Manshu had no choice but to lie on Yan Zhan's back, and Yan Zhan carried her on his back, taking every step steadily.
Yan Zhentian also warned from behind: "Be careful, don't fall."
Yan Zhan didn't respond. Manshu put her hands around his neck and breathed right next to his ear, preventing him from thinking about anything else.
"Uncle Third, am I very heavy?"
She was relatively light last year, but her body has gained a lot of weight this year.
The bones in my body have also become a lot stronger.
But to Yan Zhan, this is nothing.
With her little weight, it's just drizzle.
"Yeah." Yan Zhan snorted, "It's as heavy as a thousand pieces of gold."
How could the greatest treasure in his life not be heavy?
"Then put me down quickly. I have a lot of money on my body, so I won't crush you to death...ah, you can't say such unlucky words during the New Year."
"I'm bent over, I'm bent over!"
Yan Zhan's voice was low but powerful: "I only bend down for you."
"You are really good at coaxing people." Manshu said loudly, but he heard it beautifully in his heart.
Yan Zhanduo couldn't speak before, but now he speaks love words as soon as he opens his mouth.
She finally stopped for a while, but then started humming "Zhu Bajie Being Wife-In".
"Third uncle, do you think we are like Zhu Bajie carrying his wife on his back?"
Yan Zhan patted her gently: "Are you my wife?"
Manshu choked instantly and stopped talking.
Then it stopped.
Yan Zhan carried her to a gentle section of road and let her sit on a big rock to rest.
The old man is old after all, and he doesn't feel at ease being alone in the mountains.
He squeezed Manshu's hand again: "Is it cold?"
Manshu's hands were still warm and he shook his head: "Hurry up and take a look. It's not convenient for grandpa to go down the mountain alone."
Although the old man thought he was getting stronger with age, Manshu was also worried.
It's okay to go up the mountain, but the road down the mountain is slippery. If like Manshu, he accidentally gets his feet caught in the grass, he will easily fall.
"Um."
Yan Zhan responded and took off his coat again.
"It's a little hot, take it."
Obviously he was afraid that she would be cold.
Manshu didn't say anything and stretched out his arms to hug her.
Yan Zhan was indeed sweating, maybe it was really hot carrying people down the mountain.
When Yan Zhan went up the mountain, she was bored and dangling her feet on the big rocks alone.
One after another, villagers returned from visiting the grave and greeted Manshu when they saw her.
The children came over and called their sister sweetly, and Manshu put two candies in each hand.
Her pocket is like a treasure chest with many candies in it.
These candies are all imported, some are bought at home, and some are from the New Year gifts sent by various families.
The children in the countryside had never seen these before. They just thought they were delicious and circled around Manshu, not wanting to leave.
"Let's go, go home, don't pester your sister Manshu here."
If some adults are too thin-skinned, they should take their children away immediately.
But some people also think that it’s okay for children to like Manshu and let them play here with her.
Anyway, the back mountain is close to the village, so children are used to running around and won't be afraid of losing it.
Among them was the little boy who wanted to marry Manshu with ten dollars.
"Sister, why are you sitting here?"
He walked around to Manshu and sat down next to her.
"Because my sister has sprained her foot." Manshu shook his foot.
He also warned a few children who were running around: "Be careful. If you sprain your foot like my sister, it will hurt."
As soon as she said it hurt, the little boy bent down to look at her feet.
Bai Shengsheng's ankle was red and a little swollen.
"It won't hurt anymore if I breathe on my sister."