Chapter 51 (continued)

Yan Kexing needs to stand up.

Shi Wen reached out and grabbed him, sitting up and looking into his eyes, saying very earnestly, "I will work hard. One day in the future, I will definitely raise beasts that can serve as food for divine beasts."

Hearing his promise, Yan Kexing softly said, "Okay."

Shi Wen his eyes flicker, as if he wanted to say something more.

Yan Kexing covered his eyes with his hand and said gently, "You should go take a shower."

Yan Kexing's hands were warm, large, and dry, with a faint fragrance.

Shi Wen covered by his hand, depriving him of sight, but his other senses remained unusually sharp.

It seems that even without seeing Yan Kexing, one can sense his general appearance just by looking at his hands.

It's like, without knowing his entire past, you can tell how charming he is just by spending time with him.

Shi Wen reached out and grabbed his wrist, preventing him from leaving. She leaned slightly forward and buried her face in his palm, saying, "Let me lean on you for a while."

Yan Kexing didn't say anything, he just gently pinched his ear.

I don't know how long I leaned against it, Shi Wen felt his thighs sink, followed by heat coming from his thighs.

Shi Wen, unable to interact with Yan Kexing, quickly removed Yan Kexing's hand and looked down.

Two Hu Zai had silently walked over and were resting their furry heads on his lap, one on each side.

After Shi Wen eye contact with Shi Wen, the two Hu Zai made a purring sound, similar to that of a cat.

Shi Wen was charmed by their cuteness, but also annoyed that they were disturbing his and Yan Kexing's time together. He reached out and pinched one of the Hu Zai's cheeks. "You two, why are you coming over here to act all cute?"

The Hu Zai, being choked, howled: "Woof--"

Yan Kexing withdrew his hand, saying, "I probably smelled the fishy odor on you."

Shi Wen, holding a tiger head under each arm, said, "Really? Do I smell that strongly of fish? Besides, don't tigers dislike eating fish?"

Yan Kexing: "I don't like eating fish, even though fish is meat."

"Alright." Shi Wen gave up, gently patted the two Hu Zai's heads, and stood up. "I'm going to take a shower."

Dinner that day was prepared by Yan Kexing, and the main dish was large white pike.

Shi Wen that I don't particularly like fish, but Yan Kexing's boiled fish with pike is absolutely delicious. It's tender and fresh, with almost no bones, and you get a big piece of fish in every bite. It's so satisfying.

He and Yan Kexing facing each other, and with almost every bite, he felt a sense of happiness.

He felt happy not only because of the delicious food, but also because the person who made the food was by his side.

Shi Wen could sense that a subtle change had occurred in the atmosphere between him and Yan Kexing.

From their body language to their eye contact, their interaction was completely different from before.

At this stage, Shi Wen didn't want to go anywhere, nor did she want Yan Kexing go anywhere; she just wanted to spend all her time with Yan Kexing on the ranch.

However, this hope was shattered just after breakfast the next day.

Shi Wen was eating the noodles cooked by Yan Kexing Shi Wen shouts from outside.

Zhang Deyuan's voice rang out from outside. "Shi Wen, are you there? Come and help me."

Shi Wen put down the bowl and walked outside into the yard. "I'm here, what can I do for you?"

Zhang Deyuan happened to push open the courtyard gate and walk in, meeting him in the courtyard. "Do you know Deng Yanma?"

Shi Wen nodded. Deng Yanma was a middle-aged man from the next town. His family had hired day laborers several times, and Deng Yanma had come every time. He did a good job and wasn't the kind of person who would slack off.

Zhang Deyuan said, "His cow is about to give birth, and Sikewell is helping out, but it's having a difficult labor. Sikewell wants to ask you to come over and see if you can help find a solution."

Shi Wen had no objection. "That works too."

This is a good opportunity to gain some experience; his cow is also pregnant and will need to be delivered sooner or later.

The two walked out together.

After Shi Wen sent Yan Kexing a message informing him of his whereabouts, he asked Zhang Deyuan, "You could have just called me directly, why did you come to pick me up in person?"

Zhang Deyuan: "I'm afraid you won't be able to find Deng Yanma's house. Several of his cows are having difficult births, and they can't afford to delay."

Shi Wen, "Why are there still several cows having difficult births?"

Zhang Deyuan drove away, saying, "They were all supplied in the same batch initially, and now they've all entered the production phase. Sikewell said the wrong model was supplied, so none of the cows will give birth."

Shi Wen recalled what Sikewell had said before, about how some people, in pursuit of profit, bred livestock with larger studs, and couldn't help but sigh.

The delivery is the priority now; this is not the time to inquire.

Shi Wen arrived at Deng Yanma's house quickly in Zhang Deyuan's car.

The Deng Yanma family and the Shi Wen family were somewhat similar; both had a large courtyard with livestock sheds built on both sides.

However, his yard and livestock shed were much smaller than Shi Wen's.

Upon entering his courtyard, Shi Wen immediately smelled a mixture of blood and bodily fluids.

The combined smell was so strong that Shi Wen gagged and frowned as I looked ahead.

Deng Yanma's wife came up to greet him with an awkward smile, "Brother Zhang, Shi Wen, you're here? The cows that are about to give birth are over here."

Shi Wen nodded and followed her toward the cowshed.

The cattle shed specifically for cattle production is separated from the regular cattle shed by a distance. It is fairly clean inside, with fresh hay laid on the floor.

Shi Wen glanced over and saw that there were five cows inside.

Two of the cows had already given birth. The calves were lying on the ground, being licked by their mothers. The amniotic fluid on their bodies was still wet and steaming in the cold winter.

The other three cows, whose bellies were bulging high on both sides, were tied to the fence and were all restless.

Sikewell was behind one of the cows, his sleeves rolled up high, his bare hands gloved, already inside the cow's body.