Chapter 1678 - 305: 3

Some people are thinking hard, while others are enjoying life.

Lin Shuyou is running along the path in the fields, flying a kite.

The kite was given to Li Sanjiang by a carpenter in the village. When Li Zhiyuan first made Yellow River Shovel and similar tools, he hadn't prepared any tools at home and had to ask others for help.

After learning about Li Sanjiang's illness, the old carpenter began making Southern Tong special — whistle kite — at home.

The kite flies in the sky, producing a crisp whistling sound, symbolizing blessings and warding off sickness.

Lin Shuyou was having a great time, accompanied by a group of village children, running, shouting, and praising with him.

After tiring from flying the kite, Lin Shuyou packed it away and led this group, who had been his cheerleaders for a long time, to Aunt Zhang's shop to treat them to soda.

This sort of thing used to happen often, Aunt Zhang was accustomed to it and just felt that this young man seemed like a child who would never grow up, always playing with the children.

In fact, although Lin Shuyou previously had no issues attending school outside, most of his spare time was spent training to become a divination child, rarely having the chance to play and run with his peers.

Many people, once grown up and able, would deliberately do things to make up for childhood regrets.

Carrying the kite on his way back, Lin Shuyou saw Zhao Yi sitting at the riverside, a face full of despair.

This look, this scene, seemed like Zhao Yi would soon think of jumping into the river to end his life.

Even though he knew it was impossible, and was aware this small river couldn't drown him, Lin Shuyou still shouted at Zhao Yi out of basic human compassion:

"Hey, Three-eyed!"

Zhao Yi leaned back on the tree trunk behind him and sighed.

Though some things have passed, and felt ordinary at the time, once tearing open a key node and looking back, can immediately discover different aspects.

Lin Shuyou walked towards the riverbank.

Zhao Yi turned his head to look at him, and said: "You really have a leisurely spirit."

Lin Shuyou: "Yes, Brother Bin went to his future in-laws' house, so I can play with peace of mind."

Zhao Yi: "He went to his mother-in-law's house, why are you so happy, where did this strong sense of participation come from?"

Lin Shuyou: "He definitely won't be reading then, so I have no pressure, can play for a bit."

Zhao Yi: "Not reading? Did he go to his mother-in-law's house for farm work?"

Lin Shuyou was taken aback.

In his memory, Brother Bin seemed to just eat and drink when visiting his in-laws, like a lord.

And speaking of farm work, Brother Bin seems to have never touched a hoe, rather it was him who helped Zhou Yunyun's family with a day's worth of work.

In a flash, immense panic surged up:

"Could Brother Bin be studying at his mother-in-law's house?"

Zhao Yi: "Maybe the father-in-law is preparing chicken and fish for dinner, and the mother-in-law has given him a plate of fruits on his desk, reminding him not to work so hard and to take care of his health."

Upon hearing this, Lin Shuyou turned his head to look at the kite on his shoulder, then turned around, intending to go home, secretly deciding to stay up all night.

"Hey, hey, hey, you have time to fly kites but not to chat with me a few more sentences, huh?"

Lin Shuyou halted and looked at Zhao Yi: "Three-eyed, what's wrong with you?"

"Sigh, I'm feeling a bit uncomfortable inside, come, sit and let me tell you something to cheer you up."

Lin Shuyou hesitated, but eventually sat beside Zhao Yi, quietly stating:

"I didn't come to hear your jokes."

"You know, I originally thought my house was a bit dirty and needed cleaning, but now I realize it might just be too clean."

"Then are you clean or dirty?"

Zhao Yi looked at Lin Shuyou with some surprise, marveling: "I now understand why in ancient texts, so many famous dialogues from great sages were with children."

Lin Shuyou: "Sounds like it's not praise?"

Zhao Yi: "Whether I'm clean or dirty is no longer important."

Lin Shuyou: "It depends on what you do?"

Zhao Yi: "Ah You."

Lin Shuyou: "Hmm?"

Zhao Yi: "You all… have a reference?"

Lin Shuyou: "No!"

Zhao Yi: "No means yes."

Lin Shuyou: "You…"

Zhao Yi supported himself on the ground, stood up, and adjusted his clothes: "You're right, it does indeed depend on my decision."

Lin Shuyou, who just sat down, had to stand up again, pick up the kite, and follow Zhao Yi home.

Approaching the dam, he saw the grannies' mahjong game had already ended.

Lin Shuyou: "Why finished so early today? Usually, they play until called to eat dinner."

At this time, Liu Jinxia and Granny Hua had gone back presumably, Wang Lian was sweeping the area, and Aunt Liu walked over carrying a bag:

"Aunt Lian, we just fried some tiger skin meat and preserved ribs at home, bring them back for the kids to taste."

"I can't accept this, I shouldn't take it, you keep it, your family is large."

"Just because they don't like eating it."

Wang Lian accepted with some embarrassment, thinking how could anyone not like eating meat in these times.

Without Elder Mrs. Liu in the game, Zhao Yi must go to pay respects, but as he walked over, Liu Yumei raised her teacup to waive him off from the formality.

Zhao Yi lowered his head and smiled, directly heading to the second floor.

On the terrace, Li Zhiyuan stood in front of a fire pit, a thick book inside burning.

A large cell phone rested on a cement washstand to the side.

Zhao Yi: "You read fast."

Li Zhiyuan: "Have you decided?"

Zhao Yi: "Yes, that's why I've come to settle accounts with you."