Chapter 33 ☆ I Want to Live in Your House (Part 1)

Wash the fresh honeysuckle, put it into a pot, add cold water, simmer on low heat for half an hour, then add two spoons of brown sugar, stir until it melts, filter out the petals and residue, and put it in a water tank to cool.

On a summer night, with the moonlight shining like water, it is so comfortable to sit in the yard and drink tea in the cool air.

Xie San helped Cheng Yaoyao pick a lot of honeysuckle, and after boiling it, everyone in the educated youth camp got a cup. Cheng Yaoyao hasn’t cooked recently, and everyone is missing the bayberry soup she used to make. At this time, everyone held a cup of honeysuckle dew ^[1]a sweet tea made from honeysuckle. in their hands, sipped it carefully, and felt that the summer heat was completely gone.

The yard was cool tonight, and everyone was enjoying the evening breeze. The male educated youth were squatting at the door, smoking, but Cheng Nuonuo was nowhere to be seen. No one knew where she had gone.

Today’s dinner was terrible again. Everyone was complaining. Cheng Nuonuo just lowered her head. Cheng Yaoyao felt that her skin color had become darker and her eyes were more sinister. After finishing the meal, Cheng Nuonuo disappeared with Shen Yan.

Han Yin and Cheng Yaoyao sat back to back, looking at the honeysuckle dew in their hands: “It’s so delicious. How did you come up with something so tasty?”

Zhang Xiaofeng sat nearby, fanning herself in the cool air, and said with a smile, “Yaoyao really knows how to enjoy life.”

“Don’t worry, if I drink, you guys will get some too.” Cheng Yaoyao let her long hair hang on the back of the chair and sipped the honeysuckle dew in small sips.

It’s a pity that there is no honey. Honeysuckle dew with honey would taste better.

Han Yin sighed, “But we are going to move to the dormitory in two days. Whose house do you think we will live in?”

The village party secretary and Lin Dafu had already informed them that the educated youth should make preparations in advance. If they had a good relationship with the villagers, they could discuss moving in with them. Otherwise, they would have to wait until next week for allocation.

Han Yin and Cheng Yaoyao had just improved their relationship, but they had to separate in a few days. They couldn’t help but feel reluctant. Cheng Yaoyao was also a little sad, as the people she felt closest to, besides Xie San, were Zhang Xiaofeng and Han Yin.

Han Yin suddenly said, “Why don’t we live in the same house? It would be nice for the two of us to share a bed.”

Cheng Yaoyao passed it over vaguely. Although they had feelings for each other, living together for a long time would always cause some friction, and Cheng Yaoyao was used to living alone. More importantly, she had to live in Xie San’s house now. Xie San hadn’t agreed yet, and with Han Yin, the possibility was zero.

Cheng Yaoyao filled a pot of honeysuckle dew for Xie San, but she didn’t add the spiritual spring water this time – she was really afraid that Xie San would lose too much blood. There was also a bottle of dried bayberry, which was boiled with half a cup of spiritual spring water. The little lotus leaf was upset about it until late at night.

Cheng Yaoyao was annoyed by its crying, so she took the pot of water that Xie San had drunk, hesitated for a moment, and drank the remaining little water from the spout. The little lotus leaf shook with satisfaction and finally calmed down.

So annoying… Cheng Yaoyao huddled in the quilt and couldn’t help but touch her lips. She found that, compared to physical contact with Xie San, exchanging body fluids seemed to be more effective in obtaining abundant Yang energy. But she couldn’t drink Xie San’s water every day like a pervert, right?

Before Cheng Yaoyao had the time to take out the honeysuckle dew and dried bayberries, Xie San gave her a gift first.

A small pillow.

Xie San’s palms were broad, and his fingers were long and rough, but he was able to weave such an exquisite little pillow. The oval shape was slightly curled at both ends, and the bamboo strips were polished to be smooth and cool to the touch, and would never cut Cheng Yaoyao’s delicate face.

Cheng Yaoyao held it lovingly and rubbed her face against it. There was still the scent of Xie San on it: “It’s beautiful. I like this!”

The original bamboo pillow had cut Cheng Yaoyao’s face. Now, Cheng Yaoyao has to check it carefully before lying down every night. She is almost suffering from psychological trauma.

“…” This bamboo pillow was woven by myself. Seeing Cheng Yaoyao’s delicate cheek pressed against it, it was as if…

Xie San turned his eyes away uncomfortably. He had a nightmare last night and was caught by his grandmother when he washed the mattress in the morning. Xie San was so ashamed.

Xie San lowered his head to cover up his mistake and took out another handful of peaches from the big basket.

Cheng Yaoyao knew at a glance that the peach was wild, and its taste was rich, sweet, and sour, so she deliberately said, “It looks very sour.”

Xie San said, “It’s not sour.”

“Really?” Cheng Yaoyao leaned over to take a look and pretended to accidentally rub one hand against Xie San’s sturdy arm.

…I got nothing.

It was as if Xie San had eyes on his back. He dodged suddenly and took two steps back.

Cheng Yaoyao failed to steal Yang Qi and was kept at a distance by Xie San as if he were a gangster. She pouted in grievance.

She looked so pitiful, with a stunning appearance that didn’t belong to a poor and remote place, which always made people feel that she was wronged.

Xie San’s lips moved, but he didn’t know what to say.

Cheng Yaoyao was very perceptive. She sensed that Xie San’s attitude was loosening, and immediately turned over like a cat and started to act like a spoiled child: “It’s so hot. The dormitory is stuffy and hot every night, and there are a lot of mosquitoes. Look at my hands; they are bitten by mosquitoes.”

Cheng Yaoyao rolled up her sleeves as she spoke, and her arms, as white and tender as lotus root nodes ^[2]a term used to describe smooth and delicate skin., suddenly caught Xie San’s eyes. Xie San immediately turned his eyes away, as if he were scalded.

Cheng Yaoyao said, “Really! There are also bedbugs. Last night, a bedbug fell into Liu Minxia’s hair, and we didn’t sleep well all night.”

These private words should not be told to her. Xie San didn’t know how to respond to her, so he said in a rough voice, “I’ll get you some mugwort ^[3]a type of plant used for its insect-repelling properties. to fumigate.”

Cheng Yaoyao groaned, “It’s useless. I also bought some mosquito coils. The mosquitoes in this country are too poisonous. It’s impossible to fumigate well.”

Xie San was silent again. Cheng Yaoyao kept talking about this and that, but Xie San refused to respond.

Cheng Yaoyao had no choice but to shut up and get straight to the point: “I want to live at your house.”

Xie San jumped up, and half a handful of peaches fell to the ground, covered in dirt.

“Oh, my peach! What are you doing? It’s like you saw a ghost!” Cheng Yaoyao looked at those ugly little peaches with heartache. They were disliked by her just now, but now she felt heartache again.

Cheng Yaoyao explained in a hushed voice, “After the last heavy rain, several buildings collapsed in our youth camp. The team leader said that for safety reasons, we have to move into the villagers’ homes first. I only know your family in this village. Tell me, whose house should I move into?”

Cheng Yaoyao’s words made Xie San’s mind suddenly fill with many inappropriate thoughts, and the shock has not subsided yet.

Suddenly receiving a glance from Cheng Yaoyao, Xie San turned his eyes away and uttered with difficulty, “I don’t know.”

“People are asking you for advice with good intentions, but you just make the excuse and don’t know anything!” Cheng Yaoyao’s pretty face immediately dropped, and she picked up a peach from the ground and smashed it at Xie San’s head.

Without even turning his head, Xie San raised his hand to catch it. Then he squatted down, picked up the peaches on the ground one by one, and put them in the pocket under his clothes.

These peaches are the earliest ones to come from the deep mountains. They are sweet and crisp. Cheng Yaoyao is not interested in them. He can take them home for his sister to eat.

Cheng Yaoyao folded her arms, sitting there angrily, waiting for Xie San to realize his mistake. She didn’t hear him speak for a long time. When she turned around, she found Xie San picking peaches.

Cheng Yaoyao was even more furious. She suddenly jumped up and pointed at Xie San and said, “If you don’t want me to live here, then don’t let me live here. Do you think I really want your big house?”