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    Xiaomei from the east end of the village

    An Le left An Xiaoyu behind, strode into the courtyard gate in the snowy light, and then closed the fence door with a bang, leaving An Xiaoyu and An Xiaojin looking at each other outside the fence door.

    “I… don’t know, I just went to make a meal…” Facing An Xiaojin’s glare and questioning, An Xiaoyu defended himself aggrievedly.

    An Xiaojin didn’t believe it. He shook his head and knocked open the fence door. He followed An Le majestically into the yard. He kicked his back paws and closed the fence door with a bang.

    An Xiaoyu: “…”

    At night, when An Xiaoyu went to bed, An Le, who usually used An Xiaoyu as a heater and wanted to cling to An Xiaoyu, stayed far away from An Xiaoyu this time and huddled tightly against the wall. When An Xiaoyu came closer, trying to do his duty to warm the bed, he pushed An Xiaoyu away.

    “Stay away! No crossing the boundary!” Anle said fiercely.

    An Xiaoyu’s arms froze in mid-air, and he asked confusedly and aggrievedly: “What…did I do wrong?”

    “Everything is wrong!” Anle shouted angrily.

    An Xiaoyu was stunned by the roar and opened his mouth without making any sound.An Le, who yelled and vented his anger, calmed down a lot. After staring at An Xiaoyu for a while, he suddenly felt frustrated again. He said “I’m not talking about you” and then turned over and lay down facing the wall.

    There was no movement behind him for a long time, and Anle, who had calmed down, felt guilty again. He sighed, turned 180 degrees, looked at An Xiaoyu, and said, “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t lose my temper with you.”

    After hearing the apology, An Xiaoyu’s deep frown still didn’t relax. He looked at Anle with deep eyes and said, “Anle, what happened?”

    “It’s nothing, go to sleep.” Anle said perfunctorily, lay down and covered herself with the quilt.

    “Lie down, it’s drafty and cold.” Seeing that An Xiaoyu was still in a half-lying position, Anle tugged on the quilt on An Xiaoyu and said.

    An Xiaoyu finally moved and lay down. After carefully tucking in the quilt, he asked in a warm voice, “What did you say to Grandpa An?”

    The candle on the bedside had not yet been extinguished. In the dim light, Anle lay flat and looked at the ceiling, saying, “I didn’t say anything.”

    “Anle.” An Xiaoyu moved towards Anle, called out in a low voice, and said, “I’m sorry.”

    Anle did not refuse An Xiaoyu’s approach. He tilted his head and looked at An Xiaoyu and said, “Why are you apologizing?”

    “I don’t know.” An Xiaoyu said sincerely.

    Anle smiled and said, “I don’t know what you’re apologizing for.”

    “Brother Xiaotong said, if you mess with me…” An Xiaoyu bit his tongue and changed his words, “No matter why, just apologize first.”

    “…Stop learning those useless things.” Anle muttered.

    An Xiaoyu moved towards Anle and asked again, “What did I do wrong?”

    “Did nothing wrong.”

    “Then why are you angry?”

    “Not angry.”

    An Xiaoyu scratched his head and said, “Then why did you yell at me?”

    An Le was unreasonable and muttered: “I’ve already apologized. At worst, you’ll just yell back.”

    An Xiaoyu said in a low voice: “I don’t want to apologize, I just want to know why you are angry.”

    Anle tilted his head, looked at An Xiaoyu silently for a while, and said, “Want to know?”

    Before An Xiaoyu could nod, Anle said again: “Turn out the lights.”

    An Xiaoyu was stunned and didn’t move, so Anle repeated the order: “Turn out the lights.”

    An Xiaoyu stood up and extinguished the candle.The room fell into darkness.

    An Xiaoyu lay down again and waited quietly.

    After a while, Anle took a deep breath and muttered, “But you crossed the line first.” Then he suddenly turned over to face An Xiaoyu, and at the same time reached out and touched An Xiaoyu’s waist.

    Almost as soon as his fingers touched An Xiaoyu’s body, An Xiaoyu suddenly shrank down. After An Le’s hand was stunned for half a second, An Xiaoyu suddenly lifted the quilt, jumped out of the bed, and said quickly: “I’m sorry, I…” Before he could finish the words, An Xiaoyu turned around and strode out of the room.

    After a long silence, Anle sighed deeply.

    “I can’t accept this. What can I do? Grandpa An, you made a mistake.”

    Anle didn’t know when An Xiaoyu would come back. After getting the answer, he chose to fall asleep immediately to avoid the awkward situation where the two of them would be in silence after An Xiaoyu came back.

    In short, there was no one around him before he fell asleep, and when he woke up, there was no one around him, but several hot water bottles were stuffed into the quilt at some point, and they still had residual warmth.

    The food was warming in the kitchen. Normally, this time was the time for An Xiaoyu to teach An Susu how to read, but starting today, An Xiaoyu had to teach all the children in the village how to read. Anle guessed that An Xiaoyu had gone to teach the children.After eating, Anle had nothing to do, so he went to the village chief’s house to copy books.

    The charcoal fire in the study was burning extremely brightly, so Anle didn’t feel cold, so he copied the book carefully on the long table, stroke by stroke.

    “Grandpa punished you to copy books, why do you want us to copy them for you?” Opposite An Le, An Linmian complained angrily as he copied the books over and over again.

    “Copying village rules and copying books are not about writing, they are both the same.” An Le replied without raising his head, and before An Linmian opened his mouth to refute again, he said, “If you don’t copy, you won’t be able to drink milk tea.”

    An Tu took a sip of milk tea and strongly agreed with An Le. He nodded and said: “Yes, Sister Mianmian, it’s all about writing anyway, so it’s the same as copying. And it’s warm here, there’s milk tea to drink, and you’re still taking care of the food. It’s better than copying by yourself at home.”

    Hearing this, An Linmian became even more dissatisfied: “Huh, grandpa is so partial. I don’t usually burn so much charcoal when I come to play.”

    An Tu opened his mouth and said, “Sister Mianmian, your body is stronger than that of an ox. How can you use charcoal?”

    “An Tutu! Are you looking for a fight?” As he said this, An Linmian punched him. An Tu covered his head and cowered away, not daring to say a word.

    An Mai whispered softly: “Lele fell into the water and hurt her body. She is more afraid of the cold than ordinary people.”

    “Hahaha, you are so squeamish.” An Linmian, as always, would sarcastically say something when he got the chance, regardless of whether it was justified or not. Anle did not argue with her, and just said lightly: “By the way, Grandpa An said he would marry you.”

    “Huh?!” An Linmian’s hand trembled, and an ink droplet fell onto the rice paper. The expression on his face could be described as one of horror.

    “Grandpa An wants to marry Sister Mianmian?!” An Tu looked even more excited than An Linmian. He momentarily forgot about the punch he had just received. He raised his head and stared at An Le with a fiery gaze, and said with a gossipy face: “With whom?”

    “There are only a few boys of the same age,” Anle said casually, “I think Grandpa An is very fond of Anshun.”

    “Huh?!” An Linmian let out another earth-shattering roar.

    Antu was also surprised: “Brother Anshun, is it impossible?”

    Anle raised her eyes and glanced at Antu and said, “What’s impossible? They are childhood sweethearts, and they are the same age -”

    “Impossible!” With a snap, An Linmian dropped the pen and strode out the door, “I’m going to tell grandpa! Impossible!”

    Anle shrugged and still copied the total amount without raising his head. Antu scratched his head and whispered to Anmai, “Maizi, do you think it’s possible for Sister Mianmian and Brother Anshun to get married?”

    “It’s impossible.” An Mai also lowered his head and copied the book, and just replied lightly.

    “How do you know it’s impossible?” Anle looked up and asked.

    Anmai didn’t answer.An Tu continued: “I don’t think it’s possible. There is no love between Sister Mianmian and Brother Anshun. How could Grandpa An marry them?”

    “Oh, because I made it up.” Anle said calmly.

    Antu: “…By the way, Maizi, where is brother Anshun?”

    “I was called by Xiaoyu to help.” An Mai said.

    An Tu said: “Brother Anshun and Brother Xiaoyu are always together recently. What are they doing?”

    “They say they want to build a fire pit for Lele,” Anmai said.

    “Huh?” An Le paused for a moment, then raised his head and asked, “Isn’t An Xiaoyu in class?”

    “Today’s craft class.”

    Anle: “?”

    Anmai lowered his head and said with a smile: “Learning to make a kang, the two of them took a group of children to dig mud early in the morning. The mud at this time of year is not easy to dig…”

    Anle: “…….”

    An Xiaoyu came to An Mu’s house to cook lunch for a few people, and neither of them had anything to do the night before.After dinner, Anle and Anmai continued to copy books in Anmu’s study, while An Xiaoyu and Anshun went to make a kang.Anle didn’t go back for a day. When the group dispersed after dinner, Anle and An Xiaoyu returned home. Anle was surprised to find that the fire pit in the side room had begun to take shape.

    “It will be built tomorrow. After it is built, it will be baked for a few days and then it will be ready for use.” An Xiaoyu’s calm tone was filled with unconcealable pride.

    “It’s amazing.” An Le smiled and praised, turning around to go back to the bedroom, but his wrist tightened and An Xiaoyu was stopped in place.

    Anle looked back at An Xiaoyu and asked An Xiaoyu with his eyes.

    An Xiaoyu looked at the ground in front of him, the tips of his ears were red, and he hesitated: “I… didn’t mean it last night.”

    “Huh?” Anle was a little confused, blinked and asked, “Do you know what I was doing last night?”

    No way?Anle thought, he just touched the other person and was exposed?Anle thought it was impossible. With An Xiaoyu’s slowness, he probably wouldn’t understand it until he left.

    Anle was almost 100% sure that An Xiaoyu wouldn’t notice, but unexpectedly he saw An Xiaoyu nod shyly.

    As if her heart was on a bungee jump, Anle’s heart jumped up and down in an instant. Anle asked in disbelief and with inexplicable expectation: “You… know what?”

    An Xiaoyu touched his neck, and after a while, he whispered: “You want to hold me to keep me warm, right?”

    “…” Anle simply didn’t know what to say, but at the same time, her heart returned to its original position, and she said as calmly as possible: “Well, yes.”

    An Xiaoyu awkwardly touched his neck again and refused in a low voice: “No.”

    “Well…” Anle narrowed his eyes slightly.What’s wrong with keeping him warm? He didn’t refuse when he hugged her to keep him warm.”Why not?”

    Hearing this, An Xiaoyu raised his eyes and glanced at Anle, then quickly moved his eyes and said in a softer voice: “It just can’t be done.”

    “…” If this mermaid wasn’t so annoying, An Le would be extremely speechless.

    “Okay,” after a long confrontation, seeing that An Xiaoyu still had no intention of further explanation, Anle compromised, “If it doesn’t work, then it won’t work.”

    As soon as he finished speaking, he could clearly hear An Xiaoyu heaving a sigh of relief, and Anle felt his heart sink again. After a while, he shook off An Xiaoyu’s hand and strode away, muttering: “Forget it, I’d better send you away as soon as possible. I’m so annoyed…”

    Anle lay in bed depressed, his mind filled with random thoughts.

    He really couldn’t understand, how could he, a straight man, be turned over by another straight man?

    It’s okay now, I’m bent, but the other person can’t be straighter!

    Anle is angry that he doesn’t live up to expectations!

    Isn’t she just a beautiful mermaid who can wash and cook, chop wood and hunt?Nothing else!What’s there to like!

    He shouldn’t have fake marriage with him!You shouldn’t fall in love with someone who wants to go home!

    It’s all An Xiaoyu’s fault!An Le thought angrily, there must be a limit to repaying kindness, why are you so kind to yourself?Which brother would hug me to sleep?

    It’s just a hug, but it’s a double standard!

    Why can he hug himself but not him?!

    Anle really wanted to tie him up and interrogate him. It was all physical contact. What could he touch him that he couldn’t touch?But when he thought of An Xiaoyu’s reaction to being frightened last night, he lost his temper again.

    Physical reactions couldn’t deceive anyone. An Xiaoyu really couldn’t accept being touched by someone of the same sex.

    “Alas -” Anle stared at the ceiling and let out a long sigh.

    “What’s wrong?” An Xiaoyu, who came back from the bath, happened to hear the sigh and asked.

    “Lovelorn.” Anle said casually.

    “Ah?” Almost instantly, An Xiaoyu walked over quickly and asked, “When did you fall in love?”

    The distracted Anle also started to talk nonsense: “Not long ago.”

    “With whom?” An Xiaoyu asked in a deep voice.

    “Xiao Mei from the east end of the village.” An Le said.

    “Xiao Mei?” An Xiaoyu frowned, as if he was seriously thinking about who Xiao Mei was. After a long time, An Xiaoyu asked blankly, “Why haven’t I heard of this person in the village?”

    “Xiaomei is a pseudonym.”

    An Xiaoyu asked: “What is your real name?”

    “Then how can I tell you? Don’t avoid having an affair,” An Le glanced at An Xiaoyu and said deliberately, “After all, I am a married man. If I am discovered, I will be put in a pig cage.”

    An Xiaoyu stared at Anle calmly and said nothing.

    Anle ignored him and turned over to sleep.

    I don’t know how long it took, but when I was about to fall asleep, Anle noticed that An Xiaoyu had crossed the line again. Anle immediately woke up, decisively pushed An Xiaoyu’s arm away, and said, “From today on, you are not allowed to cross the line.”

    “Why?” An Xiaoyu asked after a long time.

    “There’s no reason,” Anle said impatiently, “In short, you can’t cross the line.”

    After a while, An Xiaoyu said, “Is it because of Xiaomei?”

    Anle didn’t bother to explain to him, and said casually: “Yes, yes, Xiaomei said she doesn’t like me having physical contact with other people.”

    “But weren’t you dumped?” An Xiaoyu said.

    “Xiaomei said that as long as I divorce you, he will be good to me.”

    “You want to divorce me?!” An Xiaoyu suddenly raised his voice, full of panic.

    An Le suddenly felt funny and said frivolously: “Yes~ I will divorce you sooner or later and marry Xiaomei as my wife.”

    “Why?!” An Xiaoyu suddenly sat up, “How am I inferior to her?!”

    “Nothing is as good as him.” An Le said.

    “Impossible!” An Xiaoyu vowed, “I can cook.”

    “He can too,” Anle said.

    “I can hunt.”

    “He will too.”

    “I can make a bed.”

    “He will too.”

    “I will…”

    No matter what An Xiaoyu said, Anle always replied “He can do it too”. After counting his various skills in detail, An Xiaoyu finally ran out of words.After being speechless for a long time, An Xiaoyu said dejectedly: “I can do everything she knows, so why do you want me to divorce her and marry her?”

    After playing the prank, Anle was in a good mood and said, “I didn’t say I’d divorce you now. Don’t worry, I’ll marry him after you leave.”

    An Xiaoyu suddenly stopped talking, so he slept happily.

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