Bian Yan failed to notice the subtle atmosphere between the two of them and answered honestly, "Yu Nian looked off all morning, and his face was really red. I told him to get some sleep, but he refused."
Yu Nian looked flustered and hurried to explain, "No, I just spent a little time in the wind up on the mountain. It's really nothing. I don't feel unwell."
Qin Yuheng studied his complexion, giving no indication whether he believed him.
Yu Nian didn't dare meet his eyes. He grabbed Bian Yan and hurried away in a panic. "Come on, let's help your parents pick the green jujubes. It'll be a problem if it rains in a couple of days."
Bian Yan's gaze moved between them, but he couldn't make sense of anything.
It had been too dark last night for Yu Nian to see Bian Yan's family orchard in full. Now, as he walked over with a basket, the sight before him left him stunned.
Beneath a vast canopy of green leaves, beautiful green jujubes hung from the branches, several clustered on a single twig. They were a delight to behold.
"Your orchard is huge. It's bigger than both the ones I visited this morning."
"Don't even get me started. We harvest at least a thousand jin every year." Bian Yan waved a hand and sighed. "Whenever I come home to help my parents pick them, it takes two or three days. If another family is short-handed, we go help them too. By the end of the New Year holiday, my back aches all over."
He casually picked two fruits and handed one to Yu Nian, a gratified smile returning to his eyes. "But every time I see basket after basket get picked and sold, I feel such a sense of