Behind the Xu family's house was a small hill. The hill was covered in low-lying shrubs that people usually cut for fodder, so there were few ferocious wild animals.
By the time Bai Chenggang rushed to the top of the hill with a basket on his back, he was already quite winded. Just as he'd expected, there was Xu Tiehan, who had run up here again to look down from on high.
After catching his breath, he slowed his pace and, pretending to be gasping for air, yelled, "You damn rascal, what are you doing running up here? Hurry and help me, I'm about to pass out."
He was a strapping young man of one meter seventy-eight, with thick brows, big eyes, and a spirited look, yet he still had to put on this goofy act just to get a smile out of her.
Xu Changqing's heart warmed. Just as she was about to get up and jump off the rock, Bai Chenggang darted to her side, dropped his basket, and hopped onto the rock, sprawling out beside her.
