Travel to the mountains and make a fortune in silence

"Cousin, I don't want to go back." The two had just stepped out of the courtyard when Wu Zitong suddenly stopped.

Mu Qin looked at Wu Zitong and said softly, "If you don't want to go, then don't go. Let's go to the Wu family's house. Cousin Zixu caught a cold a few days ago, and there's no woman at home to take care of him. I don't know if he has anything to eat at home all by himself."

After returning to the village, Wu Jiaxu went straight back to the Wu family home.

Since the Wu family members were all in the capital, he was the only one at home at the moment.

Upon hearing this, Wu Zitong's heart stirred, but when she thought of Wu Zixu's usual cold attitude towards her, she hesitated.

"Cousin, why don't you take some people to see him? I'd rather go for a walk in the front of the mountain."

Wu Zitong ultimately decided not to go to the Wu family home; she simply couldn't bear to face Wu Zixu's cold expression.

Wu Zitong knew very well that Wu Zixu had feelings for her.

Ever since Wu Zixu returned to Beijing, he suddenly became cold towards her, which made Wu Zitong feel very confused and disappointed.

Seeing this, Mu Qin shook her head helplessly: "Fine, I'm really fed up with you two. It's obvious that one of you is interested and the other is interested, but you're always hiding like this."

Over the years, her family has arranged many marriages for Wu Zitong, but she hasn't been able to find one she likes.

Wu Zixu was the same. His sister-in-law had been trying to find him a second wife, hoping that someone gentle, considerate, and caring would be by his side. But he always refused, saying that he didn't need one.

These two people clearly have feelings for each other. If they can be honest with their families, this marriage will definitely work out.

But neither of them was willing to speak first.

Mu Qin felt tired just looking at the two of them.

"He's ignoring me." Wu Zitong's voice was muffled, revealing a hint of grievance.

A few days ago, when she discovered that Wu Zixu had caught a cold, she even prepared medicine and brought it to her.

Wu Zixu didn't give her a friendly look at all.

Mu Qin sighed helplessly, "I told you before, tell your sister-in-law about this and let her make the decision for you. Cousin Zixu will definitely agree."

Wu Zitong's gaze fell on the distant, towering mountain peaks, as if she were deep in thought. After a while, she slowly said, "Let's not talk about this now. Go and see him."

Seeing that Wu Zitong was still unmoved, Mu Qin pretended to be angry and said, "I'm not going. If you want to go, go by yourself. You're not my sweetheart."

Seeing this, Wu Zitong quickly grabbed her cousin's sleeve and began to plead, "Cousin, my dear cousin, please go..."

Mu Qin, unable to resist her pestering, had no choice but to give in: "Alright, alright, I'll go. I really can't do anything with you two." After saying that, she gently tapped Wu Zitong's forehead with her index finger, her eyes full of doting affection.

Upon seeing this, Wu Zitong immediately smiled and said happily, "Thank you so much, cousin! I'll go for a stroll in the front of the mountain, and we'll meet up here later."

After saying that, she turned and walked towards the front of the mountain.

As soon as she turned around, the bright smile on Wu Zitong's face vanished without a trace, as if blown by a cold wind.

Instead, two lines of clear tears, like beads from a broken string, slid down from her peach-blossom-like eyes.

She hastily wiped away her tears with her hand, then ran wildly towards the front of the mountain without looking back.

She ran breathlessly, as if she wanted to release all the pain and sorrow in her heart through running.

Finally, she ran to the familiar peach grove, collapsed onto the lawn like a lump of mud, and began to sob.

"Zitong? Why are you crying?" Suddenly, a gentle and concerned voice rang in her ear.

Wu Zitong raised her head blankly, and through her teary eyes, she saw a familiar figure walking towards her.

"Brother Zixu, you... how come you're here? Weren't you sick?" Wu Zitong's voice was filled with surprise and confusion.

Wu Zixu walked over to Wu Zitong, gently squatted down, looked at her red and swollen eyes, and said with heartache, "I'm all better now. But you, why are you crying so sadly here all by yourself?"

Wu Zitong lowered her head, avoiding Wu Zixu's gaze, and said softly, "I...I'm fine. I just don't want to go back to see her."

She didn't want to go home, but she wouldn't cry about it; she cried because of unrequited love.

They both clearly had feelings for each other, but because they were worried about societal norms, they dared not confess their feelings.

Wu Zixu knew, of course, who Wu Zitong was referring to as "she." He sighed and said, "If you don't want to go, then don't. Grandma Zhou and the others won't force you."

Wu Zitong was silent for a moment, then looked up at Wu Zixu and asked, "Brother Zixu, what brings you here?"

"I... I wanted to come to the front mountain to see if there were any wild rabbits or pheasants, so I could hunt some to bring back for you guys to have a different taste." Wu Zixu scratched his head, his eyes darting around as he made up a reason on the spot.

He met Muqin on the road, and Muqin told him that Wu Zitong had come to Qianshan alone.

Wu Zixu was worried about Wu Zitong and didn't feel comfortable letting her come alone to the desolate front mountain, so he hurriedly chased after her.

Upon hearing Wu Zixu's words, Wu Zitong's face showed a hint of suspicion.

She muttered to herself: Going to the front mountain to hunt pheasants and rabbits? Does he think I'm a three-year-old child who's so easy to fool? There aren't any pheasants or rabbits on this front mountain, not even a single feather to be seen.

Wu Zitong did not expose Wu Zixu's lie on the spot, but asked calmly, "So, did you hit him?"

Wu Zixu's expression turned somewhat unnatural. He hesitated for a moment, then stammered, "No, not yet..."

Looking at Wu Zixu's hesitant manner, Wu Zitong couldn't help but sigh in her heart, thinking: Oh well, since he's unwilling to tell the truth, why should I press him?

They only came after me because they were worried about me.

Looking at the little girl in front of him, Wu Zixu suddenly made a big decision, took a deep breath, and then mustered up his courage to speak:

"Zitong, I'm back this time planning to divorce her. After the divorce, I'll propose to Grandma Zhou. You... are you still willing to be with me?"

After he finished speaking, he stared intently at Wu Zitong, his eyes filled with anticipation.

Upon hearing this, Wu Zitong was stunned, as if struck by lightning.

She stared wide-eyed at Wu Zixu, her face filled with astonishment, as if she couldn't believe what she was hearing.

After a long while, she came to her senses and asked in a trembling voice, "Brother Zixu, you...you really will divorce her?"

Wu Zixu nodded vigorously and answered firmly, "Really."

"I, I do, I do!" Wu Zitong's face was covered in tears, her voice trembling slightly. She used all her strength to say the three words "I do."