Yun Tangyin paused, her ears burning, and she turned around and pinched his arm: "You old rascal, be careful Mom hears you."

Fu Yucheng deliberately let out a sound of pain, then grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms: "It's good that you heard that. Mom told me yesterday not to stay up too late at night, saying she was afraid of upsetting you."

"Nonsense!" Yun Tangyin's voice was as soft as a mosquito's hum, but she was trapped in his arms and couldn't break free. "Mom clearly said that you should rest early."

"Isn't that the same?" Fu Yucheng chuckled, his chin brushing against the top of her head. "While we're resting, we can also let Mom hold her grandson soon. It's killing two birds with one stone."

The kitchen window wasn't closed tightly, and the evening breeze carried the scent of locust blossoms in. Yun Tangyin smelled the scent of soap mixed with the aroma of cooking fire on him, and her heart softened like a ball of cotton.

She snuggled closer to him, her voice muffled by her coarse cloth jacket: "But that has to wait until the roof of the educated youth settlement is repaired and Mom's padded jacket is finished..."

"I'll do whatever you say." Fu Yucheng pinched her earlobe. "Anyway, we have a long life ahead of us. By the way, after we finish fixing the roof tomorrow, I'll take you for a walk over to the river bend. I saw a lot of wild chrysanthemums blooming in the reeds the other day, let's pick a few."

Yun Tangyin looked up at him, and the moonlight shone through the window cracks, making his eyes look like they were filled with stars.

She couldn't help but reach out and touch his face: "How did you know I like wild chrysanthemums?"

Fu Yucheng took her hand and brought it to his lips, gently biting her fingertip. "How could I not know what my wife is thinking?"

A cough suddenly came from the courtyard gate, and the two hurriedly separated. Fu Yucheng hurriedly went to pick up the bowl, while Yun Tangyin blushed and went to wipe the stove. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Fu Yuanshan standing at the door of the woodshed, adding firewood to the stove with his back to them.

"Second Brother, you're still awake?" Yun Tangyin asked, forcing herself to speak.

Fu Yuanshan grunted in a muffled voice: "We need to get up early tomorrow to repair the roof, so let's boil some hot water and prepare it."

After saying that, he picked up a bundle of firewood and went into the woodshed. The curtain swayed, revealing Jiang Jianhua's face as he secretly peeked out. When he realized he had been discovered, he quickly shrank back inside.

Yun Tangyin lowered her head, but Fu Yucheng laughed so hard he couldn't stand up straight: "My wife really is..."

"If you laugh again, I won't talk to you anymore." Yun Tangyin picked up the basin of water and walked outside, but was stopped by Fu Yucheng as soon as she entered the courtyard.

He magically produced a string of wild hawthorns tied with a red string from his pocket and handed it to her: "Here you go. I picked them from a hawthorn tree this afternoon when I passed by. They're sour and refreshing, perfect for cutting through the richness of the food."

Yun Tangyin took it; the hawthorn still had fresh dew on it. She took a bite, and her eyes narrowed from the sourness. But then she saw Fu Yucheng lean over and smell the juice from the corner of her lips: "It really is sour."

The night breeze suddenly turned hot. Yun Tangyin clutched the hawthorn, feeling her heart tremble with a sour taste, yet also with a throbbing sweetness.

The next morning, Fu Yucheng and Fu Yuanshan carried a ladder to the educated youth settlement. Yun Tangyin stood at the gate and reminded them, "Be careful, don't climb too high."

"Okay." Fu Yucheng turned around and waved to her, then took a couple of steps and turned back to put a hot boiled egg in her hand. "You didn't eat enough for breakfast, have something to eat on the way."

After they walked away, Jiang Jianhua came over and smiled, "Yinyin, look at how Lao San kept turning back every few steps, his eyes are only for you."

Yun Tangyin peeled the eggshell, the egg white as tender as cream: "Second sister-in-law, please don't make fun of me. Aren't you and second brother like this too?"

“We’re an old couple,” Jiang Jianhua said, picking beans through the sieve. “You two are truly inseparable. By the way, the supply and marketing cooperative got a batch of cotton thread the other day, red and green ones, want to go and buy some?”

Yun Tangyin's heart skipped a beat: "Really? Then I'll go take a look after they finish repairing the roof."

Just then, Song Yushuang came out with a slightly worn blue cloth shirt: "Yinyin, help me alter this shirt so your older brother can wear it. The cuffs of his shirt are worn out, it would be a shame to throw it away."

"Okay." Yun Tangyin took the cloth shirt. "I'll go cut it right away, and my brother can try it on when he gets back."

She sat under the shade of a tree in the courtyard sewing clothes, her stitches even and dense. Yu Xia came over to look and said, "Yinyin's skills are truly exceptional. The other day, my sister from my maternal family asked me to inquire if I could make a wedding dress for her daughter. She was willing to give two feet of cloth as a thank you gift."

"We can't just make any wedding dress," Yun Tangyin said with a smile, shaking her head. "But a regular cloth shirt would be fine; let her come and take her measurements when she has some free time."

Before they knew it, it was noon. Fu Yucheng and the others hadn't returned yet. Just as Yun Tangyin was about to go and check, she saw Fu Yucheng return with his men. One of them had a cut on his forehead, from which blood was seeping.

"What happened?" Yun Tangyin quickly put down her needlework and went to greet Fu Yucheng, asking, "How did you get hurt?"

The person who came was the same one Fu Yucheng had met when he brought Yun Tangyin to the Northeast.

Zhou Desheng.

"It's nothing, I just slipped on it." Zhou Desheng waved his hand dismissively. "I was working with Brother Fu, and the roof tiles at the educated youth settlement were too slippery, so I tripped by accident."

The young man with dark skin and white teeth smiled kindly: "I was afraid my wife would worry, so I came with Brother Fu first. I need to trouble you, sister-in-law, to give me some medicine or something to apply."

Without saying a word, Yun Tangyin rummaged through the bottom of the box and pulled out some red medicine. She dipped a cotton swab in it and gently applied it to his wound: "You're bleeding and you still say you're fine? You were injured because of Fu Yucheng, so let me put some medicine on it for you."

"It doesn't hurt at all." Zhou Desheng suddenly laughed. "Your sister-in-law is such a kind person."

Yun Tangyin gently blew on the wound, her warm breath caressing it. Fu Yucheng, standing beside her, felt a tingling sensation in his heart and suddenly reached out to pull her into his arms: "After all, she's my wife."

"Stop being so glib." Yun Tangyin pushed him away. "Hurry up and change your dirty clothes. I'll cook you a bowl of egg noodles with your favorite chili sauce."

After applying the medicine, Zhou Desheng prepared to leave. Fu Yucheng didn't refuse or stand on ceremony, waving goodbye and watching him leave.

When Fu Yucheng went inside to change his clothes, he took out something wrapped in a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Yun Tangyin: "Here, the educated youths insisted on giving it to me, saying they wanted to thank me for fixing the roof."

The handkerchief contained a few pieces of fruit candy and a small packet of malted milk powder.

Yun Tangyin, being from a wealthy family, was quite the rare sight to others, but she had seen it all before. Holding the packet of malted milk powder, she said, "No need to be so polite. Didn't you refuse?"

Fu Yucheng changed his clothes, revealing his muscular physique: "No need for such formalities, just take what you need. Oh, and..."

Yun Tangyin thought he was going to say something important.

Who knew that Fu Yucheng would turn around and hug Yun Tangyin without saying a word.

"What were you thinking when you applied the medicine to Xiao Zhou?"

Fu Yucheng asked seriously, but Yun Tangyin seemed a little confused.

Why do you need to think about things that are just easy to do?

But looking at Fu Yucheng's face, Yun Tangyin suddenly realized that this man was even jealous of Xiao Zhou!

Yun Tangyin, both amused and annoyed, punched him in the chest: "Fu Yucheng! Is this funny?"