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“The sound of a rooster crowing could be heard early in the morning.

The sunlight shone in through the window, landing right on Xia Yangyang’s face.

Xia Yangyang rubbed her sleepy eyes.

As she turned her head, she saw Gu Qichen resting on his arm, looking at her.

His eyes were alert, as if he had been awake for a long time.

Xia Yangyang was taken aback, and asked, “Did you have trouble sleeping?”

The quality of Gu Qichen’s sleep wasn’t typically good, to the point where any slight noise would disturb him.

Not to mention on such a simple and cramped little bed.

He must have been up all night.

Xia Yangyang instantly felt both guilty and sympathetic.

Gu Qichen gently touched Xia Yangyang’s face and said, “As long as you are sleeping by my side, I will get used to anywhere.”

Gu Qichen’s voice still had the hoarseness of early morning, which was oddly stirring.

Xia Yangyang spontaneously planted a kiss on him.

Then, like a kitten, she gazed at Gu Qichen.

Such misty eyes, in Gu Qichen’s view, were clearly a temptation.

Without hesitation, he leaned in once again.

Xia Yangyang exclaimed in panic, “Hey, didn’t we already… last night?”

“Mrs. Gu, you seemed to underestimate your husband’s stamina,”

Just as Xia Yangyang was reluctantly playing along, a sudden knock came from the door.

From outside, they could vaguely hear her grandmother’s voice, “NanNan, come out for breakfast, the sticky corn from yesterday will get cold if you don’t eat it soon.”

Xia Yangyang hurriedly pushed Gu Qichen aside, “Grandma will find out, let’s go have breakfast first, there’s delicious and sweet corn.”

Gu Qichen buried his face in Xia Yangyang’s neck, mumbled like a child, “But what I want to eat is not corn.”

After washing up, the two sat at the small table in the yard for breakfast.

On the table were two bowls of millet porridge, several dishes of pickles, coupled with fresh sweet sticky corn.

The winter sun was warm on their skin, the lambs in the sheep pen woke up and started eating hay.

The air here was different from the city, especially fresh and clean.

Xia Yangyang turned her head and said, “Do you think life in the countryside is also good? When we get old, maybe we can find a beautiful place to retire and live leisurely, we can plant some corn and vegetables, raise a cat and a dog, it sounds perfect, doesn’t it?”

Gu Qichen laughed, “The environment is good, but it’s a bit behind. It would be great to develop it into a farm-style resort.”

Xia Yangyang looked at Gu Qichen scanning the surroundings, already starting his business planning, she pursed her lips, “You are definitely a capitalist.”

After breakfast, grandmother came over.

She simply handed Gu Qichen a pile of planks, “The roof of the sheep pen is broken and leaks when it rains. You fix it today before it gets dark.”

Xia Yangyang protested, “Grandma, if you keep doing this, I am going back to the city tomorrow.”

Grandma just glanced at Xia Yangyang, “Who else can fix it if not him? Are you expecting an old woman like me to climb up and down?”

Xia Yangyang said, “Doesn’t Uncle Han know how to fix it? You can ask him for help, later on, I’ll give him some premium cigarettes.”

Uncle Han was their neighbor. They took good care of Xia’s grandmother, and Xia was always grateful for that.

Every time she returned, she would bring them tea and wine.

But grandmother grumbled unhappily, “It’s not good to keep asking people for help, besides, why not make use of readily available manpower?”

It seems in grandma’s eyes, Gu Qichen is nothing more than a handyman.

Gu Qichen, however, merely smiled faintly, “Alright, I’ll fix it. It’s better to rely on oneself than to ask others for help, after all, it means owing others favors..”