The people in the village are very simple. No one knows the relationship between Ye Jiaqi and Zhuo Yuanhang. They just think that there is another volunteer in the village, and he is quite handsome.

Zhuo Yuanhang chose a small house with a small courtyard outside where he could bask in the sun and look at the scenery.

The village is not big, and Zhuo Yuanhang's home is not far from Ye Jiaqi's home.

Sometimes he can hear little Yuzi crying when he is sitting in the yard. Most of the time, he is silent. He neither works as a teacher nor walks around at will. His favorite thing to do is to lie on a chair in the yard and have fun.

Sometimes I read a book, sometimes I close my eyes and bask in the sun.

The time seems to be very pleasant.

The way he spends his time is also very simple, reading, writing, and drawing.

It was also at this time that Ye Jiaqi accidentally discovered that his meticulous painting was extremely good.

She only discovered it accidentally, because she would not go to Zhuo Yuanhang's home on weekdays, and she would stay away from him when she saw him.

Zhuo Yuanhang seemed to be very knowledgeable. He rarely went out and almost never met her.

Ye Jiaqi didn't know why he came here. Was it to see her?

No solution.

Ye Jiaqi's life went on as usual, but the villagers were very curious about Zhuo Yuanhang and talked about it for several days.

"Is the new guy in the village also a volunteer? Our village is really a treasure. The people who come here are all handsome guys, more handsome guys than I have ever seen in my life." The old lady smiled, "I wish I were dozens of years younger.

Years old, I will trick them all into going home."

"That Mr. Zhuo doesn't look like an ordinary person. He is older than Teacher Xiao He and calmer than Teacher Xiao He. Could he be here for Teacher Ye?"

"What you said really sounds like it. I heard someone said that Teacher Ye went to see Mr. Zhuo on the first day he came. Could it be my husband?"

"What are you thinking about? How can it be the husband? If it is the husband, the two of them will live separately?"

"Maybe it's my ex-husband?"

"No, no, do you think Xiaoyouzi looks like Mr. Zhuo?"

"That's not the case."

It was rare for people in the village to find anything new and strange, so they would discuss it for a long time. Zhuo Yuanhang became their talking point for several days.

Even He Jiaye came to ask Ye Jiaqi: "Jiaqi, do you know who Mr. Zhuo is?"

Ye Jiaqi was holding a little pomelo and picking wintersweet flowers to play with, and smiled: "Another idle kid, I guess he is about the same as you."

"I...I'm not idle." He Jiaye defended, "But Mr. Zhuo does look like a wealthy second generation idle. His watch is the same brand as my dad's, and his coat is also from Armani. I'm afraid it's

Come to experience life in the village.”

Ye Jiaqi smiled: "I don't know what you rich second generation think."

"I'm not a rich second generation." He Jiaye defended because he didn't like this term.

"Oh, you are a second-generation official." Ye Jiaqi said angrily.

"..." He Jiaye didn't care about Ye Jiaqi.

Ye Jiaqi picked a wax plum blossom for Little Pomelo. Little Pomelo smelled it and danced with joy.

"Does it smell good? Do you like it?" Ye Jiaqi asked.

"Smells..." the little guy clapped his hands.

Ye Jiaqi picked a few more flowers, and Little Pomelo reached out to take them, as if they were precious: "Give them to my brother."

Ye Jiaqi smiled: "You still know how to give it to your brother? Yes, my mother's love for you is not in vain. You are so good and sensible."
Chapter completed!