Back to the 70s: My Childhood Sweetheart Spoils Me Rotten-Chapter 894 - 896: Hot Spring

The two of them excitedly reached the foot of the mountain, only to remember one thing, "Oh, we didn’t bring any food."

Gong Ruini always felt like she had forgotten something important, but she just couldn’t recall it. Now that she remembered, it was already too late.

Didn’t bring any food? This was no challenge for Zhao Xuran.

"Let’s find a household." Zhao Xuran had been busy recently and hadn’t participated in club activities, but he knew some situations.

Find a household? Eating at a local’s house? Could it be that the people here already have a business sense and have started the most primitive version of agritourism?

Gong Ruini quietly followed Zhao Xuran into a farmhouse.

"Hello, you must be Uncle Dai." Zhao Xuran was grateful that last time his classmates mentioned visiting here to see the maple leaves, he didn’t find it boring and leave.

Dai Fugui saw a young couple walk in and warmly greeted them, "Are you here to see the maple leaves?"

"Yes, can we eat here?" Hearing this question made Zhao Xuran breathe a sigh of relief.

"Of course, you can." Dai Fugui was quite happy; when his son had suggested it, he thought his son was just coming up with nonsense, wondering how anyone would be willing to spend money for a meal.

Unexpectedly, over time, they’ve earned quite a bit, which made Dai Fugui speak with more confidence and welcome guests more warmly.

"Is there anything delicious today?" Zhao Xuran remembered there was food to eat here, which was already good enough, but he couldn’t recall the specialty dishes.

"Today we happened to catch a rabbit, and there’s some chicken too." Dai Fugui mentioned this without expecting that the young couple would splurge, but they might not pretend due to pride.

"Braised rabbit and chicken." With quite a few recommendations, the food should be good. Zhao Xuran didn’t have high demands; as long as there’s something to eat, that’s enough.

With the braised rabbit and chicken, Dai Fugui laughed, thinking today’s business wouldn’t be good, not expecting a couple to come and spend lavishly, "Sure, don’t worry, when you come back there will be warm food waiting."

"However, at this time, there’s not much of maple trees on the mountain." Dai Fugui didn’t understand how they wouldn’t come earlier if they wanted to see maple leaves.

Zhao Xuran felt guilty; he constantly thought about it, but there were too many things on the weekend. They all said Zhao Guangran was a bit childish and followed his whims, but Zhao Xuran would definitely keep his promise to Cao Na.

Gong Ruini reached out and held Zhao Xuran’s hand, seeing him guilty again, "We have many autumns ahead."

"You can take me to more places to see beautiful scenery in the future."

"Hmm."

Watching Zhao Xuran leave, Dai Fugui went back to prepare the meal and couldn’t control the beauty they might see—he, an old fellow, had no say.

Were they truly here for the maple leaves? Or to see each other? Don’t ask him why he understood these things.

Even though he’s a rural person, he was young once too.

Despite all the preparations, knowing they wouldn’t see much scenery this time, not seeing many maple leaves along the way made Zhao Xuran feel disheartened.

"Leave some regrets, we can always come next year."

"Otherwise, if we see all the beauty here this time, would we still come again?" Even though the maple leaves are a tourist attraction, one can’t visit every year; seeing too much becomes mundane.

"When the maple leaves turn red, surely there will be more people." Gong Ruini felt now was best, with no crowds—along the way, they only encountered a few people who were clearly from the nearby village, not tourists.

"There aren’t many people, this place is a bit far from the city center, and not many are willing to travel this far just to see maple leaves." Zhao Xuran heard Gong Ruini mention it, honestly, "I think back in the Northeast, there were such beautiful sceneries too."

"Not as beautiful as here, of course." Zhao Xuran realized he might have been too blunt, which could upset Ni Zi.

Were there such beautiful sceneries in Northeastern Rural? Gone for a while, Gong Ruini had already forgotten.

Now trying hard to recall, Gong Ruini couldn’t quite remember; maybe there were such beautiful sights, but no one advertised them.

"Let’s visit next time." Gong Ruini wanted to see the countryside courtyard again, "I wonder if those villagers still remember us."

"They will, at least Uncle Da Zhuang will." Zhao Xuran considered himself a rather indifferent person, yet felt quite thrilled touching on this topic.

The two walked leisurely, chatting about happy things without discussing work or getting rich, just talking about books they’ve read and the scenery of the Northeast.

"Sometimes it’s nice to take a walk." Zhao Xuran suddenly had this thought.

Does this even need emphasis? Gong Ruini rolled her eyes, "Though everyone’s busy. Right, didn’t your uncle mention there being a hot spring nearby? We should go soak in the hot springs during Chinese New Year."

Gong Ruini knew it was hard to find a natural hot spring here, unsure if they would catch a good deal.

Speaking of hot springs, "I’ve heard Japan has many hot springs, I wonder if we’ll get a chance to experience them."

Soaking in a hot spring? But Ni Zi really loved baths; Zhao Xuran remembered how Gong Ruini enjoyed soaking in a large pool back in the Northeast.

"Alright, I’ll find out more." Fulfilling his girlfriend’s requests is a must, "Maybe we can buy land and build a house."

Building a house just for hot spring soaks, Gong Ruini was delighted, hugging Zhao Xuran and calling him the best.

Some might think it’s wasteful, spending money for a place used only a few times a year, but she adored Zhao Xuran’s generosity. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

"Brother Xuran, I really love you."

"Love is enough." Even if it’s because of his generosity, isn’t that normal? No one likes someone stingy and timid.

Gong Ruini enthusiastically discussed with Zhao Xuran how the house should be built, though they hadn’t seen a location or knew if there was land, she wanted to design a house she loved.

Her excitement was deeply felt by Zhao Xuran, proposing her ideal house layout and interior wasn’t just about liking—it was love beyond measure.

"How about we look for a place next week?" Zhao Xuran set their itinerary for next weekend.

Ah, Gong Ruini thought of how to build the house if that day ever came, knowing realistically it would take years, maybe two or even more.

Unexpectedly, it could happen next year, "Don’t you have other matters?"

"Guangran can handle them." As a family member, with the goal to earn money, he couldn’t shirk responsibility.

Achoo, Zhao Guangran and Cao Na had just finished watching a movie and followed the crowd out of the theater when Zhao Guangran sneezed.

Cao Na looked worried, "Did you catch a cold? I told you to dress warmer, but you didn’t listen."

Zhao Guangran laughed, he didn’t want to bundle up like a bear so early, it lacked grace.

Even if everyone around dressed like bears, he couldn’t do that, maintaining an image was important.