Chapter 82 Anyone who didn't know better would think you were decorating your new house.



Li Xian's body stiffened noticeably, his ears turned slightly red, and he slowly turned to look at her. His gaze fell on the top of her head, like a pool of molten lava, obscure and difficult to understand.

He didn't think much about it when he bought these things; he even considered that these things would be completely useless, but he still bought them anyway.

If she comes someday and there's nothing here or there, it will be unfair to her.

Xu Nuo lowered her head and fiddled with the kerosene lamp on the table without looking at him. He moved his lips, but ultimately said nothing.

He simply looked at the simple house, silent and resolute.

Nuonuo, I will give you something even better.

Li Xian cooked rock sugar eggs, and Xu Nuo ate half a bowl before pushing the bowl away and refusing to eat any more.

Li Xian took the bowl, drank it all in two gulps, then put the bowl aside, planning to wash it when he got back from work in the afternoon.

There was an empty patch of land outside the courtyard gate that hadn't been planted with anything yet. Xu Nuo pulled him over and said excitedly, "Let's plant some wild chrysanthemums here, so I can pick them and make flower tea."

There are wild chrysanthemums, wild roses, and other flowers in the mountains. Li Xian plans to go to the mountains to find them tomorrow. He asked her, "Okay, what else should we plant?"

The sun was quite bright, so Xu Nuo ran behind him to hide from it, tilting her head as she thought for a moment: "Let's plant another fruit tree, dig up the apple trees from the mountains, and also wild strawberries, mulberries..."

Xu Nuo counted on her fingers, her big, round eyes full of smiles and anticipation. Li Xian looked at her, a slight smile playing on his lips, and whispered, "Okay."

If the production team members were here, they would definitely say that Xu Nuo is talking nonsense. What kind of land is suitable for what kind of trees? Those fruit trees can flower and bear fruit in the mountains, but they definitely won't survive if transplanted here.

However, Xu Nuo did not consider these things. With flowers, plants and water at hand, why was he afraid of not being able to grow crops?

She doesn't just want to grow grains; she also wants to grow ginseng.

Li Xian's house stands alone at the foot of the mountain, quite a distance from the nearest house, and no one ever comes here normally.

It used to feel a bit deserted, but now I realize it's nice.

There's a large area of ​​land outside the yard that can be used to grow things.

When Li Xian heard that she wanted to grow ginseng, he pursed his lips and thought for a moment: "Grow it in the yard. I will fix the gate."

Xu Nuo turned to look at the courtyard gate that opened with a push and said to him, "We really need to fix that gate, otherwise it's not safe for the house."

The word "home" was like a drop of boiling water, scalding Li Xian. He turned to look at the door.

The door had been broken since he was very young; his father had even repaired it when his mother was alive.

As time went on, no one paid any more attention to that door.

His memories seemed to drift away, and Li Xian recalled his childhood when his parents took him to hide in the mountains and told him all sorts of stories.

They talked about life abroad and how they met, which seemed to be a rare and warm time for the family amidst the hardships of fate.

After his parents passed away one after another, Li Xian began to use this place as a place to rest at night, living a muddled life.

I never imagined that one day he would be like an ordinary person, cultivating the soil and growing vegetables outside his door, and repairing the gate.

The word "home" felt too distant to him, leaving him feeling somewhat lost and helpless.

Seeing that he was looking down and not saying anything, Xu Nuo reached out and poked his stomach, saying coquettishly, "Li the silly boy! Why are you spacing out again? Did you hear me... ah!"

She was pulled, and the man leaned down and hugged her tightly. His voice sounded in her ear, like a sigh, like a murmur: "I heard you, Nuonuo."

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