“This money belongs to my older brother. He was there the day your family had that accident.”

He was worried that your family didn't have that much money, so he gave me some money in advance.

"I used my name as an excuse to help you out."

Gu Yansong only told them not to tell them, so as not to put them on a psychological burden.

But now that the money has been repaid, she feels it's time to tell them the truth.

Otherwise, she would feel guilty accepting people's gratitude for nothing.

"Nianxue, please thank your brother for me." After a long while, Taozi finally spoke up.

"Sister Peach, why don't you go and return the money to him yourself? And thank him while you're at it." Su Nianxue patted her hand with a smile, a sly glint in her eyes.

Peach bit her lip. "Okay, I'll go by myself."

Su Nianxue simply handed over the 100 yuan from last time to Taozi.

She didn't go to the old house, but went straight to the Gu family's land.

Sure enough, there was a familiar figure there, bending over and weeding in the field.

The image of the shy, upright young man in his mind gradually merged with that of the simple, somewhat hunched farmer in the fields.

Peach sighed softly, realizing that they were all so old.

Then he chuckled self-deprecatingly, "That's right."

The little followers who used to call them "brother" and "sister" have all grown up, gotten married, and have children. They're about to become fathers.

Aren't they getting old?

Time really flies; in the blink of an eye, many, many years have passed.

So many that she couldn't even remember how many days and nights had passed.

"Gu Yansong!" she shouted towards the field.

Gu Yansong turned around, saw it was her, and quickly stopped what he was doing, straightened up, and asked, "You, what brings you here?"

"I'm here to thank you."

I already know about the money; I've come to thank you.

Thank you for helping me and my family.