Normally, when a woman accompanies a man back to his mother’s home, she competes to do housework to make a good impression on his parents. But now, brother-in-law... huh?
Dong Xinyuan sneakily glanced at her brother-in-law An Qi and thought, maybe brother-in-law was eager to work because he’s afraid his own family would think him lazy?
"Oh Brother-in-law," Dong Xinyuan said with a look of ’I’ve already seen through the truth’, "My big sister looks so young, like a girl who hasn’t even had her coming-of-age ceremony. Whether she’s marrying a husband or being married into a family, just being able to find a man is already our family’s good fortune. Maybe you should do less work, or there won’t be anything left for me."
Dong Huiying: "Dong——Xin——Yuan——!!"
The chubby girl foolishly looked at her older sister. "Big sis, what’s wrong?" Oh no, big sister is grinding her teeth, her complexion is really frightening!
She swallowed hard, then swiftly dashed behind her brother-in-law, preparing to use him as a human shield.
Dong Huiying gave a pseudo-smile, "Good fortune, huh? It’s my fault for being small, is it?"
Dong Xinyuan awkwardly grinned and coughed. "Ahem, it’s just a metaphor, only a description!"
At that moment, Liang Zhichen suddenly turned to Dong Huiying. His smile was warm, yet he nodded seriously, "Indeed, it’s like burning high-grade incense, finding such a treasure truly is the Liang family’s good fortune. It’s the Liang family who has burned high-grade incense, in fact."
Dong Huiying suddenly coughed, turning her face away shyly, but her heart began to race.
Is this, like, a cheesy love line?
People in the village usually eat two meals a day, but Dong Huiying was more accustomed to three meals a day, and sometimes she’d even make a late-night snack if she got hungry in the evening.
After getting up in the morning, she checked Dong Feiyan’s leg, gave her some advice, and then said, "Mother, this is Zhi Chen’s first time coming to our village. I plan to take him out for a walk later."
"Alright, alright, just don’t go too far and remember to come back for meals."
Dong Huiying smiled in response, then left the room to find Liang Zhichen, who was discussing hunting techniques with Dong Xinyuan.
"Let’s go, take a stroll outside."
Liang Zhichen’s eyes twinkled, and he immediately answered with a smile, "Alright."
To depend on the mountains is to live off them; to rely on the water is to use it for sustenance. Indeed, Dong Huiying preferred the natural beauty of the mountains and countryside to the uniform prosperity of towns.
She and Liang Zhichen left Daliu Village, but they didn’t go far.
They walked towards the mountains, and along the way, Dong Huiying picked up some small stones. Seeing this, Liang Zhichen understood and snapped a branch from a tree to hold in his hand.
Rustling came from the bushes ahead. Dong Huiying’s eyes lit up, then she suddenly threw a small stone. At the same time, a branch flew out from behind her.
She turned back to look at the man behind her, seeing him in a relaxed state.
"Let’s go, let’s see if we hit anything."
Dong Huiying thought it was intriguing.
When they parted the bushes, they found a small quarry lying there — a plump pheasant, pierced by a stone through its wing and a stick through its throat.
Liang Zhichen picked up the pheasant and then drew a bit of a defensive dagger from his person. "I hear water nearby; wait a moment, Baobao. I’ll clean the pheasant right away."
"Wait," she chased after Liang Zhichen with her short legs, tilting her head to look up at the taller man. "I just remembered something. Back at Su Lang’s Black Wind Camp, you were wearing a mask. At the time, I didn’t know ’Master Chenxu’ with the mask was you. You sparred with me, right?"