Shen Zhihuan put down the enamel pot and moved the small square table to the window.

He turned around and took out a writing notebook, a fountain pen, and a bottle of pure blue ink, which was running low, from the box in the corner by the window.

Unscrew the cap of the ink bottle and take off the pen barrel...

We have to move forward in life. There is no need to cling to those illusory things.

Her future still has unlimited possibilities.

In a few years, when everything is settled and she can use her money freely, she will find a nanny and raise a little one that belongs only to her...

Little one! Shen Zhihuan packed up his ink bottle and started writing...

The winter sun is not glaring and the temperature is not high, but it is still much better than the bone-chilling cold in the early morning.

In the sunlight, her delicate face, which was already as crystal clear as jade, seemed to be covered with a layer of golden glow.

I guess it's just like this when the Bauhinia Fairy descends to the mortal world.

The person on the bed stared blankly...

When Shen Zhihuan came in before, he was afraid of waking up the person on the hospital bed, so he did not close the door tightly, but just closed it gently. When Su Changjiang and Zhang Fengxia pushed open the door, they saw their cowardly son drooling at his daughter-in-law who was concentrating on writing a manuscript by the window.

The expressions on their faces were surprisingly consistent.

The moment the two people in the ward heard the door open, they looked up at the same time.

"Zhihuan, stop busying yourself and come and try the sugar-roasted chestnuts. They're still hot." Zhang Fengxia immediately put away the disgust on her face and said to Shen Zhihuan with a smile.

As he spoke, he had already taken the sugar-roasted chestnuts out of the bag and placed them on the bedside table.

The small square table was occupied by Shen Zhihuan, so Su Changjiang had to put the two thermos bottles in his hands on the bedside table.

The little soldier put the two lively crucian carps into a washbasin that was half filled with water.

Once free, the crucian carp sprinted and rolled happily in the washbasin.

"Okay! I'll come back after I finish this one." Shen Zhihuan responded and buried her head in writing her ending.

Hearing this, Zhang Fengxia took out a few still hot sugar-roasted chestnuts from the oil paper bag, peeled one, blew on it, and stuffed it into Shen Zhihuan's mouth.

The sweet and soft chestnut aroma instantly spreads in your mouth.

"Thank you, mom!" Shen Zhihuan smiled sweetly at Zhang Fengxia.

"Silly child! As a mother, you should do anything for your own child. Why are you thanking me for that?" Zhang Fengxia said angrily.

As he spoke, he swiftly peeled another one and fed it into Shen Zhihuan's mouth.

"Mom, just eat by yourself! I'll be done soon." Shen Zhihuan said as he quickened his movements.

Zhang Fengxia had just finished peeling the sugar-roasted chestnuts in her hand, and Shen Zhihuan also stopped writing.

After putting the pens, notebooks and ink into the suitcase, she moved the small square table back to its original place.

After washing his hands, Shen Zhihuan returned the favor by peeling one and feeding it to the person on the bed.

The soft fingertips accidentally brushed across someone's lips, which were a little chapped due to dryness, causing ripples to spread in someone's heart.

She saw someone staring at her stupidly without even chewing.

"It's okay to eat one or two." Thinking that he had some concerns, Shen Zhihuan pursed her lips and smiled.

Su Changjiang frowned, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

When the rolling stone came down, were you sure it didn't hit his head? He said one or two, just one or two, just to taste it, and didn't dare let him eat more.

"Is it tasty?"

"Delicious!" Shen Zhihuan's voice was a little unclear as he was still chewing sugar-roasted chestnuts.

Whenever the little kid next door smelled the aroma of sugar-roasted chestnuts, he would climb over the osmanthus tree in the corner to eat and drink.

When you leave, you have to pack a bag.

"These sugar-roasted chestnuts are much more delicious than the chestnuts in our hometown. Although the chestnuts in our hometown are big, they taste very rough and not sweet at all. Unlike these sugar-roasted chestnuts, they are sweet, soft and glutinous." The little soldier nodded in agreement.

The person on the hospital bed frowned, glanced at the little soldier, and turned away with disgust.

Who asked him? ! "Where are you from?" Although the soldier spoke with an accent, Shen Zhihuan couldn't figure out where the accent was.

"Gancheng." said the little soldier with a smile.

"Is it the Gancheng that is famous for its Red Fuji apples?" Shen Zhihuan raised his eyebrows.

"Yes!" The little soldier nodded happily. "Our production team has also planted a lot of apple trees. When the apple picking season comes, the whole village is filled with the fragrance of apples. Every villager has a big basket, and adults and children go to the orchard to pick apples."

When talking about his hometown, the little soldier seemed to open up.

"We have not only apples in Gancheng, but also melons, plums, peaches, and pears, but they are not as famous as apples."

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"The honeydew melons in Gancheng are fragrant and so sweet that they make your teeth fall out. And the plums are golden yellow when they are fully ripe, and the flesh tastes like it has been soaked in honey..."

"Sister-in-law, what kind of fruits are produced in your hometown?" After the little soldier praised the fruits of their hometown one by one, he asked Shen Zhihuan with great interest.

"The land where we live is all used for growing crops, and there aren't many fruits. But there are quite a few wild fruits in our mountains, such as mulberries, raspberries, hawthorns, bayberries, pomegranates... a whole bunch of them." Shen Zhihuan thought for a moment.

Although the original owner had never been to the mountain, he had heard classmates talk about it many times.

"Sister-in-law, are there mountains in your hometown?" The little soldier looked surprised.

My sister-in-law's overall elegance, her generosity, and her skin as smooth as cream, how could she look like the wind-baked and sun-baked people from the mountains?

"Yes! There is a big mountain behind my house. It is very convenient to collect firewood and dig wild vegetables." Shen Zhihuan said with a smile.

The little soldier moved his lips.

It seemed like he couldn't quite follow what was said.

Collecting firewood, digging wild vegetables...

Before joining the army, he did these two things a lot.

But it came out from the mouth of this chubby, fair and tender sister-in-law in front of me.

He always feels...

What she said was not the same as what he did.

"Sister-in-law, are you kidding me?"

"Tease you?" Shen Zhihuan paused while peeling the sugar-roasted chestnuts, raised his eyebrows and looked at the little soldier, "What are you teasing you for?"

"There is no girl like you who is as fair as you, sister-in-law." The little soldier didn't know when his ears turned red.

The person on the bed had itchy feet.

I just wanted to fly up and kick that bastard.

You know it's his, but you still dare to look?!

"I've just been in poor health since I was young and haven't worked in the fields, so I look a little whiter than others." Shen Zhihuan couldn't help laughing.

Su Changjiang didn't like these snacks, so he only ate one or two.

The rest went into the stomachs of Shen Zhihuan, Zhang Fengxia and the little soldier.

(End of this chapter)