Lin Yingying finished distributing things to the women of the village and shyly walked over to Long Fei, smiling at Long Santai, "Grandpa, what were you two talking about?"
Long Santai stood up, hands clasped behind his back, and chuckled, "Nothing much, you two chat!"
As he walked away, he intentionally kicked Long Fei in the foot, repeatedly giving him meaningful looks.
Long Fei grimaced and stood up, taking Lin Yingying for a walk outside.
Lin Yingying asked him, "Are you and Grandpa keeping something from me?"
Long Fei laughed, "Nothing really, the old man is just eager to have a great-grandson, telling me to hurry it up!"
Lin Yingying's face turned red, and she laughed, "Then you better work hard! Actually, I do quite want a baby too."
"Tough, tough!"
Long Fei laughed and placed his hand on her waist, leading her up to the terraced fields.
