Oh no! His rural wife is sweeter than a peach!

In rural areas, you have to do everything yourself: start the fire, cook, wash dishes, and clean.

Without servants to wait on him or a butler at his beck and call, Ying Yuchuan, a young master from a wealthy family who had never experienced hardship, felt somewhat unaccustomed to it.

After he filled the kitchen with thick smoke for the fourth time, Lu Luozhi couldn't stand it anymore and kicked him out of the kitchen, making Lu Mingshi take his place, otherwise no one would eat dinner.

Ying Yuchuan defended himself, saying, "I can cook it."

The siblings exchanged glances but ignored him.

Ying Yuchuan immediately went online to search for how to start a good fire.

As night falls, the village is filled with the chirping of insects and the barking of dogs.

In the quiet village on this summer night, the chirping of insects, rising and falling, does bring a sense of comfort and tranquility.

The village was quiet, except for the lights coming from inside the houses; it was pitch black outside, as if the world had merged into one.

A refreshing mountain breeze blew by, carrying the fresh scent of earth and grass—it felt wonderful.

Ying Yuchuan rarely had the experience of visiting the countryside. Apart from the month he stayed at their home after being rescued by Grandpa Lu, he had almost never been to the countryside.

When he actually lived here, he found it was pretty good.

It was as if he had completely abandoned the busyness of work, with no more social engagements, meetings, or business trips, only the quiet sky and earth, and her by his side.

"Ugh, I'm so tired, time for bed."

Lu Luozhi called out, closed the door, and pulled him upstairs to sleep.

It was only a little past nine o'clock at night.

If this were in the city, he might have just finished working overtime and left the company.

"You lie face down on the bed."

Lu Luozhi called out to him, and she turned around and rummaged through a low cabinet to the side.

Wearing pajamas, Ying Yuchuan's face was no longer smeared with black, revealing his original fair complexion. Hearing her words, he was somewhat puzzled, but he still did as she said and lay down on her bed, which was already covered with blankets.

The quilt had been sun-dried by the midday sun and had a sunny smell.

Her bed was small, only 1.2 meters wide. He took up most of the space as soon as he lay down. Before she understood why she wanted him to lie on his stomach, she sat on the edge of the bed and lifted the hem of his pajamas.

At that moment, he understood her intention.

Lu Luozhi stared at the spot on his waist where he had been hit by a car that morning.

It has turned black, a large area of ​​it, a shocking sight.

"It hurts, doesn't it?"

She unscrewed the cap of the medicated oil, poured some into her palm, rubbed it to warm it up, and then applied it to his wound.

"……Um"

He groaned softly; it was indeed in some pain.

"Bear with it, it'll be hard to reduce the swelling if you don't rub it in."

"Um."

Ying Yuchuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

It hurts, but it itches.

She probably didn't realize that she had already created another kind of influence on him.

The tingling sensation that penetrated to the bone made his eyes subtly become hazy.

How did you know I was home?

Her question came late, but it did.

"intuition."

In reality, he had someone check her ticketing information.

The moment he learned her destination, he understood her intentions.

He then set off by plane and arrived in the city earlier than her to wait for her.

Lu Luozhi massaged his wound vigorously and asked, "Aren't you angry?"

He understood what she meant.

"Of course I'm angry."

He said in a slightly somber tone, with a hint of displeasure, "How could I not be angry if someone slept with me and then ran away? Lu Luozhi, if I were you, do you think I should be angry?"

"Or did you already have this planned all along, and sleeping with me is just an excuse for you to leave?"

His words made her fall silent for a moment, but she didn't stop what she was doing.

"Are you so guilty that you can't even speak?"

Only a tiny bit, not all of it.

Lu Luozhi glanced at him.

Although he was lying face down, you could tell that he still looked rather sour.

"Oh dear, how could you think of me like that? Do I seem like that kind of person?"

She said in a light, cheerful voice, "Don't think so badly of me."

He gave an ambiguous snort, "You're really bad."

"So even though I'm so bad, why did you follow me here? And you even knew exactly where I was?"

He turned his head to the side, his gaze slowly turning to her behind him, a hint of longing in his eyes. "I chose you, so I'll accept your bad."

A simple sentence is enough to make someone's heart flutter.

It's not a love confession, but it's a thousand times better than a love confession.

Lu Luozhi couldn't help but laugh. "Is this why you traveled all this way to come here?"

"Um."

Her smile was as radiant as a flower. "Alright, this swelling might take a few days of applying ointment to clear it up. Be careful with your back these next couple of days."

She withdrew her hands from his waist and twisted the cap back on the medicated oil.

A sense of emptiness welled up from his chest, and Ying Yuchuan pulled down the hem of his shirt.

The wound, which she had rubbed with medicated oil, felt a cooling sensation, relieving some of the pain.

"Ying Yuchuan, my place is very dilapidated and old, and there's chicken and cow dung everywhere."

He lowered his eyelids slightly. "So what?"

"I'm afraid you won't be used to it, so you don't accidentally step in cow dung and get a lottery ticket when you go out."

"And there are no servants to wait on you here, the neighbors are noisy, there's no internet..."

"Aren't you here?"

He interrupted her.

He turned over, lay flat on his back, and stretched out an arm to pull her intimately into his embrace.

"I'll say it again: having you here is enough."

As for other things, he doesn't think he can't get used to them.

He's already started learning how to start a fire, hasn't he?

Cow dung and chicken dung, don't we have those in the countryside?

He just needs to be careful.

"Ying Yuchuan,"

She slid off his arms to the inside of the bed, turned to the side and looked at him with a smile, "Actually, you're quite good at making people happy. This little mouth of yours, although you don't say any sweet words, your words are actually more powerful than sweet talk."

"Yeah?"

He first frowned in confusion, then relaxed a second later, "I'll try to say as many things as possible that you'll like."

I'll have to ask Zhou Yanjin how to coax a girl another day.

He also turned to the side, one hand behind his head, his gaze fixed on her face with a rare tenderness.

The two of them were in the same position, their eyes fixed on each other.

Summer insects chirped outside the room, as if playing a summer concerto.

Tranquility spread through the room.

They just stared at each other, neither of them speaking to break the beautiful moment.

Perhaps this place can't compare to the grand mansion or villa of Yingzhai, but it seems to bring our hearts closer together.

Lu Luozhi spoke first with a smile, "Ying Yuchuan, this bed seems a bit small, a bit cramped, right?"

Before he could speak, she interrupted, "However..."

This time, she nestled into his arms without him needing to hold her.

"That way it won't be so crowded."

A smile crept into Ying Yuchuan's eyes.

"Okay, it's not crowded anymore."

He reached out and pulled her into his arms, gently kissing the top of her head.

He found himself easily satisfied.

Her initiative in approaching him was enough to offset the anger and resentment he felt at her leaving without saying goodbye.

"Ying Yuchuan, I'm so tired, I want to sleep."

She closed her eyes and murmured softly.

"Okay, go to sleep, I'll stay with you."

He pulled a thin blanket over them and covered them with it.

"How about I take you to dig sweet potatoes tomorrow?"

"it is good."

She smiled contentedly.

The air in the countryside seemed to have a sleeping pill effect; she fell asleep instantly.

He also closed his eyes with a slight smile.

I'm really looking forward to what it will be like to dig sweet potatoes tomorrow.

The rest is self-explanatory.