And now that he was outside the palace, he didn't have to worry about being seen, so he held Fang Mengmeng's hand more boldly.

Because Ye Nanzhi knew that if he was not bold today, he might not have such an opportunity again for a long time.

This realization made Ye Nanzhi feel an emotion in his heart, just like a flood bursting its embankments, rushing out with no way to stop it.

"This is a farm. We can have lunch here later and pick autumn strawberries." Ye Nanzhi pointed to a field and a farm in front of him and said.

Fang Mengmeng looked in the direction of his finger and found that it was an extremely empty and flat farmland.

The fields are all planted with patches of strawberries. Many farmers are working in the fields, and on the strawberry seedlings in the fields, huge strawberries can be seen glowing in the sun.

And around this farmland, there are sparse farmyards located in different places.

The early autumn wind blew slightly, raising the hair on the forehead and blowing away the worries in my heart.

Looking at the scenery in front of me, people immediately feel relaxed and happy, and even more relaxed. It seems that all the worries have dissipated when they see these leisurely farmers and the endless fields in front of them.

"What a beautiful place, it's so refreshing!" Fang Mengmeng took a deep breath of air and felt that the air was particularly fresh.

"Want to go pick strawberries?" Ye Nanzhi asked.

"Can I pick it at will?" Fang Mengmeng asked.

"Of course!" Ye Nanzhi smiled at Fang Mengmeng, and then continued: "You can pick it whenever and as much as you want! Because this field is mine!"

"Ah?!" Fang Mengmeng looked at Ye Nanzhi in astonishment, not expecting that Ye Nanzhi actually had such a field.

"You also know how to farm?" Isn't Ye Nanzhi a scholar?

Civil servant!

Can you still farm?

"When I was a child, I remember that my mother liked to eat strawberries the most. When my mother was favored by my father, she could always eat fresh strawberries in various seasons! My mother was very good at cooking and could make strawberries into strawberries.

You can also make strawberries into various pastries. The happiest thing for my mother is to see me eating what she made.

Strawberry cakes! Later... something happened, and I had to leave that home, and I could no longer eat the strawberry cakes made by my mother. So, I planted a piece of strawberries here, hoping that one day, I could eat them again.

Although it is unrealistic to smell the mother's taste." Ye Nanzhi's voice was very ethereal.

He stood there, looking into the distance, but there was no focus in his eyes, making it unclear what he was thinking in his heart.

Fang Mengmeng's heart trembled, and inexplicable sadness hit her heart.

She didn't know why, but she blurted out: "I can do it! I'll cook it for you later!"

When Ye Nanzhi heard this, he immediately withdrew his misty gaze, with endless surprise in his eyes: "Really?"
Chapter completed!