Keeping the promise

In the afternoon, the sun is soft and warm, and the breeze blows gently across the fields, bringing the fragrance of soil and grass.

Zheng Chenglin enthusiastically took Zheng Wancheng and Li Yunting towards the vibrant land.

Zheng Chenglin carried the farm tools skillfully, walked steadily, his eyes full of affection for the land.

Zheng Wancheng followed behind, jumping and looking around from time to time. Although Li Yunting seemed a little unfamiliar, he was also full of expectations.

When they arrived at the field, Zheng Chenglin did not rush Li Yunting to work, but patiently explained the skills and essentials of farming. He told Li Yunting that farming requires patience and carefulness, choosing the right soil and fertilizer according to different crops, and paying attention to details such as watering, fertilizing, and weeding.

Then, Zheng Chenglin picked up a hoe and demonstrated it to Li Yunting. He skillfully loosened the soil, dug a small hole with the hoe, put the seeds in, and then gently covered it with a layer of soil.

After finishing all this, Zheng Chenglin carefully explained the operation process to Li Yunting again to ensure that he understood it.

Looking at Zheng Chenglin's serious look, Li Yunting couldn't help but feel a surge of respect in his heart.

Zheng Wancheng was not idle either. She worked hard to help sow the seeds. Although she sometimes sowed them unevenly, her seriousness made people laugh.

Li Yunting looked at Zheng Wancheng's cute appearance and couldn't help teasing her: "Wancheng, the way you sow the seeds, are you trying to let them compete to see who grows crookedly?"

After hearing this, Zheng Wancheng pouted and snorted, "If you can do it, go ahead!" Then, she stuffed the seed in her hand to Li Yunting.

Li Yunting took the seeds and started to scatter them carefully. Zheng Wancheng watched carefully from the side and suddenly laughed out loud: "Haha, you're not much better!" The two of them talked back and forth, neither of them giving in, which made Zheng Chenglin laugh.

While turning the soil, Zheng Wancheng accidentally stepped on a piece of soft soil and almost fell down. Li Yunting was quick to catch her.

After Zheng Wancheng stood firm, he blushed and whispered, "Thank you."

Li Yunting smiled and said, "Be careful, little confused."

At this time, a neighbor, Uncle Wang, was passing by slowly with a hoe on his shoulder. Seeing this warm and lively scene, he couldn't help but laugh and tease Zheng's father: "Old Zheng, you really got a good son-in-law. Look at this couple, how well matched they are, and how energetic they are when working! What a tacit understanding they have!"

After hearing this, Zheng Chenglin's face was immediately filled with a proud and gratified smile, but he waved his hands and said, "Oh, Brother Wang, please don't say that. The children are still young! They are still naive, how can you make a conclusion so early?"

When Zheng Wancheng heard this, her face instantly turned red like a ripe apple. She lowered her head and stopped talking. Her hands kept fiddling with the corners of her clothes. Her shy look made her even more lovable.

Li Yunting scratched his head in embarrassment, his ears turned slightly red, his eyes flickered, and he smiled awkwardly and said, "Uncle Wang, please stop teasing us."

Laughter echoed in the fields throughout the afternoon. They not only planted the seeds of hope, but also reaped endless joy and warmth of family love from their work.

In the evening, Zheng Chenglin prepared a sumptuous dinner. Under the dim and warm light, the table was filled with delicious food that exuded an alluring aroma, making people salivate. Everyone sat around the table, laughing one after another.

Zheng Chenglin had a gratified smile on his face and kept calling out to Li Yunting: "Yunting, eat more, don't be polite!" Zheng Wancheng was giggling and helping her father pick up food for Li Yunting.

Li Yunting was a little flattered. He thanked him hurriedly, stuffing his mouth full. He also did not forget to praise Zheng's father's cooking skills: "Uncle, this dish is so delicious!" Everyone laughed again after hearing this.

Zheng Chenglin picked up the wine glass, took a sip, then looked at Li Yunting, his eyes full of smiles, and said slowly: "Yunting, I don't usually live here. I came here just to test you. After this day, I think you are a really good kid."

Li Yunting was slightly stunned, then he smiled gratefully and said seriously: "Uncle, thank you for your recognition!"

At this time, Zheng Wancheng smiled so much that his eyes curved into crescents, and joked, "Dad, this test of yours must have exhausted Yun Ting!" Everyone laughed again.

Zheng Chenglin continued, "Tomorrow we'll go to the city, have a meal with all the relatives at home, and formally introduce you to them."

After hearing this, Zheng Wancheng clapped his hands excitedly: "Great!"

Li Yunting looked at Zheng Wancheng with a smile, and their eyes met, revealing a sweet tacit understanding.

That night, everyone enjoyed the meal and chatted happily, and a warm and joyful atmosphere filled the whole room.

Afterwards, Zheng Wancheng helped to clean up. Zheng Chenglin spoke earnestly, "Xiao Wan, I think Yun Ting is a good kid. As a president, he is not arrogant, which is good for you. You should control your temper and we will be fine."

Zheng Wancheng felt warm in his heart, but he still said stubbornly: "I know, Dad, please stop nagging!"

Zheng Chenglin smiled helplessly and continued, "Also, you should support and understand each other when you are together. But remember, don't get wronged outside, because your dad is here."

Zheng Wancheng felt warm in her heart and nodded, saying that she would take it seriously. She understood her father's good intentions and hoped to create a better future with Li Yunting.