"Haha, really? I'm going to find something to dig it up!" Chenxing happily dashed into the house and quickly returned with a small shovel used for gardening, sprinting to a corner of the yard to dig incessantly.
"Let me!" Gu Shaocheng took over the task from her hands.
Chenxing squatted on either side of him, the two of them huddled together, their hair touching, even their breaths were harmonized.
A gentle aroma mingled with their breaths, seeping deep into their hearts.
"It's this one!" Chenxing excitedly pointed at something.
Gu Shaocheng unearthed a jar of plum wine, cleaned off the outer layer of yellow clay, and as he opened the jar, a rich aroma wafted out.
Chenxing took a deep breath: "Haha, I'm going to get drunk."
Gu Shaocheng tasted a bit, "Not bad, it's rich in flavor, but you can't drink it, it's quite strong."
"Why? I made it myself!"
Gu Shaocheng glanced at her lightly, Chenxing pouted, seeking his consent, "I'll just have one sip, okay?"
