Reborn in the 80s: The Smart Wife with a Secret Space-Chapter 1044: Only the One on My Back Knows

On the way back, halfway through, Uncle Liang led them down another path.

From that side, they arrived just behind the ridge of the Mechanical Factory’s transportation team.

When parting with Uncle Liang, He Jinxuan directly took out two bottles of liquor and a roast chicken from the bag: "Uncle, in this cold weather, take this liquor back to warm up, and this roast chicken will go well with it."

Xinyan couldn’t help but admire He Jinxuan’s thoughtfulness and attentiveness.

No wonder he carried such a large bag, it turns out he had prepared so much, and she chimed in: "Uncle Liang, thank you for all your trouble today, this is a little something from us, please don’t refuse."

Uncle Liang was quite a straightforward person: "Alright then, I’ll have a feast."

After accepting the items, he said, "Alright, I’m not far from home now, the snow is getting heavy, you two should hurry back."

After saying that, he waved his hand and headed home.

Xinyan and He Jinxuan watched Uncle Liang enter the village and, after he went into a courtyard, they left.

He Jinxuan looked at Xinyan: "I’ll carry you."

Xinyan refused: "No need, the snow hasn’t piled up much, it won’t wet my shoes, and besides, it would be embarrassing if someone saw."

He Jinxuan held her back: "From here to the main road below, the path isn’t easy to walk, and the snow is getting heavier. Be good, I’ll carry you so we can keep warm."

Listen to what he’s saying.

Xinyan glanced around and saw that in just a dozen more meters, they wouldn’t be on the ridge anymore and wouldn’t be seen from afar; seeing that he wouldn’t give up, she pointed ahead: "Let’s do it there, so you don’t have to crouch down."

He Jinxuan turned his head and saw that there was a stone step there, so he reached out and led her over.

Xinyan initially offered to help carry the handbag, but He Jinxuan didn’t agree: "It’s fine, there’s not much left in it, I can carry it."

After helping Xinyan tie her scarf securely, they walked to the stone step, and Xinyan wrapped her arms around his neck: "Then I’ll trouble you."

He Jinxuan got her on his back and headed down the ridge: "Don’t worry, I won’t let you fall."

As soon as they got down the mountain, the snow intensified.

Xinyan patted He Jinxuan’s shoulder: "We’re down now, the path is easier, let me down."

He Jinxuan watched the snowflakes swirling around: "Don’t worry, there are few people outside at this time, no one will see us, and even if they do, I’m carrying my wife, it’s none of their business."

Xinyan retorted at his shameless words: "Who is your wife?"

He Jinxuan turned his head: "The one on my back knows."

The two walked on, laughing and chatting, not noticing the two people standing at the transportation team’s entrance—it was none other than Yao Hui and Lyu Juncheng.

Half an hour ago, they received a call saying that the Lyu family had brought in the Lyu family matriarch. A few months ago, she had broken her leg and back, and the doctor said she might have to stay in bed for half a year.

Now, the family’s two elder brothers didn’t want to take care of her anymore, saying that the third son should also show filial piety, and against Mr. Lyu’s objections, the families forcibly brought her over.

She’s already off the train and waiting there; he had no choice but to pick her up.

With such heavy snow, Lyu Juncheng thought of borrowing a car from the transportation team. Even if Han Jingchen hadn’t put in a good word before, due to their reputation in the factory, borrowing a car was out of the question.

Just as the two of them came out with dejected faces, they saw this scene.

Whether it was Lyu Juncheng or Yao Hui, watching this scene was both dazzling and heartbreaking.

Why is it that they suffer in torment while she can be pampered and admired?

It wasn’t until the transportation team personnel, noticing they had turned into snowmen, startled them that they remembered why they had come here.

Thinking of the troubles awaiting them at home, they couldn’t be bothered with anything else.

Xinyan and He Jinxuan, already in front of the little white building, had in fact noticed the two, but what did it have to do with them?

He Jinxuan helped brush the snow off Xinyan, tidied her clothes, and then led her inside: "Are you cold?"

Xinyan smiled at him: "I don’t feel that cold."

Afraid he wouldn’t believe it, she added: "Really."

He Jinxuan’s smile spread across his face; perhaps only those in love could say they’re not cold amidst a heavy snowstorm.