Chapter 6 Crispy Candies are Tastier After entering the compound, there is...

After entering the compound, there is the dormitory where the educated youth live. Only when they have too much work to do and cannot get back in time, they will stay at the homes of fellow villagers.

He Feng originally wanted to wait outside, but the educated youth were busy packing their things, all with smiles on their faces and carrying something in their hands.

Afraid that the beautiful Song Qingshu would be bumped into, he parked the car at the door and followed them in.

In the dormitory, some of the beddings were rolled up, and some had been packed and packed. Only Song Qingshu's aqua blue sheets were neatly spread out, looking clean, with a green canvas bag placed on top a little awkwardly.

Someone saw him return, his hand still tied with a book, and turned to greet Song Qingshu, "Hey, you're back, hurry up and pack your things."

"The Party Secretary said that if the car comes soon, we can leave tonight."

Song Qingshu helped him put away the canvas bag, knowing that it contained his precious photos. "Tian Mengfan, I'm not going back to the city."

The smile on the young man's face suddenly froze, and his eyes wandered between Song Qingshu and He Feng behind him. "Why? Is it like what the villagers say?"

"Are you really his child bride? That's not right, you've never been here..."

Tian Mengfan frowned. "Shouldn't it be a child marriage? But you are two men."

His voice was neither loud nor soft, but the educated youth coming and going suddenly fell silent, not even discussing where to go to play and eat when they got home.

He almost told the two directly, basically, go on, we're listening.

Seeing that he was just confused and didn't look disgusted, Song Qingshu pursed his lips and nodded, "Yeah, that's what my dad said."

"I don't have a home anyway, and I've been happy living here for the past two years, so it's fine to stay here."

"Oh, then if you ever come back to the city to play, come find me at my house." Although Tian Mengfan didn't quite understand, he still respected Song Qingshu's choice.

The man in front of him looked strong and powerful, if a little fierce. Could Song Qingshu really be happy there?

He Feng happened to be talking in Song Qingshu's ear, "Hey, you guys go first. I'll make your bed."

Song Qingshu nodded, wanting to thank him, but then remembering that He Feng wouldn't let him, he blinked and whispered "OK."

Tian Mengfan saw that when He Feng bent down to talk, Song Qingshu deliberately moved a little further behind him. The two didn't look unfamiliar, and his worries were somewhat relieved.

Although they were two men, Song Qingshu was beautiful and in poor health. Having an older brother to look after her was not bad... okay?

Everyone had their own little cabinet. Song Qingshu pulled out a small brass key from under the bed, and Tian Mengfan went to the cabinet with his own canvas bag.

The others started clamoring again after hearing Song Qingshu's words; the previous silence seemed an illusion.

Tian Mengfan stood beside Song Qingshu, wanting to ask but afraid, swallowing awkwardly.

Song Qingshu's cabinet was empty, save for some clothes, a box of White Rabbit candies, and a bag of crispy candies. The original owner had been in poor health and suffered from hypoglycemia, so she always carried the White Rabbit candies with her.

The crispy candies, studded with sesame seeds, tasted sweet, crispy, and fragrant, and everyone loved them.

Song Qingshu, always generous, opened the candy box and took out a handful of White Rabbit candies, sharing them with Tian Mengfan.

He then opened the crispy candies as well. "Hey, you have two first, I'm going to take them."

Tian Mengfan had a little sister at home, only six years old, who loved sweets. Without further ado, she took the White Rabbit candies and put them all back in her canvas bag.

The photo inside was revealed and then covered up. Song Qingshu had seen it. It was a picture of 11-year-old Tian Mengfan holding a chubby little baby.

Tian Mengfan still had a hole in his trouser leg from falling on the ground that day, and his eyes were actually a little red, but it wasn't noticeable in photos of this era.

He said that his mother had suddenly decided to take the photo while taking him and his sister to the market, wanting to keep a memento for them.

His family wasn't well off, his father working away from home year-round, and his mother worked part-time for a nearby embroidery factory.

He chewed on a candy candy and smiled, "I've eaten a lot of your food in the past two years here. Thank you."

Song Qingshu ate with him, stuffing White Rabbit snacks and money into his bag. "Of course, you've helped me a lot too."

Tian Mengfan was only 17, a year younger than Song Qingshu, but he was steady and practical. When a job required a team, he would approach Song Qingshu and team up.

If he saw Song Qingshu looking unwell, he would immediately tell him to rest. Sometimes, he would say he was fetching water for him, but in reality, he had secretly finished the work. He waited

for Song Qingshu to come back and smiled again, "Look, the work is done."

"Hey, friends don't talk about this."

"By the way, did your father really say that you were his child bride?"

The crumbs of crispy candy in his hand fell down, he caught them with his hands, and nodded his chin towards He Feng who was packing up, with curiosity in his tone.

Song Qingshu played the role to the end, and said with clear eyes: "Yes, it's true."

He ate slowly, and he could only finish one crispy candy slowly while others would have to eat two. "Don't worry, he treats me very well, he looks fierce, but he is very down-to-earth."

"That's good, we are friends, if you encounter any difficulties in the future, just come to the city to find me."

"I'm going to go back and study hard to make money."

He has his own plan for doing things. Song Qingshu is happy for him and responded with a smile, "Okay."

He smiled happily, and He Feng, who had packed up his things, stood there. The people around him didn't know why he suddenly got cold.

He already had a fierce look, and his bronzed skin from working in the fields made him look even more formidable. His face was now tense, like a demon.

Fortunately, Song Qingshu didn't have much stuff; he only had a few sets of clothes. The folded ones could be placed directly in the large cloth bag used for bedding and quilts. He took out the unfolded ones and placed them on the straw mat on the bed.

As soon as they were put away, He Feng folded them naturally.

The tall, sturdy man bent down silently to help with the clothes.

Tian Mengfan inexplicably thought he looked a bit like a bullied young wife.

Compared to his physique, the description was rather strange.

But Song Qingshu didn't seem to notice. He happily opened a White Rabbit candy, peeled it, and placed it to He Feng's lips. "Brother, try it?"

He Feng smelled a sweet, milky aroma and didn't refuse. He opened his mouth and bit into the white, hard lump.

The cold air around him dissipated considerably. He quickly gathered all his clothes, put them in Song Qingshu's large cloth bag, and zipped it up.

The candy in his mouth gradually softened, and his voice seemed to be coated with sugar. He asked in a low voice: "Shall we go, cub?"

Song Qingshu nodded. He was carrying a white canvas bag, which was filled with candy. He Feng carried the big bag and placed it on the back seat of the bicycle, tying it with a thick rope.

The two stood at the gate of the compound. Song Qingshu said goodbye to Tian Mengfan again, "I wish you can successfully enter the university and be happy in the future!"

Tian Mengfan waved in the sunshine, "Then I wish you good health, peace, and happiness!"

On the way home, Xiao Hei, who had originally run away without knowing where he was after leaving the house, suddenly came out, followed by a puppy.

It was a small dog, a cream-colored, long-haired one, looking soft and adorable.

Song Qingshu's attention was instantly drawn to it. He Feng recognized it as a neighbor's dog and took the initiative to say, "Come and pet it."

The sunlight shone a golden glow on the little yellow dog, and it felt as soft and fluffy as it looked, like a big stuffed toy.

It loved its owner and didn't bark when being petted. It just lowered its head submissively, squinted its eyes, and wagged its tail adorably.

The hand stroked along its head all the way to the base of its tail. The puppy wiggled its butt happily, then plopped down on the ground with its four paws facing the sky.

It turned over its soft, white belly and waited for someone to pet it.

Xiao Hei, noticing that Song Qingshu didn't pet him, became anxious and purred softly beside him, its tail hanging down behind it, the swinging amplitude becoming slower.

Noticing that Xiao Hei was unhappy, Song Qingshu half-knelt and placed the canvas bag on his knees, then squatted down, petting Xiao Hei with one hand and the puppy with the other.

Xiao Hei's fur was a shiny black, a bit coarser than a puppy's. His flesh was soft, but not as soft as a puppy's.

Both Song Qingshu liked the way it felt. He remembered that he was going to give Erqing some candy, so he petted him for a while before standing up.

This time, He Feng held him close, pulling him into a hug as he stood up. His chest muscles tensed, then relaxed.

The hard, then soft, touch landed on his shoulders, and Song Qingshu was stunned. His chest muscles weren't really that hard.

He peeled another Big White Rabbit and brought it to his mouth. The rich, milky flavor was sweet, a taste he hadn't had in a long time.

After a while, he felt better. He placed the candy under his tongue, shook his head, and said softly, "Okay, brother, I'm not dizzy anymore."

"Yeah," He Feng agreed, and walked back with him.

The sun gradually rose to the sky, and the temperature rose. Outside Erqing's house, three children were playing with marbles. They had dug a small hole in the ground, and three marbles with different patterns were placed in different positions.

Song Qingshu had never seen one before and was a little curious, so he didn't bother them. However, Xiao Hei and the puppy came running over, skipping and jumping.

Maybe it was a little hot, Xiao Hei was huffing and puffing out his tongue. Big dogs of this size were very common in the village, and Erqing was the only one among the three little boys who was a little scared.

He looked up and saw Song Qingshu, but he didn't hide. Instead, he stretched out his hand and pushed Xiao Hei's body, just like his friends.

Song Qingshu came over, opened the candy box, stomped his feet on the ground, and Xiao Hei walked away.

"Children, uncle will treat you to candy."

He showed his habitual gentle smile on his face and spoke softly. Erqing looked at him with sparkling eyes and stretched out his hand in his encouraging eyes.

"Thank you, uncle!" This time his voice was a little louder.

The other two children rubbed their hands on their clothes, stretched out their hands, and each took three candies, shouting confidently, "Thank you, uncle!"

Just by listening, you can tell that they are very happy.

This also made Song Qingshu happy, because he had just touched a dog and he felt a little regretful that he couldn't reach out to touch the child's head.

But he still responded to them with a smile, "You're welcome, you guys play."

He turned and walked towards He Feng in a light tone, "Let's go, brother!"

"Baby, come here."

Song Qingshu raised his eyes and asked in an unnatural tone: "What's wrong?"

The rough fingertips at the corners of his lips were hot and slightly hard. They rubbed the soft flesh at the corners of his lips and took off white sugar crumbs.

"The residue of crispy candy."

The distance was close enough that he could hear the breathing sound. Song Qingshu's heart was pounding, and his face was instantly flushed. He took a step back, turned around and took two quick steps.

"Let's go, brother."

He Feng saw a small piece of white on the fingertips and put it into his mouth.

Crispy candy seems to be better than milk candy.