Seeing his bride's blushing face run out, Yang Ming's mind quickly grasped what she meant this time.
A slight smile curled at the corner of his mouth, his body recovering swiftly. At this rate, it wouldn't be many days before they could consummate their marriage. For these few days, he would be content with just holding her and stealing kisses.
Xiaoxiao, who had run out, felt unbearably embarrassed. If her younger brother hadn't arrived just then, something unthinkable might have really happened.
She patted her cheeks with both hands to calm down and saw her younger brother and the others grabbing shovels, ready to set out.
"Yang Dong, you guys can choose where to dig. Make sure it's a bit larger and deeper, to bury all that sauerkraut. Oh, and recently some villagers came to till our land, right? If it's an area that's been tilled, don't dig there. Try to find a spot where the soil hasn't been disturbed."
