Chapter 17: Suspected Racing Horse

This was also Chen Xin’s initial thought, prioritizing the meaning of “our own people.” She planned to open a few workshops for self-production and sales.

“Once you’ve made up your mind, you can come find me.” With a nod to everyone, she walked towards the courtyard.

It was fortunate that she came; otherwise, things could have turned out unfavorable for her and Xiao Yu’er.

But as she looked up, Chen Xin was surprised. Why was there smoke rising from the kitchen?

Since Chen Xin left, Xiao Yu’er quickly got up, washed and dressed, tied his hair with the blue hairband Chen Xin bought, and smiled happily at the thought of his beloved. He seemed to like the way his hair was tied like this, so he kept it that way.

He picked up their clothes and went to the well. Xiao Yu’er struggled a bit to fetch water and poured it into the washbasin, clumsily washing the clothes…

“Huh? What’s this?” Xiao Yu’er looked at the small pieces of cloth in his hands with confusion. They should belong to Xin, but where would such small pieces be worn?

Curiously, Xiao Yu’er tried them on himself. When he finally placed them in front of his chest, they looked more like they belonged there. His face turned red with embarrassment, feeling a bit shy.

The clothes from Xin’s hometown were indeed strange.

Thinking of Chen Xin, Xiao Yu’er quickly washed the clothes, intending to finish cooking breakfast before Chen Xin returned so they could eat together. Although Xin said she would cook for him for the rest of her life, he was very happy. But he wanted to cook for Xin himself and experience the days of being a husband.

After washing the clothes, Xiao Yu’er quickly hung them to dry, then went to the kitchen to wash and rinse the rice, added water, and skillfully lit the fire. After adding some firewood, the fire grew fierce in no time.

When Chen Xin arrived at the kitchen, she saw Xiao Yu’er, wearing a blue dress, burning the fire with a somewhat anxious expression. Unlike the previous night, Xiao Yu’er today seemed even more out of place here. Yesterday, Chen Xin thought they would live here leisurely, watching the clouds roll by, but now she realized she hadn’t considered him.

Xiao Yu’er didn’t have any friends here, mainly because they didn’t share common topics. He was from a wealthy family, while the people here only cared about what vegetables to eat the next day.

“Xiao Yu’er, what are you doing?” Chen Xin asked with a restrained smile.

Xiao Yu’er, who was busy lighting the fire, turned his head at her voice. “Xin?! Why so soon? The porridge I’m cooking isn’t ready yet.” His eyes showed a hint of disappointment, feeling that he couldn’t do anything right.

Seeing him like this, Chen Xin understood what he was thinking. After a few days of being together, she had gradually figured out Xiao Yu’er’s way of thinking. She walked over, sat beside him, held his hand, and said softly, “Xiao Yu’er, you’re so diligent. If I could marry you, it would definitely be my blessing from my past life.”

Xiao Yu’er blushed slightly at the praise but felt embarrassed. “That’s not it. I can’t help you with anything.”

“Don’t say such distant words. Men are supposed to pamper women.” She pinched Xiao Yu’er’s nose affectionately.

This was Chen Xin’s most straightforward feeling after falling in love with Xiao Yu’er. It was said that people with high IQs have low EQs, but she didn’t agree. It was just a matter of whether the person was willing to make an effort for you.

“Alright. Xin, the porridge is ready.” Xiao Yu’er heard this and felt joyful. He stood up, went to the stove, and opened the lid. The aroma of rice in the pot immediately wafted out. Chen Xin took a look; it was just a bit thick.

“It smells delicious.” The rice here smelled much richer compared to the modern era, probably due to different varieties and environments.

“By the way, Xiao Yu’er, after breakfast, I need to go out for a while.” Holding the porridge ladle and scooping the porridge, Chen Xin said softly.

Xiao Yu’er wasn’t surprised, thinking that Chen Xin was going to find the woman who sold hairbands. He smiled softly and looked at Chen Xin. “Then I’ll cook dinner at home and wait for you to come back.”

Chen Xin didn’t say where she was going. She just had to worry about these things.

Kissing his face, “If I haven’t come back after cooking, you don’t have to wait for me. Just eat first. Otherwise…” She whispered the last sentence in his ear, biting his ear.

Xiao Yu’er couldn’t bear the embarrassment and compromised, “Okay, I’ll listen to you.”

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On the way to Wuding Town, a white horse walked leisurely, harmless and gentle. But Chen Xin, sitting on its back, had a smile in her eyes, thinking who she was trying to deceive—her true nature had already been revealed.

Touching it back casually, she said, “Hmm, I seem to have seen a white horse just now, running with great momentum, unstoppable, truly a peerless horse! How come my horse is so inferior…”

The mention of a peerless horse immediately made the white horse secretly perk up its ears. Then it heard the woman on its back say it was inferior?! This was an insult to its dignity! Thinking of it being a racehorse, how could she dare to say it was inferior?! And were there really horses as powerful as the woman described? No, it couldn’t be surpassed, and it couldn’t let the woman underestimate it. It had to restore its dignity.

“Neigh!”

Suddenly, the racehorse raised its head, hooves off the ground, and with a “whoosh,” it dashed forward like lightning, with a majestic momentum. Seeing this, a gleam flashed in Chen Xin’s eyes, and she quickly grabbed the reins tightly and pressed against the horse’s belly, kicking up a cloud of dust behind her.

The horse’s agile movements were like those described in books about racehorses. Although she was good at riding, she didn’t have much interest or research in horses. So if it hadn’t revealed its uniqueness, she wouldn’t have realized how extraordinary this horse was.