The unlucky guy was reborn as a lucky girl from a farm

Zhao Jincheng looked at the young man in front of him with a smile on his face, his heart full of joy, and walked forward quickly.

Zhao Jincheng stretched out his broad palm and gently patted the young man's strong arm, his eyes showing concern and joy, and he kept repeating: "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back."

Ni'er, who was standing aside, had tears in her eyes and her fair cheeks were slightly flushed with excitement.

After hearing what Zhao Jincheng said, she nodded and agreed: "That's right, it's good to be back, it's good to be back! You must have suffered a lot along the way, are you hungry? It's time to eat, come together."

However, the young man at this time looked haggard and exhausted.

Not only was he extremely hungry, but his lips had cracked and his throat had become hoarse due to not replenishing water for a long time.

Seeing Zhao Jincheng and Ni'er's warm greetings, his heart surged with warmth, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he could only squeeze out a few words with difficulty in his dry and hoarse voice: "Can... can you give me some water first?"

Only then did Ni'er notice that the young man was dirty, his shoes were torn, and his walking posture was a little strange. She thought he might be injured somewhere, so she quickly brought him a bowl of water.

The young man stretched out his hands and took the bowl steadily. He tilted his head back, opened his mouth, and rolled his throat up and down. After two muffled "gulp gulp" sounds, he drank all the water in the bowl.

However, this obviously did not completely satisfy his thirst for water. He couldn't help but stick out his tongue and gently lick his slightly dry lips with a sense of unsatisfaction.

Despite this, he knew very well in his heart that, according to the current situation, the amount of drinking water that could be allocated each day was limited. No matter how thirsty he was, he must not drink too much!

Seeing his expression, Nier quickly turned around and brought a bowl of water. The young man looked at the full bowl and felt a little scared. He hesitated and didn't dare to reach out to take it.

"One bowl is enough! You really don't need so much." The young man said with difficulty.

However, Nier didn't care. She smiled and handed the bowl forward, gently advising: "Drink it quickly, don't worry. You didn't drink any water here almost the whole day yesterday, so it's totally fine even if you drink three bowls!"

As she said this, Nier forced the bowl into his hands, signaling him to enjoy it without worry.

The young man looked into Nier's big eyes with gratitude, then raised his head, raised the big bowl in his hand high, and drank it all without hesitation.

As the cool, sweet water slid down his throat, he felt a surge of life force rapidly spreading throughout his body.

Just this bowl of water made him feel as if he was pulled back from the brink of death and regained his vitality and energy.

Before that, he almost died from extreme thirst during this long journey.

At this moment, the feeling of being on the verge of despair still lingered in my heart, but when I saw Ni'er's concerned eyes and the clean water she handed me, all the fear gradually dissipated.

Nier smiled and said to the young man, "Come on, let's go eat something together. You must be starving."

Hearing this, the young man nodded subconsciously. He indeed felt that his stomach had been rumbling for a long time, so he took a step forward and followed Ni'er and the others for a few steps.

Nier's eyes were fixed on the haggard and extremely exhausted young man in front of her.

He was seen staggering, as if every step he took required a huge amount of effort.

As her eyes slowly moved downwards, Nier keenly caught the faintly visible tiny wounds on his body.

Although the wounds were inconspicuous, they were a reminder of the hardships this young man had gone through.

Seeing this scene, Nier's heart couldn't help but tighten, but she soon relaxed a little.

Because after careful observation, she judged that although these wounds existed, they did not seem to be deep and would heal after a few days of rest.

However, out of caution and concern, she secretly made up her mind that after everyone had finished their meal, she would carefully check and properly treat his wounds.

At the same time, Zhao Jincheng, who was standing nearby, also noticed the injuries on the young man's body.

Coincidentally with Ni'er, he was also planning to personally help the injured young man with treatment after the meal.

At this time, Ni'er said with concern: "Why don't you just rest here and we will bring you food and other things."

"No, really! I can walk by myself..." The young man said quickly waving his hands with an embarrassed look on his face.

From childhood to adulthood, no one has ever cared about him so much and taken the initiative to bring him food, which made him feel very embarrassed and uneasy.

Although his legs were indeed a little sore, he felt that he was more than capable of continuing to walk. How could he trouble others to bring him food?

So, he endured the discomfort and took two steps forward.

However, at this moment, Zhao Jincheng quickly reached out and pressed his shoulder.

He advised earnestly, "Child, just sit here and rest for a while. It won't be a problem for Ni'er and I to bring you food. Look at you, you are already so tired, don't try to be brave! Sit down and have a good rest, your feet are swollen."

As he spoke, Zhao Jincheng gently lifted the young man's foot to check the injury. The ankle that was swollen like a steamed bun was heartbreaking.

"Look at you, you're already in this state, why are you still trying to show off? Hurry up and don't leave! Wait until after dinner, and I'll come and help you take care of it."

Zhao Jincheng grabbed his little disciple's arm without saying anything and dragged her out.

After the two of them walked for a while, Zhao Jincheng stopped and turned back, saying in an unquestionable tone: "Wait here, don't go anywhere!"

After hearing this, the young man's eyes instantly turned red, and his lips trembled slightly. He seemed to want to say something, but after hesitating for a long time, he finally squeezed out a low sound from his throat: "Hey..."

He originally thought that after Xiaodie left, no one in this world would care about him anymore, and from now on he would have to endure this difficult and bitter life alone.

However, at this moment, when he felt Zhao Jincheng's genuine concern for him, a warm feeling surged in his heart.

He slowly raised his slightly rough, dusty, stained and sticky hands, and subconsciously scratched the corners of his eyes with the nails of his thumbs, trying to wipe away the tears that were about to burst out.