The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 879: Don’t Forget What Your Identity Is!_1

Chapter 879: Chapter 879: Don’t Forget What Your Identity Is!_1

In the future, it would always be the two of them living their days together, he, even as Sangsang’s cousin, should not interfere too much in their affairs.

"Thank you, Brother Changfeng."

Lin Caisang thanked him, her gratitude was heartfelt.

If it were another family, which one would be as tolerant as Lin Changfeng? Not only did he not find fault with her, but he also covered for her in front of his family.

"Brother Changfeng... "

"Oh, isn’t this the Lin Family’s scholar? Arriving quite early, aren’t you? Afraid that someone will snatch away the place that belongs to you?" Suddenly, a grating voice came from behind Lin Caisang, interrupting her.

She frowned, though waiting for this voice, upon hearing such words, she really couldn’t be pleased.

"What belongs to me, no one can steal away," Lin Changfeng, his expression indifferent, glanced over at the newcomer, Zhou Liang, and said.

"Tsk."

Zhou Liang let out a sneer, his look of disdain scanning Lin Changfeng from head to toe.

"You pauper, go stay wherever it’s cool. This isn’t a place for you. Just look at yourself, dressed head to toe in shabbiness. Tsk, and yet there’s a young lady seeing you off. Lin Changfeng, I haven’t heard of you being betrothed?"

From his angle, he could only see Lin Caisang’s back, but just that back, coupled with the clothes on Lin Caisang, whether it was the fabric or the tailoring, was all top-notch, leading Zhou Liang to assume she was the daughter of some wealthy household.

"Young lady, don’t be deceived by Lin Changfeng’s superficial appearance. His whole family is born of peasants, and even now they’re still dealing with mud," he said, actually feeling that he was too kind-hearted.

"Is that so?"

Lin Caisang turned around, looking at Zhou Liang.

"They say dogs can’t change eating dung, and indeed, people from the Zhou family are all of the same character. In my opinion, you should remind the young lady beside you not to jump into the pit of fire that is your home, right?"

"You—"

Zhou Liang saw her and was immediately stunned by her heavenly beauty. He blinked several times, unable to regain his senses, almost drooling.

It wasn’t until the woman beside him, seeing him so besotted, wore an extremely ugly expression and fiercely twisted his arm that he came to his senses.

"Ouch, what are you doing?"

Still not fully recovered, Zhou Liang couldn’t help but question her.

"What do you think I’m doing, Zhou Liang? Don’t forget who you are!" The woman’s extremely displeased expression said it all about her mood at the moment. If it weren’t for the place being too crowded, which wouldn’t reflect well on her if it blew up, she would have certainly slapped Zhou Liang right in the face.

In front of her, he dared to stare so intently at another girl, who was he trying to embarrass?

She, the daughter of the prefect, was not one to be trifled with!

"Er."

Reminded by her, Zhou Liang finally came back to his senses and quickly tried to appease the woman with a smile.

"Ying’er, wasn’t I just talking to Lin Changfeng? Look at him, dressed in such a way, any lady following him would be like a fresh flower stuck in cow dung. Don’t you think so?"

"Since when have you known to pity for fragrance and cherish jade? Huh?" The woman’s cold gaze swept over Lin Caisang, her facial expression becoming almost ferocious.

"This..."

Zhou Liang was at a loss for words for a moment, stealing a glance at Lin Caisang.

Afterward, he couldn’t help but sneak several more peeks at Lin Caisang’s face, with the woman beside him watching, his eyes almost glued to Lin