Chapter 34: My Little Pear 

As soon as she landed, the group of little kids rushed over, enviously shouting to be lifted high. 

They asked her if it was fun being lifted high and what it felt like. Some, with their round eyes wide open, curiously asked, “Are you really a pear? I thought you were a real pear…” 

“You silly! How could she be a real pear? If she were a real pear, she’d have been eaten by now!” the chubby boy’s confident voice rang out. 

“Big sister, your face is so white, just like pear flesh…” A little girl ignored the chubby boy and gazed admiringly at Xia Li’s face. 

In short, the short-legged kids were excitedly talking over each other, leaving Xia Li no time to feel embarrassed as she patiently responded to each one. 

The man coldly watched as the little kids surrounded Xia Li, some even reaching out their little hands to tug at her clothes. He went over to a large tree nearby and brought back a big basket full of various fruits. 

He commented, “Here.” 

“Captain, fruits!” 

The little kids were instantly captivated, their attention completely drawn to the big bamboo basket, and they hurried over on their short legs. 

At first, they hesitated to grab anything directly, their bright eyes flashing shyly as they glanced at the man. 

Seeing him nod, they almost squealed with joy, grabbing the fruits without even bothering to wipe them off, and started to munch away excitedly, each one devouring their fruits with great enthusiasm! 

The big bamboo basket was almost overflowing. 

There were the red fruits that Xia Li had previously seen, resembling apples, alongside large, sweet, crisp jujubes and mulberries, all looking very fresh. 

Xia Li was already quite thirsty, and the chubby boy was crunching away especially loudly, his round face glowing with the blissful satisfaction of a food lover. 

She couldn’t help but swallow hard, wanting to eat one as well. 

But, how to say it? 

Having just been showered with the kids’ admiring and envious gazes, now going to snatch a fruit from the basket alongside them felt a bit… awkward. 

In her hesitation, the man stretched out his large hand and handed her a dark brown, round fruit. Xia Li looked down in surprise, “This… is a sand pear?” 

She hadn’t seen any pear trees in the mountains; how did this man manage to get pears? 

These brown-skinned mountain pears were particularly delicious, full of juice and sweet, and quite large—they seemed to be called sand pears as well. 

He placed it in her hand, and his gaze finally revealed a hint of warmth. 

His handsome features seemed to hold a bit of precious excitement and pride, his dark brows slightly raised as he said in a rough voice, “My little pear.” 

Xia Li: … 

You call such a big pear a little pear? 

That pear was indeed as big as both her hands. 

But the way he looked at her when he handed her the pear was filled with straightforward enthusiasm, and for some reason, her face inexplicably flushed bright red. 

Finally, with a casual motion, the man easily snapped the pear in half, and they both started eating it. 

As Xia Li bit into the sweet, juicy pear flesh, she suddenly remembered that eating pears was considered inauspicious, right? 

She glanced at the man. 

He was squatting beside the tree branch with his long legs slightly bent, and his broad shoulders stood out in the forest, the strong lines of his muscles seemingly radiating warmth through his clothes. 

His angular, silent face showed little expression, but the way he was devouring the pear made Xia Li sense a hint of joy from him. 

The pear juice dripped down onto his throat, rolling down as he chewed, and the rough palm casually wiped it away. 

He then looked at her, his tall figure moving closer to her as he raised his left eyebrow, his tone serious: “Wife?”