The poor girl from the 1970s was forced to kiss by the damp educated youth.

Yesterday, Xi Lang gave Chen Zhi two sets of clothes, one in fuchsia and the other in light blue. She preferred the light blue one, but thinking about her wedding today, Chen Zhi was torn about whether she should wear the fuchsia one, since red is more festive.

"Chen Zhi!"

Xi Lang's voice rang out from outside the door.

"Um?"

Chen Zhi walked quickly toward the door, unaware that she was still holding clothes in her hand.

Xi Lang looked at the clothes in her hand, raising an eyebrow slightly. "Haven't decided yet?"

Chen Zhi nodded, hesitant. "What do you think?"

"This set." Xi Lang handed over the package in his hand.

Chen Zhi was taken aback. "There's more?"

"Yes. I was in a rush, so I bought this." Xi Lang doesn't care much about these things, but he wanted to give her the best. The wedding was rushed, and he felt he had to make do with what she had.

The package contained a pair of black trousers and a bright red Peter Pan collar short-sleeved shirt. The trousers were made of smooth, soft fabric, and the short-sleeved shirt was made of breathable, cool cotton yarn with a wavy collar. Chen Zhi had never seen clothes like this before and was surprised to discover that clothes could be made so beautifully.

The bright red color accentuated her pretty little face, making her even more charming and beautiful, like a peach blossom.

"Is it done?"

Xi Lang was still outside the door, not having left.

Chen Zhi tugged at the hem of her clothes and took small steps out. She glanced quickly at Xi Lang, then lowered her head, her ears turning slightly red.

Xi Lang's breath hitched, and his voice was slightly hoarse. "Let me comb your hair."

Xi Lang pulled a wooden comb from his pocket, then took out a red hair accessory. Chen Zhi looked at him in surprise, "You even prepared this?"

"Hmm. This is all we have. We'll give you something better later."

"This is already very beautiful, are there any better ones?"

"some."

In the days that followed, Xi Lang, who had little material desire, would bring Chen Zhi a share of anything good he saw.

Chen Zhi thought that Xi Lang, being a man, shouldn't know how to comb hair, but to her surprise, Xi Lang was unhurried, his slender fingers running through her hair, making her scalp tingle with pleasure.

He didn't hurt her.

Chen Zhi didn't have eyes in the back of her head, so she didn't see how focused Xi Lang was at that moment, so focused that he was almost devout.

The two of them combed their hair as if no one else was around, and the once lively courtyard gradually quieted down as everyone's attention was drawn to the man and woman under the eaves.

"They're a perfect couple," Zhao Jinbao remarked.

Yang Wenyu didn't want to admit it, but he couldn't refute it either: "It looks good."

Not only was Chen Zhi handsome, but Xi Lang was too. His attire today was different from usual; he wore dress pants and a shirt, giving him a somewhat fashionable look. The sinister aura around him had also dissipated, and upon closer inspection, he was actually quite handsome, almost on par with Li Zhou'an, possessing a sharp and compelling kind of good looks.

Li Zhou'an pursed his lips. He didn't think it looked good; he just found it irritating.

"Xi Lang can even do his hair up!" Zhu Yuan exclaimed in surprise.

Zhao Yiqing was also surprised, "It looks quite nice."

She couldn't help but feel jealous of Chen Zhi, a man who was willing to style a woman's hair.

Nowadays, newlyweds don't need to worship their ancestors; they can simply recite a vow in front of everyone.

There was originally a prank activity for the newlyweds, but the people present weren't very familiar with the two newcomers and felt embarrassed to do so. Besides, Xi Lang's aura was too strong, so no one dared to cause trouble.

Xi Lang escorted Chen Zhi back inside and brought her food inside as well.

Who would have thought that Chen Zhi hadn't eaten anything since morning, and was now starving.

Xi Lang sighed. Fortunately, he had managed to get her out of that house.

"You eat first, and I'll get you more if you need more."

"That's enough. Did you cook all this food?"

"Well, they're not very good at cooking, so I'm the head chef." Since Xi Lang didn't have any of the village's chefs to help him, he was the best cook among those present, so he had to cook by himself.

After delivering food to Chen Zhi, Xi Lang also arranged for the wedding party to have a meal. After they finished eating, he saw them off, and the educated youth and Chen Peng stayed behind to help Xi Lang clean up the dishes.

Xi Lang divided the leftovers into portions and had the educated youth and Chen Peng take them back.

"There's still a lot of pork and fish, are you giving it all to us?" Zhao Jinbao asked in surprise.

"Well, as long as you don't mind." The house was greasy everywhere, which made Xi Lang uncomfortable.

"Not at all, not at all." Zhao Jinbao smiled obsequiously. Some of the meat and fish had never been touched by anyone; only a fool would complain.

Chen Peng and his three companions were somewhat surprised, not expecting that they would also receive a share. The food was served in banana leaves, and there was quite a bit of meat inside, with each serving weighing four or five pounds.

Xi Lang is so generous!

The fact that Xi Lang is so generous shows that he is not short of money.

The group realized they had underestimated Xi Lang.

Several female educated youths present were filled with regret. If they had known that Xi Lang's family was so well-off, they would have pursued him themselves instead of giving Chen Zhi a chance.

It's too late to say anything now. The fact that Xi Lang was willing to commit suicide for Chen Zhi shows how much he loved her. They have no chance now.

After everyone left, Xi Lang fetched water and washed the area in front of the house, cleaning the bluestone slabs on the ground until they were spotless. When he returned to the house, he found Chen Zhi lying on the bed, asleep.

Her porcelain-white face was pressed against his pillow, distorted and chubby. Xi Lang's heart melted. Although it happened a year earlier than he had expected, the result was good.

He can only feel at ease when people are on his territory.

Xi Lang sat by the bed for a while, then got up and went outside. He started kneading dough, chopping filling, rolling out dough, and making dumplings.

Chen Zhi hadn't slept well for several nights in a row. Sitting on Xi Lang's bed, smelling the faint scent of sandalwood, she drifted off to sleep without realizing it. When she woke up, the sun had already set, and it was quiet outside, with only a familiar figure standing there.

"Have you slept enough?" Xi Lang asked without turning his head.

Chen Zhi hummed in agreement, her face slightly flushed. "Has everyone left?"

"Yes, it'll be over this afternoon. Are you hungry? I'll cook you some dumplings," Xi Lang said.

Chen Zhi had never eaten dumplings before. She went to the stove and looked at the things in the wooden basin. They were small, and could be eaten in a bite or two. She asked curiously, "This is a dumpling?"

Xi Lang: "Yes, that's it."

Chen Zhi: "They're all made from flour and fillings, what's the difference?"

Xi Lang thought about it carefully, "It's like pork, there are many ways to cook it, and the taste is different depending on the method. Once it's cooked, you'll know the difference after you eat it."

While Xi Lang was cooking dumplings, Chen Zhi was setting out chairs and bowls. She sat at the table, looking at the sunset glow in the west. Such a scene happened every day, but she only found it beautiful today.

She won't have to go back to the Chen family anymore, how wonderful.

As the sunset painted the sky, Chen Zhi's eyes welled up with tears.

Xi Lang came over carrying two plates of dumplings. Seeing her slightly red eyes, he frowned. "Sad?"

Chen Zhi shook her head. "Happy."

She laughed. "I've never felt so relaxed before."

The dumplings were delicious. Chen Zhi ate twenty, and Xi Lang also ate twenty.

"I'll go boil some water for you to take a bath." Xi Lang suddenly realized a problem: there was no place to bathe here. In the past, he would just rinse off with cold water from the water tank after dark. But Chen Zhi wasn't a girl, so she obviously couldn't bathe like that.

Chen Zhi also thought of this problem, "I can just wipe the room with water."

"I'll build you a place to shower in a couple of days." Not just a place to shower, but also a toilet; we can't let her run that far every time.

Thinking about this, Xi Lang felt even more strongly that he had to get the bricks and cement; it seemed that tonight's matter had to succeed.

Chen Zhi glanced around. "Where should we set it up?"

Xi Lang pointed to the open space to the west, "There it is."

He pointed to the small slope to the east and said, "I plan to hollow this out and build two or three houses."

Chen Zhi looked at the small slope and thought it was feasible. "Will the brigade agree?"

Xi Lang: "I asked the Party Secretary and the Brigade Leader, and they agreed. Also, this land here is low-lying and full of rocks. I plan to fill it up with soil and use it to grow vegetables."

Chen Zhi was unsure, "How much soil would that require?"

"The soil on the small slope isn't enough, we can just dig a little higher, it's not a big problem. It's just that fetching water is quite a distance, so how about we dig a well?" Xi Lang thought about it more and more and felt that digging a well was feasible. San Dong Village didn't lack water, so the well didn't need to be dug too deep, about six meters would be enough.

Chen Zhi also thought having a well would be convenient, but then she wondered, "Do we still have any money?"

Xi Lang didn't say anything, but took out a bankbook and gave it to her. "Besides what's in the bankbook, there's also more than two thousand in cash."

Chen Zhi: "......."

She had never heard of anyone having money measured in thousands.

She wondered if she had misheard. The next second, she opened the passbook and saw the number. Her eyes widened, and she counted the number five times.

What's a five-digit number again?

She suddenly couldn't do arithmetic anymore.

Xi Lang sighed. This was nothing. The real value wasn't the passbook or the cash, but what was inside his Qiankun sleeve.

Furthermore, the rare and precious herbs and the black dragon's inner core that he fed her could not be bought even for tens of thousands of taels of gold, let alone tens of thousands of dollars.

If she knew she had eaten something so precious, the expression on her little face would definitely be priceless.

Chen Zhi asked Xi Lang to put the passbook away, then went to pour herself a glass of water. After a while, she calmed down.

"Logically speaking, with so much money, you shouldn't be going to the countryside." That money could buy several jobs.

Xi Lang's answer was simple and unpretentious: "I like life in the countryside."

Chen Zhi chuckled twice, unable to understand, and could only respond with a smile. In this day and age, who wouldn't want to be a worker, have access to government-subsidized grain rations, and enjoy rural life? This was the first time she'd ever met someone like this.

Xi Lang knew Chen Zhi didn't believe him, so he didn't explain further and changed the subject, "I have to go out for a bit. Lock the door and go to sleep first."

Chen Zhi was stunned. Today was their wedding day, and he was going out tonight? Where was he going? How long was he going? Why tonight? Couldn't he go tomorrow night or the night after?

She had a lot of questions she wanted to ask, but couldn't get them out.

Xi Lang could tell what she was thinking from her constantly changing expression, so he explained, "I'm going to take care of something. The appointment is tonight. I'll be right back. If you're scared, just lock the door from the inside."

Chen Zhi nodded, but she still felt disappointed.