Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

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Frowning, Yaoyao glanced at his leg and asked, “Has your leg healed?”
“No.” Beitang You sat down beside her, his expression unchanged.

Yaoyao did not believe him at all.

This fellow had probably lied yesterday too, for if his leg had truly been injured, how could he have participated in the investigation of the magistrate?

Meeting Yaoyao’s skeptical gaze, Beitang You paused before touching his right shin.
“It’s true.”

“I see.” That was all Yaoyao said before leaning her head against the wall of the carriage to sleep.

Beitang You was disappointed by her indifference.

He took out a brocade pouch from under his clothes and nudged Yaoyao.
“This is for you.”

Yaoyao opened her eyes and glanced at him.
Dubiously, she took it from him and weighed it in her hand, only to find it was rather heavy.
“What’s this?”

“Open it and see.” Beitang You smiled at her.

Yaoyao opened the brocade pouch as she was told.

To her surprise, it was filled with shelled sunflower seeds.

She immediately remembered the plate of sunflower seeds she had shelled the night before.

Delighted, she grabbed a handful from the pouch and said joyfully, “I shelled these last night.”

Just when she was about to start eating, she heard Beitang You say airily, “Yes.
I counted them; there were two hundred.
But then I shelled another three hundred, so adding them together would bring the total to exactly five hundred.”

Yaoyao stopped in her tracks.

There was too much information hidden in his words.

He already knew that she had shelled two hundred seeds before counting them, but who told him that?

Also, had he not returned late last night?

If he had shelled another three hundred seeds, did that mean he had stayed up all night?

“Go ahead and eat them if you want to.” Beitang You’s voice interrupted her wandering thoughts.

“Oh.” Yaoyao popped one into her mouth.
After thinking for a moment, she took another handful out of the brocade pouch and put them into his palm.
“Let’s eat them together.”