Peaceful Farm Life
Chapter 240: If I Say I Believe, Will You Believe?_1

Chapter 240: Chapter 240: If I Say I Believe, Will You Believe?_1

"Tell me, is it because of me that you’re happy?" An Jing asked, tilting her head up with a proud and coquettish air.

Xiao Changyi nodded, honestly indulging her; "Yes."

But An Jing suddenly stopped smiling. After a long pause, she said softly, "I probably never told you, my parents... that is, my mom and dad, they were dismembered and killed. I became a soldier in order to avenge them. Before their deaths, I was quite happy. But after they died, happiness was gone for me. It was just me left in my family, and I became good at cooking gradually because there was nobody to cook for me, just one person. I could only cook for myself."

Xiao Changyi felt heartbroken. He wanted to embrace An Jing, but with people passing by from time to time, it wasn’t appropriate to overstep boundaries, so he just took one of An Jing’s hands and held it tightly in his own.

An Jing, feeling the strength he applied to her hand, smiled: "Later, I sacrificed myself for my country, traveled here, and met you. Only then did I start being happy again. I’m happy because of you. Very happy, very happy. Husband, being with you, I am very happy, very happy. You’ve been better to me than my parents and grandparents. We should keep being this happy forever, right?"

Xiao Changyi immediately nodded with conviction: "Yes!"

"That’s wonderful." An Jing’s lips curved into a slight smile, gazing deeply at him, "It’s wonderful to have you."

"So it is for me," replied Xiao Changyi, gripping her hand even tighter.

"What?" she asked, pretending not to understand.

This time, he answered plainly: "It’s wonderful to have you." He paused, "Later you’ll teach me how to cook, and I’ll cook for you."

An Jing was almost brought to tears.

"Why are your eyes red?" Xiao Changyi frowned deeply, disliking the sight of her this way.

An Jing immediately smiled widely: "If I say there’s sand in my eye, would you believe me?"

Xiao Changyi didn’t say whether he believed her or not, but counterquestioned: "If I said I believe, would you believe me?"

An Jing was startled for a moment, then laughed earnestly: "There’s no sand, I’m just moved because you said you want to learn cooking for me. Make sure you keep your promise."

Xiao Changyi nodded immediately: "Yes!"

An Jing was even happier and urged: "Let’s not stand here anymore, let’s hurry home." Then she lowered her voice, whispered very softly, and with a mischevious smile added: "It’s inconvenient to want a kiss here."

Xiao Changyi immediately turned to lead the ox cart.

An Jing’s eyes crinkled into crescents with her smile. She and her husband, truly very, very happy.

...

As soon as they returned home, An Jing and Xiao Changyi took their knives to the bamboo grove to cut bamboo. They needed to channel the stream water to their yard. Otherwise, they would still have to go to Jiuping Village to draw water, which was time-consuming and laborious.

After cutting an appropriate amount of bamboo, they knocked out the nodes in the middle, then connected each bamboo to each other, channeling the mountain stream water to their yard through the connected bamboo pipes.

It took An Jing and Xiao Changyi an entire day to complete the work.

Standing in the yard, with her arms around Xiao Changyi’s waist and leaning into Xiao Changyi’s embrace, An Jing watched the water flow out from the bamboo pipes and into the water tank on the ground, feeling a profound sense of security.

Surrounded by lush greenery, with a gentle breeze and the fragrance of flowers and birdsong, the atmosphere was warm and inviting.

An Jing raised her small face, smiling broadly at her aloof husband: "Husband, we don’t have to go to Jiuping Village to fetch water anymore. We have water at home now."

"Yes," Xiao Changyi lowered his head, gently rubbing his forehead against hers. Perhaps feeling that it wasn’t enough, after rubbing foreheads, he also nuzzled her nose with his.

The nuzzles made An Jing giggle uncontrollably.