"Dabao is calling you," Zhao Datu saw Axiang just standing there and couldn't help but push her, almost making her fall.
"Hey, why do you push her?" Xia Dabao, seeing Zhao Datu bullying Axiang, couldn't stand it and got up from her bench to help Axiang up.
Axiang was very grateful. That day by the well, everyone was laughing at her, but Xia Dabao was the only one who truly cared about her. She said softly, "Thank you!"
"You're welcome," Xia Dabao continued to help Axiang up and then pointed to the bench behind her and asked Axiang, "Is this the bench you brought?"
"Yes," Axiang still looked timidly at Zhao Datu.
When Zhao Datu had left the house, he thought Axiang was beautiful, but now next to Xia Dabao, his gaze stayed on Xia Dabao. Both were dressed in red gowns, but Axiang kept her head down and spoke softly, while Xia Dabao was bright and lively, like a little sun.