The Chen Family Village lit up its lamps, and only then did Song Xian and Xie Liangchen return to the Song Family by carriage.
Xie Liangchen lowered the carriage curtain: "It seems we haven't really talked much. Hearing a bit from this one, a line from that one, and before we knew it, it was dark."
Song Xian said, "Don't worry, once the house is built, we'll move here."
Xie Liangchen laughed, "There's no rush. Being busy in the village every day, it never felt like anything until we left, and then I realized how quickly time passes."
"It wasn't quick," Song Xian gently kneaded Xie Liangchen's hand, "Before marriage, I would count the days. Now that we're finally married, I actually wanted to stay longer in the new home, just the two of us."
Xie Liangchen pursed her lips, thinking about the last two nights, afraid that Song Xian might disregard: "There's also grandmother."
