After marrying the hunter, he became more and more abnormal

Tiedan frowned when he heard that, raised his head and looked at Xia Mo with sparkling eyes, and said seriously: "Aunt, the maltose you made is really very delicious, Tiedan promises you."

As he spoke, he did not forget to pat his slightly raised chest, as if to make Xia Mo believe him.

Humph! He knew that Aunt Wenrou was the most powerful!

Xia Mo chuckled and looked down at him, "Well, Auntie believes in your taste, and even more in your words."

Tiedan nodded and rolled his eyes, "Then auntie, take me with you tomorrow."

As soon as he finished speaking, before Xia Mo could reply, Qi glared at him and said, "No, you stay at home tomorrow, I'll let Ah Mian watch you."

After saying that, she ignored Tiedan's reaction and turned to Xia Mo, "Ze'er, Dayong and I will accompany you tomorrow. Although we can't help you with other things, I'm worried about you going alone."

"Yes, brother Ze, I promised Lingchuan that I would help him take good care of you." Liu Yong said.

Xia Mo was touched when he heard this. He really didn't know that Ling Chuan had greeted them before leaving. No wonder Qi invited him into the city. But no matter what, he was very grateful to Qi and Liu Yong for taking care of him. Not everyone would be as kind as them.

"Okay." Xia Mo agreed with a smile.

He thought that if this deal could be successful and if he had the opportunity to cooperate with Manager Hong for a long time, he would then ask Qi and Liu Yingying if they were willing to do this.

Although this is more labor-intensive and time-consuming, they can not only sell malt sugar, but also pick out some good charcoal to preserve, and then sell it to wealthy families in the winter. In this way, they can make some extra money.

The more Xia Mo thought about it, the more feasible it seemed to him. He smiled so much that his eyes narrowed into slits. Liu Yong and his wife didn't expect him to agree so quickly, so they were infected by his smile and smiled silently as well.

They walked around for a long time and went to a noodle stall to have a bowl of noodles at noon. Because they were in a particularly good mood, everyone ordered noodles with minced meat.

"Burp!" Tiedan burped loudly after finishing his meal, and said mischievously, "Mm, it's delicious, Dad and Mom, let's eat this again next time we come."

The lady boss beside him was delighted and shouted, "If you like it, come back again. I'll put more minced meat next time."

"Okay, we've been shopping for most of the day. Brother Ze, do you want to buy anything? If not, let's go back and you can prepare it. We'll set off early tomorrow morning." Qi said, turning her head to ask Xia Mo.

Xia Mo shook his head. They had been shopping for most of the day and had bought everything they needed. It was time to go back.

"That's all. Let's go back first." Xia Mo said.

"Okay." Qi nodded.

So they went to get the ox cart back and headed back to Liujia Village along the road...

The next day, Xia Mo and his companions met up early as planned. After giving Tiedan a big red envelope, they hurried towards the county town.

When they arrived at the grocery store, Manager Hong happened to be there, which saved them a lot of time.

After tasting the malt sugar, Manager Hong was very satisfied with its quality, so after some discussion with him, he purchased the malt sugar at thirteen cents per ounce.

Not only Xia Mo was happy about this, but even Liu Yong and his wife were happy for him.

Time passed day by day, and in the blink of an eye, a few days passed quietly as Xia Mo missed someone.

It was another night. Xia Mo was swinging on the swing in the yard, but he felt inexplicably depressed and irritable.

He raised his head and looked up at the twinkling starry sky, whispering, "I don't know how he is doing over there."

Even though Xia Mo was busy and doing his job as usual, he was actually very panicked. He was more afraid than anyone else that something would happen to Ling Chuan.

Lingchuan is very important to him. If he is a duckweed, then Lingchuan is the bay where he anchors.

But because Xia Mo knew it so clearly in his heart, the situation where he could only wait at home and could do nothing made him feel so uncomfortable.

This feeling of powerlessness and desolation was like an invisible giant hand. Whenever he missed the other person, it would suddenly jump out and pinch him hard, so that every night late at night, he could not sleep because of worry.

Calculating the time, the ten-day deadline is approaching, Ling Chuan should be back by now, right? Maybe, he is already on his way back...

Xia Mo thought about it and put his feet against the ground to stop the swing from shaking, then he leaned his head on the hemp rope and looked at the bright moon in the sky.

The night view is beautiful, but it's so boring to enjoy it alone.

As he lowered his eyes, another weak sigh floated out from between Xia Mo's lips.

He sat for a long time before he retracted his gaze, sat up straight and stood up.

He took a deep breath, trying to get rid of the depression that was accumulating in his chest, but it had no effect at all. The depressed mood still lingered in his heart.

"Go take a shower, just wash and you'll be fine." Xia Mo patted his face, smiled faintly, turned around and was about to go back to the room to get clothes, but he heard a rustling sound of a door opening behind him.

Xia Mo's body suddenly paused. He slowly turned his head and stared blankly towards the door.

Could it be him?

With a creaky sound, the wooden door was opened in front of Xia Mo's expectant eyes, and then a tall and familiar figure walked in. His hair was disheveled, and although it was the middle of summer, he seemed to be shrouded in a chill.

Xia Mo's throat tightened, it was really him!

On the other side, Ling Chuan was also stunned. He didn't expect that the young man was still in the yard at this time. He frowned slightly.

Under the moon, the two looked at each other, their eyes intertwined, and although there was no sound, it seemed as if there were thousands of words to say.

Xia Mo's lips moved, and after a moment he raised the corners of his mouth, looked at the man who was walking towards him with smiling eyes, and said: "Brother Ling, you're back."

Seeing him return safely, Xia Mo's heart, which had been hanging in the air all day, was instantly relieved, and even the depression that had lingered in his heart was swept away in an instant.

As Ling Chuan looked at the little brother he had been thinking about day and night, the cold and murderous aura around him disappeared in an instant.

As soon as he walked up to Xia Mo, he pulled her into his arms, then lowered his head and sniffed her black hair. The familiar fragrance made him feel at ease.

"Well, I'm back." As he said this, the strength in his hands tightened a little, as if he wanted to embed the person deeply into his bones and blood.

Xia Mo also put his arms around Ling Chuan's waist, leaned his little head against his hard chest, listened to his strong heartbeat, and confirmed once again that this man was really back.

It’s great to be back...

The two hugged for a while before Ling Chuan slowly let go of her hand. Just when he was about to ask the boy why he was still not asleep so late, he caught a glimpse of the swing under the osmanthus tree. His eyes darkened. Did the boy make this himself?