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The young man had a calm expression on his face as he responded to Zi Lao Er, "It's fine, just a small matter. Uncle Zi is nothing to worry about!"
Then, he tilted his head and raised an eyebrow at the somewhat distracted Ziyan, his eyes filled with teasing and even a hint of disdain.
Ziyan quickly snapped back to reality, her face tightening as she nearly spat out a mouthful of blood from embarrassment. She took a deep breath, feeling secretly resentful: This kid must think I'm some kind of infatuated fool!
While silently cursing herself and feeling flustered, she thought about how she was already a 23-year-old woman in that world. Yet here she was, losing composure in front of this sixteen or seventeen-year-old brat. This was truly humiliating!
Sobbing inwardly, Ziyan couldn't help but feel an urge to cry. In the end, she could only hang her head in shame and stare blankly at the ground.
But why did she feel that familiar sensation towards this kid? Ziyan questioned herself internally.
Facing Gu Yuxuan, who carried himself with self-satisfaction while imposing an air of aloofness, he looked like some kind of ascetic Male God.
Ziyan returned to her senses and connected with her original memories: ever since their father and son moved here over the years, Murakami's Zimei and Zitinghua—Ziyan's cousins—along with several other girls often belittled each other while trying to outdo one another.
Not for any other reason, but simply so that everyone—especially Gu Yuxuan—would think she was the most gentle and virtuous girl in the village.
Thus, those girls would occasionally make excuses to go into the Mountain Valley to gather pig grass or tend to cattle, even if it meant walking six or seven miles.
"Yuxuan, go bring out two stools for Uncle Zi and Sister Ziyan to rest," Uncle Gu's voice broke the tense atmosphere.
Gu Yuxuan let out a soft cold snort, glanced at Ziyan, and quickly returned to the storage room to bring out two small bamboo stools, placing them next to Ziyan and her father.
Zi Lao Er expressed his thanks and handed the coarse burlap sack in his hand to Gu Yuxuan.
"This remote place doesn't have anything valuable. I'll bring you some beef as a token of gratitude for Yuxuan's life-saving help to my daughter."
After saying this, Zi Lao Er cleared his throat twice and gestured for Ziyan to sit down together.
Ziyan noticed that her father's face was slightly flushed. After pondering for a moment, she understood her father's embarrassment.
It seemed that he felt a bit guilty for only being able to offer such a small amount of beef in return for such a great favor.
However, given their current situation at home, this little bit of beef was something her daughter had nearly risked her life to obtain!
Gu Chaoyang—the full name of Gu Yuxuan's father.
He squinted his large eyes, clearly understanding Zi Lao Er's predicament.
"It’s no trouble. In this vast mountain area, we are neighbors and share a bond between our families. I understand your family's situation well; there’s no need for you to worry about such trivial matters when we occasionally help each other out!"
"Mm-hmm."
With his old face reddening, Zi Lao Er gradually began to relax!
"You and Yuxuan are truly understanding! However, as the old saying goes, 'A drop of water shall be returned with a burst of spring.' In the days to come, this life-saving grace will not be forgotten by my daughter and me; we will repay it slowly."
The Gu Yuxuan family had moved to this village many years ago, but they were not very willing to interact much with the locals of Murakami. They did not rely on farming for a living and referred to themselves as professional hunters, usually keeping a low profile in the mountains.
While other villagers preferred living in the more accessible flatlands outside the mountains, the father and son deliberately chose to reside in the most secluded part of this mountain hollow because their dwelling was often visited by dangerous wild beasts. Usually, only one or two families without farmland and living in extreme poverty would occasionally venture into the mountains to hunt, but they only dared to roam around the outskirts.
As for the elderly, weak, women, and children, they never dared to venture even to the outskirts of the mountain. They feared encountering something bad that might harm them.
This situation made it so that a few young girls in the village, who secretly admired Gu Yuxuan's beauty and had feelings for him, felt somewhat out of reach.
They wanted to see Gu Young Master but did not dare to go up the mountain. Instead, they could only occasionally take the opportunity to dig wild vegetables or gather pig fodder to rush to Mountain Valley, lingering near Ziyan's house, hoping for a chance encounter with Gu Yuxuan!
This was also the farthest distance from the village, as this area was surrounded by mountains. Therefore, no one from the village had come here to cultivate the land before.
One reason was that people found it too far from the village; another was their fear of wild beasts in the area. Additionally, there were rumors that there were dirty things lurking in this forest.
Only after Zi Lao Er's family moved here did they tidy up a few plots of land in front of their house and along a nearby small river to grow a small amount of crops.
The surroundings were almost entirely overgrown with shrubs, and the forest covered several thousand acres, with traces of wild animals occasionally seen.
Ziyan's family also lived here because of the large number of people in Zi Lao Er's old home.
Zi Lao Er was also the least favored son in his family, so his father had sent him and his family to live in the farthest corner of the village, next to the great mountain, allowing them to fend for themselves.
This place was still about six or seven miles away from the nearest household in the village.
In an era where communication relied on shouting and transportation depended on walking, this truly was a good place for seclusion!
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