A Young Woman's Heart

Several smaller ones followed behind.

It tilted its neck back, its red crown bright.

She does resemble her somewhat.

Mo Xiaoxiao couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, while her tired sister remained completely oblivious.

After a long day, the journey home is the most wonderful.

With every step I take, I feel like I'm getting closer to happiness.

Far away.

Gray smoke curled upwards.

Under the dim yellow sky, they looked like dust falling on the soil.

"quack."

Brown ducks swam across the river beside them.

Its wagging tail gently parted the river water, creating a series of ripples.

Mo Xiaoxiao kicked a pebble away, which fell into the water, startling several fish. A splash could even be heard from the riverbank.

"It smells so good." Mo Zhuyou's delicate nose twitched. She wiped away non-existent drool from the corner of her mouth and muttered softly, "What are we having for dinner tonight, sister?"

"I'm so tired today, Youyou, shall we cook?"

"Huh? Me? I definitely can't do it!"

"I'll eat anything you make."

"Really? Then I'll... make some noodles?" This is what Mo Zhuyou is best at.

Sometimes in the morning, when my sister is busy cleaning or doing laundry, she has to help make breakfast.

Otherwise, there won't be enough time.

Although you can buy it outside, it's definitely the most cost-effective to make it at home.

So she developed the skill of quickly making noodles—that's definitely her best cooking skill.

"Okay." Mo Xiaoxiao tilted her head slightly, her eyes sparkling in the dim, hazy light. "I want to be lazy today."

"Hey, my sister won't even help with chopping vegetables? And I have to do all the cleaning and washing dishes too?"

"Yes."

"Hmph, I'm tired too!"

Mo Xiaoxiao didn't say anything, but just winked at her.

"Okay, okay, then... today it is!"

"Okay."

The older sister usually takes care of the younger sister, but even the older sister gets tired sometimes.

The younger sister will then take care of the older sister in return.

Although my sister still needs to finish up the work.

The two were not empty-handed.

Since I wasn't planning to go out for the next two days, I bought some things to take home.

There was a bottle of iced cola inside, which was constantly condensing into water droplets because of the heat outside.

Mo Zhuyou licked her lips more than once, wanting to unscrew the cap and take a sip.

But they held back.

She wanted to take it home, put it in the refrigerator to chill, and then drink it after dinner.

That feeling must be the most exhilarating.

In the fields, farmers carrying hoes are walking home with a jumble of plastic buckets or sacks.

Several dogs followed, and when they encountered a neighbor's dog, they would go over and sniff it.

There was no barking, so they seemed fairly friendly.

Most of the farmers are elderly people over sixty years old, but there are also some young people mixed in.

Although he is young, he is actually middle-aged.

The uncle who often brought them firewood waved from afar.

His powerful voice seemed to reach your ears clearly even across mountains.

"Yo—!"

"Hello--!"

Naturally, Mo Zhuyou waved in response.

I don't have anything to say.

It was just a simple greeting.

The uncle didn't stay there. By the time the two of them arrived, he had already left with his farm tools on his back.

The outlines of the simple container villas can already be seen in the distance.

Although it didn't actually exist, Mo Zhuyou and Mo Xiaoxiao still smelled a sense of home.

Perhaps it's the smell of haystacks, the fragrance of wildflowers, or the scent of embers from burning firewood.

It could also be the indescribable body odor of that pure black rabbit, a odor that was either foul or pleasant.

As soon as the two returned, Dark Chocolate in the cage couldn't wait to start banging against the cage, it was hard to tell whether it wanted freedom or missed them.

Or perhaps both are true—

When she thought of this sentence, Mo Zhuyou suddenly felt that she often saw it in a certain novel. The author always liked to add "both" after some viewpoints. She couldn't remember the author's name, but she remembered that it seemed to have the word "silver" in it.

"Dark chocolate, dark chocolate~" Mo Zhuyou put the things down at the door and couldn't wait to stroke its fluffy, soft fur through the cage.

The black rabbit often goes out for fresh air, and the two of them even give it a bath and dry it with a hairdryer every time—they don't even need to use one when it's hot.

The rabbit, whose face was barely visible, gently nibbled at her finger, its two long ears perking up and twitching.

She released it.

The latter seemed very impatient.

However, they didn't go far; they just strolled around in the yard.

When Mo Zhuyou dropped the hay, it darted over again, its three-lobed mouth chewing incessantly.

"Youyou~" Mo Xiaoxiao had already sprawled on the sofa, just like Mo Zhuyou usually was, "I'm leaving today to you."

"I know, sister. Hmm, I thought you were joking..." Mo Zhuyou pouted, put the bag she hadn't taken inside into the doorway, then braced herself against the shoe rack by the door with one hand and grabbed the heel of her sneakers with the other, her body swaying slightly because she couldn't stand steadily.

Under the dim, yellowish sunlight:

The fine downy hair on her thighs swayed gently in the breeze.

Like the swaying grass in the yard.

—Of course, it's definitely not that dense.

It appears to be semi-transparent with a faint golden hue.

"Uh—uh—" She hunched over with some difficulty, her legs not quite naturally twisted, as if they were deformed, slightly contorted.

These shoes seem unusually tight.

It took her a lot of effort to finally take it off with a "pop".

My whole body swayed, and I almost fell over.

"call……"

After a long day, my arms are so sore I can barely use them.

She did the same with the other one. Feeling relaxed after taking off her shoes, she patted her feet together and then took off her socks by the door.

There are no clouds today.

The setting sun was also not visible.

Night fell quietly.

It seemed somewhat sudden.

It seemed like only a blink of an eye before it became completely dark.

Dinner was naturally noodles.

It contains a half-cooked poached egg and some ham slices that have more starch than meat.

"Sister! I'm making dinner today and I have to wash the dishes too, so you have to grant me one request!"

"What's wrong?"

"Let's each have a cup of the rice wine that Xiaoxue brought last time! It's been sitting in the fridge untouched... She said it spoils very easily."

"Sure." Mo Xiao smiled and tilted her head, reclining on the sofa, just like Mo Zhuyou always was.

If you don't look closely, you might mistake this for the younger sister!

"Splash—" As he spoke, the rice wine was already being poured out.

It was bubbling, so it looked more like a beverage than wine.

It tastes sweet and sour, with very little alcohol flavor.

Mixed noodles and rice wine go perfectly together.

There were no stars in the night sky outside the window.

There were indeed layers upon layers of clouds.

From a distance, it looks like a piece of cheese with holes spread out in the sky.

"We can rest tomorrow!" the younger sister said, raising her glass. "Sister, let's toast!"