"Mother, we’re heading out!"
"I know, go early and come back early, don’t be too late tonight as it is Small New Year." Ms.Wang stood at the door and said to Yang Chuxia and Ye Zi’an.
Now that the New Year’s gifts were sent, there was not much to do at home. Yang Chuxia thought about how she hadn’t found two kinds of medicinal herbs other than drunk heart flowers, so she decided to go to the hot springs again and search thoroughly throughout the vast area. She felt that she would not be satisfied unless she searched two or three times.
So last night, she told Ms.Wang and Yang Dachuan that she was going into the mountains today, and Ye Zi’an naturally wanted to go with her when he heard this.
Today, Yang Chuxia and Ye Zi’an got up early, shouldered their baskets, and prepared to go out.
This time, they didn’t ask Uncle Cai to follow them, because it was Small New Year, and it was not appropriate to trouble others during this time.
"Xiaxia, let me carry the basket." Ye Zi’an said on the way.
"It’s alright, I can carry it myself, it’s not heavy." Yang Chuxia said and smiled at Ye Zi’an.
But Ye Zi’an insisted, "It would be easier for you if I hold it."
"No, it’s fine. You know I’m strong, and carrying it won’t be a problem." Yang Chuxia said and waved her hand dismissively.
"Alright then, I’ll carry it back when it’s full." Despite Ye Zi’an’s seemingly weak appearance and bad leg, he was still a man and strong enough to carry it.
"Okay." Yang Chuxia nodded in agreement.
Being attentive to medicinal herbs, the two of them did not forget to look for them along the mountain path, glancing around as they walked. As she moved, the ribbon in her hair fluttered, her big eyes full of laughter. Watching her, Ye Zi’an’s heart skipped a beat, thinking how beautiful Xiaxia was and that such a beautiful girl would be his wife in the future. With this thought, he felt his face blush slightly.
In fact, Yang Chuxia noticed his stare and wondered to herself, "What is this dummy looking at? We’re together every day, it’s not like he hasn’t seen me before." But then she suddenly noticed that Brother An’s face had turned red, and a mischievous smile appeared on her lips.
"Hmm, Brother An, why is your face red?" Yang Chuxia’s eyes twinkled with mischief. "You’ve been staring at me, and I didn’t even blush. Why are you blushing? What naughty things are you thinking?"
As she said this, she noticed that Ye Zi’an’s face had turned even redder.
"I wasn’t thinking about anything." Although Ye Zi’an’s face was red, his voice was still calm and steady.
"Really? You know that lying isn’t a good thing to do, right?" Yang Chuxia said and sighed. "Ai, if you admit you were thinking about me, I won’t laugh at you. Why can’t you be honest?"
Ye Zi’an helplessly smiled, "Xiaxia!"
Hearing him call her name, Yang Chuxia suddenly stopped walking and turned to stare at Ye Zi’an intently, thinking to herself, "Hmm, Brother An is really good-looking. Look at that smooth skin... and how handsome he is!" It seems that some Xia couldn’t help but want to get her hands on Brother An again.
She strained to stand on her tiptoes, suddenly grabbing Ye Zi’an’s face with both hands and demanding, "Tell me, were you just thinking about me?"
Ye Zi’an let out a sigh and eventually nodded, "Yes, I was thinking about how wonderful my Xiaxia is." With that, he suddenly hugged Yang Chuxia off the ground.
Yang Chuxia lost her balance and hooked her arm around his neck. "Still thinking about when Xiaxia can grow up? When can we get married?"
At this, Yang Chuxia couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
Slipping out of Ye Zi’an’s embrace, she didn’t forget to rub his face and spat, "You thick-skinned thing! We haven’t even set the engagement, and you’re already thinking about getting married."