Reborn as an Ugly Wife in the Countryside Chapter 1101 - 1103: You’re Still a Girl

Xue Zhiyi’s lips twitched upon hearing this. What nonsense is the little girl thinking about all day? What’s he even looking for?

"Kids shouldn’t ddle in adult affairs! Just rember, my heart only has room for your sister."

Being called a kid, An’an was a bit displeased and imdiately retorted, "I am not a kid."

Xue Zhiyi looked at An’an. She did resemble a little adult, but in his eyes, she was still just a child.

Judging by An’an’s expression, she must have forgiven him. He breathed a sigh of relief. In this matter, he could let anyone misunderstand him without explanation, except for An’an. He had to clarify with her because his feelings for An Ping were genuine, and he didn’t want the An Family to misunderstand.

"Alright, you’re not a kid, you’re an adult. So, can this adult go get so food now? I’m hungry."

Hearing that Xue Zhiyi was hungry, An’an quickly got up and walked toward the door, saying as she went, "Just wait, I’ll go get it now."

Seeing An’an leave, Xue Zhiyi quickly lifted his shirt to check his injuries. As expected, they were quite ghastly, with so places even oozing blood. His clothes were dusted with dirt and torn in several spots.

He took the ti while An’an was out to change into clean clothes. As for the injuries, he would deal with them later, knowing An’an would be back soon.

Sure enough, An’an returned quickly because the als in the kitchen were ready-made and took no ti to bring over.

The brothers who ca back with her also started eating.

An’an placed the food on the kang table and said, "Eat up."

Xue Zhiyi sat there, extending his hand, which was bandaged like a dumpling, to pick up the chopsticks. He felt both amused and annoyed. With his dumpling-wrapped hand, even changing clothes was a hassle, let alone eating.

An’an saw that Xue Zhiyi still wasn’t eating and said, "Aren’t you going to eat?"

Xue Zhiyi: "..." How am I supposed to eat? Can this bandage be taken off?

Seeing Xue Zhiyi’s hand wrapped like a dumpling, An’an finally realized why he wasn’t eating. She couldn’t help but laugh out loud, "Haha."

Seeing An’an’s smile, Xue Zhiyi felt quite happy. Lately, An’an had a sour expression every day, and at last, she was showing signs of laughter. "Can this be unwrapped then?"

"No way, your hand will definitely hurt if it touches anything. How about this, don’t move, I’ll feed you," An’an quickly interjected.

Upon hearing this, Xue Zhiyi frowned, and his face imdiately beca serious. Like scolding his own daughter, he chided, "An’an, you’re still a girl."

How could you feed a man? He didn’t voice the latter half of the sentence.

But An’an was a smart child; she understood, and her face suddenly flushed with embarrassnt. She hadn’t thought that much and certainly hadn’t ant it that way.

An’an was just a simple and kind person, genuinely concerned, without giving it much thought. After Xue Zhiyi’s reminder, she also felt that what she said earlier wasn’t quite right and quickly said, "Then you’d better unwrap it and eat by yourself."

Xue Zhiyi’s serious expression started to relax. He knew An’an was well-intentioned and ant nothing else, but as an adult, he felt so things couldn’t be overdone—appropriate reminders and maintaining distance to avoid certain situations were necessary. After all, the situation with An Ping had already caused him a lifeti of pain.