You are unlucky and I am tough

Chapter 119 Do you like me?

After sorting the grain, Wei Qinglang continued to reinforce the rack in the yard. This simple wooden rack was not only prepared for drying rice, but mainly for the convenience of Cheng Shuang drying medicinal materials in the future.

Seeing him busy in the yard, Cheng Shuang began to avoid him unconsciously and went back to her room to clean it.

Sweep the floor first, then wipe the table and make the bed, cleaning up the whole house inside and out.

Finally, he stood in front of Wei Qinglang's bed, hesitated for a while, and then helped him make the bed.

When Wei Qinglang opened the door and came in, Cheng Shuang was carefully smoothing out the wrinkles on the bed sheets. She looked up and was startled when she suddenly saw someone appear in front of her.

"Why are you walking so quietly?"

Wei Qinglang shrugged. "There was a sound when I opened the door. You were just too focused on your thoughts."

Cheng Shuang was embarrassed and touched her nose. "Well, I'm cleaning the room, so I'll help you tidy it up while I'm at it."

Wei Qinglang nodded and looked at her silently.

It started again, that strange feeling started again. Cheng Shuang felt uncomfortable all over and sat back on her bed, trying to find a topic to talk about.

"Oh right..." After thinking for a while, Cheng Shuang finally thought of a topic and immediately said, "Well, I plan to teach Aunt Chen how to make braised meat so that her family can have a job and earn money to support their four children. What do you think?"

Wei Qinglang nodded, indicating that he had no objection.

"Also, the rice the villagers gave us hasn't been husked yet."

Cheng Shuang continued to try to find a topic, "Putting it in the mortar and pounding it with the pestle is too slow. I was wondering if there was another way to make it faster."

"How about we make a rice huller?" Wei Qinglang took a few steps closer. "I've seen a rice huller in a museum when I was traveling abroad. It's used to hull rice."

Cheng Shuang said, "I've only heard of stone mills, the kind that are pulled in circles by animals. What is a rice huller?"

"It's hard to explain in a few words, but I should be able to find a tutorial online. I can draw a diagram of the steps and then go to the county town to find a skilled craftsman to do it."

"Yes, you can draw diagrams."

Cheng Shuang blinked, thinking of something, and said, "Since it's all drawn, why not promote it? Isn't there a fan car? Why don't you look up the diagram and draw it as well.

Then you can give the blueprint to the county magistrate to promote it. This way you can leave a name in front of the county magistrate, which will be beneficial in the future."

Wei Qinglang looked at her and nodded, "Okay, I'll do as you say."

Their eyes met, and Cheng Shuang turned away in embarrassment, not knowing how to respond.

Wei Qinglang noticed her discomfort and sighed softly, "I'll go draw now."

"etc....."

Cheng Shuang called out to him, and after he turned around, she hesitated for a moment and said, "Wei Qinglang, you hugged me just to comfort me that day, right?"

She was determined to make up her mind. She couldn't keep feeling awkward like this. She had to talk it out.

Wei Qinglang frowned slightly and looked at her quietly for a long time without saying anything, with a serious expression on his face.

Cheng Shuang was inexplicably nervous because of him and asked, "You, you, you don't like me, do you?"

Seeing her increasingly nervous expression, Wei Qinglang suddenly smiled.

His tone was relaxed and emotionless. "You asked that question. We have been living together day and night, eating, living and sleeping together. You are also very beautiful..."

Cheng Shuang interrupted, "What do you mean by count? I am already one."

"Okay." Wei Qinglang nodded. "You are as beautiful as a flower. If I say that I don't feel anything at all, it would seem abnormal, so..."

Wei Qinglang stopped talking before he finished speaking, hesitating whether to speak directly or not.

Cheng Shuang wanted to change the subject, and quickly clapped her hands and said, "I understand. People have feelings. It's normal to have some feelings after being together for a long time, but it can't be called love, right?"

Cheng Shuang breathed a sigh of relief. "That makes me feel relieved. From now on, we should just focus on living together. Last time, it was just a comfort between good friends. I understand. Let's put it behind us and not mention it anymore."

Wei Qinglang “.......”

No, you don't understand.

What I want to say is, I really like you, but if you don’t have any thoughts, I won’t mind. Let’s just live like this for now. Maybe one day you will like me too.

Forget it, let’s not put so much psychological pressure on her.

Wei Qinglang sighed silently, "Well, I'll do as you say."

Cheng Shuang's mood suddenly brightened up, and she smiled happily, "Well, let's not be so awkward, let's just be like before."

Wei Qinglang chuckled, "Aren't you the one who's been feeling awkward these days?"

He was not stupid. He had long felt that Cheng Shuang was intentionally or unintentionally avoiding being alone with him. She went to bed early every night and would not let him take her into the space.

Cheng Shuang scratched his chin and said, "Okay, even if it's me, let's put this matter behind us."

It’s okay to talk it out. After talking it out, Cheng Shuang felt more comfortable.

In her previous life, she had been avoiding emotional issues because she was hurt by her secret crush when she first entered college. So during her five years in medical school, everyone around her was in love, but she was the only one who remained single.

This kind of escape also continued in this life. If Wei Qinglang said that he liked her, she really didn't know how to face it in the future.

Fortunately, she was overthinking it.

Wei Qinglang went in to draw with a depressed mood. Cheng Shuang outside also started to get busy. She bought a retro floral cotton curtain from the mall, and of course, a hanging rope and nails.

She stood on a stool and banged around a bit before hanging a curtain between the two beds. She had bought a bamboo screen for this room some time ago to separate the bed inside from the desk outside, and now used the curtain to divide it into two spaces.

Half of it belonged to her. After the partition was completed, Cheng Shuang was very satisfied and felt that it should have been like this a long time ago.

Two hours later, Wei Qinglang was thrown out of the space because of overtime. He sat on the edge of the bed and stared at the floral curtain in front of him in a daze for a long time.

Finally, he sighed helplessly.

"What are you sighing about?" Cheng Shuang poked her head out from behind the screen. "It's almost dark, let's eat soon. Have you finished your drawings?"

Wei Qinglang raised the thick stack of paper in his hand and said, "It's done."

Cheng Shuang didn't bother to explain the sudden appearance of the curtain. She ran over to take the drawings, took them to the desk outside and spread them out. After spreading them out one by one, she found that the desk was no longer able to hold them.

Holding the remaining half, Cheng Shuang couldn't help but admire it as she looked at it, "Wei Qinglang, you are amazing. The drawings are so detailed. You even wrote the order and textual explanation for each one."

Wei Qinglang came over and rubbed his tired eyes. "If I don't draw it carefully, how can the craftsmen here understand it? I'm almost blinded. This is just the rice huller. I haven't drawn the fan wheel yet. There's not enough time."

Cheng Shuang looked up at him, her eyes truly filled with fatigue. She said helplessly, "What should I do? I can't draw, so I can't help you with the burden. How about I make you some dried chrysanthemum and wolfberry tea to improve your eyesight?"

Wei Qinglang nodded, "Okay."

Cheng Shuang immediately began to pack up the drawings. After putting them away, she carefully placed them on the table, weighed them down with a paperweight, and then opened the cabinet where she kept her medicinal herbs and started searching.

"I bought some wolfberries and dried chrysanthemums and set them aside. I'll make a big pot of them for the whole family to drink. Pan'er and the others have been studying very hard lately, so they should protect their eyes."

"okay."

Wei Qinglang looked at the busy figure in front of him and unconsciously curled up the corners of his lips. Actually, it’s pretty good now. Let’s take it slow.

As soon as it got dark, Cheng Daming and Chen came together and agreed to cooperate in the braised meat business.

There was no meat to teach at home, so Cheng Shuang took the two of them directly to the village head's house. While the women were making braised meat in the kitchen, the men sat in the yard and talked.

Cheng Daming was still in a low mood. He took out five taels of silver to pay back the headman, but Cheng confiscated it and said he would talk about it when he had more money. He would have to raise two more children in the future, so he could ask for anything he needed at any time.

Wei Qinglang also comforted others that the dead cannot be resurrected, and the living should still live a good life.