As evening approached, Lin Shuang carried the village flower of Ji Family Village on his back, walking home under the setting sun.
The village flower, little Lingmeng, buried her face in his back, with her cute little feet wrapped around his waist, "Take the back road home, so we don't run into any other villagers, boohoo…"
"Not calling them small fry today?"
Little Lingmeng squirmed on his back, "Boohoo, Master, you're so mean!"
Lin Shuang patted her back and lifted her higher, "It's because you called them small fry too enthusiastically… should I rub it for you?"
"Small fry Master~ small fry, small fry~ Hey! Master, what're you doing! Stop it! I won't call them small fry anymore! Hubby!"
After a slight reprimand, Lin Shuang carried her down the small path back home.
Just as they were nearing home, they ran into other villagers…
It was the neighbor they'd seen before, Ji Caixia, harvesting vegetables in her backyard.
