C161 (1/2)

The water in the early spring was still very cold. It was really inappropriate to use it to wash one's hair, but the Xiaowan would still use ice and snow to melt the water.

She sat by the river, untied her black hair, and used the flowing river to wash. The water was not as cold as she had imagined, and she could still endure it.

The last time, they were caught red-handed by their father on the spot. Under Aunt Wang's pleading, they were unable to capture them to dry for three days. Why was it that before long, they got into trouble again?

Xiaowan sighed. Suddenly, she heard the sound of footsteps on the water in the distance.

Halfway through, the horse was thirsty, hence he led it to the water's edge to drink. When he walked closer to the river bank, he realized that a young lady was washing her hair.

Ling Chaofeng immediately pulled the horse out of the water, not wanting to let the girl dirty the water, but he was curious, it was still so cold in March, how could he use the water to wash his hair?

Naturally, he wouldn't meddle. He pulled the horse by the reins and wanted to take it downstream for a drink of water.

However, the Xiaowan was afraid that the people in the village would see it, or perhaps there was some other trouble, after drying her hair, she wanted to leave quickly, but instead, she stepped on the slippery moss and fell down onto a big horse.

”Miss!” Seeing that, Ling Chaofeng immediately jumped over the river and helped Xiaowan up. When he held onto Xiaowan's arm, his heart trembled, he was so skinny, so skinny that it was practically skin and bones.

”I'm fine, thank you …” Xiaowan stood there in a sorry state, her entire body was drenched, this time was bad, she raised her head, wanting to thank the people in front of her, but when she saw Ling Chaofeng's face, she was stunned.

She had lived for almost eighteen years, but she had never seen such a handsome man. He was tall and slender, tall and straight, neither too tall nor too thin.

How could she describe the face of this man? She had never read any books and could not use beautiful words. She was just too good-looking.

Xiaowan suddenly realized that she was staring at her impolitely, and quickly lowered her gaze, ”Many thanks, Young Master.”

In Ling Chaofeng's eyes, the frail and weak girl, with a pale face, was similarly an attractive face. He never thought that in this small village, there would actually be such a beautiful woman.

The girl might be a little poor. Her clothes were worn and tattered, and her arms were exposed. Why was there a whip mark on her arm?

Xiaowan tried her best to wring out her clothes, but it was all in vain. The sky was still very cold, it would take at least half a day for him to cover it all with her hands.

If she went home wet like this, she would definitely be beaten and scolded by her stepmother. Although her stepmother never gave her good clothes to wear, she would still say that she did not cherish things.

”If I do this, I'll catch a cold.” Ling Chaofeng said, ”You must immediately take off your clothes, dry yourself, and use a torch to dry your clothes.”

Xiaowan shook his head and laughed: ”Just dry it under the sun. It's fine.”

However, Ling Chaofeng said: ”It's all my fault that my horse scared you. Lady, I …”

But Xiaowan had already carried her bamboo shoot, bowed to Ling Chaofeng and said goodbye, then turned and left.

seemed to have met this back before. Was it the person who bought the candied flakes for Little Pei in the New Year's Day bazaar?

”Miss …” Ling Chaofeng chased after him.

”Yes, is there anything else?” Xiaowan turned around with a shaky look as if she was shy. Her heart trembled when she heard such a handsome man talk to her.

”May I ask if the young lady bought a candied fruits for a child of such a young age in the New Year's Day Baisha Town market?” Ling Chaofeng asked.

”That's right …” Xiaowan nodded and looked at Ling Chaofeng. Could it be his child?

”That's my son, he's caused trouble for the girl.” Ling Chaofeng bowed and said, ”Thank you, Miss.”

Xiaowan was speechless, and a little disappointed.

Sure enough, such a beautiful fat child must have a handsome father, and his mother must also be a great beauty.

She was dazed for a moment. What was she thinking? What did it have to do with her?

”I should go.” The Xiaowan smiled and turned to leave.

Ling Chaofeng stood by the river and waited for her to turn and enter the village before mounting his horse and returning to the inn. He sped along the way, but he couldn't get a glimpse of Xiaowan's face.

Xiaowan returned to the village and peeked her head out of the door. When she saw Wen Bao from afar waving his schoolbag back, she immediately ran over to talk to her brother, and the two of them went back home.

Fortunately, Uncle Wang had already left. Madam Xu walked out with her hair tied up, her face glowing. She gently asked his son if he had studied hard today, and if he was hungry.

Seeing that Xiaowan had returned with a big basket of bamboo shoots, she was satisfied and could not be bothered with her. She sent her to start a fire to boil some water, she wanted to prepare food for her son.

Xiaowan did have the chance to roast the clothes on her body dry, but when she stared at the flames, she could actually see the face of a man.