It's terrible. Mr. Lu is too clingy.

Lu Ci was also very distressed. He noticed the copper bell in her hand and asked softly:

"Should I hang this up? Hubby, can you help me? If I fall, you have to catch me."

With his skills, how could he fall?

Xie Xingran looked at his worried expression and suddenly burst into laughter. He handed him the copper bell and nodded, saying, "Okay."

Sister Ayan is gone, and there should be another copper bell on the old pear tree.

There are many ancient trees in the village, and the old pear tree in front of her house alone has a history of more than two hundred years.

The branches are thick and more than two meters high from the fork.

Putting the copper bell in his pocket, Lu Ci took off his shoes and started crawling on the spot, his butt inevitably sticking out, moving upwards like a wriggling caterpillar.

This is probably the young master's first time climbing a tree?

Xie Xingran chuckled, and the next second he said, "Don't laugh. If you laugh, I'll laugh too. If you fall, it's your fault."

"I wasn't laughing," she denied.

Lu Ci also coaxed her: "Okay, you didn't laugh, I was hallucinating, I even heard my wife cheering me up again."

"Come on, you're the best!" she said perfunctorily. Unable to bear with his hard work, she suggested, "Why don't we go to Uncle Zhang's house and borrow a ladder?"

"Don't." He immediately refused, fearing that she would insist on following him up if he borrowed the ladder. He said arrogantly, "Don't underestimate your husband, okay? It's just a tree. What can I not take down?"

As he spoke, he quickened his pace, and in less than two minutes, he stood on the first forked branch.

He asked her from below, "Where should it be hung? With these two?"

"Yeah." Xie Xingran nodded. Sister Ayan and they are a family, so of course they should hang out together.

The branch where the copper bell was hung was quite thick and solid, so Sister Yan had no problem stepping on it before, but Lu Ci was also a man, a man who was 188 cm tall and weighed nearly 170 catties.

The branches swayed and creaked under his weight.

Xie Xingran was anxious: "You are too heavy, get down quickly."

Lu Ci was also unconvinced: "Xie Xingran, who are you talking about being heavy? I'm just strong."

Having said this, he didn't dare to move forward. He retreated to the fork, looked left and right, but couldn't find any tools.

"Go find a long pole and tie it up to see if you can hang it up."

Xie Xingran ran into the yard and searched around before finding a long bamboo in a corner. He cut a piece of it with a knife, which was just enough to hang the rope of the copper bell.

In this way, Lu Ci, who was on the tree, was useless, so he sat on the branch to cheer her up.

"Come on, honey, a little higher, push forward harder, come on, you're the best! It'll be done soon."

Xie Xingran really wanted to cover his mouth because he was noisy and interfered with her movements.

"Wow! It's hung up. My wife is awesome!" He clapped his hands like a child praising another child.

Xie Xingran put down the long pole, then looked up at him speechlessly, and was about to say something.

Unexpectedly, the scene before her made her freeze on the spot.

A gentle breeze blew past, and the leaves on the tree swayed like green bells, making a rustling sound along with the three copper bells.

Insects chirped in the autumn, sunlight streamed down from above, and mottled and fragmented light and shadow danced across the tips of his hair.

The sunlight was scattered, and the young man looked at her with a smile in such light, his eyes only containing her, full of tenderness.

There will always be someone in your life whose presence will amaze you.

Xie Xingran thought that in the long river of time, the only person who could amaze her was the person in front of her.

"Wife, it's pear season now. Is this tree too old? Why isn't there any fruit?"

Lu Ci also looked up and around, trying to find one or two pears to sprout.

Xie Xingran's thoughts gradually returned to normal, but he fell silent again because of his words.

After a long while, she replied, "It hasn't borne fruit since grandma and her family passed away."

The old pear tree in front of the courtyard has been there as long as she can remember. It bears fruit every year. Children from the same village and neighboring villages often come to steal the pears, but her grandmother never stops them.

But in the past ten years, some people died, some left their hometowns, the yard here is empty, and there are fewer people in the village.

Perhaps because of this, the old pear tree simply no longer bears fruit.

"Ah?" Lu Ci was also annoyed. Why did he bring up her sad story again? What a foul mouth.

Seeing him like this, Xie Xingran laughed instead: "Okay, come down quickly, I'm hungry, go cook."

Lu Ci also stood up, his vision suddenly raised. He hugged the tree trunk in fear and swallowed his saliva:

"Wife, why don't you go borrow a ladder? I feel like I can only go up but not down."

Xie Xingran crossed his arms across his chest in amusement, "Just jump! How high is that? Less than three meters."

Lu Ci also said pitifully: "Then my wife, I'm jumping down, you catch me."

Xie Xingran: "...You want to kill me and marry someone else, right?"

"No way," he pouted, "I will only have you as my wife, and you don't want to be a widow, do you?"

Xie Xingran curled her lips in disgust. She had jumped down from it before when she was only six or seven years old, although she was beaten up by her brother later.

When she went to Uncle Zhang's house to borrow a ladder, Aunt Zhang couldn't bear to see her lift heavy objects, fearing that it would hurt her wound, so she took the initiative to give it to her.

Seeing Lu Ciye trapped in the tree, Aunt Zhang was overjoyed: "Yesterday, I rescued a ginger cat from a tree, and now I'm here to rescue you again. What a coincidence."

Lu Ciye: ...

Who is destined to be with whom? Him and that orange cat?!

Thinking about it this way, when he calls back to the old house tonight, his grandmother will probably come to him with a pineapple and laugh at him when she sees his golden hair.

Oh, this is the second time I regret dyeing my hair this color.

[Hmm, why not dye my hair white again? My wife seems to like white.]

Xie Xingran: ...

Do you want people to call us an old man and a young wife? Lu, Xiao, Gou.

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The pig's trotters were stewed until very soft and tender, and Xie Xingran enjoyed the delicious taste. He wanted to give him half, but Lu Ci refused.

He clearly didn't want to snatch the food from her, but he had to use her previous harsh words to stop her.

"You just said I was too heavy, so I won't eat," he said angrily, "I want to lose weight, so that you won't push me away in bed because I'm too heavy."

While Xie Xingran was chewing on the pig's trotter, he gave him a look. This guy would feel itchy if he didn't act like a gangster every day.

"Have you forgotten what you said?"

A smile flashed across Lu Ci's eyes as he remembered that he had asked her to be on top of him because of her back injury.

So he put down his chopsticks and said in a feigned dissatisfaction, "Isn't this seat ever going to change?"

Xie Xingran asked back: "Isn't it possible?"

Lu Ci immediately nodded with starry eyes and said:

"Sure, sure! My wife is the sky and the earth, whatever my wife says is what it is, hehe."

Xie Xingran: Haha, you won’t suffer any loss anyway, right?

But on second thought, she wouldn't suffer any loss either. She would have plenty of ways to prevent him from having a chance to counterattack.