Old Man Zhao, the legendary healer of Xinghua Village!

"My dear wife, let's do it again."

Zhao Dazhu said excitedly, and before he finished speaking, he pressed down on Li Yujiao again.

The sun rose slowly.

A rooster from who-knows-who was crowing loudly finally woke Zhao Dazhu and Li Yujiao from their sleep.

Li Yujiao didn't want to get dressed in front of Zhao Dazhu, so she urged Zhao Dazhu to get up first.

Zhao Dazhu kept pestering Li Yujiao to call him husband, and Li Yujiao had no choice but to comply, calling him that several times.

Zhao Dazhu finally crawled out of bed, satisfied, and got dressed and out of bed, looking refreshed.

This morning, Zhao Dazhu still had something to do—watering the fields.

So after finishing his breakfast, he rushed to the village supermarket and spent more than 20 yuan to buy Li Yujiao a pair of light gray cotton slippers.

After returning home, Zhao Dazhu picked up a shovel, left the house, and strode towards the farmland.

But when they arrived at the fields, Zhao Dazhu looked troubled.

Because Wang Caixia was also watering the plants.

Wang Caixia's farmland is right next to Zhao Dazhu's; she grows cucumbers there.

At this moment, Wang Caixia was holding a shovel, sweating profusely as she turned over mud to block the water. Her white dress with red flowers was covered in mud, and her rain boots were also covered in mud, making her look quite disheveled.

Zhao Dazhu then said, "Little sister, you're watering the fields too?"

"yes."

Wang Caixia wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked up at Zhao Dazhu.

Seeing that Zhao Dazhu was also carrying a shovel, Wang Caixia asked, "Old Zhao, are you watering the fields too? Sorry, I arrived early, so I'll water first. You can water yours after I'm done..."

"It's alright, it's alright, I'm not in a hurry," Zhao Dazhu said, completely against his will.

He had originally planned to finish early and go home to spend time with Li Yujiao.

But now it seems we definitely won't be able to get back before noon.

But there was nothing he could do; Wang Caixia had indeed arrived earlier than him, so he could only let her use the water first.

Wang Caixia started turning over the mud with a shovel again, but the force of the water flow was too strong, and she had been busy for a while but still couldn't get the water into the correct ditch.

Moreover, the murky water flowed everywhere, even reaching Wang Caixia's feet.

With Zhao Dazhu watching from the side, Wang Caixia became even more anxious, and her flustered and clumsy appearance was hilarious.

Zhao Dazhu couldn't bear to watch any longer, so he said, "Caixia, how about I help you?"

"No, no, how can I let you help me? We're not related at all, what kind of talk is it for you to do my work?" Wang Caixia shook her head repeatedly.

"But you're being way too slow," Zhao Dazhu couldn't help but say.

"It'll be ready soon, it'll be ready soon."

Wang Caixia said that it took a lot of effort to finally block the water into the correct ditch.

So the turbid water flowed along the ditch into Wang Caixia's farmland, nourishing the cucumber seedlings on both sides of the ditch.

Wang Caixia finally had a chance to catch her breath.

She straightened up, took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, then gripped the shovel with one hand and raised the other to wipe the sweat from her forehead.

"Are you tired?" Zhao Dazhu asked with a smile.

"I'm so tired, I'm definitely exhausted. I feel like my back is about to break," Wang Caixia said, panting.

Zhao Dazhu said, "You're working too hard. If you were planting wheat, you wouldn't have to work so hard."

"But growing grains doesn't make money. If we want to make money, we can only grow fruits and vegetables," Wang Caixia said helplessly.

"Is your daughter's schooling so expensive?" Zhao Dazhu asked curiously.

"Of course! My daughter attends Hongfeng Middle School, which costs more than 3,000 yuan per semester. Add to that living expenses, textbook fees, and other miscellaneous costs, and it comes to 6,000 yuan per semester, which is 12,000 yuan per year," Wang Caixia complained bitterly.

Zhao Dazhu was very curious.

Because Hongfeng Middle School is a well-known private middle school in Taohua County, the fees are indeed very high.

"Why don't you let your daughter attend a public school?" Zhao Dazhu asked.

"Can the teaching quality of public schools compare with that of private schools? I don't have the money to hire a tutor for my daughter, so it's better for her to attend a private school," Wang Caixia said.

"But you're working too hard," Zhao Dazhu said.

"What's it to me if I cry a little? No matter how hard it is, I have to think about my child's future," Wang Caixia said.

Although she was exhausted, Wang Caixia's face lit up with relief as she spoke, and her eyes shone brightly, as if they held hope for the future.

In the short time it took to speak, the water had flowed to the end of the ditch.

Wang Caixia then bent down again, took a shovel and turned over the mud to block the water into the ditch next to her.

Seeing Wang Caixia's disheveled appearance, wiping sweat as she busied herself, Zhao Dazhu felt a pang of sympathy. So he took two steps forward and said, "Come on, step aside, I'll help you!"

"No need, no need, I can manage on my own," Wang Caixia waved her hands repeatedly.

"Look at you, you're sweating buckets from exhaustion, what are you still being stubborn about?" Zhao Dazhu said.

"I really can..."

Wang Caixia had only spoken half of her sentence when she let out a scream and fell backward.

There was nothing she could do; her attempt to stop the water was so clumsy that water was flowing everywhere, turning the area into a muddy, slippery mess.

Fortunately, Zhao Dazhu was very close to Wang Caixia. He reached out and grabbed her arm, pulling her towards him and preventing her from falling into the mud and getting covered in mud.

But as a result, Wang Caixia suddenly fell into Zhao Dazhu's arms.

Zhao Dazhu didn't even bother to grab the shovel anymore; he threw it aside, grabbed Wang Caixia's arm with one hand, and wrapped his other arm around her waist.

"If it weren't for me, you would have rolled into the mud."

Zhao Dazhu said shamelessly.

"You...you let go of me first...there are people around..."

Wang Caixia blushed as she spoke, her voice low, as if afraid of being overheard by the villagers in the surrounding farmland.

Even with his thick skin, Zhao Dazhu couldn't keep holding onto Wang Caixia forever. So he helped Wang Caixia move back a little before finally letting go.

Even after she had stood still and separated from Zhao Dazhu, Wang Caixia was still incredibly embarrassed, her flushed cheeks looking as if blood would drip from them at any moment.