He tricked his amnesiac partner into becoming crippled.

Chapter 113 The Educated Youth: Her Radiant Beauty

"Why are you here."

Wen Yan asked while wiping away her tears, her voice indeed very hoarse, and she didn't look at him.

"This is where I work."

Shen Que walked over in a few steps, showing no awareness of avoiding suspicion, and stared at Wen Yan's red and swollen eyes for a long time.

Wen Yan was taken aback by his words, as she had assumed she was the only one working there.

Then she turned and looked behind Shen Que.

"There's no one else here. I've always been the only one here."

Shen Que seemed to understand what she meant, and casually explained, then picked up the hoe and quickly got the hang of it.

There's a difference between a novice and a veteran; Shen Que caught up with the small patch of land that she had dug for a long time in just a few strokes of his hoe.

Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief after realizing that no one else was around.

She was prone to crying, but she didn't like to cry in front of others. Shen Que had already seen her cry twice, and she couldn't let anyone else see her cry anymore.

Seeing that Shen Que had already dug much more than her, she also picked up a hoe and started digging. However, there were many stones in that area, and she couldn't dig through even after several attempts.

The hoe struck the stone, leaving white scratches, and the recoil made her lose her grip on the hoe.

Shen Que kept a close eye on her, and seeing that she was having difficulty digging, he simply stopped digging and turned to her, saying, "Go dig over there."

He casually pointed to a piece of land, and after speaking, he continued to bend over and dig. If Wen Yan hadn't seen him get up to look at her, she would have thought she was hallucinating.

Wen Yan looked in the direction he pointed, and saw a raised flat area closer to the river.

She had no objections, picked up a hoe and went over, but she realized something was wrong when she made the first dig.

This land is so easy to dig!

The soil was loose and soft, and you could dig up a big chunk of it, but it was a bit wet, sticky, and difficult to walk on.

Wen Yan cast a grateful glance at Shen Que, who was not far away, and said sincerely, "Thank you."

"Ah."

Shen Que's tone remained indifferent, and his face showed little expression. After giving a soft "hmm," he began digging much faster.

By the third time they met, Wen Yan had a general idea of ​​his personality. She knew he was cold on the outside but kind on the inside, so she stopped talking and focused on digging.

Shen Que, who just threatened someone yesterday: ...

The brief silence was broken almost immediately.

However, the one who broke it wasn't Wen Yan, but Shen Que.

Why are you working here?

Wen Yan wiped the sweat from her face, looked up at him, and pointed to herself: "Are you asking me?"

She regretted asking the question as soon as she did. What a stupid question! There were only the two of them there, so who else should she ask?

"Ah."

Fortunately, Shen Que didn't look down on her and just casually responded.

“I didn’t want to work with Ma Taojie and the others harvesting peanuts, so I told Captain Wang that I wanted to work somewhere else, and Captain Wang told me to come here.”

Shen Que nodded, indicating that he understood, as if he had just randomly chosen a topic and didn't care whether he answered or not.

Seeing how diligently he was digging, Wen Yan couldn't be lazy herself, so she could only dig diligently as well.

The sun was high in the sky, and the scorching sun made the ground even hotter. Wen Yan's forehead was covered in sweat, which almost blurred her vision. She could only dig in and wipe it away every now and then.

She looked up at Shen Que, who had been dug far away, and resignedly picked up the hoe and mechanically swung it back and forth, like an emotionless digging machine.

Shen Que looked up at the sun; it was noon.

He turned to look at Wen Yan, who was far behind him, and walked up to her, saying, "It's noon, take a break before you start digging."

Wen Yan looked up, and the sweat on her forehead dripped down like silk. She wiped it with her sleeve.

"okay."

She put down the hoe; her palms were red and swollen, with several white blisters that were excruciatingly painful to the touch.

Wen Yan went to the river and soaked in the water, which relieved the pain a lot. She stared blankly at her reflection in the river, lost in thought.

Another shadow appeared beside the clear river, her reflection scattered by ripples.

Wen Yan turned her head and noticed that Shen Que was also washing, a little downstream from her.

The cool river water splashed on his face, tracing down his angular profile and disappearing into the muscular, yet understated, muscles beneath his jacket.

His bangs had grown a little long, which he pulled back behind his head. Playful water droplets mixed with sweat trickled down behind his ears, passing by the alluring red mole on his left neck.

The overwhelming masculine aura is sexy and unrestrained.

"What are you looking at?"

Her gaze was so obvious that it was hard for Shen Que not to notice. His Adam's apple bobbed for a moment as he turned his head to look into her watery eyes.

My eyes are finally no longer red.

Wen Yan likes to look people in the eye when she speaks, as she considers it a basic form of social politeness.

But being looked at by Shen Que at this moment, she felt a sense of embarrassment and panic, and just wanted to avoid his gaze.

After all, it's really embarrassing to be caught peeping at someone.

"No, I didn't see anything."

She avoided his deep, piercing gaze and stammered.

Shen Que's eyes darkened, and he inadvertently glanced at her pink ears. After looking away, he nodded slightly, not knowing whether she had noticed.

The large mulberry tree cast a shadow that perfectly covered the two of them.

The willows on the opposite bank were only a foot away from the river surface. As if a gentle breeze was blowing, the slender willow branches had to sway gently in the direction of the wind.

He could smell a faint fragrance, which mingled with the summer breeze and brushed past his nose several times.

Why don't you want to work with Ma Taojie and the others?

Shen Que's abrupt voice broke the temporary silence.

She didn't expect him to suddenly continue the previous topic, but when she heard Ma Taojie's name, she subconsciously resisted, her face changed, and she felt a little embarrassed.

Wen Yan's lips moved, and she hesitated for a long time before saying, "He and several male educated youths always stole glances at me... their eyes were very lewd and dirty... I felt that they had ill intentions."

Her eyes flickered for a few moments, her nose stung, and the wind made her eyes feel uncomfortable.

She looked down at her reflection, which was blurry and indistinct.

As expected, men understand men best. As soon as she said it, Shen Li understood immediately. His eyes turned sinister in an instant, and his handsome face turned as black as water.

"Then don't talk to them. You can come back here tomorrow."

Wen Yan was somewhat surprised. She hadn't expected him to say that, because she had privately approached Captain Wang and the others several times, saying she didn't want to work with Ma Taojie and the others.

Captain Wang advised her to be patient, since she shouldn't make things difficult for herself. Besides, they were just observing and hadn't actually done anything. He also advised her to think more positively.

Wen Yan is disgusting and I don't want to put up with her.

She assumed Shen Que was the same way, since, as they said, it was just a look, it wouldn't hurt him.

She turned her face away, and a tear fell into the river. She sniffed; this was the third time. She hadn't intended to cry.

Rain began to fall on the river, each drop a tear of hers.

Something was handed to her, but Wen Yan's eyes were misty, and she couldn't see it clearly.

She thought it was a handkerchief or something, and instinctively took it, only to find it was heavy.

She wiped away her tears and looked closely. It was a metal lunchbox, which had been thoughtfully opened to reveal a large bowl of white rice topped with tender and flavorful meat, and drizzled with meat sauce. It smelled delicious.

Wen Yan stared blankly at the lunchbox for a moment, then at Shen Que who handed it to her.

She's crying. Shouldn't a normal person hand her a handkerchief, or at the very least offer a few words of comfort?

Why is it that when it comes to him, they just hand him the food?

Shen Que raised the lunchbox in his hand, gesturing for her to take it.

Wen Yan accepted it in a daze. The fragrant aroma of meat wafted into her nose, and the plump, round grains of white rice made her mouth water.

How long has it been since she had a meal like this?

It seems like I haven't eaten this since I went to the countryside. Every day it's either bland rice water where you can count the grains of rice or cornbread that's so dry it's choking.

"For me?"

Wen Yan asked him uncertainly.

"Mm." Shen Que responded, broke off a bamboo strip of suitable thickness to use as chopsticks, washed them, and handed them to her.

Wen Yan was very hungry and didn't have time to go back for lunch, so she really wanted to eat this bowl of rice.

But when she glanced at the tall Shen Que, she realized that if she ate him, she would be gone.

"I'm not hungry, you can eat."

But my stomach growled at the most inopportune moment.

The atmosphere became awkward for a moment, at least that's how Wen Yan felt.

Shen Que pretended not to hear and coldly said, "You eat."

After pausing for a few seconds, she took a flatbread from the basket she was carrying. "I'll eat this."

Wen Yan wanted to decline, but after glancing at his face, which looked very intimidating, she silently picked up her chopsticks and started eating.