The next day, Li Changyu asked Zhang Huai to join him in gathering people to plant willows.
The moment he saw Zhang Huai, the events of the previous night came to mind. He couldn't help but look him up and down, an odd expression on his face. 'I really saved you from a heap of trouble,' he thought. 'But this is just a temporary fix. These problems will keep coming unless you announce to the whole village that you intend to marry Juhua.'
Zhang Huai found the stare baffling. He glanced down at himself; his clothes, though old, were clean and tidy. Seeing nothing amiss, he asked suspiciously, "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"
Li Changyu chuckled. "It's nothing. I just think you look especially dashing and full of spirit today."
Zhang Huai shot him a look. "Fine, don't tell me. But stop staring, you're giving me the creeps. Save those fancy words for the Li family's second son!"
Hearing this, Li Changyu thought of Li Changyun and couldn't help but laugh.
