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

Xi Lang is fierce!

Chen Zhi was so upset that her eyes were brimming with tears. She had been so worried about him, but he scolded her as soon as he arrived.

"Brother, you're here!"

Shi Xin was both surprised and delighted to see Xi Lang suddenly appear. "It's so good that you're alright."

To his surprise, Xi Lang didn't even glance at him, still staring at Chen Zhi, and repeated, "Swallow it."

Chen Zhi could only force herself to swallow, nearly choking on it with a gulp. As soon as the substance entered her stomach, a strong burning sensation spread from her abdomen throughout her entire body.

Almost instantly, Chen Zhi's face turned from white to red, and then became increasingly red.

"Brother, what's wrong with your wife—"

"go back."

Xi Lang picked up Chen Zhi and hurried forward.

"Hey, little brother, are you going to walk back?" Shi Xin took two steps after chasing after him, then suddenly stopped, remembering that his little brother had "walked" back in the city before.

The rain was still falling. Shi Xin watched the tall figure walk into the rain, and almost in the blink of an eye, the figure disappeared.

"Why did they leave?" the machine factory worker asked.

Shi Xin: "My sister-in-law wasn't feeling well, so my brother took her home first."

"Um, now that they're gone, we won't be in any more danger, right?" He wanted to know if there were still any unclean things around.

"If you're still worried, we can continue our journey after we finish eating."

"What's your younger brother's name? What does he do?"

"Hey, comrade, why aren't you saying anything?"

"By the way, what about you? What's your name?"

"..."

Shi Xin ignored these people and kept walking forward. He wasn't worried at all about them digging into Xi Lang's identity. Now that the Four Olds were being destroyed and feudal superstitions were being eradicated, what happened here was destined to remain buried here and could not be mentioned to outsiders.

Chen Zhi didn't remember when or how she got back. When she opened her eyes, she was lying in bed and kept snuggling into Xi Lang's arms.

She was so hot, she felt like she was melting.

Xi Lang's body was ice-cold, like a block of ice.

Xi Lang looked down at her without saying a word, and brought a glass of water to her lips.

Chen Zhi drank three full glasses of water from his hand before stopping. "How did we get back? Are Brother Shi and the others safe?"

"Come back," Xi Lang said, selectively ignoring the latter question.

Chen Zhi fell asleep again.

Not long after, footsteps could be heard outside.

Xi Lang frowned, got out of bed, left the room, and closed the door.

The person who came was Li Zhou'an. "The captain asked me to check if you've returned."

"What is it?" Xi Lang asked impatiently.

Li Zhou'an shook his head. "It's nothing. You took two days off, and now that two days have passed, the team leader said that if you come back, you can go back to work tomorrow. I just came to deliver a message, and after that, I should go back too."

Li Zhou'an turned back to the educated youth settlement, a hint of doubt rising in his heart. He wondered if it was just his imagination, but he felt that Xi Lang seemed different today. Today, Xi Lang was colder, more oppressive, and more aloof.

As darkness fell, something else appeared in the shadows. Xi Lang took his sword and went out, then went back in, with only a little over an hour in between.

There's so much stuff coming this time.

Chen Zhi, in her sleep, seemed to smell blood. She twitched her nose, turned over, and went back to sleep.

When I woke up again, it was already morning, and Xi Lang was no longer in bed.

Before dawn, smoke was rising from the rooftops of every house. When Chen Zhi came out, Xi Lang was cooking, and everything seemed the same as usual.

But they are not quite the same.

The invisible frost around Xi Lang did not dissipate.

Chen Zhi washed up, secretly glancing at him out of the corner of her eye. He had sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, deep-set features, and sharp lines like a knife. When he wasn't smiling, he inexplicably gave people a sense of oppression and made it difficult to get close to him.

Chen Zhi used to think Li Zhou'an was good-looking, but now she thinks Xi Lang is more perfect, with every part just right and no flaws.

Chen Zhi became completely mesmerized by what she saw.

Suddenly, Xi Lang turned his head, and the two looked at each other. Chen Zhi panicked and stood up, saying, "I'll go feed the chickens."

Chen Zhi picked and chopped the vegetables, added rice bran and stirred them. After stirring evenly, he added the mixture to the feeding trough.

"Huh, there's blood in the feed trough?" Chen Zhi wondered, turning to look at the four hens. She picked them up and examined their bodies, but found no wounds.

"Xilang, why is there blood in this trough?" she asked.

Xi Lang paused for a moment, then resumed his normal actions. "I added raw meat to the trough yesterday."

Chen Zhi: "What kind of meat?"

The chickens are even getting meat!

Is it okay to eat that?

Xi Lang: "Some things came from the mountains last night."

"What kind of meat is that? Can't we humans eat it?" Chen Zhi admitted that she was being stingy. She hadn't had enough to eat herself, so why was she feeding it to the chickens?

Xi Lang: "The entrails of wild boar, mountain rat, rabbit, weasel, and several birds."

Chen Zhi's eyes widened. So many animals have come?

Breakfast was minced meat patties, thin pancakes filled with meat. Chen Zhi took a bite, and the rich aroma of meat wafted out—so delicious!

Chen Zhi's eyes sparkled. "What kind of meat is this? It smells so good!"

Xi Lang frowned slightly and said honestly, "I don't remember."

He ate too much meat last night, and this morning he just grabbed a random piece without paying attention to what it was.

"You're amazing! You made such delicious meat patties so easily." When Chen Zhi praises you, she stares at you with bright, genuine eyes.

Xi Lang's lips curled up slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Chen Zhi, however, felt that the coldness around him seemed to have subsided somewhat.

Today we need to loosen the soil and fertilize the crops.

Chen Zhi was wearing long sleeves and trousers, with a straw hat on. Under the sun, she felt like she was melting. If only Xi Lang were here with her; he was like a mobile icebox, radiating coldness.

"Chen Zhi, where have you been these past two days?" Liang Xiaoqiu asked.

Chen Zhi: "I went to visit relatives. Xiao Qiu, did it rain in our village the other day?"

Liang Xiaoqiu: "It rained a little, but it stopped quickly."

Chen Zhi thought that the rain on Qiweng Mountain must have been brought by the white dragon. The food that Xi Lang gave her that day must have been the white dragon's inner core. If the white dragon could bring rain, then Xi Lang, who defeated the white dragon, must be even more powerful.

"If it doesn't rain soon, the crops will wither and die," Liang Xiaoqiu said worriedly.

"If you're worried about the crops withering, shouldn't you fertilize at this time even less?" Fertilizer might burn the seedlings.

"While you were away these past two days, the brigade leader and the secretary decided to dig an irrigation canal to bring water from the mountains. All the able-bodied men in the village have been digging it. The land we're fertilizing now is low-lying, so we'll irrigate that area first," Liang Xiaoqiu explained. She then asked Chen Zhi, "Digging the canal earns twelve work points a day, it's tiring, you're busy from morning till night. Chen Zhi, how many work points does Xi Lang earn a day? Has he gone to dig the canal?"