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Although she enjoyed seeing him blush, she dared not take it any further, fearing that she might scare him away. If he misunderstood her as an unrestrained woman, it would not be good at all.
Upon arriving in the village, Li Xiuzhen and Wang Jianjun took the ox cart to the Youth Commune. Yang Qinghe accompanied Yu Songyu as they walked towards Aunt Wang's house.
"Go on, I'll wait for you!"
"Okay, I'll see you when I get inside!"
Even though they had just established their relationship, Yang Qinghe felt a twinge of reluctance deep down. They hadn’t even parted yet, and he was already thinking about her.
Yu Songyu turned around, jumped off the steps at Aunt Wang's house, walked up to Yang Qinghe, looked up at him with her arms outstretched, and gazed into his lowered eyes.
"Give me a hug!"
Without a word, Yang Qinghe pulled her into his embrace. In that moment, they could clearly feel each other's breath and warmth.
Yu Songyu's face was pressed tightly against Yang Qinghe's chest. Even through the thick cotton jacket, she could sense his strong heartbeat.
It was a wonderful feeling; although they had only known each other for a short time since confirming their relationship, it felt as if they had been acquainted for ages. It was as if fate had destined them to meet, as if they had loved each other for several lifetimes.
This sensation was both comfortable and natural—something she had never experienced during her time with Chi Hao.
The two held each other tightly, unaware of how much time passed before they finally let go. At that moment, their eyes held only each other. All notions of propriety, societal norms, and constraints were mere illusions to them.
"Quickly go inside; it won't look good if someone sees us!"
After all, this era was not as open-minded as later times. Yu Songyu worried that if someone spotted them, rumors would spread. She knew well that there were many women in the village who loved to gossip.
After reluctantly parting ways, Yu Songyu quietly entered the courtyard. Initially, she intended not to disturb Aunt Wang and planned to sleep in her own room. However, she was surprised to find that Aunt Wang was indeed waiting for her despite her earlier instructions.
"Aunt Wang, I'm here!"
"Ah, you're here! The food is in the pot!"
Seeing Yu Songyu arrive, Aunt Wang immediately got off her chair and started preparing a meal for her. Although Yu Songyu's stomach was already quite full, she couldn’t bear to waste Aunt Wang's kindness and forced herself to eat a little more.
Aunt Wang pulled up a stool and sat beside her, watching her eat with a beaming smile, radiating warmth and affection.
As Yu Songyu recounted the events of the day, when she mentioned Wang Xiuli and Zhang Cuiying, Aunt Wang became so enraged that she cursed those two women’s ancestors.
Of course, Yu Songyu didn’t forget to mention her relationship with Yang Qinghe.
"What? Oh my goodness! This is wonderful! Just look at how fortunate Yang Qinghe is! How great, truly great!"
The Old Lady was so delighted that she slapped her thigh as if she had found a treasure herself.
"Just wait!"
With that, Aunt Wang stood up and went into the house.
Yu Songyu was puzzled and curiously watched the Old Lady's departing figure.
"Here!"
Before long, the Old Lady emerged from the house holding a brocade box. She walked over to Yu Songyu and directly shoved the box into her hands.
"What is this?"
"Open it and see."
Yu Songyu opened the brocade box, revealing an imperial green jade bracelet nestled inside. During her university days, she had been quite interested in jade and jewelry, so she had some knowledge and an eye for such things.
Just one glance told her that this bracelet was worth a fortune. The color was exquisite—deep green and pleasing to the eye—with exceptional quality. The crystalline structure was dense, and the color was pure and bright, rich and even.
"Aunt Wang, this is truly something special!"
Yu Songyu’s movements became cautious; if this piece were sold in modern times, it could easily fetch several million.
"I'm glad you like it; this is a gift for you!"
"What? Is this for me?" Yu Songyu exclaimed, her jaw nearly dropping in disbelief. She wasn't related to Aunt Wang in any way, so how could she accept such an expensive gift?
"Aunt Wang, please, don't joke around. I can't accept such a valuable present. It's a wonderful item; you should keep it for yourself!"
Everyone desires good things, but a gentleman values wealth with integrity. Yu Songyu didn't want to accept something so precious from Aunt Wang, especially since it was said that one should not receive gifts without merit.
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