At the time, I thought Granny Hua was talking nonsense again, but yesterday I heard that sound. Before, it was as if it was sealed inside, and not a sound could be heard.
Could it be that Xue Niang was about to come out?
The hoe fell to the ground, and Xiao Shan couldn't continue working.
He decided to go up the mountain to take a look first.
It was already noon, and the sun was a bit glaring. Because he had been working, sweat had broken out on his forehead. A drop of sweat slid down his forehead into his eye, stinging it slightly.
On the ridge, a hazy red mass caught his eye. He blinked, and in a daze, he saw a ball of fiery red flying towards him.
"A Shan—"
A voice as clear as a mountain lark, and a blooming fiery red skirt, like a brilliant camellia.
Xiao Shan froze in place.
He shook his head, thinking it was probably an illusion. He reached out and wiped his eyes, then looked up again.
Closer and closer, the vibrant red rushed towards him, treading on the freshly dug, soft earth.
"A Shan! I'm back!"
The joyful voice was high and passionate, and a warm fragrance wafted towards him. For a moment, he couldn't tell if it was the scent of the purple flowers blooming vibrantly on the ridge or...
Xiao Shan was so startled that he took a step back, his stiff body barely stopping. His eyes were unfocused, and his arms were out of his control, unable to move for a long time.
However, the person in his arms was real, and the overlapping shadows on the ground were real.
"Xue Niang..."
His eyes felt hot, his heart trembled, and finally, his arms regained control.
"You're back."
"You're back."
"You're back."
You're finally back.
...
The sudden burst of laughter startled the field mice peeking out from the fields, and the fiery red skirt danced in the air.
She was back, and she finally saw him.
Her head buried in his broad shoulders, she spun in his familiar embrace.
The laughter gradually changed its tone, mixed with the man's suppressed sobs, turning into heart-wrenching whimpers.
...
Xiao Shan carried Xue Niang across the fields, walking step by step towards home. Her face was pressed against his back, and she smelled his familiar scent. Her eyes were red, but her lips were curved into a smile.
Neither of them spoke.
Halfway there, Wang Xiulan stared with wide eyes as Xiao Shan approached, carrying a bride.
The bride tilted her head, and her face, like a white lotus, broke into a gentle smile. "Sister Xiulan."
Huh?
Wang Xiulan looked at those familiar eyes and was momentarily speechless. It wasn't until the two of them turned the corner and disappeared from sight that she exclaimed, "Aiya!" and slapped her thigh hard, running towards home!
Wasn't that Xue Niang? She had really come back!
It was just that her face was a little rounder, and she almost didn't recognize her!
Xiao Shan put her down and took out his key. With his back turned, he fumbled with the lock several times but couldn't insert it.
Once he finally got the door open, he turned around and looked at the person standing prettily in front of him for a long time. Her appearance hadn't changed at all, except that the child from back then had grown up.
But she looked a little different from how she did before her Nirvana. Her face was a round, oval shape, with a youthful innocence. Only her beautiful almond-shaped eyes remained unchanged.
This was her original appearance.
Her appearance at the time of her descent.
But the soul within was unchanged; she was his wife from his past and present lives.
"A Shan." Xue Niang was slightly shy under his gaze, a blush rising on her cheeks, her eyes filled with tender affection.
Xiao Shan seemed to snap back to reality. The door slammed shut, and like a roused lion, he pressed her against the door.
His kiss was passionate, frenzied, covering her trembling butterfly wings, her delicious snow-white cheeks, her delicate nose, and her fragrant lips.
The door creaked.
She responded, with all her might.
Her body was lifted with ease, and he held her suspended in the air, continuing their kiss with their heads tilted back.
He had been counting the days, from the first day she left until now, two years, three months, and seven days. It had been so difficult.
He had actually been prepared to wait for five years or even longer, yet he had thought of her appearing suddenly at every moment.
Now, she had truly appeared as he had hoped.
He was grateful to her for not making him wait so long.
His beloved was also doing her best to rush towards him.
A "clang" sounded behind them.
If it were before, anyone in the house would not have escaped Xiao Shan's notice, let alone a deliberately made sound. But now, his ears were useless.
It wasn't until several more consecutive "clangs" that he stopped his actions, held Xue Niang, who was clinging softly to him, and panted heavily.
Her snow-white face bore the marks of his rough caresses, her lips were swollen like layers of blooming crabapples. When he lowered her from the door, she seemed completely drained.
Xiao Shan swept her up in his arms. As soon as he entered the house, he saw the young man in jinlian sitting on a chair.
His arm suddenly tightened.
He was afraid.
Afraid of this person.
During the lonely nights before, when he tossed and turned, unable to sleep, he would inevitably think of this person, and then, the more he thought, the more afraid he became.
He was afraid that this person would not return Xue Niang to him, or worse, would take her away.
He was so strong, and in front of him, his own strength, which he had once been proud of, felt so insignificant.
Xiao Shan's tension was evident all over him, his arms held her tightly.
Xue Niang looked at the person with a cold face on the chair with her misty eyes.
This Third Brother, hadn't he told her he was going out for a stroll? Why was he still here!
Didn't he fear getting a needle in his eye watching them being intimate!
"San..."
"Too weak!"
A Puxu Songshi frowned, "You'll cultivate with me tomorrow!"
It was truly unimaginable that he couldn't even overpower a mortal body. Looking at the momentum just now, A Yin's aura was clearly at a disadvantage, so weak that he was being crushed!
Alas, for someone from the Sea Spirit Heaven, how could he be so useless?
Xue Niang hugged Xiao Shan tighter, "He's not cultivating with you!"
"I said, it's you!"
A Puxu Songshi wanted to roll his eyes.
Doesn't he have any self-awareness?
Just now, he was completely overpowered with no resistance. With the other person's full might, she could at most respond with a third of it.
How could they cultivate their spiritual connection like this? It would be a waste of energy! Just acting without gaining spiritual power would be a pure waste of time!
Xiao Shan's arms tightened again, his eyes darkening.
"I'll cultivate with you, let her rest."
A Puxu Songshi didn't want to speak anymore. He felt that A Yin and her Great Yao Divine Lord weren't very bright. Why would he, a mortal, cultivate?
"Let's not cultivate," Xue Niang hugged Xiao Shan's neck. "It's a waste of time. I've finally returned, and I want you to accompany me every day."
Then, she turned to A Puxu Songshi. "Third Brother, you've just arrived here and don't understand many things. Take some money and go to the street to look around. Buy me a beautiful dress. See what you buy. These are for when you get a partner."
Do you wear red when you get a partner?
In the Sea Spirit Heaven, you wear gold.
It was indeed quite different.
Fine, he would go for a stroll. He had seen a food that smelled very fragrant just now.
It's just that this silver money is almost used up, and he needs to get some more.
A Puxu Songshi walked into the bedroom with practiced ease.
"You call him, Third Brother?"
Xiao Shan was unsure. Was it the brother he was thinking of?
Xue Niang patted Xiao Shan, struggled to get down, and followed him into the bedroom.
She saw A Puxu Songshi rummaging through the cabinet, looking at a stack of silver notes.
"Put that down!" Xue Niang snatched it away, then rummaged through the cabinet again, finding some broken silver, and strings of copper coins threaded with red string.
A Shan's habit of storing money hadn't changed at all.
"With this, you can buy a lot of things. Ask clearly before giving money to others."
Xue Niang handed him a string of copper coins.
A Puxu Songshi looked confused. "But I used this kind just now, and it took three to buy the dress."
He was referring to a silver ingot weighing 20 taels!