Three hundred ters high.
Suming looked at Nangong Yan's profile and felt very grounded.
Won need a sense of security, and n do too, and the woman by his side made Suming certain that, no matter the situation, through good tis and bad, she would stay by his side, never leaving nor forsaking him, just as she was now.
That was enough.
In the past, only one person could make Suming feel this way: Mom.
Even his father, when he was alive, couldn't do it. Su and his father were n of the sa character, although they liked a leisurely life, their essence was imbued with a restless spirit that could never quite settle down. These romantic, even idealistic n, had a fatal attraction to won, but they were also dangerous because it was hard for them to give a lifeti commitnt to a woman.
It was like riding a herd of wild horses, thrilling, but not safe. Maybe every morning when you opened your eyes, he would take you to a new and exciting world, but he couldn't accompany you through the slow process of aging in an ordinary world.
His dad was a pri example; with his status in the academic world back then, there was no need to constantly adventure in the wild. He could have lived a comfortable life in the office, peaceful and undisturbed.
"What can I do, I fell for you, didn't I?" Nangong said with a pitiful look, pouting her lips.
"Your family doesn't know yet?" Suming asked.
"They don't know yet, hehe, but I'm not afraid even if they find out. I told you, my mom has been urging to quit my job and help you," Nangong said.
"You an to keep an eye on ?" Suming laughed.
"If soone was always behaving and not doing anything bad, what would there be to keep an eye on?"
Nangong Yan huffed and said fiercely, "And I'll tell you what, now I'm out of a job and have no inco, so you will have to support ."
"Of course!" Suming exclaid loudly, "Three full aty als a day, just like how people raise pigs, that's how I'll raise you, guaranteed to keep you plump and white!"
"Get out! I want handbags, I want costics, I want shoes, I want to shop, shop, shop!" Nangong Yan also shouted back at Suming.
Tony, the pilot at the front, turned around and gave them a look like they were crazy. Both of them glared back at him: "Fly your plane!"
"OK, BOSS, I'll just pretend I'm deaf!" Tony shrugged, put on his big headphones, and started listening to music.
Speaking of shopping." Suming handed over a supplentary card to Nangong Yan.
Nangong Yan took the card and tapped it in her hand twice, "Hmph, a supplentary card, perfect for those who want to support a mistress or a lover on the side. I don't want it. It shows no sincerity at all. Do you dare to give the main card?"
"Harsh!" Suming shivered, there was over a hundred million in the main card; holding the main card was like holding his.. life.. root... Of course, the latter was sothing Nangong Yan often held as well.
"Here's your card back. I still have so money on . I'll ask you for more when it's gone," Nangong said as she looked through the window at the mountain range ahead, a bit worried, "It's my first ti visiting your ho, it wouldn't be good to arrive empty-handed, would it?"
Just as a nervous son-in-law visits his mother-in-law's ho for the first ti, so was the new bride filled with anxiety. Nangong Yan fretted, "I can't cook, I don't do housework, and now I don't even have a job; will your mom have an opinion of ?"
Suming teased her, "What if she really does have an opinion, what will you do then?"
After thinking for a mont, Nangong Yan said, "If there are faults, I'll change; if not, I'll strive to improve. What else can I do?"
"Stop worrying, keep your heart in your stomach. The woman I've set my sights on, even if she's full of faults, my mom won't pick at her," Suming said as he ruffled Nangong Yan's hair.
"That's good... Huh? You're saying I have a lot of flaws?" Nangong Yan glared at him and spread her palm open, "No way, I've changed my mind. Give the card!"
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"Aren't you saying you don't want it?" Suming was startled for a mont before handing the card to Nangong Yan. She took it and tucked it into her wallet, saying, "Hee hee, I'll give it to your mom as a gift."
"The favors you do..."
It was a few hours' journey from Yangchuan City to Sun Town. After chatting for a while, Nangong Yan started to feel sleepy, her head resting on Suming's shoulder as she dozed off.
By three o'clock in the afternoon, the plane had already entered the mountainous area, flying over Maoxi County Town and then deeper into the mountains, landing outside Sun Town.
Just a few months had passed, but Sun Town had changed dramatically. Looking down from the hillside, a line of new houses were seen. A few two-story buildings stood out, particularly the largest one, which was Suming's ho. From afar, one could see the bright reflections from the glazed tiles on the roof.
Suming even spotted a Land Rover parked near the entrance of the town. Nine tis out of ten, it was Su Desheng's; aside from Suming's family, he was the wealthiest in town.
"In such a short ti, he's bought a Land Rover?" A rather unpleasant feeling flashed through Suming's mind.
However, that feeling quickly passed as his gaze was drawn to a decently sized, semi-open livestock farm on the other side. The farm stretched up the hillside with groups of little wild boars scampering through the mountains and rows of pig pens filled with plump dostic pigs. Whether releasing one or herding two, Sun Town managed both wild and dostic pigs side by side, selling pork and specially constructing a small biogas pit. The biogas produced from the pig manure was enough for the daily use of half the town.
A few people were coming down from the hillside, each with a large basket on their back. The townsfolk relied on the mountains for their sustenance, and foraging in the mountains for local products had beco an industry for Sun Town since the Whisperwind Pavilion began making bulk purchases.
Leading the group was none other than Mr. Chen. Seeing the hummingbird helicopter from a distance, he knew Suming had arrived. He vigorously waved from the hillside, leading several of the town's older kids as they ran over.
"Brother Su!"
"Uncle Four!"
"Old uncle..."
"Mr. Foreign Uncle, hello!"
Five strapping young children, each with rosy cheeks, had so relative ties to Suming and greeted him and Tony with great enthusiasm. The mountain kids were shy, and eting Nangong Yan for the first ti offered a bit of embarrassnt, not quite sure how to address her.
Only an eight or nine-year-old girl, biting her lip, looked at Suming without speaking, her face etched with conflict.
Suming sighed and ruffled the little girl's hair, helplessly saying, "Little auntie, you've grown taller again."
The little girl burst into tears with a wail.
"Why on earth are you scaring the child?" Nangong Yan glared at Suming and crouched down, wrapping her arms around the little girl's shoulders, "Don't cry, don't cry, auntie has candy for you."
Won often carry small snacks in their bags. Nangong took out a handful of chewing gums, chocolates, and distributed them to the kids. The little girl received a piece of chocolate and then took a ripe yellow peach from her basket. She carefully wiped it on her clothes and timidly handed it to Nangong Yan.
"I love peaches the most," Nangong Yan said, taking a big bite, "So sweet."
The little girl grew bolder and sneaked a glance at Suming, frowning as she said, "He calls auntie, but my mom will hit if she hears..."
"It's no big deal," Suming shrugged, "She's of a higher generation; what can I do, surely I can't call her my sister."
"Can't you just call her by na? You're deliberately picking on the kid!" Nangong Yan said.
Mr. Chen tugged at Suming's sleeve at the side, pointed at Nangong Yan, then at Suming, and made a gesture with his hands—both thumbs flexing towards each other, "Wife?"
"Yeah, my wife," Suming said with a chuckle.
Mr. Chen took a good look at Nangong Yan, smiling broadly as he gave Suming a vigorous thumbs-up, "Wife! Wife!"
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