I'm a Druid at a farmhouse.

Chapter 79 [Fitness] Exerting Force

Meanwhile, agritainment.

After feeding the sow in the backyard, Song You patted the little wild boar rubbing against his trouser leg, but still felt a little uneasy.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that letting Su Yunxi, that rich young lady who couldn't even pull weeds, drive a tricycle was a mistake.

He locked the courtyard gate and walked along the village road toward the village entrance.

......

Wen Qingyan stood frozen in place, looking at her cousin in front of her, who was wearing a straw hat, had mud on her face, and was smiling like a simple village girl. Her brain couldn't process so much information for a moment.

"Sis, what are you daydreaming about? Get in the car!" Su Yunxi patted the back of the tricycle and urged.

Wen Qingyan took a deep breath, hugged Wen Yaya who was also looking bewildered, and awkwardly climbed into the back compartment.

The tricycle started up again and hummed as it drove forward.

The truck bed was lined with a thick layer of straw, so the ride wasn't too bumpy.

Wen Yaya poked her head out from Wen Qingyan's arms, curiously looking at this brand new world, and quacked twice.

"Yunxi, your aesthetic sense is very down-to-earth now." Wen Qingyan looked at his cousin's skillful driving back and finally found his voice.

"What are you saying, sis?" Su Yunxi said without turning her head. "This is called experiencing life and adapting to local customs."

Wen Qingyan remained silent.

Looking at Su Yunxi's oversized T-shirt and then at her own carefully coordinated casual outfit, she suddenly felt like she was the one who didn't fit in.

"Oh, right, sis," Su Yunxi said, glancing at her in the rearview mirror as if she had just remembered something, "how come you recognized your senior so quickly last time? Didn't you two only meet once?"

Wen Qingyan pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and said in a flat tone, "He has a very distinctive scent."

"The taste?" Su Yunxi's heart tightened.

"Yes, it smells like fresh grass mixed with earth after the rain, very clean and quite distinctive," Wen Qingyan said frankly. "What, you couldn't smell it?"

She countered with a question, her gaze, peering through her glasses, carrying a scrutinizing quality.

Su Yunxi's expression instantly became unnatural.

How could she not have smelled it?

That smell still lingers on the blanket she slept under.

"It is indeed quite special," Su Yunxi replied vaguely.

Looking at her, Wen Qingyan suddenly understood something. His eyes behind his glasses narrowed slightly, and his tone carried a hint of dangerous teasing.

"Su Yunxi, tell me honestly, you two haven't already gotten into the car, have you?"

"No!" Su Yunxi's voice suddenly rose as if a cat's tail had been stepped on, and the handlebars in her hand wobbled.

The tricycle drew a small S-shape on the road.

"There's nothing between us!" she hurriedly explained. "It's just that a few days ago it rained, and my blankets got wet from drying in the sun, so he gave me his blanket instead!"

"Oh—changing the blankets, huh?" Wen Qingyan drawled out the words, her meaningful tone even more infuriating than a direct accusation.

"Yunxi, don't do anything reckless. If something really happens, I'll have to tell your parents."

"Sis!" Su Yunxi exclaimed, both embarrassed and angry. "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll throw you out of the car!"

"Okay, okay, I won't tell." Wen Qingyan raised her hands in a gesture of surrender, but she couldn't hide the smile on her face. "But I have to remind you, if your aunt and uncle find out about this, it will probably be a bit difficult for them to find a farmhouse owner as their son-in-law."

Her words were somewhat ambiguous, but the meaning was already quite clear.

Su Yunxi's face darkened.

"What's wrong with a farm stay owner? He's capable, he has ideas, he's a hundred times better than those city folks who only know how to indulge in debauchery!"

"I didn't say he was bad." Wen Qingyan's tone regained the calm and rationality of a lawyer. "I'm analyzing it from a risk assessment perspective. Song You is a self-made man with a tenacious spirit and clear goals. He won't be easily bound by anyone or anything. Do you think you can handle him?"

"If I can't control it, how can you?" Su Yunxi was stung by these words and retorted defiantly.

Looking ahead, Wen Qingyan slowly uttered a conclusion that shattered Su Yunxi's worldview.

"From a rational point of view, I am indeed more suitable than you."

Su Yunxi almost couldn't catch her breath.

Why?

"Because my family is poorer than yours," Wen Qingyan replied, her logic clear and well-organized. "Our family doesn't have such high requirements for marriage partners; we value personal ability and future potential more. Your family is different. What your uncle needs is a son-in-law who can integrate into the Su family business and be under his control. Song You is clearly not that person."

Therefore, in conclusion, I have the advantage over you.

"Of course, I won't do that."

For the first time, Su Yunxi was defeated by her cousin in terms of logic.

Her mind went blank, a sudden buzzing sound.

His hand trembled uncontrollably.

"Squeak—creak—"

The blue electric tricycle, like a drunkard, suddenly veered off the village road and plunged headlong into the half-meter-high embankment beside it!

"ah--!"

Su Yunxi and Wen Qingyan screamed at the same time.

Startled, Wen Yaya flapped her wings and flew out of Wen Qingyan's arms.

At this critical moment.

A dark figure suddenly darted out from the woods by the roadside!

That speed was beyond the limits of human comprehension.

Song You pushed off with his feet, his body shooting out like a cannonball. He arrived just a second before the tricycle completely overturned into the paddy field.

He stretched out his arms, one in each hand, and precisely grabbed the two women around the waist, forcefully pulling them out of the overturning car.

The immense inertia caused the three people to roll around on the ground.

Song You shielded the two of them in his arms, using his back to absorb all the impact.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye.

The expected pain and cold muddy water did not occur.

Su Yunxi and Wen Qingyan felt their bodies lighten as they fell into a firm and warm embrace, their noses filled with the familiar, comforting scent of grass.

The two slowly opened their eyes.

The first thing that catches the eye is Song You's face, so close yet so sharply defined.

He was looking down at them, his brows furrowed, his eyes filled with lingering fear and reproach.

"Are you all alright?" His voice was low and hoarse.

Both of them were stunned and forgot to answer for a moment.

"Huh?"

A puzzled, furry head peeked out from the top of Song You's head.

It's Wen Yaya.

It landed steadily on Song You's head without him noticing, tilting its head and curiously looking at the three humans below.

This comical scene instantly broke the tense atmosphere.

Su Yunxi and Wen Qingyan's faces turned pale instantly.

They scrambled out of Song You's arms, tidying their disheveled clothes and hair.

"I'm fine."

"I'm fine too."

Song You stood up, dusted himself off, and felt a slight pain in his back, but it wasn't a big problem.

He glanced at the tricycle, half of which was stuck in the mud, and then at the two still-shaken women in front of him.

"You all go back first." Song You's tone left no room for argument. "I'll handle things here."

"I'll get someone to help get the car up here later," Song You said, taking the ducky from his head and shoving it back to Wen Qingyan. "Keep an eye on your pets, and keep an eye on yourselves too."

"Senior, I'm sorry." Su Yunxi looked at Song You, her face filled with lingering fear and grievance, unable to utter a single word.

"Alright, it's good that you're alright." Song You patted her shoulder, then looked at Wen Qingyan, "Attorney Wen, were you scared?"

Wen Qingyan adjusted his glasses, took Wen Yaya, his face still pale, but he still shook his head, trying to appear calm.

"I'm fine."

"Let's go back to the farmhouse first. I'll handle things here." Song You pointed towards the courtyard. "You guys go ahead. I'll have someone bring the car up and drive it back later."

"Okay."

Su Yunxi and Wen Qingyan exchanged a glance, both seeing the relief of surviving a disaster in each other's eyes.

Without giving it much thought, the two obediently headed towards the farmhouse.

Only after watching the two figures walk away did Song You turn around and look at the tricycle with half of its body hanging outside the ridge of the field.

Need help?

nonexistent.

He walked to the front of the car, bent down, and grabbed the chassis with both hands.

The muscles in his arms bulged slightly, and an explosive force instantly flowed from his feet to his arms.

"rise!"

With a low shout, he lifted the electric tricycle, which weighed over 500 pounds including the battery and the rear cargo bed, off the edge of the field!

With a powerful pull of his arms, he shifted the car half a meter and gently placed it back onto the solid village road.

The whole process took only a few seconds.

After doing all this, he patted the dirt off his hands, got on his tricycle, started it, turned around, and drove towards the farmhouse. It seemed like he had only done a trivial little thing.

far away.

In a lush green rice paddy.

Tian Gensheng was squatting in the field weeding. He straightened up, wanting to massage his aching back.

Then, he witnessed a scene he could never comprehend in his entire life.

The young man from the Song family who returned to the village carried a tricycle up from the field all by himself.

"Clatter".

The old pipe he was holding in his mouth fell into the muddy water in front of him.

Tian Gensheng rubbed his eyes hard.

hallucinations.

It must be a hallucination.

He shakily pulled his reading glasses out of his pocket, put them on, and looked in that direction again.

The village road was deserted.

Only a gentle breeze rustled through the rice paddies.

"Am I getting old and my eyesight is failing?" Tian Gensheng muttered to himself as he squatted down and touched his forehead.

It's not hot.

He suddenly remembered the short videos that his grandson Tian Wenwu had shown him when he came back last time.

It is said that as people get older, they will experience various hallucinations, memory loss, and loss of coordination.

Online, this is called Alzheimer's disease.

Tian Gensheng's heart sank.

He felt that his memory had been poor lately, and he got tired easily when working.

Is it true?

No!

Tian Gensheng suddenly stood up, his face serious and resolute. He had to call his grandson right away.

He asked his grandson in the city to buy him some health supplements.

Buy the one on TV where the guy is yelling the loudest, even though it's ridiculously expensive.

Expensive means it's effective!

I absolutely cannot let myself actually develop Alzheimer's disease!