Seeing her hesitation, Xie Yan instantly understood what she was thinking. Without saying a word, he reached out and snatched the bouquet of flowers his son had given him, and said in a seemingly generous manner, "Alright, since you're so reluctant to part with them, I'll hold them for you."
Looking at him like this, Yu Yuehui couldn't help but lower her head and chuckle softly, her eyes full of tenderness, "Okay, why not?"
Then, the two walked hand in hand along the winding mountain road, stopping and starting along the way.
They wandered through the lush forest, listening to the cheerful songs of birds and feeling the rustling of leaves in the wind.
Everywhere Yu Yuehui went, she would recall the scenes of working there before. Seeing the crooked apricot tree on the mountain, she would smile and say, "Do you still remember this tree?"
Xie Yan glanced at it with disdain. "I remember, of course I remember. It was this guy. The apricots he produced were all show and no substance, and they were sour as hell."
Hearing his words, Yu Yuehui instantly recalled the scene of Xie Yan's face scrunched up like a bun from the sourness, and she burst out laughing.
Xie Yan also thought of that scene and was very unhappy, so he kicked the tree when he passed by.
The crooked tree, innocently kicked, shook its leaves in dissatisfaction.
Xie Yan, who had already gone far away, paid no attention to Da Shu's dissatisfaction. They explored all the mountains in the area and, after careful observation and consideration, finally chose Fei Hua Mountain in the north.
The land here on Feihua Mountain has typical mountain characteristics. The soil is not fertile. You can feel the stones under your feet when you step on it. Yu Yuehui bent down and picked up a few stones and piled them on the side of the road. There were countless such stones piled up there.
Xie Yan sat under the pear tree, overlooking the entire mountain area. The wheat planted here was sparse, forming a stark contrast with the golden waves of wheat opposite.
After returning from the mountain of nonsense, Xie Yan felt as if his legs were filled with lead, and he collapsed into a chair as soon as he got home.
In recent years in Beijing, although he would get up early every day to run, he usually rode his beloved little motorcycle when he went out. It had been a long time since he had walked such a long distance. At this moment, he felt that all his strength had been drained, and he was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to open his mouth to speak.
Looking at his exhausted appearance, Yu Yue felt sorry for Kuaile. She turned around to pour him a glass of water and said softly, "You must be exhausted. I told you to go home early, but you insisted on staying with me. Now you're behaving yourself!"
Xie Yan stared blankly at the sky, filled with regret!
Yu Yuehui was amused by his appearance and said while trying to suppress her laughter, "Have some water first. The hot water in the bathroom is already heated. Take it back and take a bath."
Xie Yan mechanically took the water glass, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp.
As soon as Chaochao stepped into the house, she saw her father sprawled out on the kang (a heated brick bed) in a spread-eagle position, completely lacking any decorum. She couldn't help but sigh deeply and said helplessly, "Dad, you still need more exercise."
"They've only walked a short distance, and they're already like this!"
Xie Yan didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, directly interrupting his little darling's next words, weakly uttering two words: "Old!" The voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, revealing weariness and vicissitudes.
Chaochao's eyes widened, her face filled with disbelief. "??? You call this old? What about my grandparents then?"
Xie Yan kept his eyes closed, his tone flat and devoid of any emotion, looking half-dead, "He's an old man!"
Chaochao looked at him and sighed again. Oh well, with her father in such a state, whatever she said would probably go in one ear and out the other and have no effect whatsoever.
Let's wait until he recovers before talking to him ourselves.
Xie Yan really exhausted himself on this trip, and he couldn't even get out of bed the next day.
Looking at his appearance, Yu Yue shook her head helplessly and had no choice but to deliver the gift alone.
After breakfast, Chaochao and the others left with their friends who were already waiting outside.
The house fell silent, leaving Xie Yan all alone.
Fearing that someone might come to visit later and that he might not notice while asleep, he got off the kang (a heated brick bed) and slowly walked to the recliner.
This recliner, worn smooth and shiny from his long use, fits his body perfectly in every way.
He plopped down, stretched comfortably, and couldn't help but murmur, "So comfortable!"
Xie Yan lay on the recliner, his gaze inadvertently falling on the bunches of grapes in the yard.
Under the sunlight, the plump, round grapes resembled jade beads, gleaming with an alluring luster.
Looking at the grapes, Xie Yan's lips unconsciously curled up slightly, and his thoughts drifted back to the time when he and his wife secretly planted grapevines together.
That grapevine was specially dug up from the mountain by Yu Yuehui.
Fearing gossip, they deliberately chose to act late at night. The moonlight that day was like water, illuminating the entire courtyard. Because of the moonlight, the prepared candles were not needed. The two were happy for a long time looking at the bright moonlight, and planted the trees by the moonlight.
After the trees were planted, the two looked at the tiny saplings and were as happy as fools, laughing out loud in the middle of the night. It was only because their place was relatively remote that they were laughing so loudly in the middle of the night that they would have been scolded to death.
Back then, the grapevine was just a small, frail vine, but now it has grown lush and full of leaves, taking up half of the yard.
Xie Yan looked at it now, a smile playing on his lips, and for a moment he vaguely saw the two people laughing loudly in the yard.
The distant laughter of children drifted to his ears, their clear voices like melodious music floating in the air. Listening to these vibrant sounds, Xie Yan felt increasingly relaxed, and gradually, his eyes closed, and he drifted off to sleep.
After an unknown amount of time, Yu Yue returned.
She gently pushed open the courtyard gate and immediately saw Xie Yan fast asleep on a recliner.
The sunlight gently bathed him, casting a golden halo over his features. A gentle smile appeared on Yu Yuehui's lips.
She put the watermelon she was holding into the well water to chill it before going inside, taking out a book, and sitting on the other side of the recliner to read.
Xie Yan was awakened by the sound of turning pages. Before he even opened his eyes, he knew who was reading and muttered under his breath, "Reading under the sun is bad for your eyes."
Yu Yue pushed her sunglasses up, "I know, that's why I wore sunglasses."
Xie Yan: "!"
"Fine," he said, struggling to sit up before adding, "Why didn't you watch from inside?"
Yu Yuehui shrugged. "Isn't this just me sunbathing with you? Didn't you say that the yang energy is strongest during the dog days of summer, making it the best time to sunbathe?"
Xie Yan sighed helplessly. With his wife's abundant yang energy, did she really need to sunbathe? But he also knew that his wife was reading here to keep him company, so he stood up and said, "Let's go inside."
Yu Yue put the book she was holding on the table. "Want some watermelon?"
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