Chapter 64: Chapter 64: Just Wait to Drink the Northwest Wind_1 Chapter 64: Chapter 64: Just Wait to Drink the Northwest Wind_1 She paused, An Jing’s expression growing even more earnest, “Xiao Changyi, I, An Jing, have never treated you like an outsider.”
She paused again, “Coming here, maybe it was just to meet you.”
Xiao Changyi was clearly delighted by her words, the corners of his normally cool lips turning up again.
“It’s good you’ve never treated me like an outsider,” he said.
“Silly,” An Jing laughed and scolded, burying her head again and tightening her grip around his waist, she muttered, “How can you be so good?”
Seizing the moment, Xiao Changyi said, “Then never leave me for the rest of your life.”
An Jing laughed, “Didn’t you say ‘wherever I am, you are there too’? How can I leave? You’ll definitely follow me wherever I go.”
An Jing pressed her ear against his chest, his heartbeat as fast as hers, wickedly fast. Her smile grew involuntarily wider and wider as she said, “Xiao Changyi, my world is much more advanced than yours, this world of yours is too backward. I’ll tell you more slowly in the future, will you listen?”
His response was simple, but it filled An Jingxin’s heart to the brim, and it was as sweet as anything could be.
After embracing for a while longer, An Jing then said, “Let’s go put the fry in the fields.”
Then, Xiao Changyi carried An Jing on his back, and An Jing carried the fish fry, together they went to the fields.
The water in the paddy field was shallow, only suitable for raising fish suited for shallow waters—grass carp, carp, and crucian carp.
All twenty pounds of fish fry were released into the one-acre paddy field before them.
“When the rice is harvested and matured, we can catch these fish. They can only grow to about half a pound each, they won’t get too big, because by then the rice will have been harvested and there won’t be much for them to eat.” At this moment, as other people also came to check on the fields, not wanting to reveal her strangeness, An Jing spoke in a low voice to Xiao Changyi.
Xiao Changyi simply responded with a soft “Hmm.”
The people who came to check on the fields indeed did not hear the conversation between An Jing and Xiao Changyi, but they saw Xiao Changyi releasing some small fish into the fields, and even if they disliked An Jing and Xiao Changyi, they still immediately gathered around out of curiosity.
An outspoken old grandma couldn’t resist exclaiming, “So many little fish, you could probably make several bowls of soup, and instead of eating them, you go and dump them in the field, aren’t you afraid the fish will ruin the rice? It’s like you don’t care about your crops at all!”
Releasing fish into rice fields was indeed a strange thing in an era where no one raised fish in fields, but An Jing had no intention of letting anyone other than Xiao Changyi know she was not from this world. Therefore, on the way to the field, An Jing had already thought of an excuse.
An Jing replied with a smile, “My Changyi feels sorry that I’ve never eaten fish before, so he specifically bought all these fry to raise for me. As you know, our family doesn’t have a fish pond, so we can only raise them in the fields.”
The women who were watching were green with envy, jealousy, and resentment—how could Lin Anjing, who couldn’t bear children, marry a husband who doted on her so much!
The men who were watching snorted in disbelief, thinking Xiao Changyi was being recklessly extravagant no matter how much he adored his wife, An Jing—earning a single coin was so hard!
“You can’t keep fish alive in the fields. Not to mention keeping the fish, you might ruin the rice and end up with nothing to harvest and find yourself having to drink the northwest wind,” some men jeered.
“Unprecedented, it’s simply preposterous!” an old man was so angry he puffed up his beard and glared. He’d toiled with the earth under the heavens all his life and had never seen anyone treat their fields and crops with such disregard!