Springtime Farming: A Happy Wife At Home Chapter 1109: Warily sized up Qiao Xuan

Chapter 1109: Warily sized up Qiao Xuan
Editor: Henyee Translations
“Let’s go, I’ll take you to wash your hands,” Qiao Xuan suggested.
“Yeah, that’s all,” the young man replied.
Not far from their location, there was a stream with crystal-clear water, allowing one to see the bottom. It was exceptionally clean.
Qiao Xuan guided him to wash his hands in the stream. She took out a handkerchief, wrung it out, and handed it to him to wipe his face.
Then, when the young man wasn’t paying attention, she discreetly retrieved a water bag from her belongings and passed it to him. “Drink this.”
“Thank you, sister!” The young man displayed good manners as he graciously accepted the water bag, a silly smile adorning his face. He opened it slowly and began to gulp down the water.
Although he drank without hesitation, his demeanor remained elegant and composed.
A person’s upbringing was deeply ingrained in their character, and it couldn’t be easily concealed.
Qiao Xuan formed a favorable impression of him. She retrieved a bunch of jujubes from her belongings and handed them to him. “Here, taste these jujubes. They are incredibly sweet!”
After returning home, they had planted jujube trees in her space, cutting off a branch full of fruits. The originally egg-sized fruit tree had now grown to the size of a fist. She hadn’t plucked the dates from the tree yet, but they tasted much better than those found outside.
Since arriving in the capital, she had also planted apple trees, pear trees, persimmons, and grapes in her space. However, they hadn’t borne fruit yet. Hopefully, they would be ready by next year.
“Thank you, sister!” The young man didn’t inquire about the source of the dates but expressed his gratitude politely before happily indulging in them. His eyes gleamed with delight. “These dates you gave me are incredibly sweet and delicious!”
Qiao Xuan chuckled. “Eat as many as you want!”
This young man was quite skilled in conversation.
The two of them returned to the tree and settled down.
As they ate, the young man and Qiao Xuan grew more acquainted with each other. He continuously requested her to play with him.
Feeling a bit overwhelmed, Qiao Xuan had no interest in watching insects or picking flowers and grass. She suggested, “How about plucking some grass? I can weave a grasshopper for you, alright?”
In the countryside, there wasn’t much entertainment for children, but many people knew how to weave grasshoppers, dragonflies, and other creations. Qi was particularly skilled at it, even teaching Qiao Xuan how to weave straw hats and frogs in the past.
The young man showed great enthusiasm, nodding eagerly as he went to gather the weeds.
“Lord Heir-Son, we’ve been searching for you!”
Before the young man returned with the weeds, a group of people emerged from one of the nearby forest paths. One of the pageboys spotted them and shouted, rushing towards them.
Several guards followed closely behind.
“Lord Heir-Son…” Qiao Xuan was taken aback and decided to stay where she was.
This Lord Heir-Son seemed to have a simple mind, so he should be fine.
Lord Heir-Son appeared delighted to see them and waved in their direction. “Tuan, Uncle Jiang, you’re here!”
“Oh my goodness, I haven’t seen you in so long, you had me worried!” Tuan approached Lord Heir-Son, anxiously examining him. “Are you alright? Did you injure yourself? Do you feel any discomfort?”
“I’m fine now, but this sister saved me!” Lord Heir-Son beamed, glancing at Qiao Xuan.
Tuan and Uncle Jiang warily observed Qiao Xuan.
Uncle Jiang took a step forward and expressed his gratitude, saying, “How did you save Lord Heir-Son? And why are you here alone?”