At this time, Ye Shihan was sitting in a daze in front of the thatched house built halfway up the mountain. It had been a few days since he woke up. He tried hard to remember who he was every day, but the more anxious he was, the less he could remember, and the more he missed him.
His head hurt more and more, so he spent more time in a daze.
Xiaoya came to him as usual carrying a bowl of soup and placed it on the table next to him.
"Brother Zhu, take medicine."
This was Xiaoya's name for him. She felt that calling him Xiaozhu was a bit awkward, so she took it upon herself to call him Brother Zhu.
Ye Shihan's eyes fascinate Xiaoya the most, so she always likes to come to him and see him when there is nothing wrong. Ye Shihan doesn't even know who he is, so he doesn't pay attention to this.
He was very grateful for Xiaoya and Grandpa's care. He drank the medicine bowl she handed over in one gulp, then wiped his mouth with his sleeve and nodded to her:
"Thank you, Miss Xiaoya."
"Why are you so polite?"
Xiaoya's face suddenly turned red. She looked at him shyly and said softly:
"The doctor said that this medicine can open up the brain. As long as Brother Zhu takes it on time, he may remember the past things at some point."
Speaking of this, Xiaoya's face suddenly stiffened. If he remembered the past, would he leave?
Thinking of this, she suddenly became a little nervous. If Brother Zhu left, she might never have the chance to see him in this life, because she could feel that he was not a mortal, and the temperament he exuded was different from ordinary people.
Ye Shihan did not notice the change in her expression, but frowned and nodded, "Then there is Miss Lao Xiaoya. If I know who I am one day, I will definitely give you a generous gift to thank Miss Xiaoya and Grandpa for their life-saving grace.
"
"No, no, no." Xiaoya waved her hands hurriedly, "You're being polite if you say that. If you were rescued by me and grandpa, it means we are destined. What gift should I give you? It would be best if you could remember what happened in the past.
Okay, if you can’t remember it…then live here for the rest of your life.”
She buried her head lower, and only she knew what she meant when she said this.
At this time, suddenly an unhappy voice came over,
"Are you going to raise a stinkworm if you live here all your life?"
Looking for the reputation, he saw a handsome man walking towards this side. Ye Shihan's brows frowned for a moment. He had an impression of this man. His name was Zhou Shuren, and he was a scholar. He seemed to have been here when he was in a coma.
The clothes also belong to this Zhou Xiucai.
Xiaoya glared at him with some displeasure, "Zhou Xiucai, you are a literate person after all, how can you say such a thing?"
"So what if he can read and write? I can't stand him. What's wrong with saying a few words? He is just a moth. He sits in the yard in a daze like a dead person every day. The more he looks at it, the more annoying he is. Xiaoya, I can tell
You, don’t be deceived by his appearance, he is definitely not a good person."
Zhou Xiucai himself knew that his appearance could not be compared with Ye Shihan's, so he used this sentence to remind Xiaoya.
Xiaoya glared at him coldly and said, "Such a villain, Brother Zhu has just recovered from his injury and has lost his memory, so he is not in a good mood. How can it be as unpleasant as you said? Are you okay? Go away quickly."
"Xiaoya, I have something to ask you."
Zhou Xiucai's voice suddenly softened a lot. He went straight to the table opposite Ye Shihan and sat down. He glared at him first, then smiled softly at Xiaoya,
"Xiaoya, my mother asked me to invite you over. She said she has learned a new trick and will show it to you. You will definitely like it."
Xiaoya frowned and looked at him, "I said I don't like embroidery. Go back and tell Aunt Zhou that I would rather go hunting in the mountains than embroider."
"But you are a woman."
Zhou Xiucai was a little worried, "You are a woman, what will you do if you don't learn to embroider? My mother said that it only makes sense for a woman to embroider her own wedding dress."
At the mention of getting married, Xiaoya's face turned red with embarrassment. She pursed her lips and glanced at Ye Shihan, then whispered:
"I don't plan to get married. I just want to keep my grandfather and this mountain."
"Xiaoya."
Zhou Xiucai looked at her impatiently, "I said that I would come back and marry you after I get the honors. How could you say such a thing?"
Xiaoya became a little anxious when she heard what he said. She was so angry that she stamped her feet, "Who said that I want to marry you? There are many women after you got the honors. I am just a peasant girl in the mountains. I don't want to marry you."
"But I like you."
Zhou Xiucai did not hide anything, and Ye Shihan couldn't help but admire him secretly in his heart. It was rare for a scholar like him to directly say that he liked a woman.
Xiaoya's face turned blue and white. If she had rarely had contact with men before, without Brother Zhu in front of her, she might have considered marrying Zhou Xiucai, but it's different now. There is such a good man like Brother Zhu in front of her.
, how could she be willing to marry a rotten person like Zhou Xiucai?
"Don't talk nonsense, I'll get angry if you talk like that again."
Zhou Xiucai stared at her with puzzled eyes, "Why are you angry? My father and your grandfather made an arrangement for our marriage many years ago. If you weren't still young and I had to take the exam to gain fame, our children now would be
I can crawl all over the floor.”
"Shut up."
Xiaoya suddenly became angry, "Zhou Quanhe, stop having your big dreams, I won't marry you."
This sentence surprised Zhou Xiucai. Although Xiaoya had said she didn't like him before, she had never rejected him in person like this, but today her temperament suddenly changed.
He suddenly turned his head to look at Ye Shihan. The only reason he could think of was that this unknown man must have come to make Xiaoya change.
Thinking of this, he pointed angrily at Ye Shihan and asked Xiaoya:
"Is it because of him? Are you attracted to him when you see how human-like he looks?"
"nonsense."
Xiaoya shouted to stop him again, "You should leave my house and leave here right now."
"I do not go."
Zhou Quanhe looked like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water, "I saw my grandpa when I was going up the mountain just now. He said he wanted me to stay for lunch. He also made me stew meat. Why should I leave?"
"Go away, you are not welcome in my home."
Xiaoya angrily stepped forward to pull him away, but Ye Shihan looked at this scene but remained calm. These two people had nothing to do with him, and what happened between them had nothing to do with him.
But Zhou Quanhe turned around and vented his anger on him. He pointed at him and shouted angrily,
"Xiaoya, is it because of him, because of him that you want to expel me? He is just a stranger with no name, and now you actually want to expel me for him? You...you have changed your mind.
It was so fast.”
It was better that he didn't say this, but when he said it, Xiaoya's face suddenly turned ugly, she bit her lips and stared at him,
"You...get out of here."
Zhou Quanhe still yelled reluctantly:
"He is the one who should get out. Why does this man want you to take such meticulous care of him? Why?"
Ye Shihan could ignore the matter between the two of them, but now that Zhou Xiucai was pointing the finger at him, he could no longer pretend to be deaf and dumb.
He quickly came to Zhou Xiucai, grabbed his collar with one hand, stared at him with vicious eyes, and uttered a few words coldly:
"If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will break your neck."
"...ah...killed someone, killed someone."
Zhou Xiucai's cry for help happened to be heard by his grandfather who had just returned from the mountain. When he saw this scene, he was so frightened that he dropped the two fish he was holding on the ground. He stepped forward in horror and asked, "What's going on?"
You mean that? Why are you still moving your hands? Let go, let go."