A voice came from outside the gate, as if someone was coming. The two of them stopped arguing.

Five or six people came, including men and women, some with eggs, and some with chickens in their hands.

Mrs. Zhang heard the noise and came out to talk with them in dialect. Aixi also joined in.

Mu Jingpei didn't understand what they were talking about. They looked at him from time to time as if they were talking about him. Then, he saw Aixi accepted the chicken as if she wanted to refuse but couldn't.

Aixi turned around and translated, "They are the family members of the passengers on the bus. They came here specially to see you today, and they also gave you eggs and chickens."

As she spoke, she raised the two chickens in her hand.

Two of the chickens' feet were tied up, and she grabbed the four chickens' claws roughly. The chickens flapped wings and struggled with all their efforts as if they were about to take off. She held them firmly without blinking. It was obvious that she was very familiar with it.

Mu Jingpei leaned back and said to the villagers, "I'm just slightly injured. It's nothing. You don't have to be so polite. Take these things back." Although the living conditions in Cuiyuan Village were better than that in Hongfeng Village, they were not rich.

Aixi said, "I told them, but they insisted."

Mrs. Zhang persuaded, "Just take it. This is a little token of our appreciation."

They had to accept it.

After chatting for a while, the villagers left.

Mrs. Zhang continued to work. Aixi was about to take the chicken in but she suddenly stopped. She saw Mu Jingpei standing one meter away.

She looked at him thoughtfully and asked tentatively, " Mu Jingpei, are you... afraid of chickens?" He had been standing far away from her since the beginning.

Mu Jingpei still looked casual and asked, "Why should I be afraid of chickens?"

Aixi took two steps closer to him with the chicken.

Mu Jingpei immediately stepped back.

Although he said that he was not afraid, his body had already responded honestly.

Aixi felt incredible at first, and then she burst into laughter. "I can't believe you're afraid of chickens, Mu Jingpei. What's scary about chickens?" She raised the chicken in front of him again.

Being laughed at by a little girl, Mu Jingpei looked a little pale and warned in a stiff tone, "Take it away."

It was rare for him to show such a serious expression in the studio. If he did, no one dared to speak.

"I won't." Aixi laughed crisply. "I can't believe you're afraid of chickens."

Mu Jingpei was silent for a moment.

He found that the girl was not afraid of him at all.

"There's nothing to be afraid of. You can just grab wings or legs. Do you want to try?"

"No."

"Just try."

Every time Aixi took a step closer, Mu Jingpei took a step back. Aixi chased after him in the yard.

Mrs. Zhang's son thought they were playing, so he followed them with his short legs.

Aixi suddenly stopped, blinked slyly, and said, "If you promise to take me to Shanghai, I won't scare you."

"Okay." Mu Jingpei agreed without hesitation.

He was too easy-going.

Aixi asked suspiciously, "Really?"

"Really. Baby, do I look like someone who goes back on my word? Can you put down the chicken?"

His smile was very charming. Aixi felt her heart beating faster, but she was not confused by him. While he was not paying attention, she suddenly moved the two chickens closer to him.

Mu Jingpei was so scared that he almost jumped up. His elegance collapsed a little. "Chen Aixi!"

Aixi laughed for a while and said, "I'll ask Mrs. Zhang where to raise the chicken, so that you won't go back on your word."

"... I can only bring one, chicken or you. Choose for yourself."

Aixi looked conflicted.

Mu Jingpei coaxed her and finally made her give up the idea of raising chickens. Mrs. Zhang stewed the two chickens into chicken soup.

Drinking the fragrant chicken soup, Aixi was in a good mood. She considerately picked up a chicken wing for Mu Jingpei and said, "Your arm is injured and needs nourishment."

Mu Jingpei sneered at eating chicken wings to nourish the arms.

Aixi suddenly remembered something and asked in a low voice, "Are you afraid of chicken wings?" Having grasped the weakness of Mu Jingpei, she was particularly lively today.

Mu Jingpei said with a dark face, "Shut up."

"Okay."

**

After dinner, Mu Jingpei and Aixi went to the yard to enjoy the cool breeze.

Because it was a cloudy day, there were no stars or moon in the night sky, and nothing could be seen. There was no signal in the mountainous area, so there was no entertainment. Before eight o'clock, all the families had closed their doors. Everything in the mountain was silent and there was no light.

These days, Mu Jingpei had a much healthier schedule. Every day, he woke up when hearing the crow of rooster. At this time, he was actually a little sleepy.

"When are we leaving for Shanghai?" Aixi asked.

Mu Jingpei turned his head and saw her serious expression of "if you go back on your word, I'll go find another chicken".

He turned his body to her, stretched out his legs, and touched the back of the small chair made of bamboo with his knees. Then he leaned over slightly and covered her whole body. He stared at her with his dark eyes and said, "Don't threaten me with this matter again, understand?"

He suddenly approached, and the pleasant smell on his body seemed to come down at her just like the darkness. Aixi felt the danger, so she subconsciously held her breath and tilted her body to the other side.

Her voice was soft and nervous. "But, but what if you go back on your word."

The effect of scaring her had been achieved. Mu Jingpei turned around, leaned back lazily, and said, "we can't go until the water has receded and the mountain road has been cleared."

He wondered if his car had been buried by the mud and stones.

Thinking of the car, he remembered something and asked, "Was it really your first time driving the day before yesterday?"

Aixi nodded, her eyelashes trembled slightly.

"I heard you say that your father taught you when you were crying?"

"Yes."

"You even didn't touch the real car. How did he teach you?"

"He just took a basin as the steering wheel and took leather tiger as brake and accelerator"

"... The kind that can make a fire?" For the first time in his twenty-four-year life, Mu Jingpei knew such idea.

Aixi said seriously, "Yes. My father put a small chair in our yard and built a simulated driver's seat for me. He taught me how to drive a hand-made car, an automatic car, and a cartoon car."

Mu Jingpei couldn't stand it anymore. "Well, I know your father likes to take you to play house."

It was hard to imagine that Aixi, who had only driven in playing house, in such a dangerous situation the day before yesterday, actually sit in the driver's seat. It was unknown who gave her the courage. What was even more incredible was that the car was driven by her. It was crazy to just think about it.

Aixi said seriously, "It's not a game."

Later, Mu Jingpei realized that he had narrowly escaped from the jaws of death and didn't want to talk anymore. The people in the car were really lucky.

Aixi continued, "I've observed you. You don't have a good driving habit, and your driving skills are just so so."