"That’s good, Xiao Huan..."
The silly smile, in turn, made Yan Huan feel uncharacteristically embarrassed.
He let out a sigh, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed that the area by the creek was now empty, and there were no sounds from those two kids catching fish.
"Wait, where are Kuixiang and Hayashi?"
Yan Huan was taken aback and quickly started looking around.
After scanning the area, he finally spotted the two sneaky little kids crouching between the bushes not far away.
"Weren’t you two catching fish? What are you doing squatting here?"
Yan Huan walked over speechlessly, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Kuixiang turned around and quickly gestured "shh" to him.
Hayashi, with a flushed face, pursed his lips and lightly tugged on Kuixiang’s sleeve, whispering,
"I... let’s just go..."
"Hey, don’t go. It’s just getting interesting over there."
Getting interesting?
What’s starting?
Yan Huan exchanged a glance with An Le, both took a step forward, leaned to the edge of the bushes, and looked in the direction they were observing.
They could vaguely see a middle-aged man and woman down the slope, leaning against a tree, panting while doing something unspeakable,
"Ha... ah... Oura, you really are... getting more impatient... dragging me to such a remote place... what if... ah, you damn rascal..."
"Because the village is preparing for the festival soon, everyone is busy in the village, even at night they don’t stop, I have no opportunity..."
"And you, instead of helping out... using all your strength on me... ah... slower... slow down..."
Upon seeing this, Yan Huan’s face turned black instantly.
He turned to look at An Le, only to find her calmly watching below, without any reaction, even seeming a bit disinterested.
"...An Le?"
It wasn’t until Yan Huan spoke in a daze that her initially calm face suddenly turned pink, shyly avoiding his gaze, and awkwardly murmured,
"This... this is too embarrassing..."
"..."
In front of them, Kuixiang was still watching with great interest, while also explaining,
"That lady is Mrs. Morita from the village, her husband has been dead for a long time. As I thought, my mom always said their relationship is unusual..."
Beside them, Hayashi watched with a face flushed red, only quietly asking,
"So... will Mrs. Morita marry Uncle Oura?"
"Of course not, Uncle Oura is married, he’s having an affair now."
"Hey hey, but... if they’re not married... can they still do this?"
"Well... doing this doesn’t necessarily mean you’re married..."
Hayashi cast a sneaky glance at Kuixiang, but couldn’t help asking,
"Then... how can you be considered married?"
"I don’t know, maybe it requires something more important... hehe, maybe the older kids know..."
Are kids these days really this bold?
Looking at Kuixiang, who innocently spoke in front of him, Yan Huan’s mouth twitched slightly.
Beside him, An Le seemed to be taken aback by the question, even unable to move.
It seemed Kuixiang’s simple question had suddenly made some invisible shackles binding An Le visible...
...
...
"Dad, Mom, I had a nightmare, can I sleep with you tonight..."
Little An Le rubbed her eyes, fearfully pushing open her parents’ door, speaking in a soft voice.
However, in the room, she only saw her mother sitting on top of her father, doing something unclear.
But the wild scene left a huge impact on An Le, leaving her stunned in place.
Upon hearing their daughter’s voice, the pair on the bed froze.
One of them pulled up the covers, the other hastily got dressed,
"Ah ah! An... An Le... sweetheart, you... you go out first, mom will come to accompany you in a bit..."
"Yeah... haha, dad and mom are exercising... you... you go back to your room first..."
An Le dumbfoundedly looked at her parents on the bed, not understanding why, but still obediently nodded and turned back to her room.
As she lay in bed, she couldn’t sleep for a long time, her mind constantly replaying what she had just seen.
Though she didn’t understand, she was still frightened.
So instead of fearing nightmares, she was now afraid of what she had just seen.
She was very scared, feeling as if mom was about to scream and devour dad.
Mom...
Could do such a thing to dad...
Her little face turned pale as she buried herself in the blankets, fearful of something bad happening.
"Creak~ "
Eventually, her door creaked open, and her mother’s voice came from the doorway,
"Little An Le, are you asleep yet?"
An Le’s body shivered slightly, too scared to move, only peeking through the cracks in the blankets to look outside.
She saw her mother’s rosy face, wearing clean pajamas, her hair neatly tied, looking gentle and kind.
Seeing her mother return to her familiar appearance, An Le’s fear eased a little.
"What’s wrong, still can’t sleep?"
An Le cautiously poked her head out, emerging from her blanket fort, looking at her mother sitting gently on the edge of the bed.
Her mother smiled slightly, gently asked,
"What kind of nightmare did you have?"
"...Mom, what were you doing with dad just now?"
"This... well..."
This question made An Le’s mother freeze with embarrassment, not knowing how to explain.
But seeing her daughter staring straight at her, she knew:
Her daughter may seem soft and tender normally, but she’s actually very stubborn and persistent.