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

A three-wheeled vehicle with four people sitting in the back.

They drove back to the village in a great hurry.

For Sheng Shuang and Ying Sangrou, two noble ladies from prestigious families, riding in a tricycle was already a novel experience. The mother and daughter stared in astonishment, holding tightly to the vehicle, afraid that they might fall off if they weren't careful.

"Don't worry, my sister is a very good driver, she won't lead you into a ditch."

When the deer cried out, he assured them once again.

But they still couldn't quite believe it.

They only breathed a sigh of relief when they got home safely.

The environment there surprised Sheng Shuang.

The look in her eyes as she gazed at Lu Luozhi was instantly filled with heartache.

"Children, you've worked so hard."

"It's okay, I've been used to it since I was a child."

Lu Luozhi smiled and carried their luggage into the house.

"You can stay in Lumingshi's room. I've changed and washed the blankets and everything. This is just how it is in the village, so you might have to get used to it."

"Thank you, sister-in-law."

Ying Sangrou gave her a big hug. "You're so kind."

"Oh, little Rou, don't be so polite."

Lu Luozhi smiled broadly, genuinely welcoming their arrival.

It was Ying Sangrou's first time visiting the countryside, and everything seemed incredibly new and exciting.

Lu Ming took her to the mountain to pick wild fruits. She came back covered in burrs, and her appearance made Sheng Shuang, her mother, laugh so hard she couldn't catch her breath.

He video-chatted with Ying Huayu, who was far away in Nancheng, and he repeatedly expressed his regret that he didn't have time to go there.

When it was time to prepare dinner, everyone pitched in. Some started the fire, some washed the vegetables, and some cooked the dishes. Ying Sangrou didn't know how to do anything, so she could only sit next to Lu Mingshi, who was tending the fire, and learn from him how to do it.

A one-month-old tabby kitten was curled up on her lap.

The kitten walked into the house by itself. She felt sorry for it, so she fed it some meat, and it wouldn't leave.

Wherever she went, it followed.

Sure enough, while she was tending the fire, it climbed onto her lap and started sleeping on its own, seemingly enjoying itself.

When the deer cried out, I reached out and poked its belly.

It glanced at it, meowed softly, turned over, and went back to sleep.

Ying Sangrou's heart was completely melted by its cuteness.

Lu Mingshi had previously named the kitten Chicken Breast.

The kitten thought the sound was awful and kept meowing.

It was only after Ying Sangrou came up with a compromise name, Rou Rou, that it stopped protesting.

She was even considering whether to take it back to her home in Nancheng and keep it as a pet.

At dinner, the five people sat around the table.

Looking at this scene, Lu Luozhi felt both moved and happy.

It's been a very long time since so many people have eaten together at home, and it's been this lively.

One by one, people disappeared from their family's dining table, until only the siblings remained, looking at each other.

It was so deserted that even your voice seemed to echo.

Now, it finally feels like home.

This is what Lu Luozhi has always longed for but could not achieve.

Deep down, she also longed for the company of her family, for her parents' words, for her younger brother's tantrums, and for her grandparents' attempts to reconcile them.

All of this seemed unattainable to her before, but now it seems to have come true.

"Eat your food. If you don't eat, Yellow Hair will eat all your favorite sweet and sour pork ribs."

Ying Yuchuan said in a calm voice as he placed a piece of spare rib into her bowl.

The blond-haired guy who was called out scoffed, "Sis, how can brother-in-law look down on me like that? Do I look like that kind of person? Even if I'm so hungry I have to beg for food, I won't steal my sister's last piece of rib."

Then he shook his head and said, "Sis, the man you found is no good. How could he look at me like that? I'm his brother-in-law, aren't I?"

"I heard you really want a professional SLR camera."

Ying Yuchuan calmly uttered the sentence.

Upon hearing the deer's cry, its eyes opened and then shone brightly, instantly making it look like a humble little puppy.

"Brother-in-law, I was wrong. I shouldn't have argued with you."

He placed two pieces of pork ribs into his older sister's bowl. "Sister, eat as much as you want. If it's not enough, I'll go to town tomorrow and buy a whole rack of pork ribs. You can cook them however you like, braised, steamed, or stewed, it doesn't matter."

Then he grinned at Ying Yuchuan, "Brother-in-law, are you satisfied now?"

I was absolutely laughing at the contrast between his attitude before and after.

Dinner ended amidst laughter and cheerful conversation.

After the meal, everyone helped clean up, especially Sheng Shuang. She didn't act like a noble lady of the Ying family, nor did she complain about the place. She even praised the beautiful scenery and fresh air.

Once everything was cleaned up, the sweet potatoes from the earthen stove could be dug out.

The sweet potatoes were roasted until they were charred black, and they emitted a rich aroma as soon as they were dug out.

Once peeled, the sweet potato flesh was slightly charred, and a lot of syrup dripped down into my palm, scalding me so much that Lu Ming let out a loud scream.

"Give."

He took the biggest sweet potato and handed it to Ying Sangrou.

She was sitting on a bench in the yard, staring blankly at the sky.

"When the deer cry out, the stars and moon in the sky are so bright."

Lu Mingshi sat on the ground beside her, cross-legged, looking in the direction she pointed.

A bright, golden full moon hung in the dark sky, and stars twinkled in the surrounding sky.

"It's alright."

He took a big bite of the sweet potato in his hand and said, "When I was little, the sky was so beautiful. The stars were big and bright. In the summer, around July and August, the sky was filled with stars. I often lay on the ground in the yard and looked at the stars."

"Yeah?"

Ying Sangrou turned to look at him curiously.

She couldn't even imagine the beautiful scenery he described.

In her memory, the stars were all very small.

"yes."

He gazed at the moon, his face seemingly lost in memories.

"Back then, my mom always told me to go back to my room to take a shower and go to sleep. I didn't listen to her and let the family dog ​​keep me company while I watched the stars. After that, I never heard her call me to go back to my room to sleep again."

The people I miss most are all gone.

Ying Sangrou didn't say anything more, she just quietly stayed with him and quietly ate the roasted sweet potato in her hand.

The world was silent, and the reflections on the ground were in pairs.