Xia Dabao laughed, "You don't need to cut it, just go take a look, Axian is going too, and then... you can stroll by the river, or keep an eye on Axian, don't let him get too close to the water."
"Okay!" Long Aixi replied.
Village life was ultimately refreshing and allowed for free movement, and Long Aixi
not only followed Xia Dabao in cutting fish grass but also tried to help Ye Ge and Nan Feng turn the soil in the fields and spar with Ye Ge. Ye Ge would patiently teach him some more impressive techniques, so Long Aixi's feelings of loss were quickly filled by the mundane life here.
...
In the fields.
Axiang was turning the soil.
The widow Chen was still angry with her for not going to Xia Dabao's house to ask for some things.
Axiang had always been timid and introverted, too shy to face such a situation. If she really went, Xia Dabao would surely look down on her, thinking she was just greedy, so she adamantly refused to go.
