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Before closing her eyes to sleep, An Jing was still hugging Xiao Changyi, humming softly, "The most romantic thing I can think of is growing old with you..."
Hearing this, infinite tenderness filled Xiao Changyi's eyes.
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The following morning, An Jing and Xiao Changyi were picking out bad seeds in the yard. These seeds, which they had bought from the town, were for late-season rice and contained quite a few bad ones, which An Jing and Xiao Changyi were currently removing.
They needed to start sowing these seeds in the next couple of days; otherwise, once the early rice was harvested, they wouldn't have any seedlings for the late rice to plant.
However, while they were busy selecting seeds, Wang Youbao arrived.
As usual, Wang Youbao came by carriage. Wang Youbao was simply too heavy to get down from the carriage without help and still had to be assisted by the carriage driver, which again brought to An Jingxin the thought of advising Wang Youbao to lose weight.
