Word Spirit Farming System

“Again.”

That evening, Cheng Yun kept chatting with Yang Hongcai until late at night. Eventually, it was Yang Hongjin who saw that his wife couldn’t keep his eyes open, so he told Yang Hongcai that wanted to rest and went back to their room.

For several consecutive nights, Cheng Yun had had trouble sleeping, but now with Yang Hongjin by his side, smelling the familiar scent, he quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Yang Hongjin had gotten used to working late into the night these past few days, and at this point, he didn’t feel tired, so he wasn’t in a hurry to sleep either.

Imitating what Cheng Yun had done to him in the past, he fetched a basin of water and wiped Cheng Yun’s face and body, his movements gentle, as if handling something fragile and precious, afraid of waking him up accidentally.

After everything was taken care of, Yang Hongjin lay down and carefully embraced Cheng Yun happily.

Cheng Yun unconsciously shifted in his deep sleep, finding a more comfortable position to lie down. He nestled his face against Yang Hongjin’s chest, listening to the sound of his heartbeat, and peacefully continued sleeping.

Yang Hongjin’s lips curved into a smile, and his entire face seemed to light up with joy.

These days, he had been sleeping together with others at night. But without his wife in his arms, Yang Hongjin couldn’t sleep well. Now that his wife was here, he didn’t feel like sleeping anymore.

He held Cheng Yun, caressing and touching here and there, feeling extremely content. Thinking of their kisses earlier, he felt a tingling sensation, so while his wife was still asleep, he gave him a couple of pecks on his lips.

It seemed a bit different, Yang Hongjin thought. Trying to remember how he did it before, he extended his tongue and lightly licked Cheng Yun’s lips. But as soon as they made contact, it felt like an electric shock, and it sent shivers through his whole body.

Yang Hongjin was an easily satisfied person, and just kissing his wife was enough to make him happy. He held Cheng Yun, feeling fondness in his heart, with a smile on his face, softly murmuring, “Wife, I miss you so much.”

After a while, feeling unsatisfied, he kissed him again and continued muttering, “Miss you, miss you, miss you so much…”

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Cheng Yun had a particularly satisfying sleep this time, and he woke up close to noon the next day.

As he opened his eyes, he felt much more energetic, washing away the fatigue from the previous days. Stretching lazily, he realized he was firmly embraced by someone.

“Good morning, wife,” With Cheng Yun’s movement, Yang Hongjin also woke up, rubbing his eyes and looking a bit dazed.

Cheng Yun smiled, feeling happy, and rubbed his face gently, responding, “Good morning, Hongjin!”

After last night’s encounter, Cheng Yun’s most important task for the day was to quickly pack up and return home.

After getting up, he quickly freshened up and prepared to help Yang Hongjin with his morning routine. To his surprise, he found that Yang Hongjin could now take care of himself.

He secretly observed him and saw that Yang Hongjin managed to wash up and dress himself. Even in the complexity of winter clothing, he handled each piece with ease, fastening buttons and ties without any mistakes.

Cheng Yun was both pleasantly surprised and a little melancholic. He was delighted by Yang Hongjin’s progress, wondering if it was the effect of the Word Spirit or if he had learned to be independent during this time. However, he also felt a pang of sadness at the realization that as Yang Hongjin grew more independent, there would be fewer opportunities for him to be needed in the future.

After Yang Hongjin got dressed, he walked over and embraced the dazed Cheng Yun, giving him a peck on his forehead while saying, “Wife, I’m all set! Where are we going?”

Cheng Yun touched the place where he was kissed, feeling his ears heating up, and with a good mood, he replied, “After we finish eating, we’ll go back home.”

Yang Hongjin nodded, “Alright!”

When they reached the ground floor, Yueqiong Tower was already open for business. Although it was not yet noon, the place was already full of people.

Liu Wen was tired of eating hotpot, so he had some dishes fried and sent them to their private room.

Hearing that they were leaving today, Liu Wen was surprised, “Why are you leaving? It’s still raining heavily outside; the road conditions are dangerous. Why don’t you stay here for a few more days?”

Cheng Yun politely declined, “We’ve been here for quite some time, and there are many things to take care of at home. We haven’t been back in a while, and I can’t help but worry.”

“Well, at least wait for the rain to subside a bit,” Liu Wen disagreed, “It’s raining heavily, and it’s slippery outside. It’s safer to wait a little longer before you leave.”

Cheng Yun still insisted, “Today’s rain is much lighter than the previous days. It’s been drizzling continuously. We’ll leave after lunch and try to get back home before it gets dark.”

Unable to sway Cheng Yun, Liu Wen suggested that Li Fan rent a carriage to take them home.

Cheng Yun felt that it would be too much trouble, and he instinctively wanted to refuse.

Liu Wen said, “I’ll have him bring some things back for me, and once he drops you off, he can return to the old restaurant. After a couple of days, he can come back; it won’t delay much. Let your Brother Liu take care of it and not worry. Otherwise, I won’t let you leave.”

Unale to refuse, Cheng Yun had no choice but to agree to the arrangement.

They were eager to go home, so after a short rest after lunch, when Li Fan brought the carriage, they set off on their way home.

Tie Village was not far from Nanming City; it took only half a day to walk, and by carriage, they reached home in just over an hour.

Cheng Yun let Li Fan only take them to the village entrance, and once Yang Hongcai returned to a familiar place, he greeted Cheng Yun and parted ways with them.

Cheng Yun held an umbrella and patted Yang Hongjin, saying, “Let’s go, idiot, let’s go home.”

Yang Hongjin squatted down, taking advantage of the situation, and this time Cheng Yun didn’t feel as awkward as before. He climbed onto Yang Hongjin’s back directly, allowing him to carry him.

In winter, the sun sets early, and combined with the rainy weather, it was not yet dinner time, but the sky was gradually darkening.

With the bad weather, everyone was staying at home. Walking on the rural roads, it was quiet all around, only the raindrops falling on the ground made a pitter-patter sound.

As they walked, Yang Hongjin kept chatting with Cheng Yun, mostly about his experiences during the days he was working outside.

Cheng Yun was curious about the almost ten days they had been apart. Previously, his primary concern was Yang Hongjin’s safety, but now that he had time to reflect, he wanted to know more about other aspects as well.

“How’s the food with the road construction team? Are they able to eat enough? Will they go hungry?” Yang Hongjin didn’t seem to have lost much weight since he returned, and he even appeared a bit more stronger when he hugged him. However, Cheng Yun had been taking care of his diet and was worried that he might not adapt to the food there.

As expected, as soon as Cheng Yun asked, Yang Hongjin made a face of disgust. He listed a few ‘dishes,’ which were hardly deserving of the name, and were more like dry rations. “It’s not delicious,” he said, “but I was too hungry. Everyone eats quickly; if you don’t eat, it’ll be gone. My brother brought me plenty, and I also went to get some myself, so I won’t go hungry.”

Hearing this, Cheng Yun felt sorry for him, “I’ll cook delicious food for you when we get home!”

Yang Hongjin happily nodded, lifting Cheng Yun slightly to make him more comfortable.

Almost ten days away from home, when they finally returned, the house was not as stuffy and messy as Cheng Yun had feared. He looked around the courtyard and saw that the chickens and ducks had been moved under the eaves, and there was still leftover feed in their bowls. Several oil umbrellas were propped up in a corner, indicating that Aunt Wang had taken good care of the house while they were away.

Cheng Yun took a basin of water and quickly wiped the table and chairs. The sky was already darkening, so he heated up the food they brought back from Yueqiong Tower and cooked some noodles to go along with it. It was a simple but tasty meal that settled their dinner.

With things on his mind, Cheng Yun did everything quickly. Though he tried to hide his embarrassment, he was still quite shy. Knowing that Yang Hongjin had become more independent, he pushed him to go wash up on his own while he went to their room first.

However, at this moment, Yang Hongjin refused. He hugged his clothes, looking pitiful, and said to Cheng Yun, “Won’t my wife help me wash?”

Cheng Yun’s face turned red instantly. He stammered for a while and couldn’t find any reason to refuse. Pushing and shoving Yang Hongjin, he deliberately put on a straight face and said, “You’ve learned to wash up by yourself now; you don’t need my help. Hurry up and go. I’ll made the bed and wait for you.”

Usually, when Cheng Yun said something like that, Yang Hongjin would obediently listen. However, perhaps due to nearly ten days of separation, this time he unexpectedly became stubborn.

“If I want my wife’s help, then I want my wife’s help!” Yang Hongjin insisted.

Cheng Yun had black lines on his face and pretended to be angry. “You’ve learned to do it yourself now, so why are you acting like a baby?”

But Yang Hongjin clung on, tossing his clothes aside, and hugging Cheng Yun. He insisted, “I want my wife to help me!”

Cheng Yun’s good mood was disturbed by his actions, but in the end, he couldn’t resist him and reluctantly picked up Yang Hongjin’s clothes. With a lack of spirit, he pushed him towards the bathroom to wash up.

However, things were different from the past. Previously, Cheng Yun could comfort himself, saying that Yang Hongjin was an idiot, and taking care of him was like taking care of a big child, and any thoughts were inappropriate.

But now, as Cheng Yun helped Yang Hongjin take off his shirt, his fingertips began to tremble inexplicably.

The humid steam filled the air, creating an ambiguous atmosphere. Cheng Yun’s mouth felt dry, and he couldn’t help but lick his lips.

With their bodies very close, they could feel each other’s breath on their faces, and when Cheng Yun tentatively raised his head, their eyes met, freezing time for that moment.

Everything that followed happened naturally. In the chilly winter night, the intimacy of the room added warmth to this small world.

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When he woke up the next day, Cheng Yun was still a bit dazed. His mind hadn’t fully cleared yet, but his body’s soreness reminded him of what happened last night.

When he recalled everything that happened, his face turned red as if on fire.

He moved a bit, and the person behind him also woke up. Cheng Yun turned around, and Yang Hongjin was not fully woken up yet, so he took the initiative to lean down and pecked Cheng Yun on the lips with a satisfied face, “Good morning, wife.”

Cheng Yun buried his face in Yang Hongjin’s chest, his voice tenderly responding with a muffled “Good morning,” only showing his two red, blushing ears, with the redness extending all the way to his neck.

Before he could finish feeling embarrassed, Yang Hongjin, who was completely awake, suddenly hugged Cheng Yun tightly, both of them were still not wearing clothes from the end of the previous night. They lingered like this, and the touch made the early-rising Cheng Yun unable to bear it.

Just as Cheng Yun was about to ask Yang Hongjin to give him some space, the idiot suddenly became full of spirit and loudly exclaimed, “Wife, let’s do it again!”