"Besides, I remember your sister and brother are also studying in the county, right? It would be perfect for you to help out when you’re back home." Tang Yue offered genuinely, but whether the Zou Family would accept it or not is another matter. She said, "Zou Xia, I will return to the county town today, and tomorrow you come to Zhenghua Restaurant to find me. I will give you the money." "Tang Yue, thank you." Zou Xia stood up excitedly, thanking Tang Yue repeatedly. On the way back to the county, Tang Yue talked about Zou Xia’s situation. She said, "Si Yu, I’m sorry, I didn’t discuss it with you in advance, I..." "Sweetheart, you did a great job with this." Meng Siyu looked at Tang Yue with a proud expression, the pride in his eyes shining through, and said, "My wife is so kind-hearted, no one can compare." "You’re going to praise me to the skies." Tang Yue was originally worried that Meng Siyu would rebuke her for making decisions on her own, especially since five thousand yuan is not a small amount of money. "Sweetheart, you’re in charge of the family’s money. You can use it however you want, no need to tell me." Meng Siyu said solemnly, as if making a promise. Tang Yue grinned, not saying any more words of thanks. "Come on, take me to see the place where you grew up." Tang Yue urged Meng Siyu to go to the Mo Family’s house where Mo Xiaolin lived. For origınal chapters go to 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝✶𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖✶𝕟𝕖𝕥 Even though they were married, Tang Yue hadn’t really had a good look yet. She had been there before, but she had been too shy to look around. Meng Siyu held her hand as they returned to his home, and though it had been a long time since he had been back, his second aunt had helped clean up the place. He took Tang Yue to the spot where he used to hide things. "I used to hide my money here." Meng Siyu pointed at a large tree and said, "I dug a hole in it, and that’s where I kept my personal savings." "Is there still anything there?" Tang Yue asked playfully, blinking. Meng Siyu shrugged his shoulders. Immediately, Tang Yue found a little shovel nearby and started digging for treasure. "A bit to the left, a little deeper." Meng Siyu directed her from the side. The excitement Tang Yue felt was like searching for treasure. She squatted down, not minding getting her hands dirty, using both her hands and the shovel. When she dug up a small box, her face lit up with joy. Her face was smeared with some yellow mud, complementing her smile, like a little cat. "I’ve found a treasure!" Tang Yue looked at the box, a wooden one, not very refined, even quite simple, with a small lock on it. Tang Yue looked at the lock, then turned to Meng Siyu for help. Meng Siyu said, "Dig a bit more to the side, there’s a key." "What on earth have you hidden?" Tang Yue’s curiosity was fully piqued by Meng Siyu. "Want to know?" Meng Siyu’s lips curled slightly, he squatted down, looking at this familiar box, and said, "Kiss me first." Tang Yue gave him a glance and said, "Once I open the box, won’t I know?" Tang Yue bent down to dig for the key, but despite her efforts, she couldn’t find the key. She grumbled, "Si Yu, you wouldn’t have gotten the place where you buried the key wrong, would you?" Meng Siyu’s mouth curled up proudly, but he remained silent. Tang Yue searched for a long time without success, and fumed at him: "Meng Siyu, you’re doing this on purpose!" "Wife, give me a kiss, and I guarantee I’ll tell you the right place," said Meng Siyu, his eyes filled with doting. Tang Yue, not believing in defeat, dug through every place she thought possible. The once smooth land now looked wounded—here a pit, there a pit. No sign of the key, except for unearthing a few worms, she saw nothing. "Wife." Meng Siyu stared at her, his gaze seemingly saying ’Come and kiss me, kiss me, and I’ll tell you’. Tang Yue lifted her head, her bright eyes darting around, she leaned forward and said, "Close your eyes." Meng Siyu closed his eyes, his mouth spreading into a blinding smile. Tang Yue pursed her lips, trying hard not to laugh out loud. She lifted her head, and with her hand covered in yellow mud, she smeared it on his face, then she hopped away giggling, "Meng Siyu, all you do is bully me." "Wife," Meng Siyu opened his eyes to see Tang Yue’s sweet smile that reached the depths of his heart, her eyes sparkling with laughter, and her bell-like laughter. Even without a mirror, the scent of mud on his face let him know that he must look ridiculous. Tang Yue stretched out her slender fingers, forming a rectangle with an upright and an inverted eight, just like a picture frame. She squinted her eyes and said, "If only I had a camera, it would be so meaningful to record this photo of you for the future!" Tang Yue felt a great sense of regret in her heart. "Mischievous," Meng Siyu watched her affectionately. Although his face was dirty, he liked it—this Tang Yue looked like a woman in her early twenties, rather than the always sensible girl from before. He liked his wife, so full of youth and liveliness. "Whose fault is it for not telling me?" Tang Yue made a face at Meng Siyu, then went to wash her hands. Meng Siyu followed along, and after fooling around for a bit, he walked to the opposite side of the big tree and started digging at the corresponding spot. Soon, he unearthed a key. "You... really know how to hide things well." Tang Yue had always thought it was in one place and hadn’t considered that direction at all. Tang Yue’s eyes widened as she saw Meng Siyu pass her the key, saying, "Open it and see." The box had already been washed clean, and upon opening it, Tang Yue found an item wrapped in a handkerchief inside. The handkerchief, very popular in the sixties and seventies, was a very simple one with a large red ’happiness’ character on it. With encouragement from Meng Siyu’s eyes, Tang Yue carefully unraveled the well-wrapped handkerchief, revealing a glistening golden ring inside. Tang Yue held the ring and felt it looked familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before. "This is the only ring my dad gave to my mom. She gave it to me quite early on, telling me to pass it on to my future wife. Now it has returned to its rightful owner," Meng Siyu hadn’t thought of this ring until his wedding, when Meng Jin brought a box of jewelry. Only after seeing those pieces did he remember the ring Mo Xiaolin had given him. It happened that this time when returning to Wangjiang County, apart from wanting to visit his family and introduce Tang Yue to his parents, another reason Meng Siyu had was to dig up this ring. "It seems that the jewelry in that jewelry box is a set," Tang Yue said, immediately remembering the box of jewelry that Grandpa Meng had sent, which contained several pieces of gold jewelry identical to this ring. "Right," nodded Meng Siyu affirmatively, "After you wear the ring, others will know you’re married."