Transmigration: Getting Rich with My Space and Supplies-Chapter 88 - 86: Wanting an elder brother’s pity, that’s impossible
Chapter 88: Chapter 86: Wanting an elder brother’s pity, that’s impossible
After the person was really taken away, the villagers became even more fearful of Qin Ye’s family... especially Rong Yan.
Who would want to mess with someone who could send you to the police station at the drop of a hat?
Hiding in the crowd, Qin Fugui was secretly relieved.
Damn it—He would never walk in front of that girl again.
How many days had it been? This little wench had already sent several people to the police station.
Luckily, he and his mother hadn’t clashed too badly with this wench, otherwise—he might have been taken in too.
No longer able to stay here, Qin Fugui decisively turned around and left.
It was terrifying indeed.
The crowd quickly dispersed.
Everyone went home for dinner.
The small courtyard grew quiet again.
Rong Yan gave Qin Yu a thumbs up, "Not bad, quite fast, and handled the matter neatly."
Normally, at this age, one would understand, but definitely not have the courage to report to the police station.
After all, she saw that many adults around here strongly avoided going to the police station.
The praised boy was slightly haughty, lifting his jaw slightly, "It’s just a small matter."
Qin Ye: ...
If you say you are not tired, you are really panting.
However, he had noticed something—that was since his wife had arrived, this boy seemed to have gained much more vitality.
His little sister too... within just these few days, her personality had become not as dull and timid as before.
She had also become livelier.
Her normally cautious and frightened eyes now had a sparkle.
Not only that—even he... his heart had undergone an earth-shattering transformation.
And all this was because of her.
Thinking of this, his gaze towards Rong Yan became softer... and carried an unwitting intensity.
Because his gaze was so focused and intense, it was difficult for Rong Yan to ignore.
She turned her head, "Why are you staring at me like that?"
Qin Ye hadn’t expected to be caught and pointed out so straightforwardly, especially in front of the other two, particularly since their gaze fell on him as well.
Slightly uncomfortable, yet still trying to appear calm.
Battling a racing heartbeat and the sudden heat on his earlobes,
He asked an irrelevant question, "Does your hand hurt?"
Rong Yan raised her hand, aside from some calluses, it wasn’t even red.
"...My hand is fine."
At that moment, Qin Yu couldn’t help but speak up, "Silly." Why use your hand instead of a shoe to hit someone?
Rong Yan was amused by the word he spat out, "Who are you calling silly?"
Qin Yu glanced around, then without hesitation pointed towards his big brother, "My big brother is silly."
Then he ran off to the kitchen.
Qin Ye’s face darkened: ...
This brat, has his nerve grown too fat?
Seeing her big brother’s dark expression, Qin Mei pursed her lips and smiled lightly, "I’ll help the second brother with cooking..."
She trotted away.
Suddenly, only Rong Yan and Qin Ye were left in the courtyard.
Their gazes met, carrying a hint of ambiguity, as if even the cold air had gained a bit of warmth.
Rong Yan broke the silence first, "You’ve been standing for so long, let’s go, you should lie down for a while."
Qin Ye’s heart raced again at those words.
His wife... was she really that concerned about his health?
No one had ever cared for him so deeply.
It felt like his heart was enveloped in honey.
"...Okay!"
Rong Yan, of course, had no idea that her casual words had stirred such a whirlwind of thoughts in his mind.
She heard Qin Ye speak again, "Let the two of them cook dinner! They’re not that young anymore, cooking and such... we shouldn’t be too pitying. We should let them do some work. It’s a bit cold outside, why don’t you go back inside and warm up?"
This was definitely the most he had ever said.
Rong Yan: ...
And Qin Yu in the small kitchen: ...?
Big brother, he’s not deaf, you know. If you don’t lower your voice, he can hear you.
Sitting inside doing nothing would be worse than going to the kitchen to help out.
So, after a moment of speechlessness, Rong Yan immediately said, "You go back inside, I’ll go help in the kitchen."
Without giving Qin Ye a chance to speak, she prepared to head to the small kitchen.
Just then, Qin Ye’s entire body shook, but the quick-reacting Rong Yan who had not yet left, steadied him.
"Are you alright?"
Qin Ye’s gaze fell on her worried eyes, and his heart warmed immensely.
"...It might be because I stood too long in the afternoon, my legs are a bit sore, I’m fine, I’ll just rest a moment... you don’t need to help me back inside."
Originally, Rong Yan hadn’t planned to help him back to the room, but his words... she couldn’t just leave him.
"What’s the use of pretending to be strong? If it hurts, just say so. I’ll help you back to the room now."
Qin Ye’s lips slightly curved upwards, "Then, okay!"
He leaned more weight on her due to the angle, bringing them closer together.
Rong Yan could carry him down a mountain; this little weight he was leaning on her now, she hardly felt at all.
It was just like they were conjoined twins, making it a bit difficult to walk.
Meanwhile, Rong Yan planned to check his condition more thoroughly once they were back inside.
Men of this era are mostly conservative, being so close to her in public... he must be in quite some pain.
So it was that Rong Yan, taking most of Qin Ye’s weight, helped him back to the room.
"You lie down, and I’ll check on you."
Qin Ye looked at her and nodded, "Okay."
He lay down on the bed, allowing her to examine him.
He just felt her hands gently probing around his body... the sweet shyness made his heart beat uncontrollably faster.
Rong Yan carefully felt the affected area and examined it for a while.
"It’s nothing serious, you might have just stood too long. Just be more careful next time, and try to limit standing until you’re fully healed."
It was just his heartbeat that was a bit fast, but fortunately, she checked his pulse and confirmed there were no problems with his heart.
Qin Ye nodded, "Okay, I’ll listen to you."
Having finished her tasks, Rong Yan, for the first time, found his voice quite pleasant.
Although it wasn’t like what people had described online as being able to get someone pregnant, it was indeed... quite captivating.
"...I’m going to check how they are doing with the cooking."
She said, ready to make her escape.
However, this time Qin Ye didn’t stop her, "Okay, but don’t do too much, let them handle it! A twelve-year-old can handle this kind of work, it’s good for them."
Rong Yan: ...
Is this a real brother?
She tried to remember herself at twelve in the modern era... Although she didn’t do household chores, she was surrounded by various studies, training, and private tutors.
Well, she hadn’t had it easy either.
