Mu Shuangshuang also feared those egg-laying bugs.
Lu Yuanfeng swallowed, hesitated for a moment, then reached out and placed his hand on Mu Shuangshuang’s back.
It was a completely different feeling; her slender back had little flesh, making Lu Yuanfeng’s hand seem particularly large and strong as it rested in the center.
Yet, at that moment, Lu Yuanfeng felt he was closest to the girl in front of him.
They lightly touched, without a gap, and as his hand moved down her shoulder, Lu Yuanfeng accidentally grazed Mu Shuangshuang’s lower back.
Mu Shuangshuang trembled, instantly feeling an unusual sensation rising in her heart.
She took several deep breaths, forcing herself to calm down, but the hand on her back made it impossible.
Her heart raced, her head dizzy, she felt sick, and hoarsely asked, "Fengzi, how’s it going, is the spider silk coming down?"
Lu Yuanfeng froze as well, suddenly feeling incredibly despicable for lying just to get closer to Shuangshuang.
But his hand was rooted there, and he was unwilling to remove it. Like a child scared of getting caught stealing, he cautiously replied, "Almost... nearly done."
His hand remained on Shuangshuang’s back, and after a while, Lu Yuanfeng reluctantly moved his hand away.
At the same time, Mu Shuangshuang breathed a sigh of relief when the contact was broken.
Yet deep down, she felt a trace of disappointment.
She seemed to be anticipating something, but what exactly?
To divert her attention, Mu Shuangshuang offered, "Fengzi, let me help you. Four hands are definitely faster than two."
It was Mu Shuangshuang’s first time watching someone do carpentry; she saw Lu Yuanfeng holding a piece of wood, measuring it.
After measuring the required size, he’d mark it with a black line using a chalk line, making a mark.
Then came sawing the wood. It was evident Lu Yuanfeng often did this kind of work; his skill was not only adept, but his serious attitude while working was particularly rare.
It’s often said that men are most charming when they work hard, and Lu Yuanfeng was no exception—tall and well-formed, there was hardly any flaw in his appearance other than that slight darkness.
He focused intently on his work, his wrist flipping skillfully, and within moments, the wood was mostly sawed.
Even Mu Shuangshuang couldn’t deny that this side of Lu Yuanfeng was mesmerizing, and she didn’t want to blink.
"Fengzi, are you making a table? It looks quite nice."
Mu Shuangshuang glanced at the nearly finished wooden piece beside her, which was decorated with carvings. Clearly, those weren’t carved today; they must have been done by another carpenter earlier.
Looking at the patterns on the table, Mu Shuangshuang genuinely admired the ancient carpenters who could craft such detailed items.
"Yes, but it’s not for now; it’s for Qiqu Festival!"
Speaking of Qiqu Festival, Lu Yuanfeng stole a glance at Shuangshuang, and seeing her puzzled expression, he suddenly wanted to laugh. Such an important day, and she didn’t know about it?
"Qiqu Festival is when the cowherd and the weaver meet. On this day, unmarried girls in the village bring food to pray under the moon for a good husband." He paused, then hesitated before continuing.
"If Shuangshuang were to make a wish on Qiqu Festival, what... what kind of husband would she hope to find?"
This was probably Lu Yuanfeng’s boldest question. His ears tinged red, he was both expectant and afraid of Shuangshuang’s answer.
Mu Shuangshuang thought for a moment. She hadn’t really considered marriage yet, but if she had to, she probably wouldn’t wish for it. She felt it wasn’t something a wish could determine.
"Yes!" Lu Yuanfeng replied, feigning nonchalance.
"Simple, as long as we’re compatible."
Mu Shuangshuang’s answer sparked Lu Yuanfeng’s interest, and he said, "What does compatible mean? Isn’t it about looks and money? If a girl finds a good-looking man, people will envy her. If she finds someone well-off, she’ll never worry about food and clothing."
In a good mood, Mu Shuangshuang was happy to explain to Lu Yuanfeng: "Being compatible means having common interests, being able to talk to each other freely.