The Sweet Little Fulang

 The ember in front of the grave was moved by the wind, and Lu Gu burst into tears, crying silently.

    Shen Xuanqing didn't have a handkerchief on his body, so he pinched the corner of his sleeve and leaned forward to help him wipe the tears off his face. The tall man was usually rough, so he looked a little at a loss since he had never done such a delicate job of coaxing people.

    The tears kept flowing and he couldn't wipe them away, Shen Xuanqing was anxious, but in the end he had no choice but to hold Lu Gu tightly and clumsily.

    The face being pressed against the strong and broad chest was no stranger to Lu Gu. Shen Xuanqing often hugged him when he slept at night, but never during the day, after all, it was broad daylight.

    The tears on his face were all rubbed on Shen Xuanqing's clothes, he slowly stopped crying after he noticed it, it would be bad if it got dirty.

    After regaining his senses, Lu Gu felt embarrassed, crying so much that he didn't know if Shen Xuanqing would dislike him or scold him.

    As soon as this idea came out, it was rejected in his heart. If Shen Xuanqing despised him, why would he hug him, without a word of reprimand or abuse.

    Hugging this kind of thing was certainly embarrassing for Lu Gu. It could be said that except for Shen Xuanqing, no one had hugged him like this.

    He was familiar with the smell of the tall man, the faint breath of the wild bath beads was warm, mixed with the strong and vigorous masculinity, the smell was indescribably reliable and reassuring.

    Lu Gu was ashamed and didn't dare to move, and wanted to step back, but Shen Xuanqing hugged him.

    The helplessness in the depths of his heart found a stable place at this moment. His fingertips trembled slightly, but he still couldn't hold back. He boldly grabbed a bit of fabric at Shen Xuanqing's waist and held it tightly, as if he used a lot of strength, but he still didn't dare to squeeze too much.

    Lu Gu didn't move much in his arms, but Shen Xuanqing could feel that he was no longer crying, so he sighed very lightly, hugged him, and the stiffness and clumsiness just now disappeared, this was his fulang, now there were no outsiders watching, so what if you hugged him.

    Shen Xuanqing slowly let go of him when he realized that it had been delayed for a long time.

    Lu Gu lowered his head and wiped the remaining traces of water on his face with his sleeve, Shen Xuanqing carried the bamboo basket on his back, and the two walked back.

    After the mood calmed down, Lu Gu's eyes were still red, and he walked about halfway, raised his eyes to see Shen Xuanqing's face, who knew that he was caught right away, and slammed into those star eyes.

    He was a little flustered, but before he could look away, he saw Shen Xuanqing smiled helplessly, and said: "You don't need to be afraid of me, whatever you want to do in the future, just open your mouth, I'm not someone else, I won't hold you back."

The deep voice was indescribably pleasant, Lu Gu sniffed lightly, and his eyes were a little sore after hearing this, but he didn't cry, he just nodded his head heavily, and gave a nasal "huh".

    As he walked, Lu Gu thought about everything that happened after he arrived at Shen's house, and Shen Xuanqing's words just now, his heart was inevitably sour, and this sourness made him wanted to grab Shen Xuanqing's clothes again, but he himself didn't know why.

    They hadn’t arrived at Qingxi Village yet, the autumn harvest was over, and there were few people on the road, Shen Xuanqing was beside him, Lu Gu couldn't hold back, and quietly raised his hand to hold some fabric from Shen Xuanqing's clothes.

    After holding it, he himself was too flustered. Seeing someone approaching from a distance, he was so frightened that he quickly let go.

    After realizing what he did just now, it was so outrageous, Lu Gu lowered his head and didn't dare to lift his head, for fear of being ridiculed for being out of order.

   When the corner of his clothes was being pinched and held by his fulang, even if only for a moment, Shen Xuanqing was stunned for a moment, and smiled brighter than when he was married.

    Fortunately, he knew that Lu Gu's face was too thin, and he would be overwhelmed with fright if he took a second glance, so he didn't speak, only the smile on his face didn’t disappear.

    After returning to the village, even the familiar men of the same age in Qingxi Village were a little surprised to see him like this, and those who didn't know thought that whether he had encountered some great thing or he had gotten rich.

After finishing all the things that should be busy, Lu Gu and Shen Xuanqing packed the next day and went to the mountain again. It was mid-morning when they left, and as soon as they went out to the north hillside, there were red persimmons hanging from the persimmon tree outside the mud wall of the north of Shen's house.     

Wei Lanxiang saw it and said, "The persimmons are ripe, bring some for you two."     

"Mother, there are some on the mountain, no need." Shen Xuanqing didn't go to pick them, and the wild persimmons in the mountains were beginning to ripen, and the taste was not much different , they were all sweet persimmons, why bother to pull the ones from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain.     

Lu Gu had been in the mountains with Shen Xuanqing for so long, knowing where there were persimmons to pick, naturally he was not greedy for them. That being the case, Wei Lanxiang didn't say anything else, stopped outside the house, and watched the two of them went to the mountain.     

There were some things on the cart, and there were Lugu’s chickens and ducks in the cages. Dahui and the other dogs were exploring the way ahead, sniffing at the roots of the trunks, sometimes lifting their hind legs to pee as a mark.