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

Time flies when you're in the village, and soon it was time for Sheng Shuang to leave.

Ying Sangrou didn't go back with her. She let her stay here for a few more days. This time, she went back alone first.

The night before she left, Lu Luozhi specially organized a barbecue party to send her off.

The atmosphere was so joyful that Sheng Shuang didn't really want to go back.

How can her daughter-in-law be so considerate and kind?

So, as long as you have a good personality, that's all that matters, right? Why care about someone's background or identity?

Thinking of her mother-in-law, who lived alone in the Ying family mansion, a woman even her husband couldn't tolerate, she never reflected on herself.

"Let's go."

After calling out, Lu Luozhi loaded some packaged dried agricultural products onto the tricycle.

These are for Sheng Shuang to take back.

There was also a bag of sweet potatoes that she had carefully selected, the best quality ones.

"Mom, you can bake these sweet potatoes for that lady. Eating something sweet will cheer her up."

These past few days, they've gotten into the habit of eating a roasted sweet potato with a crispy, charred skin after each meal.

"Thank you, Luozhi, you're so thoughtful."

Sheng Shuang smiled and hugged her.

"We'll bake them together for afternoon tea."

Lu Luozhi drove her out of town in her tricycle.

The others followed.

Before getting into the ride-sharing car, Sheng Shuang waved goodbye to them with reluctance.

"You all need to take good care of yourselves."

A mother can never truly let go of her child.

In fact, she had thought more than once that if her own child had been lost for so many years, she might be even more heartbroken than Lanling.

When Ying Yuchuan was kidnapped, he disappeared for more than a month, which terrified her to the point of collapse, and she cried day and night.

If she can't persuade Lanling, how about she brings her here to clear her head?

The Lulu siblings are like the sun, illuminating everyone with their happiness and joy. So, Lanling should be happier here and less worried, right?

This is what Sheng Shuang was thinking after getting into the car.

After seeing Sheng Shuang off, the group returned to the village.

Not long after we got back, it started to rain, neither too light nor too light. The group huddled inside, staring blankly at the rain.

Fortunately, the rain wasn't heavy, and the leaks in the house didn't seep in too quickly, so the "rain" inside the house hadn't started falling yet.

Lu Luozhi sat on a bench under the eaves, turning her gaze away from the misty white of the distant mountain peaks, and asked Ying Yuchuan beside her.

Why didn't you ask me when I'm going back to Nancheng?

I've wanted to ask him this question ever since his mother left.

Ying Yuchuan was enjoying a rare moment of leisure. He was really enjoying the cool and pleasant atmosphere of the rain. With his eyes half-closed, he lay back in an old bamboo recliner.

"Um?"

He glanced at her sideways. "What do you mean?"

"Don't you want to go back?"

She cupped her face in her hands, propped her elbows on her knees, and tilted her pretty, round face to look at him. "Or do you want to stay here forever?"

"It's up to you. You can come back if you want, or you can stay away if you don't."

His answer was casual, as if the question wasn't important at all.

"Are you abandoning your company?"

Two hours ago, Ying Qingran texted her to ask when she would be back, saying he was feeling exhausted and couldn't take it anymore.

"My dad and my brother are there."

He said casually, "Besides, I haven't taken any annual leave in all these years, so I'm just giving myself a long vacation now. This is an employee benefit that I should take for granted."

He stood by her side from beginning to end, thought of her, never forced her to make any decisions, and respected any of her decisions.

Him.

She couldn't help but think of him.

Lu Luozhi smiled, turned to look out into the rain, and said, "How about we try taking a walk in the fields when it rains?"

He glanced at the rain, then turned his face to stare at his side, his brow furrowing for a couple of seconds before relaxing.

"it is good."

Since she wants to, then stay with her.

Although he had never done this before.

Before leaving, he went upstairs to his room and then came back down.

Lu Luozhi was already waiting for him in the rain, holding an umbrella.

"Let's go."

She handed him the other umbrella she was holding.

Wearing a cheap T-shirt and shorts, and flip-flops bought for ten yuan on sale, Ying Yuchuan completely overturned his identity as a rich young master and blended into the countryside.

However, his temperament remains unique.

Lu Luozhi led him down another path.

"Do you remember? We used to walk this way to find my grandma and the others."

Walking into the fields, she pointed to the ridges overgrown with weeds and left untrimmed.

"And then you tripped and fell right there, making my grandma and the others laugh so hard they couldn't stand up straight."

Time can change many things, but it hasn't changed this land. Twenty years ago and twenty years later, it's still exactly the same.

Many fields have been abandoned, and the once vibrant crops are now gone, replaced by weeds.

Upon hearing her words, those scenes from the past resurfaced in Ying Yuchuan's mind once again.

Thinking of his disheveled self, Ying Yuchuan smiled.

"How stupid is that?"

Raindrops pattered against the umbrella, creating a background soundtrack for their unique memories.

"A little."

She laughed and continued walking, "Who would have thought that walking along a paddy field ridge could lead to falling into a pile of mud?"

She arrived at the land where her grandparents used to farm.

There are no crops here anymore; the ground is covered with weeds.

Just looking at her reminded Lu Luozhi of the two elderly people who had loved her so much.

She gazed at it intently, with lingering affection.

Ying Yuchuan stood beside her, following her gaze.

I asked her softly, "Do you miss your grandparents?"

"Yes, I miss them."

She looked at this land with longing, "They used to raise me and Luming by growing vegetables and sweet potatoes here and selling them."

Ying Yuchuan didn't say much, just quietly stayed by her side, his right hand reaching into his pants pocket to secretly touch that thing.

Should he take this opportunity to tell her how he feels?

Thinking about it, I suddenly felt a little uneasy and nervous.

"Ying Yuchuan, don't you think fate is sometimes strange? It can actually bring together two people who are completely unrelated and from completely different places."

She said with a smile, "I never expected you would like a girl like this."

She looked around again at the land that held her childhood memories, and said, "Let's go, let's go explore over there again."

"There's a potato patch over there that Aunt Zhang has harvested. Let's go see if there are any leftover potatoes to pick up. If there are, we can take them home and roast them. Roasted potatoes are very good."

"Okay, but..."

Ying Yuchuan stopped her as she was about to leave.

"I have something to say."

This place is where their fate began, and from here, their fate will continue.

"Hmm, what is it?"

Lu Luozhi stopped and turned around to wait for him to finish speaking.

Ying Yuchuan took his hand out of his pocket.

He clenched his fist, and no one knew what was in his palm.

In front of her, he put down the umbrella he was holding with his left hand and slowly knelt on one knee in front of her.

Lu Luozhi was taken aback, and asked in confusion, "You..."

Before she could even utter the words "What are you doing?", an elegant and unique blue diamond ring was presented to her from his outstretched, damp palm.

He gazed deeply into her dark eyes and solemnly asked, "Luozhi, will you marry me?"

No matter how much Ren Luluzhi thought about it, she never expected that he would propose to her here.

Lu Luozhi froze in shock, staring at him in disbelief.

The rain was still falling, and soon his hair and clothes were soaked.

His expression was serious, solemn, and persistent.