The Story of a Young Man Who Traveled Through Time and Space to Farm

Chapter 41

Zhang Wuliang stayed in the store for another two days. Seeing that the store's business was on the right track, he packed up and went home.

When Zhang Wuliang returned home alone, Chen Xiaonian was watering the small vegetable garden in the yard. Zhang Wuliang ran over and hugged him in his arms.

Chen Xiaonian was so scared that he screamed "Ah". He turned around and found that it was him. He was relieved and said with some fear: "Brother Zhang, you scared me to death."

"I'm sorry, Xiaonian, I scared you." Zhang Wuliang hugged him tightly and put his head on his shoulder: "I was so excited to see you. I haven't seen you for three days. I miss you so much."

Chen Xiaonian's ears turned red. Zhang Wuliang turned his head and kissed his blushing ears. Chen Xiaonian's body stiffened and he heard Zhang Wuliang ask: "Did you miss me?"

Chen Xiaonian slowly relaxed himself and leaned on Zhang Wuliang, nodded slowly, and Zhang Wuliang smiled.

Aunt Zhao ran out of the house when she heard Chen Xiaonian's cry, and saw her son and husband hugging each other. She quickly stopped and turned back to the house.

The two hugged each other quietly for a while. Zhang Wuliang looked at the bucket and gourd on the ground and asked, "Is Xiaonian watering the vegetable garden?"

"Hmm" a soft and relaxed voice came over, and Zhang Wuliang's heart was broken.

"I'll help you" Zhang Wuliang leaned against his ear and said hoarsely.

Chen Xiaonian trembled and replied softly, "Okay..."

Zhang Wuliang curled his lips, then let him go and bent down to water the vegetable garden. Chen Xiaonian moved his fingers, and his little hand was still tightly held in Zhang Wuliang's hand.

The two people watered in this awkward posture, and Zhang Wuliang's movements were wide open and closed. Suddenly, his eyes glanced at the persimmon tree next to him.

Looking at the tender persimmons dotted with green leaves, Zhang Wuliang suddenly had an idea. He turned around with a gourd and looked at Chen Xiaonian and said, "Xiaonian, let's go up the mountain to find wild fruits later?"

"Ah?" Chen Xiaonian looked up in confusion, and had not yet come out of the atmosphere just now.

Zhang Wuliang straightened up and kissed Chen Xiaonian on the face: "There must be a lot of fruits ripe on the mountain now, let's go and look for them?"

Chen Xiaonian's cheeks were rosy and he nodded.

Zhang Wuliang smiled secretly. His little husband was still so shy.

After the two of them finished watering the vegetable garden, they said something to Aunt Zhao, and then took the small hoe and small basket and went up the mountain from the path behind the house. Zhang Wuliang held the hoe in one hand and held Chen Xiaonian's hand in the other to clear the grass and clear the way.

The road from this place into the mountain is steeper than the road Zhang Wuliang took to carry firewood, and it is not an easy road to walk.

But this place is close to home and there are few people coming. If there are any fruits, they will not be picked by others.

"Brother Zhang" Chen Xiaonian struggled.

Zhang Wuliang let go. Although he wanted to hold his hand all the time, the rugged mountain road was really not suitable for holding hands.

There are indeed many wild fruits on the mountain. After walking a few steps, Zhang Wuliang found a large piece of ground berries on the side of the road. He squatted down to pick a few and handed them to Chen Xiaonian, who held the basket to take them.