Ye Shihan pushed Zhou Quanhe hard, and then let go of his hand.
Zhou Quanhe staggered and almost fell. Grandpa rushed over to help him, "What did you say? Why are you still fighting?"
Ye Shihan let go of his hand for the sake of his grandfather, and he sat back on the stone bench next to the stone table.
The person who supported him came back, and Zhou Quanhe became reluctant to give up.
"Grandpa, this man cannot be left here. There is murderous intent in his eyes. I think he does not really have amnesia. He must be pretending. He must have killed people and had nowhere to go, so he is hiding here under the pretense of amnesia."
Well fed.”
"fart."
Ye Shihan suddenly said angrily: "Although I have lost my memory, I also know that I am definitely not that heinous person. If you dare to talk nonsense here again, be careful I will break your neck."
His words really frightened Zhou Xiucai. He backed away with a pale face and muttered,
"Grandpa, the way you look at him, does it look like he can breathe out fire?"
Grandpa sighed helplessly. He raised his right hand and pressed it down, "Xiao Zhu, stop arguing. Grandpa believes you are not a bad person, but you can't do anything to Zhou Xiucai. He is a scholar after all, and you
The clothes you are wearing are still borrowed from him. You cannot repay your kindness and beat up your benefactor instead."
"Yes." The moment he heard this, Zhou Xiucai jumped up. "He didn't know what to do, so he gave me my clothes back."
Ye Shihan frowned. Can such a person be a scholar?
Xiaoya looked at Zhou Xiucai with her hands on her hips in annoyance, and roared:
"Isn't Zhou's clothes just a piece of rags? Tomorrow I will go to the city and buy you one as compensation. If I had known you were such a stingy person, I wouldn't have cared about you borrowing clothes."
Seeing that Xiaoya misunderstood him, Zhou Xiucai hurriedly explained, "That's not it, Xiaoya, I can give you anything you borrow, but you can't put my clothes on this man? Look at how tall he is.
He has a pretty face, and at first glance he is not a good person. I am afraid that he will dirty my clothes when he wears them."
"You..." Xiaoya was completely irritated by him, "Thanks to you, you are still a scholar. I think you are not even as good as that country man. You will disappear in front of me now, and I don't want to see you again."
Zhou Xiucai saw Xiaoya chasing him away. He clenched his fists and looked at the grandfather beside him, complaining with aggrieved expression, "Grandpa, look at Xiaoya, she has changed. She was not the same before this man came."
Like this, she can't stand me now, all because of this man. This man must have a pair of captivating eyes. Grandpa, you can't be confused."
"Okay." Grandpa interrupted him impatiently, "You are a big man, why do you speak so grumblingly? Like a girl, you go back first, I will ask Xiaoya to go to your house to find you later.
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"real?"
Zhou Xiucai was a little surprised when he heard his grandfather say this, "Xiaoya will really come to my house to find me?"
"I won't go. Grandpa wants to go, so you can go." Xiaoya pouted, looking reluctant.
Zhou Xiucai looked at his grandfather again with pleading eyes, "Grandpa, what's wrong with Xiaoya? She wasn't like this before. Ever since she got this man, she seems to hate me."
Xiaoya felt like she was going crazy. She bit her lip and looked at Zhou Xiucai, pointing angrily at him,
"Zhou Quanhe, you are a scholar and a scholar after all. Please don't talk nonsense here, okay? I hated you before and now, and I will hate you all my life."
this……
Zhou Xiucai looked at Ye Shihan with even more disgust. When Ye Shihan stared back at him with sharp eyes, he quickly withdrew his gaze.
Grandpa is a little helpless. His granddaughter is too stubborn. What can he do?
He could only console Zhou Xiucai:
"Quan He, please go back first. I will advise Xiaoya carefully. As for this Xiaozhu, don't be hostile to him. He is in trouble and has lost his memory. We should help him. We will not fight until death.
Saving someone is not my code of conduct as a person."
Zhou Xiucai saw that there was no point in staying here any longer. He said hello to his grandfather, glanced at Xiaoya again, and finally glared at Ye Shihan before turning around and leaving.
Seeing his back walking down the mountain, Xiaoya glared at him angrily and muttered:
"What a rotten scholar. Why does he speak so unpleasantly?"
Grandpa picked up the fish that he had just thrown on the ground in a fit of passion, and sighed as he picked off the grass blades stained on the fish:
"You can't blame him. They are all from the countryside, and when your father was alive, he joked with his father that he wanted you to get married when you grew up. Now he takes it seriously, but you look down on him. Logically speaking, he is now a
Scholar, if he gets the top prize next year, his future will be limitless, why don't you look down on him?"
Xiaoya sat opposite Ye Shihan and said while pouring water into the tea cup:
"What I despise most is his arrogant look. What's wrong with the scholar? Don't you just know a few words? What's the big deal? Besides, if he really gets the honors in the future, with his character he really knows how to do it.
Marry me? I don’t think so, he’s just trying to take advantage of me for some novelty, and I won’t be stupid enough to let him succeed.”
Grandpa took the two fish and glanced at her, then said:
"Grandpa is old and doesn't understand the things between you young people. Grandpa is going to stew fish. After a while, you put away the dishes and chopsticks. When he leaves, let's eat fish."
Xiaoya hurriedly responded, and grandpa entered the house carrying the fish.
Ye Shihan has been sitting silently. He has thought a lot and imagined countless possibilities in his mind, but he has not remembered who he is.
Xiaoya put her chin in her hands and looked at him in a daze quietly. After a while, when he came back to his senses, she hurriedly changed her position and sat down.
Ye Shihan suddenly said, "Give me an ax tomorrow. I have the strength to chop wood."
Xiaoya hurriedly shook her head to stop, "No, don't listen to my grandfather's nonsense. He has money to save us. Not to mention supporting us for a while, even for a lifetime. You don't have to work."
Ye Shihan looked at the mountain outside the courtyard with a cold expression, "I think even if I don't have amnesia, I'm not a person who likes to eat for free. Besides, being idle all the time is not an option. I'll go for a walk in the mountains, maybe
It will help me regain my memory, so don’t try to persuade me, just find me an axe."
Xiaoya saw that his attitude was firm and he was serious about words, so she swallowed her words of comfort once they reached her lips.
The man in front of her has a handsome appearance, a pleasant voice, and his cold temperament. He is exactly the type of dream lover that Xiaoya likes. Thinking of this, her face turned red all the way to her ears.