Although Song Qing teased Lu Yang for being too nervous, saying that it was normal for Xiao Hui to be in a relationship at her age, she actually felt the same way as Lu Yang and thought they should wait a little longer.
If Xiaohui really likes him, of course she can date him. But if it's just because he's a good catch, then there's no need to rush.
She had remarked that day that it was quite a coincidence that they had met in the city, but now, although he had come to Yanghe Village for work, he had come after all, and had even run into Xiaohui.
Aunt Tian patted her hand, and the child's eyes changed instantly, as if she thought the young man was a liar.
"Alright, alright, let's leave it at that. If it works, great; if not, forget it."
Aunt Tian later went down the mountain and pushed a cart up to load the firewood onto it. At this time, An'an also returned with Liu Jiandong.
One look at her barely concealed smug smile, and you could tell they must have caught something this time.
"Mother"
Song Qing squatted down and brushed the bits of leaves off her pants. Her face was flushed, and her eyes were full of pride.
"Mom, we caught it."
Song Qing patted her bottom, and the group was about to go down the mountain.
"Wait, what's that?"
Aunt Tian went over and took a look, "Hawthorn!"
Liu Jiandong walked over, climbed the tree, picked the walnuts, and threw them on the ground. They picked them up and put them in their baskets.
"When winter comes and it gets cold, we sit around the stove at home and crack walnuts. These mountain walnuts are especially fragrant when roasted."
This hickory tree is quite big. Liu Jiandong picked them all by himself for half a day. There were so many people waiting on the ground; he simply couldn't finish picking them all.
Wei Hui said goodbye to the village chief and was about to leave when he suddenly found himself heading up the mountain, where he unexpectedly ran into them again.
"What's this?"
"Hickory nuts"
Aunt Tian cracked a fruit open on the ground and handed it to him. Wei Hui took it, peeled the walnut kernel, and handed it to An An.
Uncle climbed the tree to pick walnuts, while Mom and Aunt picked them up below. An'an stood to the side clapping her hands when suddenly a handful of walnut kernels appeared in front of her.
"don't want?"
Wei Hui has two younger cousins who are a few years older than An An. He thought he could understand children's thoughts, but he really couldn't figure out what An An wanted to do.
"Uncle, can you climb trees?"
Wei Hui glanced at Lu Ronghui, who was squatting on the ground picking up walnuts and hadn't even looked over.
"……meeting"
“Well…” An’an blinked her big eyes. Wei Hui sighed. He didn’t want to climb a tree in front of Lu Ronghui. No matter how careful he was, climbing a tree was still a bit unseemly.
But with An An looking at him like that, he couldn't refuse, so he could only roll up his sleeves.
"Thank you, Uncle!"
Song Qing never expected that her daughter would ask the uncle she had just met that day to climb a tree to help her pick walnuts.
"Uncle's side"
She stood on the ground and started directing. It was getting late, and if they didn't finish picking them soon, they would have to go down the mountain. Her uncle couldn't possibly finish picking them all by himself.
Song Qing: "..." Girl, you don't have to be so familiar with me.
Wei Hui can climb trees, but that's all he can do. Unlike Liu Jiandong, who grew up in the mountains, Wei Hui's clothes were covered in marks, and his sleeve got caught on a tree branch when he turned around.
By the time he realized what was happening, there was a large tear in his sleeve, but luckily he was wearing another garment underneath.
But if this continued, they would definitely see it, so Wei Hui slightly turned to the side to block the hand.
Lu Ronghui wanted to ask him about the winery, but then felt it wasn't appropriate.
In the end, almost all the walnuts on the tree were picked. Guan Lian and Zhao Qin didn't want them, saying that they were the ones who picked them and that they were just helping to pick some up.
But Aunt Tian insisted on packing a bag for each of them.
"That doesn't make sense. Our rule on the mountain is that if we find something together, we share it together. Besides, it's just a snack for kids, so we'll take it back for them to eat."
An'an tilted her head and listened for a while, then asked, "Third Aunt, should we give some to Uncle too? Uncle picked some too."
"Here, here, let me find a bag to put it in for him."
Wei Hui was both amused and exasperated. He rolled up his torn sleeve to hide it while still in the tree before jumping down.
"Thank you, An'an, but no need, Uncle doesn't want it."
"You don't want it even if it's made into walnut cake?"
She had just heard Aunt Tian say that they would roast the walnuts and make walnut cakes in the winter, and her mouth was watering uncontrollably.
"Next time we meet, if you have walnut cake, can An'an give Uncle a piece?"
"Can"
An'an is actually just like her mother, she likes to look at people's faces and is especially gentle to good-looking people.
She quite liked this uncle; he was handsome and a kind person, and he had helped them out.
Liu Jiandong pushed the cart ahead, while Aunt Tian stood beside it, talking to Guan Lian and Zhao Qin about other things.
Song Qing and Lu Ronghui walked behind, while An'an skipped and hopped along beside Wei Hui.
Because An'an was behind them, Song Qing and Lu Ronghui would turn around to look at her from time to time, so Wei Hui could only try to hide his sleeves behind his back.
Lu Ronghui didn't notice at first, but then she found it strange. It was a bit cold on the mountain, and it was already late, so everyone else had rolled up their sleeves, but he was still keeping his sleeves rolled up.
Aunt Tian asked Liu Jiandong to take the firewood back to them. Wei Hui's bicycle was also parked at the entrance of the textile factory, so they went together.
An'an later chattered on and on with this uncle, and Wei Hui patiently answered her every time.
At this moment, he couldn't help but feel fortunate that he had two younger cousins, otherwise he really might not have been able to handle An'an.
"Comrade Wei, thank you for your help today."
Upon arriving at the textile factory gate, Song Qing thanked Wei Hui. They needed to go into the factory dormitory first to unload Guan Lian's firewood.
"How about I go over and help you unload it?"
"No need, no need, we can talk about it ourselves, and there's Xiao Dong too."
They entered the textile factory dormitory, and An'an and Lu Ronghui stood at the entrance of the textile factory.
Lu Ronghui hesitated several times before finally whispering a reminder, "It would be better if your sleeves were down."
Even if it breaks, it can still block the wind. Wei Hui paused for a moment and then suddenly laughed. He should have rolled up his sleeves a long time ago. In this kind of weather, it would look strange no matter how you look at it.
Putting it down isn't necessarily shameful, but now that she's pointed it out, Wei Hui is unusually embarrassed.
After he pulled down his sleeve, Lu Ronghui noticed a large gash running from his elbow upwards.
She hesitated for a while before asking, "Do you know how to mend sleeves?"
Wei Hui glanced at her and suddenly asked, "What if you don't know how?"
An'an picked up a pebble and threw it on the ground to play with it, jumping around after the pebble. Lu Ronghui glanced at her.
Ultimately, it was because a family member asked someone to help pick walnuts that the sleeve got snagged.
"You broke it while trying to help us. If you don't know how to fix it, we can help you fix it."
She paused for a moment, then said, "But in this weather, you can't just go back wearing the clothes underneath. If you come back next time, you can give us your clothes."
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