A Young Woman's Heart

"try."

"Can I try it too?"

"You eat it." Taiyin nodded, then shook her head, and said slowly and deliberately, "I... don't want it."

This was the first time Cha Li had ever eaten such a novel cake.

Although it is true that overly stimulating foods are not suitable to drink while enjoying tea.

However, this kind of rough and poor-quality tea might be just right for quenching thirst.

"Mmm—" So she took a big bite.

The spiciness and sweetness intertwine in the mouth.

The taste was surprisingly good.

"Isn't it spicy?" Taiyin looked at her expressionlessly.

"Hmm, it's not spicy for me." Cha Li pushed her cheesecake in front of her. "How about I trade you this?"

Taiyin tilted her little head and glanced at her, then nodded gently.

After finishing her snacks, she opened the umbrella again and pushed open the heavy glass door.

"Goodbye." Her voice was colder than the rain.

"Goodbye, Master Taiyin. Let's have tea together next time!"

Whether Taiyin outside the door heard it or not, her gaze lingered on Chali for a while before she looked away, her rain boots splashing through the puddles as she walked away.

……

(four)

"Hey—it's raining again." At the supermarket entrance, Mo Xueyao, Li Wanyan, and their mother stood under the eaves, looking up at the incessantly falling rain.

"The sky was so gloomy when we came out today, it looked like it was going to rain." The mother lowered her head, sorted the items in the shopping cart, and put them into bags to be categorized.

"It's only been sunny for a few days already. Seriously, can't the sun come out a few more times?" Mo Xueyao hugged her arms and shivered. "It's wet and cold... I hate rain."

"Who was that person who said the other day that rain was nice and that you could soak in the bathtub while enjoying the rain?" the mother asked jokingly.

"Ugh, it's not me anyway!" Mo Xueyao looked away, as if she were looking for someone.

Then she actually found an acquaintance.

—Or rather, it would be more appropriate to say acquaintances who are not very close.

Although I knew she lived with the homeroom teacher, we didn't see each other often and rarely communicated, so it was natural for me to feel unfamiliar with her.

The busyness of her senior year of high school meant she hadn't been to the counseling center in a long time. Now, thinking back, she really missed the milk tea that filled the thermos.

"Teacher Taiyin!!" She waved vigorously, somewhat excitedly. "What are you doing here? Did Awen and the others come to buy things too? It's quite a distance from here to the villa, isn't it? Hmm, where did you buy the bread? I didn't see it when I was shopping at the supermarket earlier..."

Taiyin, carrying two large bags, looked up at her, her delicate face revealing nothing of her current mood: "Buying things."

"So Wen and the others came too?"

"No."

"Eh, it was actually Teacher Taiyin who came by himself?"

"Ah."

"Is it because you're bored at home, so you came out for a stroll?" Mo Xueyao chuckled.

"Is this one of your school's teachers?" The mother looked Taiyin and Mo Xueyao up and down in surprise. "I thought your homeroom teacher was young enough."

"Yes, this is our counselor! If you have any psychological problems and need guidance, just talk to her."

"Hello." Taiyin turned to Yang Xiaoyu and nodded slightly.

"Ah, Teacher Taiyin~ You look so cute dressed up in all that fluff today."

She blinked expressionlessly, as if she understood something, put the bag she was carrying on the ground, then opened her arms and gently hugged Mo Xueyao. She stood on tiptoe with some effort and stroked Mo Xueyao's head with her small, soft hands.

This made Mo Xueyao both laugh and cry: "Ah, that's not what I meant... Okay, um... you're still so comfortable to hold..."

Although I wasn't trying to relieve any stress, the incessant rain suddenly seemed more pleasing to the eye.

She truly deserves to be called the best psychology teacher at Yukong High School.

That being said, it seems like she's the only school counselor in Yu Kong, right?

"Goodbye."

"Hey, you're leaving already? Want to come to my house?" Mo Xueyao invited warmly, feeling it was necessary for Yu Shu to also enjoy Taiyin's embrace.

Taiyin shook her head.

"Okay." Mo Xueyao suddenly felt a little envious of Ye Wen, who lived with her. Watching Taiyin's departing figure, she murmured to herself, "Sigh, Wen gets to hug her every day, no wonder she's always in such a good mood."

"...If Yaoyao isn't in a good mood, she can hug me too."

"Huh? It's no use. Ah, no, I mean, it's different... um... how should I put it, Taiyin is cute, but Wanyan isn't, it's just... the effects are different."

"Alright, alright, what are you two whispering about?" The mother said irritably, pulling the bags out of the shopping cart. "Help me carry these things, Yaoyao, that bottle of oil is yours."

"Why am I carrying something so heavy?"

"You are strong."

"Is this when I'm stronger?" she muttered, picking up a large bag and then a jug of oil.

But—who will hold the umbrella?

The mother froze, then retreated back under the eaves: "Never mind, let's wait a little longer. We'll go back as soon as the rain lightens up."

"Mom, you bought too much again..."

"Why don't you carry everything and I'll hold the umbrella?"

"Hey, how dare you!"

……

Chapter 169 Farming Days

(One)

The gravel roads in the countryside have been paved with smooth cement roads, and the sound of electric vehicles driving on them is no longer loud. You can no longer hear someone approaching from afar; you can only hear the sound of the wheels rubbing against the flat ground when you are almost at the door.

It was a rainless morning, but the sun still hadn't peeked out.

Looking up, all I could see was a vast expanse of white; I couldn't tell where the clouds ended and the sky began.

Mo Xiaoxiao was wearing a soft and close-fitting work uniform. It looked a bit old, with slightly yellowed edges and some stains that were impossible to wash off.

She used to wear clothes like this when she was working.

"Good morning!" Mr. Xue laughed heartily, parked his electric scooter at the door, and a dark-skinned boy jumped off the seat behind him.

"Yang Yankai?"

"Well, I think since we're going to cultivate farmland, we'll need someone more professional to do it."

"Ah... I'm not very professional, I just helped with farm work at home..." Yang Yankai scratched his cheek somewhat embarrassedly, his rough skin making him look like he was 'dirty' as if he didn't wash his face every day.

"Where's your sister?" Mr. Xue pulled out the key to the electric scooter and casually put it in his pocket.

"We're warming ourselves by the fire. Would you like to come in and warm up by the fire? And have some breakfast while you're at it?"

"No need, let's get right to work. I don't want to move after sitting by the fire." Yang Yankai shook his head. "Do we have all the tools?"

"Yes—Xiaoxue, is this Xiaoji's electric scooter?"

"Yes, I borrowed it." Mr. Xue's smile was as bright as the sunshine.

"Hmm, that's true, it's more convenient this way." Mo Xiaoxiao half-pushed open the glass door. "Would you like some water?"

"Take some water with you, we'll definitely need to drink it later." Yang Yan rubbed his face, which was almost frozen by the wind, and took a few steps into the yard. "This yard is quite nice."

"Yes, but the farmland is being cultivated elsewhere."

"You don't want to put it in the yard, do you?"

"Yeah, it would be inconvenient to put it in the yard, and it would also attract bugs."

"I understand, I understand." Yang Yan laughed, having had a similar experience. "Can you all use this land?"

"It's alright." It was Mr. Xue who explained, "This whole area belongs to the Gao family, I've already asked him."

"...His family must have a lot of assets." Yang Yankai's tone revealed a hint of envy.

"We can live here thanks to him."

"Have you made any plans for what to do with this house after graduation?" Mr. Xue suddenly asked.

Mo Xiaoxiao's tone was a little strange: "Well... he has already asked his father to contract this land to us for thirty years. The annual fee is one hundred and twenty yuan. If we do not request to terminate the contract when it expires, it will be automatically renewed."

In fact, this is practically a gift.

They only charge a token fee.

"Haha, when he came, didn't he already have all the required signatures done, so you could just sign them directly?"

"Is that so? How did Xiaoxue know?"

"Because that's the kind of thing he would do."

……

(two)

Hoes, shovels, sickles...

The four men picked up the same farm tools one after another.

Those large and heavy farm tools are actually rarely used in daily life.

For example, with a large hoe, Mo Xiaoxiao could swing it a few times, but Mo Zhuyou found it difficult to even pick it up.

"Wait, sis, let's take the black rabbit out for some fresh air, shall we?" Mo Zhuyou, holding a small hoe, squatted down and took the black rabbit out of the cage.