When he saw Grandma Yan Mo looking at it, Si Ze looked so helpless for the first time. He didn't know where to put his hands, and the expression on his face kept changing.

Yan Mo nudged him with his shoulder, reminding him to answer.

"Yeah." Si Ze's face was full of black lines, feeling extremely embarrassed. He felt that this girl did it on purpose and she was taking revenge.

Dressing like this is very common here, and grandma wouldn't think anything of it. It's a good thing for young people to want to experience rural life, so she naturally wouldn't stop them. She just said, "If you want to experience it, then go, but be careful. Come back after experiencing it, and you don't have to work for your grandpa."

Si Ze secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that just as the girl said, it wouldn't look ugly if she wore it like this.

Sudden.

The grandmother, who had already walked out the door, stopped, turned around, looked at Si Ze, and praised:

"My grandson-in-law looks surprisingly good dressed like this."

Yan Mo gave his grandma a thumbs up and said, "Grandma, great minds think alike. I think he looks super handsome and good-looking in this outfit."

She was not lying. The saying that Buddha needs gold and people need clothes is only for people without good looks. For someone like him with almost perfect body proportions and a handsome face, clothes are what set him off. I guess if he just put on some curtains, he can become a big brand star.

He usually wears all black, and you can't tell from his unchanging formal attire, but after changing into this, he really has a different style, even better than his superstar brother.

If he were put into the entertainment industry, he would probably become a big star without any hype.

"Right! I've already told you that you are so handsome and good-looking like this. Now you can rest assured!" Yan Mo leaned towards him and whispered in his ear.

Si Ze's face flushed uncomfortably, and he adjusted his apron somewhat awkwardly. He looked down at her and thought, since she thought it looked good and liked it, then he would let her wear it reluctantly!

"Let's go!" Si Ze said lightly, took the bamboo basket next to Yan Mo with his hand, and walked straight out of the courtyard.

"So you want to praise me!" Yan Mo muttered, looking at his awkward look, he touched his nose with a smile, said hello to his grandma beside him, and ran after him.

When she chased him out, he was leaning against the red brick wall of the gate, with the bamboo basket tilted beside him, waiting for her to come.

"How do I get there?"

Yan Mo pointed to a dense forest behind Grandpa's house: "Over there."

"Okay." Si Ze picked up the shoulder pole leaning against the wall again, put on the hemp rope of the bamboo basket, and imitated his grandfather, carrying the shoulder pole on his shoulders, and walked in the direction Yan Mo pointed. With every step he took, the two bamboo baskets swung back and forth, and his awkward posture of walking with one high and one jump made Yan Mo laugh.

"Si Ze, you are so cute like this!" She praised him without hesitation.

"Don't laugh." Si Ze was a little angry and embarrassed.

This was the first time he chose this, and he was a little out of control. He knew it didn't look good, but he couldn't find the balance for a while.

"Okay, I won't laugh." Yan Mo nodded and agreed, but secretly took out his mobile phone, ready to record this rare moment. You know, as the president of Zhenghong Group, he would only look like this once, which is very rare.

At this moment, a basket was suddenly thrown out.

Due to gravity, the bamboo basket on the left flew away, and the right side lost balance and fell to the right.

Coincidentally, Yan Mo was walking beside Si Ze's right side, and the bamboo basket was thrown directly towards Yan Mo. Seeing that it was about to hit her, he moved quickly and immediately stretched out his hand to fix the left side of the carrying pole. At the same time, his whole body stepped back several steps to avoid the right side of the basket from hitting her, but he was accidentally hit on the forehead by the carrying pole.

There was a "bang" sound.

Yan Mo was startled and immediately put down his phone, came to his side, and asked anxiously:

"Si Ze, are you okay?"

Si Ze stood there in a daze, a little confused. It didn't hurt, but it was a little embarrassing.

She thought he was dazed by the pain, so she quickly held his head and blew on the red mark on his forehead from the beating with the carrying pole. When she didn't hear his response, Yan Mo panicked and said again:

"Si Ze, are you okay? Does it hurt?"

Hearing her anxious voice, Si Ze came back to his senses, gently pushed her away, and smiled awkwardly:

"I'm fine."

"I'm glad you're okay." Yan Mo let out a breath. Seeing that he looked a little aggrieved and embarrassed, she couldn't help but want to laugh again. If she hadn't seen him carrying the load just now and the way he decisively took the bamboo basket beside her, she would have thought he was very skilled. Unexpectedly, he was not as good as her.

Si Ze walked towards the flying bamboo basket without saying a word, picked it up and brought it back, then silently put it on the shoulder pole and bent down to prepare to pick it up.

"Let me do it!" Yan Mo smiled and shook her head, pressing her hand on the shoulder pole to stop him, ready to take it over. After all, it was not heavy when it was empty, so she could still carry it.

"Need not."

"Are you sure?" Yan Mo asked unconvinced.

"Of course." Si Ze said confidently and gently stroked her hand away.

How could he possibly ask his wife to carry such a heavy load? He was the CEO of the Zhenghong Group, and he could easily secure orders worth hundreds of millions. How could he not be able to carry a basket? As long as he wanted to do it, there was nothing he couldn't do. It was just carrying a heavy load! It was definitely not a problem for him.

Then, he was seen holding up the carrying pole with one hand and striding forward easily. If he couldn't use his shoulders, he wouldn't have figured out a way!

"Not bad." Yan Momiao praised.

This method may not work for shorter people, as the bamboo basket will drag on the ground, but given Si Ze's height, there is no problem at all. For someone who has never carried a load before, the balance point with the hands is easier to find than with the shoulders.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Mo and Si Ze arrived at their grandfather's orange orchard. Looking around, they saw densely packed orange trees as tall as a person. Each tree was full of golden, round and plump tangerines, which looked very tempting and made people drool.

Yan Mo swallowed unconsciously, and before he could stand still, he reached out and tore off one, broke it open and started eating it excitedly.

"Wow... so sweet." Yan Mo squinted her eyes and exclaimed in delight as soon as she put the orange in her mouth. Then, she fed a piece to Si Ze beside her and stuffed another piece into her own mouth. In no time, she had finished the whole orange in her hand.

One piece couldn't satisfy her greed at all, so she tore off another one and started eating.

Although Yan Mo looks completely different from her usual self and has no ladylike image, people will unconsciously be happy with her, forgetting the troubles in life and relaxing their whole body and mind.

Si Ze enjoyed this feeling very much. He also ripped off an orange and slowly peeled it, removing the white fuzz stuck to the flesh bit by bit, and fed it to her mouth piece by piece...

"Grandpa, I'm here to help you pick oranges." Yan Mo ate while shouting incoherently to the old man on the opposite side who was picking oranges.

Hearing this, the old man stopped picking oranges, looked up at his granddaughter across from him, and shook his head lovingly, pointing to the depths of the forest and shouting:

"Girl, the tangerines over there are bigger, go pick them over there!"