Chapter 188 - Understood, don’t seduce you

Is it really okay to let him laugh there?" After leaving the second courtyard, Liu Yusheng took the two people towards the outer courtyard.

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She felt quite worried. Someone would easily get a stitch from laughing non-stop.

"Don't worry, Aunt Liu, he can't die." Feng Mohan waved his hand dismissively.

If a martial arts practitioner couldn't even stand half an hour, he deserved his bad luck.

Feng Qingbai smiled without saying a word, acquiescing to Feng Mohan's answer.

He might not die, but it was no better than death.

Liu Yusheng was relieved, "I have some free time this afternoon, so while there is no one coming to the door for medical treatment, I will take you on a walk around the village. The village has changed a lot now, and you haven't been back for so many years. I'm afraid you won't recognize many places."

"Okay."

Just as they reached the door, there was a call from Liu Dalin behind them, "Nannan, where are you going?"

"Father, we'll go out for a walk. We'll be back before dinner!"

Liu Dalin glanced at Feng Mohan. With this kid, there should not be any problem. It wouldn't be considered a lonely man and a woman. "Come back after a stroll. We'll be having dinner soon!"

"Got it!"

Liu Yusheng secretly stuck out her tongue, knowing that her father's old problem was swinging its head once more.

Fortunately, Feng Mohan was next to her. Otherwise, she'd probably had no way to get out of the door.

Feng Qingbai looked at the little girl's sticking pink tongue, and his eyes darkened. "Let's go."

His voice was almost imperceptibly husky.

They were at the entrance of the home. He couldn't mess around.

Wait a little longer. Let her know the price of tempting him later.

Feng Mohan looked excited once they were out of the house. He felt that every flower and grass on the road were novel.

"Aunt Liu, your village is small, but the scenery isn't bad. These little wild flowers are quite pretty. They feel no better than the imperial gar…"

Feng Mohan fiercely shut his mouth.

He almost committed a slip of the tongue and said imperial garden.

That was close.

It was the end of June, in the middle of the hot summer.

The sun was blazing hot and the sunlight was scorching.

Even in this weather, there were many people coming and going on the ridge of the village rice fields.

They were flooding the rice fields, cleaning the drains, weeding from the fields, checking for pests and so on.

Everyone was drenched in sweat, but their faces were full of smiles as warm as the sun.

Those smiles were full of hope and joy for the future.

The rice in Xinghua Village was growing robustly as always. Watching this essence could make people happy from the bottom of their hearts.

It meant that this year would be another prosperous year, and the granaries could be filled with crystal full rice once more.

Feng Mohan walked a few steps ahead of the two, looking at the endless rice fields along the road.

When the wind blew, the rice grain swayed in the wind. At first glance, it matched the green sea, swinging waves after waves of green rice and mixing the rice fragrance in the air.

The breeze, the fragrance, and the scenery swept away the heat of the summer and made people feel relaxed and happy.

If this weather was in the palace, he would never go out walking. He would end up sweaty and sticky, with soaked lapels. He abhorred that feeling.

But here, even if he could clearly feel the sweat trickling down his forehead, he felt no discomfort, but rather extra fun.

This was the countryside; this was the life in the country.

Simple and uneventful.

But it was surprisingly fulfilling.

"Over the rice fields is the Qing River(Qinghe). The river water is cool and clear. In the evening, the village children and half-grown boys will go there to bathe and take a dip in the river. That time of the day is the liveliest time of the day in Qinghe." Liu Yusheng pointed to the other side of the rice field and said.

"Bathing in the river? Swim in the river?!" Feng Mohan's eyes were wide with amazement and disbelief and eagerness to try.

Liu Yusheng smiled. "If you want to play, you can ask your Uncle Zhiqiu to bring you here at night. He often goes to the river to bathe."

Feng Mohan immediately looked at Feng Qingbai, his eyes bright and brimming with expectation.

After giving him a glance, Feng Qingbai said lightly, "If you want to go, you can. Just pay attention to safety."

"I will, Uncle!" Feng Mohan grinned from ear to ear, revealing a row of small white teeth and easily letting people feel how happy he was.

Walking along the path all the way past the rice field area was another story.

It was still a piece of land divided by the river. However, there was no water in the ground. It was dry land.

Another ground was organized into neat rows of ridges, and different green grass plants were planted on the ridges.

Under the sunlight, the grass plants also looked robust with their bright green stems and leaves gently swaying with the wind.

"This area is a medicinal field. The land was tilled eight years ago, and every villager in the village has a piece of land. Over the years, everyone has earned a lot of money relying on the medicinal herbs grown in the medicinal field. Xinghua Village today is also the wealthiest in eight villages and ten miles.

In the past, young men in the village had difficulty finding a wife to marry. Girls from outside refuse to marry because everyone is so poor. The circumstances now are quite the opposite. People from outside are proud to marry into Xinghua Village.

Every year, waves of matchmakers will come to the village to negotiate marriages. It's very lively all year round.

The girls in the village are also the objects that the boys from outside are vying to marry. In grandma's words, they're delicious cakes (in high demand)."

Speaking of the changes in the village, Liu Yusheng's eyes glittered with pride.

"They are the meat and potatoes. What about you?" Feng Qingbai suddenly popped up a question.

Liu Yusheng froze and met the man's eyes. The light in those eyes was deep and dark.

They appeared calm, but in fact there was a raging undercurrent lurking inside.

Liu Yusheng suddenly felt guilty. The man probably knew that a matchmaker had proposed marriage to her.

It wasn't easy to see how he restrained himself until now.

She knew him very well.

He has been manic depressive since childhood. His temperament would easily split hairs. He would take things that ordinary people took as a joke more seriously. Moreover, he would carry out violence that people could hardly understand.

Although he painted a normal person now, Liu Yusheng knew that he just hid those shadows deeper and no longer made people easily perceive them.

When a man has a tendency to blow up, he has to be soothed.

She looked around and found nobody.

Liu Yusheng grew courageous. She hooked the man's finger, leaned close to his ear and quickly licked it. "I'm your sweet pastry, only for you to eat."

The man's eyes instantly darkened. He gritted his teeth and said mutedly, "Shengsheng, I warned you…"

The young girl immediately ran a few steps away, turning back to smile. "I know-I know, don't tempt you!"

"…"

Feng Mohan silently covered his face. Aunt Liu, did you forget that there is a person nearby?

Feng Qingbai closed his eyes and exhaled a foul breath strenuously. He gazed at the young girl's figure up ahead. She provoked him. Did she think she could run away?

Ha, I'll let you be happy for now.

He didn't mind saving this kind of account for when the time came to settle everything all together.

"Let's go, I'll show you to our next stop, my land!" The young girl in the front raised her jade hand and pointed to Xinghua Ridge.

In Feng Qingbai's opinion, today's Xinghua Ridge was the place that changed the most in the entire village.