The landlord has multiple personalities and wants everyone to pay him.

Our hometown lies in the fields of hope.

Xia Qing stood on the path in the fields, looking at the endless fields. She didn't know where she learned it, but she opened her arms, closed her eyes, and shouted.

Her voice carried far across the snow-covered land, startling an old man who was taking a stroll with his hands behind his back.

The old man turned to look at the girl in the down jacket, who was smiling brightly, shook his head, and thought to himself, "Where did this country bumpkin come from? She's so excited about seeing a snow scene." Then he slowly walked away.

Xia Qing didn't care about any of that; this was the first time she had ever seen such a vast place.

There are squares and parks in the city, but they are different. What you see here is a truly boundless wilderness.

The thick snow covered the ground, and it was somewhat dazzling in the sunlight.

"Ye Shu! This place is so big! It's really huge!"

She pointed to the land in front of her, so excited she didn't know how to describe it. She shouted a couple of times to Ye Shu and then rushed in.

Ye Shu reacted quickly, grabbing the hood of her down jacket and pulling it back down.

Be careful.

Ye Shu pulled her back, poked at the snow by the field with his foot, and dug a small hole, revealing the black soil underneath and a piece of corn stalk that had been cut off.

"See that? The crops in the field have been harvested, but these roots are still in the ground, covered with snow, so you can't see them at all. If you go in and slip and fall, it's no joke."

Xia Qing looked at the ten-centimeter-long broken piece and imagined herself falling on it, and instantly became obedient.

All I could do was stand obediently on the path between the fields and feast my eyes on the snow-covered plain before me.

She looked at the horizon that blended seamlessly with the sky and asked:

"Ye Shu, how big is this land?"

Ye Shu also looked at the distant horizon and shook his head:

"I don't know. I always hear my dad talk about how many acres our family owns, but I still don't understand how big an acre actually is."

He raised his hand and pointed to a small dark figure in the distance:

"See that utility pole? From where we're standing to that utility pole, this whole area belongs to our family."

Xia Qing squinted and looked in the direction he was pointing, somewhat surprised:

"Such a large area? I didn't realize, Ye Shu. So you're the legendary foolish son of a wealthy landlord?!"

Ye Shu quickly waved her hand:

"Don't talk nonsense. What landlord? Our ancestors were eight times poor peasants."

The two stood on the edge of the field, looking out over this vast land.

The fields in winter are quiet and lonely. But the snow covering them seems to hold the boundless vitality of spring.

Suddenly, Xia Qing grinned mischievously, bent down, grabbed a handful of snow from the ground, rolled it loosely in her hand, and threw it directly at Ye Shu's chest.

"Take this!"

The snowball shattered when it hit the jacket, leaving a small white dot.

Ye Shu looked down at the spot where he had been hit, then looked up at Xia Qing.

She smiled happily, her eyes crinkling, and her cheeks were rosy from the cold.

That smile was so pure.

The winter sunlight fell on her eyelashes and the corners of her mouth, as if she herself were radiating light.

For a fleeting moment, Ye Shu felt a little dazzled, unable to distinguish whether it was the sunlight shining on the snow or the smile of the person in front of him.

Seeing that Ye Shu hadn't moved for a while and was just staring at her, Xia Qing blinked and asked:

"What's wrong? Did you hurt yourself?"

Ye Shu came to her senses and shook her head:

"no."

After saying that, he bent down, grabbed a handful of snow, squeezed it in his hand, and threw it back at Xia Qing.

The two of them started having a snowball fight in the field.

This was supposed to be a romantic thing, but since the other person was Xia Qing, it quickly turned sour.

At first, the two were just playing around, throwing small snowballs at a low angle, laughing and chasing each other.

But once Xia Qing starts playing, especially competitive games like this, it can ignite her competitive spirit.

The size of the snowballs gradually increased from the size of a table tennis ball to the size of a tennis ball. And not only did they get bigger, they also became increasingly compact.

As the host, Ye Shu couldn't possibly suffer this loss.

Furthermore, his competitive spirit was ignited by the fact that his opponent was Xia Qing.

Thus, a romantic snowball fight turned into a brutal melee in the snow.

The two were no longer satisfied with long-distance snowball throwing, as it was too inefficient, and began close-quarters combat.

They would either grab a big chunk of snow and throw it at each other, or grab a handful of snow and stuff it into their collars. In the end, the two were almost about to crawl into the snow and fight each other.

When the two of them finally got up from the snow, panting heavily, they realized how disheveled they looked.

His hair, eyebrows, and clothes were all covered in snow.

Moreover, once the snow inside the collar was cut open, it was cold and wet, which was very uncomfortable.

Xia Qing had a great time, so she fell backward onto the snow and laughed heartily as she looked at the cloudless sky.

Seeing her like this, Ye Shu quickly went over and extended his hand:

"Xia Qing, get up quickly and go home, you'll catch a cold soon."

Xia Qing shook her head and patted the spot next to her. She looked at Ye Shu, tired but content.

Seeing her happy expression, and then looking at his own pants covered in snow, Ye Shu decided it didn't matter and sat down on the snow next to her.

Xia Qing also sat up, and the two of them stood side by side, looking at the outlines of houses and utility poles in the distance, as well as the shadows of mountains in the distance.

The world suddenly became very quiet, so quiet that you could hear the two breathing after they had been playing around.

After a while, Xia Qing suddenly spoke, her voice soft but earnest:

"Ye Shu".

Her eyes remained fixed on the distant horizon:

"Will you... always love me this much from now on?"

The topic shifted a bit abruptly, but Ye Shu didn't hesitate at all. Still staring at the distant horizon, she began to speak:

"meeting."

This was exactly the answer Xia Qing wanted.

Upon hearing this word, she turned to look at Ye Shu.

Ye Shu also turned his head and looked at her.

Their eyes met, and she suddenly smiled.

Unlike the smile she had when they were having a snowball fight, this was a gentle smile, one that showed she had let go of all her worries and was releasing all her light without reservation.

It was even more dazzling than the sunlight shining on the snowfield now.

The snowflakes on her eyelashes melted, turning into tiny water droplets that sparkled as she blinked.

"I believe in you, Ye Shu."

She took a deep breath, the cool air carrying with it her true feelings:

"I, Xia Qing, am willing to marry you."