After discussing the matter, the young couple came out of the village chief's house.

Walking on the country road, the couple held each other's hands tightly, reluctant to let go.

At this moment, Xiao Wen's attention was attracted by a patch of yellow chrysanthemums on the roadside.

He immediately stopped his wife and said to her, "Wife, wait here for me. I'll be back soon."

After saying this, he immediately ran towards the field of yellow chrysanthemums.

Lin Qingqing stared at his running figure curiously, and soon discovered that this guy was actually running to pick the yellow chrysanthemums.

The yellow chrysanthemums are blooming beautifully at this time. When you walk along the roadside, if a breeze blows, you can immediately smell the fragrance of chrysanthemums.

While smelling the fragrance of the flowers, Lin Qingqing discovered that the man who had just run past was picking a bunch of chrysanthemums in the sea of yellow chrysanthemums and running towards her.

"Wife, this is for you." Xiao Wen ran over and handed the yellow chrysanthemum in his hand to her with a youthful look.

Lin Qingqing looked down at the yellow chrysanthemums he handed her and was stunned for a moment.

After a while, she slowly regained her voice, looked up at him, and confirmed with him again and again, "You want to give me this bouquet of yellow chrysanthemums? Are you sure you mean it?"

Seeing that his wife seemed unhappy, Xiao Wen, who had been happy before, suddenly became a little nervous.

Why did he feel that his wife didn't look happy at all after receiving the bouquet of yellow chrysanthemums he gave her?

Could it be that the method of making women happy mentioned in the book is a lie?

"Wife, don't you like this flower? Doesn't the book say that you women all like romance and like to give flowers? Did I do something wrong?" He scratched his hair, his face full of confusion.

Lin Qingqing shook her head and smiled. "You did nothing wrong, but your mistake was with this bouquet of flowers. Xiao Wen, let me ask you, do you know what the yellow chrysanthemums represent?"

When Xiao Wen was stared at by his wife seriously, he suddenly felt his hair go numb.

"Wife, I don't know. Tell me, what did I do wrong?" he asked obediently.

Seeing his innocent face, Lin Qingqing cursed him in her heart as a straight man.

In order to avoid getting angry to death, she decided to tell him the answer honestly.

Anyway, she already knew that even if she gave the man another hour, he probably wouldn't be able to guess why she was angry.

"These yellow chrysanthemums are not meant to be given away casually, and certainly not to anyone casually. They are bouquets used to worship ancestors, don't you know?" When she said this, she was so angry that she reached out and gently grabbed his ear.

After his wife's explanation, Xiao Wen immediately understood. Looking at her blazing eyes, he stepped forward to explain with a strong desire to survive, "Wife, I can explain this. I didn't know the yellow chrysanthemum had this meaning. I just wanted to pick it for you when I saw it. When I get back, I will read all the flower languages and memorize them by heart. I will never make this mistake again."

In fact, she had long guessed that this man must not understand the meaning of this flower.

"Okay, I forgive you this time, but what about this bouquet of flowers?" She asked, looking at the yellow chrysanthemums still in his hand.

Xiao Wen threw it to the side of the road with a nervous look on his face, "Let's not take it. I'll give you a bouquet of red roses next time."

He was almost scared to death by the bouquet, and now it was like a hot potato to him.

Lin Qingqing smiled and bent down to pick it up. "It would be a shame to throw it away, but this yellow chrysanthemum has another effect, which is to reduce internal heat. It can be used to make tea."

After she finished speaking, her eyes lit up and she looked up at the chrysanthemums all over the mountain. "Xiao Wen, you are really great. You gave me an idea to make money."

The more she thought about it, the more excited she became. She walked forward, held his head, and kissed him hard on the face.

Xiao Wen touched his kissed face with a look of dissatisfaction, "Wife, isn't your kiss too perfunctory?"

Lin Qingqing stopped smiling, turned to look at him, and immediately looked into his cunning eyes.

"What's wrong? You don't want it, right? Okay, I won't kiss you next time." She threatened with a smile on her face.

You little brat, you dare to play dirty tricks on her, let’s see who can win.

When Xiao Wen heard that she understood him in this way, he was so scared that he quickly stepped forward to explain, "Wife, that's not what I meant. I wanted to say that you kissed me a little too fast, and the place you kissed was not right. You should kiss here." As he said that, he gently touched his lips with one hand.

Lin Qingqing looked at him with a meaningful smile, and raised a playful smile at the corner of her mouth, "You want me to kiss you here, then come here quickly."

Xiao Wen's eyes immediately lit up, and he slowly walked over with a happy smile on his handsome face.

Lin Qingqing had a smile in her eyes, and just as he was about to come over, she immediately reached out and pushed him back.

"You wish. I won't kiss you there. What can you do to me?" After shouting this, she turned around and ran out quickly.

Xiao Wen was stunned at first after being pushed, and then he saw his wife running away. A doting smile appeared on the corner of his handsome mouth, and the next second, he immediately took a step to catch up with her.

Suddenly, two large figures appeared on the village path, one running and the other chasing.

The villagers who were busy working in the fields heard the noises of playing and couldn't help but put down their work and look over.

When the women saw these two loving figures, they felt more or less envious.

Women, no matter what age they are, all hope that the men around them can be more romantic.

Now the playful figures of Lin Qingqing and Xiao Wen have aroused the little romance that they have always hidden in their hearts.

Soon, many women in the fields were complaining about the men around them.

On this day, the poor male villagers of Linjia Village enjoyed the kind of scolding they had never experienced before from their wives.

Lin Qingqing and Xiao Wen, the culprits, were unaware of these things.

When the couple returned home, they found that there were guests at home.

"Lin Qingqing, you are such a disloyal person. You didn't even send anyone to inform me when you came back. If I hadn't met someone from your village yesterday and asked her, I would not have known that you were back here." Gan Wei walked towards Lin Qingqing who was standing at the door without any pressure, with a big belly.

Seeing that her belly was so big that it looked like she was about to give birth, Lin Qingqing quickly stopped her from moving forward and said, "Stop, stop, don't come over here. Let me come over. You just stand there and don't move."

Gan Wei also knew that she had to be careful in her current state.