Zheng Xinyi came running over with a can of food in her arms. The moment she saw Wang Qianyu, she was stunned. But in the blink of an eye, Cheng Haoyu walked over to her with a smile and took the can from her hand: "What took you so long?"
"Are you feeling better?" Zheng Xinyi blinked her big watery eyes at him. The two of them completely ignored Wang Qianyu who was standing there in a daze, staring at Cheng Haoyu with a lot of anger.
Cheng Haoyu held the can in his hand, twisted it hard, and took out a can of hawthorn from it and fed it to Zheng Xinyi's lips. Zheng Xinyi opened her mouth slightly and the can of hawthorn fell into her mouth.
"Is it delicious?" Chen Haoyu asked.
Zheng Xinyi nodded slightly, looking at him lovingly: "Sweet and sour." She pushed the can toward him: "You eat it."
Two lines of hot tears rolled down Wang Qianyu's eyes. She tightened the pebbles in her hand, lowered her head and walked past them. At the entrance of the village, she used all her strength to throw the pebbles that she had always treasured like a treasure into the air, and trotted away.
With something in his stomach, Cheng Haoyu felt much better. He reached out to tidy up her hair that was messed up by the wind, and said to Zheng Xinyi with a serious face, "Although Wang Qianyu and I grew up together, there is nothing between us."
Zheng Xinyi said nothing and responded with a smile: "I know everything."
Her smile contained her trust in himself. Cheng Haoyu suddenly felt that Zheng Xinyi was not stupid, but very understanding. The most important thing was that she was willing to believe in him, which was the most important thing for a soldier.
The two of them took turns taking a bite, and the can was soon empty. Cheng Haoyu, whose stomach was no longer uncomfortable, looked at the blue sky and took a deep breath. He had not been home for too long, and missing the taste of his hometown was his daily homework. Zheng Xinyi cast an admiring gaze on his straight body. He was really like her boyfriend in her previous life.
"Xinyi, let's go!" Cheng Haoyu suddenly turned around and said to Zheng Xinyi who was standing there in a daze.
Cheng Haoyu came back, and he entered the village with Zheng Xinyi. Those people in the village who loved to watch the fun came out of their houses one after another, and people in groups of three or five were talking in low voices. Most people were still envious of Zheng Xinyi.
Zheng Xinwei was standing in the yard. From a distance, he saw Zheng Xinyi and Cheng Haoyu walking towards the Zheng family's house. Overjoyed, he quickly ran into the lobby and said to Zheng Shaochun, who was sitting on a stool, smoking his pipe, "Dad, Xinyi and Haoyu are coming in the direction of our house."
After the words fell, everyone in the hall was stunned for a moment, and then Zheng Shaochun stood up suddenly: "Cuihua, the child is back."
Zheng Shaochun and Cuihua went out to greet him with smiles on their faces: "Haoyu, you've been sitting in the car for such a long time, why don't you take a rest?"
"Uncle, aunt, I'm not tired. Here are some snacks I brought for you." Cheng Haoyu smiled and handed over the snacks politely.
"Kid, what are you doing with this from so far away? Come in quickly." Cuihua took the snack and was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling.
"Dad, is your waist feeling better?" Zheng Xinyi reached out to support Zheng Shaochun.
"Sister, Dad is so happy to see you back. I guess his waist has healed a long time ago." Zheng Xinyue said with a smile.
Zheng Shaochun rolled his eyes at her.
It feels so good to be together as a family, talking and laughing and having fun together.
"Isn't this the eldest son of the Cheng family? He's really promising." Li Fen looked up and down at Cheng Haoyu, who had a standard build, with a satisfied smile on her lips.
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