Chapter 113

  "This voice, isn't it... Little Fei?" The uncle in front of me turned his head immediately after hearing my shout, and his words confirmed my guess. But - "Uncle, look ahead! You're still driving!"

  "Ah! Yes!" An uncle hastily turned around and steered the wheel.

  "How can this be good? I didn't know it was Little Fei all along?"

  I did it while answering Uncle An's nagging: "It shouldn't be done by anyone else either."

  "Well, what now? Should I send Xiao Fei back?" Uncle An asked through the rearview mirror. I turned to look out the window and shook my head vaguely: "Uncle An, just let me stay in the village for a while."

  "Alright." Uncle An didn't ask for any reason, he just agreed and continued driving forward. Along the way, they occasionally chatted a few words, it was actually quite enjoyable.

  ……

  "Ah, the village is still the same as before." Although I've only been here for a little over a week, my memories of this place are still fresh. The old tile-roofed houses and woods are just like they were before, even the wheat fields haven't changed much. Oh, wait, there is one change - it's gotten even hotter than before, and the fields have dried up quite a bit, which is why Uncle An has taken to this line of work. I suppose you could say he's lucky? Twice now he's been robbed by me, but at least he's avoided going to jail.

  "Hey, Cheng Xiaofei, you're really easy to catch." Uncle An went home first, and I wandered around before going back. Before I even entered the door, I heard this annoying voice. I replied nonchalantly, "If you want me, just say so directly, why bother with such a disguise, little lover?"

  "Cheng Xiaofei! As expected, after all these years, you still can't change your stinky temper!"

  "Peace! I return this sentence as is!"

  It's still the same as before, basically starting to quarrel as soon as we meet. But this is also one of our ways of getting along. "Honestly, you're too easily deceived! If it weren't for my dad, who knows if you'd be sold by now?" An Qing said while punching my shoulder.

  "Come on, it's not like I've been in a good mood all day after being annoyed for a whole day, how could I possibly be so quick to resist?" I also threw a punch back at him. Then we looked at each other and smiled, tacitly bumping fists: "Since you're here, hurry up and come in, my mom just heard that you were coming and was anxious to cook."

  "Haha, I guess I'm still more like Aunt An's daughter after all?" An Qing patted me on the head with a helpless expression and ushered me in.

  It's been years since I last saw him, and this boy who was originally about my height has already surpassed me by a head, probably around 1.7 meters tall? Unfortunately, he still can't compare to Ye Chenyi - what's the point of thinking about it? Cheng Xiaofi!

  An Qing is a very masculine and open-minded boy, but his appearance has a few points of a girl's elegance and gentleness, which indeed matches his name.

  I followed him in, and as soon as I stepped over the threshold, I habitually called out: "Auntie An---" Since we've come to this countryside, of course we have to follow the local customs.

  "Ah, here she comes——" A loud and clear voice came from the kitchen, then soon after, a beautiful woman in her thirties walked out. Although her clothes were not particularly fashionable or beautiful compared to those city women, her high bun, slender figure, and simple yet elegant attire made her look fresh and pure, anyone would praise An's beauty.

  This made me think of another woman who was about the same age as Aunt An, although she wore beautiful clothes and jewelry, and was a stunning beauty, but no matter how I looked at her, Aunt An was still better. That Madame Cheng was a typical career woman, looking at her really made people feel uncomfortable!

  "Oh my, Little Fei, it's been three years since we last met, and you've grown into a big girl now." Aunt An gazed at me with one hand on her cheek and a look of infatuation.

  "Haha, Aunt An, I'm so happy! After all these years, you're still the only one who says that. Well, well, it's also a fact, but Aunt An really feels this way from the heart, I know. Hmm, what's the reason? It's because Aunt An always wanted to have a daughter, but she only gave birth to An Qing, her son, so she has always treated me like her own, even though I've only lived here for less than ten days."

  Aunt An brought up a table of dishes in just a short while. Ah, indeed much better than the luxurious cafeteria at school.

  "Hey, little darling, is school on holiday?" I asked while eating.

  "Don't call me Xiao Qing, I've already taken time off, and even if there's no holiday, looking at the current harvest, it's definitely not possible to attend classes again." An Qing glared at me fiercely, then focused on eating her meal.