Chapter 884: When Women Get Salty~ Men Have Nothing to Do With It~

When Reba sorted out what that big-headed, dog-like creature should have done.

And after discovering a beehive not far from the mulberry tree.

Qin Feng had already picked quite a few red-and-black mulberries.

He used the hem of his T-shirt as a pouch.

Black clothes didn't need to worry about getting stained.

When Reba came to her senses.

Two more bees had already left the hive~

Buzzing as they flew toward Qin Feng.

Although bees could fly.

Their speed was certainly no match for Qin Feng's two long legs~

Very quickly.

Qin Feng had pulled some distance from the little bees.

Reba's expression.

Also shifted from her earlier worry.

To clutching her belly in laughter~

For no other reason.

Than the sight of Qin Feng clutching a pouchful of mulberries, running along the ridge of the field.

It was genuinely a bit funny~

He sprinted with flying steps along the narrow field ridge.

Leapt over a small irrigation ditch, and returned to Reba's side.

This scene left the friends in the livestream room with extremely mixed feelings.

Some envious, some nostalgic, some puzzled.

Even though Qin Feng had only gone to pick a few wild mulberries.

--【I used to be able to find mulberry trees like this all the time when I was little — they were delicious!】

--【Reba must have already imagined in her head what Brother Feng would look like all swollen from bee stings~】

--【So envious of days like these~ carefree, poetic and picturesque in nature.】

--【Say what you will, I lived days like these every day when I was little. Back then, my grandpa and grandma were still alive. Now…】

--【What you can't reach is called the distant horizon; what you can't return to is called home.】

--【Bro up ahead, I give that line of yours full marks — book-smashing without a shop~】

Just like the usual jokester bros in the livestream room. At this very moment.

All of them, because of this utterly ordinary scene.

Had grown sentimental.

When we were little, the world was very small.

In the courtyard before and behind the house.

By the pond inside and outside the village.

A single shout from a parent at mealtime could summon people home from afar for dinner.

After growing up, the world became very big.

Reached neon lights and wine, a stream of cars and horses, neon flickering like a galaxy of stars.

Yet it's hard to own a single lamp in any one city.

The distant horizon that the little heart of those years had longed for without end.

Finally, after many years.

In the grade-school age of looking forward to playing with mud, the most carefree stretch of time.

Rather than saying.

That people are missing their hometown.

It would be better to say.

That what everyone misses is their own childhood, and the relatives who still kept them company during those years.

Hence.

What makes people linger in memory.

Is the passage of time, not the space itself.

On this side.

Qin Feng and Reba weren't thinking about so much.

He popped a mulberry into his mouth.

Then nodded repeatedly and said, "Mm? Really sweet!"

Reba, brimming with curiosity, said, "Is it really sweet? I want to try one too~"

Qin Feng shook his head and said, "Let's go back and wash them before eating."

Reba puffed out her cheeks and retorted, "Then why can you eat them without washing?"

Qin Feng answered, "A little dirt never hurt anyone, and besides, my body's in great shape, my resistance is high — unlike you, so delicate. If it were before~

Mentioning the word "delicate."

Perhaps Reba wouldn't have paid it much mind.

But now, she would always let her thoughts drift in strange directions.

Looking at Reba's hesitant, wanting-to-speak-but-holding-back appearance.

Qin Feng said, "Alright, even if you don't open your mouth, I already know what you want to ask. You'd better not ask."

Reba: "Annoying."

So it is said.

When women get dirty, men have nothing to do with it.

Fortunately, a small spring stream flowed past.

Qin Feng washed the mulberries he had just picked, cleaned them, drained the water, and handed them to Reba.

Reba saw it all, and her heart felt warm~

Although, to outsiders, Qin Feng is just a steel straight man~

But!

A young couple living their days together.

Only each other can notice the other's little details.

For example, draining the water off the wild fruit, to avoid getting water stained with the mulberry's color on the clothes.

Qin Feng's unintentional small gesture.

At least in Reba's heart, it has already surpassed 99% of male carbon-based lifeforms~

In a field by the small stream.

At the feet of an extremely abstract scarecrow.

Reba rested her chin on her hand, looking at Qin Feng, smiling foolishly~

Just like......

A sunflower blooming in summer~