Although Yang Zhixia was less than 20 years old, she was already old enough to get married. It was common for people to get a marriage certificate when they were old enough.
Yang Zhixia was 18 years old. She was not young.
In the village, some women at her age could almost have children.
Hearing Lin Tian mention this, Yang Zhixia couldn't help but feel ashamed and angry.
Her father did say so, but it was really because there were too many people who came to her house to propose marriage, and all kinds of people came.
After saying so, the house finally became much quieter.
However, Yang Zhixia felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.
After all, her father said it as if he was selling his daughter for one million yuan.
To be honest, she still hoped to marry someone she liked in the future, instead of being arranged by her father and marrying a man casually.
As for the money, it really didn't matter.
As a girl in the countryside, Yang Zhixia was very sensible and could bear hardships.
If she could be with the person she liked, she would feel very happy even if she had to eat simple tea and eat simple food.
Seeing that Yang Zhixia didn't answer, Lin Tian asked, "He can marry you with a betrothal gift of one million yuan. Is that true?"
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