The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space-Chapter 49 - Call My Name_1

Even if their lives were slightly better than those of ordinary families, they always faced the threat of running out of resources.

They didn’t own any land, and even if they did, neither he nor his mother knew how to farm.

Therefore, for the past two years, they had been relying on his hunting in the mountains and his mother’s embroidery to get by, which was indeed quite difficult.

“She saved the young master.

It’s just four eggs, and we can’t be too stingy,” The Feng Family smiled, washed the eggs, and put them all into the pot.

“Mother’s recent embroidery work has been priced a bit higher, so don’t worry about the young master’s eggs running out.”

Gu Yao said no more and started to silently tend the fire.

In the courtyard.

“You make me feel so embarrassed.” Yang Ruxin looked at the light from the kitchen and chuckled twice, then shook her head to flick water droplets off her face.

“What’s there to be embarrassed about?” Gu Qingheng smiled too.

“Compared to you giving me the courage to start living again, this bit of help is really nothing…” As he spoke, he pulled out a handkerchief from his chest and offered it, “Wipe yourself.”

“No need.” Yang Ruxin waved her hand dismissively.

She hadn’t bathed in many days and felt dirty herself.

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She had washed her face without cleanser or soap, so it probably wasn’t that clean, but seeing that his handkerchief was white, how could she dare to use it?

“It’s just a handkerchief.

If it gets dirty, we can wash it,” Gu Qingheng insisted, stretching out his hand.

“Then I won’t be polite.” Seeing his earnest offer, Yang Ruxin quickly took it, thinking she should get a handkerchief or something similar in her area when she had the chance.

But when she took the handkerchief from her face, she blushed at the sight.

The white handkerchief had turned grey and she felt too embarrassed to give it back, “I’ll wash it and return it to you later.”

“You don’t have to be polite with me,” Gu Qingheng said with a smile, but did not insist on getting it back.

“Also, my name is Gu Qingheng, you can call me by my name.”

Yang Ruxin paused for a moment.

“In the future, you can call me by my name, or Brother Qingheng if you like…” Gu Qingheng patiently repeated.

“Oh.” It only then dawned on Yang Ruxin that in the two times she had seen him, she had referred to him as the blind and limping man—a rather inappropriate form of address.

She nodded immediately, “Then I’ll call you Gu Qingheng from now on.” She left out calling him ‘brother’, as she felt goosebumps at the thought of it, being of age herself.

Gu Qingheng felt a twinge of disappointment inside.

He actually hoped she would use a more intimate form, like dropping the surname and just calling him Qingheng.

“Oh, my full name is Yang Ruxin, I chose it myself.

The ‘Ruxin’ from ‘Ruxin thriving’,” Yang Ruxin mentioned, thinking it fair to return the courtesy, and also because she truly felt uncomfortable with being called Dani.

After all, she was not the real Yang Dani.