Ding Xuan’s Home: West Suburb Village
But as soon as he said it, Ding Xuan immediately regretted it.
His home was in terrible shape. A young master who was used to living in a big house definitely would not be able to adapt to staying in that shabby place of his.
But the words were already out, and Ding Xuan could only wait for Hao Yi to make the decision.
“Your home? Where is it?” When Hao Yi said this, he was actually feeling a little contemptuous toward the owner of this body.
There wasn’t even the slightest bit of information about Ding Xuan’s family background. No matter what, since Ding Xuan had married you, you should at least know a little about him, but sorry, there was nothing in his memories related to Ding Xuan. He only knew Ding Xuan was very poor.
They had gotten their marriage certificate nearly three months ago, and yet they were still strangers.
“My home is over in the West Suburb. It might be a bit far. Or maybe…”
“Then let’s go.”
Ding Xuan had just wanted to say that they should forget it, when Hao Yi’s decisive answer cut him off.
Hao Yi walked to the roadside and hailed a van. After loading everything onto it, he and Ding Xuan got in.
He looked at Ding Xuan and said, “Tell the driver the address.”
Ding Xuan let out an “oh” and hurriedly said to the driver, “Driver, take us to West Suburb Village.”
Then he said to Hao Yi, “Once we get there, you’ll be able to see my house. There aren’t many people living there, so it probably won’t be as lively as the city, and there aren’t any entertainment facilities either.”
Ding Xuan wanted to give Hao Yi a heads-up in advance, so Hao Yi wouldn’t be disappointed when he got there.
After he finished, the driver in front smiled and joined in, “The village has a nice environment. It’s very quiet. My wife has always wanted to buy a plot there and build a house. If it weren’t for the fact that the kid has to study here, and I also have to do business here, I would’ve bought land and built a house there already.”
“It really is pretty quiet over there.” Talking about where he lived, a pleased and longing look appeared on Ding Xuan’s face.
“How long has it been since you went back?” Hao Yi suddenly asked.
“Hm? Oh, I haven’t been back for three months.” Ever since he married the young master, he had never gone back. Actually, he really wanted to go home and take a look. He was born there and grew up there, so of course he had deep feelings for it.
The drive took about an hour and a half. During that time, Ding Xuan would occasionally sneak careful glances at Hao Yi, afraid that Hao Yi might show an impatient expression.
However, the expression on Hao Yi’s face was calm and unruffled from beginning to end, with not a trace of impatience. That made Ding Xuan breathe a sigh of relief.
After getting out of the car, Ding Xuan paid the fare, and the driver drove off.
The fare was still the cash they had earned from selling small trinkets that afternoon. Hao Yi had told Ding Xuan to keep it all. Ding Xuan touched the bulging waist pouch, and suddenly felt like he was also a rich person, a little excited inside.
He led Hao Yi through the courtyard gate, then stood there somewhat awkwardly and looked at Hao Yi. “Young Master, my place isn’t as nice as your home. If you can’t adapt, we can go rent another place.”
But Hao Yi did not pay attention to Ding Xuan’s words. He looked around the courtyard, then took a deep breath, and a trace of surprise appeared on his face.
From the moment the car entered the range of West Suburb Village, he had felt a different aura rushing in through the window. It was an extremely pure and refreshing aura, much more comfortable than the filthy air of the city.
This was a quiet village far away from the city, and it was surrounded by mountains on all four sides. The air was naturally very fresh. He had even been thinking about finding a suitable place to begin cultivating, but he had not expected to find one so quickly.
He was extremely satisfied. Turning to look at Ding Xuan beside him, he said, “I really like it here.”
Seeing the shocked look on Ding Xuan’s face, he curled his lips slightly, then bent down to carry the luggage over to the house and said, “If you don’t open the door, how am I supposed to go in?”
“Oh, I’ll open it!” Ding Xuan shot over to Hao Yi in a rush, then took out a string of keys from his pocket…