The phantom Yang Yanjun glanced at the two pounds of meat in his mother's hand, his eyes flashing slightly.

He stepped forward a few paces. "Uncle, could I...could I buy those two pounds of meat?"

Yang Zhiming frowned slightly, then glanced at him and sighed.

"It belongs to Yanqiu. Go ask her."

Yang Yanjun nodded, his gaze fixed on Yang Yanqiu, his eyes filled with anticipation.

"Yanqiu..."

Yang Yanqiu hesitated for a moment, then took the piece of pork tenderloin and handed it to him.

"Brother, there's no need to buy it. You can take this piece of meat back with you."

Thank you!

Yang Yanjun thanked her and carried the meat back to Sun Wei and her mother-in-law.

"Jun'er, you...sigh..."

Sun Wei's expression was complicated; she wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.

Yang Yanjun shook his head, "This was a gift from Yanqiu. We're all family, let's not make things too awkward."

Sun Wei fell silent.

Yang Yanjun looked at Zhou Jiajia, "Jiajia, I'm going back first. Could you please go find Xia Zhiqing and help me take a look?"

Zhou Jiajia hesitated, "Go back now, don't eat."

Yang Yanjun shook his head. "What's the point of me staying here when things are like this today?"

Having said that, he turned to leave.

Seeing this, Sun Wei quickly helped him leave.

Zhou Jiajia's gaze was deep and thoughtful. She sighed softly and walked towards Xia An.

"Xia, my husband isn't feeling well. Could you please come over and take a look at him?"

Xia An raised an eyebrow slightly. "I just saw him here. Did he go back?"

"Um," Zhou Jiajia said, looking down as if she was a little embarrassed.

Yang Yanjun's actions, well, let's just say they were a bit too much.

They're right here, yet they insist on going back and even ask Xia An to come over. What kind of nonsense is this?

Xia An didn't think much of it.

He turned his head and whispered to Ye Qingxuan, "Don't eat the offal from that pot."

Ye Qingxuan nodded.

Xia An turned to Zhou Jiajia and said, "Let's go take a look."

The two left.

Jiang Mengmeng leaned closer. "Qingxuan, what did Xia An say just now?"

Ye Qingxuan chuckled softly, "They probably thought the offal wasn't good and told us not to eat it."

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded slightly.

If there's good meat, who would eat offal? Their tastes aren't that strong.

Moreover, they came with Xia An today just to join in the fun.

A bowl of soup and two slices of meat—don't they have any in their yard?

They wouldn't want to eat offal.

Xia An followed Zhou Jiajia eastward towards the village, watching the two people supporting each other ahead.

He casually asked, "How should I address you, comrade?"

Zhou Jiajia's expression tightened. "Xia Zhiqing, my name is Zhou Jiajia."

Xia An smiled slightly, "You seem a little nervous. Are you afraid of me?"

Zhou Jiajia shook her head, looking hesitant. "I'm worried that Xia Zhiqing will be angry."

"Angry? Why are you angry?"

Xia An raised an eyebrow.

Zhou Jiajia frowned slightly. "They were right ahead, but they didn't wait for us."

"He wasn't like this before; he must have been frightened. I hope you'll forgive him, Xia Zhiqing."

Xia An shook her head and chuckled, "It's alright, I can understand this situation."

Zhou Jiajia breathed a slight sigh of relief and unconsciously glanced at him sideways.

He thought to himself: This Xia educated youth is quite understanding, and I've heard he's a good person too.

quickly,

Entering the house,

Sun Wei quickly came forward, "Xia Zhiqing, please take a look at my son."

Xia An nodded slightly, stepped forward to take Yang Yanjun's pulse, and then said:

"It's nothing serious, just a bit of a fright, and I think I twisted my ankle too."

"You all go out, I'll give him acupuncture for a while."

Sun Wei and her companion, unsuspecting, glanced at Yang Yanjun and walked out.

Xia An's gaze swept across the room.

He immediately set up a landing point in the corner of the wall and bound the illusory body of Yang Yanjun.

After that, both the phantom Yang Yanjun and Xia Jiang could descend through this descent point.

Then, he threw the piece of meat into the woods to dissolve and replaced it with a piece of wild boar tenderloin.

He came here this time to exchange for meat.

Setting the landing point was just a casual decision.

After all, the landing point covers a kilometer, and the same applies if it is set up in Yang Yanqiu's house.

At this moment, Yang Yanjun slowly got up, and his body had returned to normal.

Although the illusory body doesn't actually exist, it can take on any state it desires.

To outsiders, being weak or sweating is something that can be done, so getting injured is naturally possible as well.

Xia An glanced at Yang Yanjun, then sat down to the side.

A moment later,

Xia An opened the door and went out. "That's about enough. Don't disturb his rest. He can resume normal activities in the afternoon."

"Thank you, Xia, the educated youth."

Sun Wei quickly expressed her gratitude and then hurried into the house.

Xia An shook her head and smiled, "Since everything's alright, I'll head back now."

Zhou Jiajia quickly said, "Xia, could you please take a look at mine while you're at it?"

Xia An nodded and reached out to take his pulse.

"Congratulations, host, for successfully checking in. You have received 10 Great Unity Tickets, 20 Random Tickets, and a young Da Hong Pao Mother Tree."

"The corresponding item reward has been placed in the Spirit Spring Space. Please check it."

As the system notification rang in his ears, a message also appeared in Xia An's mind:

Zhou Jiajia – I like her!

Xia An didn't think much of it, quickly identified the symptoms, and released her wrist.

He frowned slightly. "Go to the clinic later, and I'll write you a prescription."

Zhou Jiajia saw him frown, his face showing unease, and his voice trembling slightly.

"Xia, is it serious?"

Xia An shook her head, "It's not serious. It's just a bit of physical weakness and infertility, but it can be treated and restored."

"Infertility?" Zhou Jiajia frowned, then a look of realization dawned on her face.

No wonder she had sex once or twice a month but didn't get pregnant; was she infertile?

Xia An nodded, but then a thought flashed through his mind: he checked Yang Yanjun's memories.

In their memory, all they ate after arriving here was cottonseed oil.

This substance contains gossypol, which can kill sperm and cause male infertility;

Women who consume this product long-term may experience menstrual irregularities and difficulty conceiving.

It seems that this is why Zhou Jiajia and the others haven't gotten pregnant in the four years they've been here.

He looked at Zhou Jiajia, "I smelled something in the house just now. You guys were eating cottonseed oil, weren't you?"

Zhou Jiajia nodded quickly, a hint of doubt and helplessness flashing in her eyes.

"This is cheap and easy to get, but it doesn't taste very good. Is there a problem?"

Xia Anxin understood, glancing at Chen Zhiyi's house, "They eat this too?"

"Yes!" Zhou Jiajia nodded. "As far as I know, besides my uncle's family eating it occasionally, the Chen family also uses this oil."

Xia An understood; it seemed she would need to change Chen Zhiyi's oil supply soon.

He shook his head and said, "Let's change the oil. This kind of oil is harmful to your health if you eat it often, and it can even make you infertile."

Zhou Jiajia's eyes widened suddenly. "Xia Zhiqing, are you telling the truth?"

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