Chen Zhangsheng believed that as long as Huang Yixiao worked hard, he would definitely be able to pass the imperial examinations.
After breakfast, Chen Zhangsheng and Ma Juhua went straight to work in the fields. Jiujiu washed the dishes and went to harvest pigweed as usual.
Although Ma Juhua and Chen Zhangsheng told Jiujiu that she didn't need to harvest pigweed today and only needed to rest at home, Jiujiu wasn't Chen Jiujiu. She wouldn't be so sad about marrying Huang Yixiao that she didn't want to do anything. Chen Zhangsheng and Ma Juhua were considerate and didn't let her go, but she had the ability, so she still had to do what she needed to do.
There was no such thing as a girl in a mountain village not being able to show her face in public. Washing clothes by the river, doing farm work in the fields, collecting pigweed, and so on were all very familiar to them. Even Chen Jiujiu, who looked as exquisite as a painting and was clearly not an ordinary person, was the same.
However, Jiujiu had it tough. Although she lived in a more primitive beastman era in her previous life, she couldn't resist Sha Qing's pampering. Moreover, because she was a priestess, all the beastmen were especially friendly to her, so Jiujiu didn't suffer much at all.
As for her shoes, Sha Qing specially found deerskin for her. Using a special method, the deerskin was tanned. Wearing it was like wearing a second layer of skin, and it was especially comfortable.
However, straw shoes were different. Grass was originally hard. Even if it was made into straw shoes, it was still somewhat uncomfortable to wear. Moreover, because of the rugged mountain road, it was simply pricking the feet.
Chen Jiujiu was used to wearing straw shoes everywhere, but Jiujiu wasn't used to it. She only walked a little bit, and her brows were almost twisted into a fried dough twist.
After much difficulty, they finally reached the place where they were going to cut the grass. Jiujiu lifted up her skirt and tied it into a ball to make it easier for her to cut the grass. Just as she was about to bend down to cut the grass, a man's voice suddenly came from beside her.
To be honest, the man's voice was a little hoarse, but it was not magnetic at all. If she really had to describe it, it was probably the type of voice that belonged to a male duck. However, the man with the voice of a male duck liked to speak in a more affectionate tone, which made Jiujiu feel a little nauseous.
Suppressing the nausea in her heart, Jiujiu turned her head and saw Li Fugui dressed in white satin clothes with a folding fan in his hand.
Seeing Jiujiu looking over, Li Fugui's face immediately revealed a smile. Probably because he thought he was very handsome, Li Fugui's eyes were filled with pride. He pretended to look at Jiujiu affectionately as he walked over to Jiujiu and took out a small ceramic box from his arms.
There was an exquisite pattern on the box. From the looks of it, it should be some kind of rouge or face powder.
Li Fugui handed the rouge box to Jiujiu and pretended to wave the folding fan in his hand flirtatiously. He looked into Jiujiu's eyes and said with a face full of concern, "One day apart feels like three autumns. Jiuniang, how are you today?"
Last night, Jiujiu cried for most of the night before falling asleep. Even though Jiujiu used cold water to cool her eyes this morning, the redness and swelling on her eyelids wouldn't go away for a while.
Jiujiu's eyelids were swollen like two walnuts. Anyone with eyes could tell that Jiujiu was definitely not well. However, Li Fugui still asked about Jiujiu even though he already knew the answer. To put it nicely, he was concerned about Jiujiu's condition. To put it bluntly, he was deliberately poking at her scars.
Perhaps Chen Jiujiu didn't know why Li Fugui did this, but Jiujiu understood that only by completely exposing a person's scars and showing strong kindness would the person be more grateful.
The reason Li Fugui wanted to expose Jiujiu's scars was to make Jiujiu feel touched so that he could succeed in his pursuit in the future.
At that time, Chen Jiujiu had secretly fallen in love with Li Fugui because of his words of concern and the fact that he had given her a box of extremely high-end rouge. As a result, in order to be with Li Fugui in the future, she had argued with him and canceled her marriage with Huang Yixiao.
However, Jiujiu wouldn't. Firstly, although she hadn't seen Huang Yixiao before, she knew that a person who could achieve such a dazzling achievement was definitely not an ordinary person. Moreover, Chen Jiujiu hoped to marry Huang Yixiao. She was here for a mission, so she would naturally satisfy Huang Yixiao.
Secondly, although this Li Fugui looked fair and clean like a handsome young man, his eyes were the window to the soul. This Li Fugui's pupils were turbid and his eyes were empty. He was most likely a good-for-nothing who only looked good on the outside. Thinking about how Li Fugui resolutely took in a concubine when Chen Jiujiu's appearance was no longer there, it could be seen that he wasn't a good person.
Jiujiu raised her eyelids and glanced at Li Fugui lightly. She said, "Young Master Li, if there's nothing else, please go back. I still have to cut the pigweed."
After Jiujiu finished speaking, she picked up the sickle and bent down. She looked like she didn't want to have anything to do with Li Fugui.
Looking at Jiujiu's cold expression that rejected people thousands of miles away, Li Fugui, who originally had other thoughts because of Jiujiu's beautiful appearance, felt his heart itch even more. He wanted to get Jiujiu even more. When he thought that such a beautiful woman would belong to him in the end, Li Fugui's heart was especially excited.
Li Fugui followed his father's temperament. As long as he wanted something, he would definitely get it. Even if he had to lower his head and lose face in the process, it didn't matter at all.
Therefore, Li Fugui didn't take Jiujiu's coldness to heart at all. Moreover, the colder Jiujiu was, the greater the challenge. Li Fugui's heart burned even more fervently.
Li Fugui retracted his hand and put the rouge back into his clothes. He walked over to Jiujiu's side and said with a look of pity, "Jiuniang, you're as beautiful as a fairy from the heavens. How can you do such a menial job like cutting pigweed? Put down the sickle and let me do it."
In order to curry favor with Jiujiu, Li Fugui moved in front of Jiujiu and wanted to snatch the sickle from Jiujiu's hand.
Chen Zhangsheng only had one daughter, Chen Jiujiu. Although he wanted Chen Jiujiu to cut the pigweed, Chen Zhangsheng would sharpen Chen Jiujiu's sickle every night so that Chen Jiujiu could save some energy when cutting the pigweed.
Although Li Fugui was a man, he was pampered by his family since he was young. Moreover, his family was rich. When had he ever done menial work like cutting pigweed? Needless to say, it was his first time seeing a sickle.
He didn't care about time and wanted to snatch the sickle from Jiujiu's hand so that he could show off. However, he didn't expect that he used too much strength and the sickle was too sharp. In just a moment, his palm was cut by the sickle.
Li Fugui had never been injured since he was a child, not to mention that the sharp sickle had cut a deep wound on his hand in an instant. The spoiled Li Fugui cried out in pain.
Just a moment ago, he wanted to snatch the sickle from Jiujiu's hand. Now, he looked at the sickle as if it was a biological weapon.
The moment his palm was cut, Li Fugui cried out like a pig.
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