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The next day, Hemai and Yang Liulang were working at home respectively, and the two of them had not talked as much throughout the day as they had last night.

Hemai intentionally hid from Yang Liulang, when he was making the dog house outside, she folded the clothes in the room.

Yang Liulang was at the back of the courtyard, she quickly went to the well to wash all the dishes.

For the entire day, the atmosphere between the two of them was somewhat silent.

Hemai didn't know why she was treating Yang Liulang like that either. Perhaps she felt that Yang Liulang was too nice to her, and if she continued doing this, it would become a debt that she couldn't afford to pay. If she was able to pull away, it would probably make her feel a little better.

However, doing so today, she felt that her entire body was weird, she was not at all at ease while talking and laughing with Yang Liulang.

And Yang Liulang also seemed to have noticed Hemai's deliberate estrangement, and did not take the initiative to find trouble.

When night fell, Yang Liulang took out the leftover prey from the kitchen and said, "When we return tomorrow night, would these things be a little shabby if we were to carry them back?"

Hemai turned around and saw Yue Yang holding a chicken and a skinned rabbit and seriously looking at him.

She hurriedly replied, "It's not shabby. It's already very good."

Yang Liulang thought for a while, then said: "I remember that there are still some dried pickled fish at home, let's bring them over tomorrow."

"Okay," Hemai thought for a moment, then lightly nodded. "Don't waste your time thinking about this, taking these few things back would already be very honorable."

Pointing at the grains living on the ground, he barely managed to keep himself warm. Every year, he would only be able to eat meat during the autumn harvest and Chinese New Year, so how would he dare think about eating chickens and rabbits in normal times?

This ceremony was already very generous.

Moreover, Madam Qin was not one to fuss about etiquette.

Hearing Hemai's words, Yang Liulang nodded, "Okay, then tomorrow morning, we will return."

Hemai nodded her head and agreed, then watched as Yang Liulang carried the things out.

When they slept that night, the two didn't chat like they did a few days ago. Yang Liulang finished fetching water for Hemai, washed his hands and face, and then hurriedly made up the bed.

Hemai was a little regretful in her heart, as though what she had done was the opposite.

He had originally wanted Yang Liulang to not take care of him like he had before, but now, he knew that the Yang Liulang he should take care of was not bad at all, but the atmosphere between the two of them was as silent as stagnant water, it was extremely awkward.

She sighed and covered her eyes with the blanket.

was the one who woke Hemai up.

Hemai blushed and hastily dressed herself. She had already prepared the water to wash herself, and felt even more embarrassed. While cooking breakfast, she very diligently made two additional dishes.

After eating, he prepared food and water for the Blacky and placed them in front of the dog house. Yang Liulang carried the chicken in one hand and the rabbit in the other.

The way back to the village was about half a kilometer. Both of them were very fast, but the way back seemed to have been agreed upon beforehand as they walked slowly and tacitly.

Hemai glanced at the broad and thick back of the man in front of him, and started to ponder. In a while, he would get to Madam Qin's place, and the two of them would be better off not saying a word. Even if it was hard to explain at Madam Qin's place, Madam Qin had to worry.

But how could he explain it to Yang Liulang?

The problem was not Yang Liulang, but she wanted to create some distance between his and Yang Liulang, so that he would not treat his so well.

How pretentious! Hemai scolded herself.

After walking a bit further, she saw that it was Madam Qin's little cottage after she passed by. Hemai braced herself and opened her mouth, "Ah, that …"

"When we arrive at Grandma's house, you and I should show some affection." The first to speak, was actually Yang Liulang who was silently walking in front.

It was unknown when Yang Liulang had stopped in his tracks, but he was waiting for Hemai to catch up as he stared at her, "If she sees us being so distant, he would probably scold me, his son-in-law, for not being able to catch up."

"Just treat it as helping me. Please give me some face and say a few more words to Grandma at her house later on." Yang Liulang looked at Hemai with a serious expression, and said gently.

Hemai did not think that Yang Liulang would actually consider all these, so she first said words to ease the tension.

Her pretty face was red with embarrassment, and she opened her mouth full of shame: "I should be the one who said that to you, you... I'm sorry, it's all my fault. "

Yang Liulang laughed, "What's good, why do you say that? "In a little while, I will be at my grandma's house. Don't show me any clues.

"Alright, I know." Hemai immediately said, looking at Yang Liulang's gentle expression, he felt guilty again and again, and muttered: "Sorry, sorry, in the future … I'll be nicer to you. "

did not reject her offer and turned to look at Hemai, smiling: "Alright."

Just as he was about to see the little cottage, Yang Liulang stopped in his tracks.

"Wait." He called out to stop.

"What's wrong? Hemai looked up at Yang Liulang.

She then saw Yang Liulang switch the rabbit from his right hand to his left hand, and catch it together with the chicken. Then, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Hemai's empty left hand into his palm, and smiled at her: "I just want to go back this way. Do you mind? "

The two of them held hands, holding each other's hands in their rough and wide hands. They gave her endless warmth and heat.

Hemai only felt that her left hand that was being held by Yang Liulang was like a piece of burning charcoal, the heat of the fire quickly spread to her entire body, her face became hot, and she replied with her head lowered like a mosquito, "No, I don't mind …"

"Alright, then let's go."

Yang Liulang held Hemai's hand and walked towards the small cottage with a generous attitude.

When Madam Qin who was standing at the door looking over and seeing the two holding hands coming back, the smile on her face was like a flower.

Yang Liulang laughed as he whispered to Hemai: "Grandmother is indeed very happy."

Seeing Madam Qin's happy smile, Hemai's heart also relaxed quite a bit.

Having not seen Madam Qin for three days, the worry in her heart had dissipated quite a bit at this moment.

"Liulang, Hemai, you two are back!" Madam Qin smiled benevolently, "Come in, your granny has made tea for you, come in."

"Milk, how have you been these few days at home? Are you used to it? " After Hemai entered the courtyard, he pulled Madam Qin's hand and asked incessantly. Then, she quickly took a look at the water and rice vats in the kitchen, as well as the firewood in the woodshed.

"Alright, alright, alright, I'm an old woman, why can't I live? But for the two of you, Hemai, are you used to it? "

Facing Madam Qin's concerned gaze, Hemai's heart warmed. She replied softly: "Milk, Liulang treats me very well.

With Liulang taking care of everything, this was the truth.