<h4>Chapter 440 – Power Of Tears; He Felt Bad (5) [BONUS PART]</h4>


    “I’m done for the day! Let’s take a break!”


    Finishing off nting the cherry tree in his hand, Mo Xuanzun put down his spade and put his arms around Cheng Xiao Xiao, who was so tired she could barely stand. With a slight tug at his heart, he said, “Xiao Xiao, I have said it already, just let me do the nting.”


    “Oh, if I have to wait for you, I don’t know how many months that is going to take!” pouted Cheng Xiao Xiao, but deep inside her heart, she wanted to nt them with him. That way it would be more meaningful.


    Mo Xuanzun smiled casually and said, “It will be fine. My speed will improve as I go and I will be able to nt them all before a month is up!”


    “Alright! You said it! If it’s not all done in a month, you will never hear the end of it!”


    “Of course. Let’s go. Let’s go and wash our hands in the pool below!”


    Mo Xuanzun held her hand as they walked toward the little pond with a waterfall.


    As they got closer, they could hear the sound of the water pounding on the rocks below like ten thousand horses running pass them.


    The two quickly arrived at the pond and saw a waterfalling out of a cave from the middle of the mountain over 100 meters above. The water came down in high speed and making a pounding sound. On one side of a pool was an opening, and the water from the pool poured out of this opening.


    This tribute turned into a river that flowed toward the valley.


    The river flowed toward Willow Vige and supplied the needs for the vigers. As the vigers had moved out, only the disciples of the Cheng’s woulde and bath from time to time and nobody else.


    Right now, the sun was setting and the entire area was covered in ayer of gold color, including the pool. The rippling water has a goldyer to it and added made the scene more enticing than it already was.


    “Xiao Xiao, don’t just stand there. Come over, I will help you wash off!” said Mo Xuanzun, who was already next to the pool, to Cheng Xiao Xiao.


    Cheng Xiao Xiao recollected herself and squatted down next to Mo Xuanzun.


    Cheng Xiao Xiao did not wash her hands herself; she gave him her hands and watched the man in front of her wash her hands tenderly, including carefully picking out the soil underneath her nails.


    “Xiao Xiao, you don’t need to nt anymore tomorrow. Look, your hands are all read. What happens if you get cuts on your hand?” As Mo Xuanzun was washing her hands attentively, he saw that her palms were all red from the work earlier and that made his heart ached.


    She smiled gently and looked at her own palms. With a charming smile, she said, “I didn’t get any cuts. You can just nt a few more tomorrow!”


    “I’d still prefer you to not nt any at all!”Readtest chapters at Listnovel


    After washing her hands clean, Mo Xuanzun fished out a handkerchief from the dimension ring and gently wiped her hands dry. Frowning slightly, he said, “If you do more nting tomorrow, you will definitely have cuts. It will hurt a lot then!”


    “I’m not that fragile, okay?” said Cheng Xiao Xiao, amused. She was just nting in her garden not too long ago.


    “Not fragile, but it hurts me more than it hurts you!” said Mo Xuanzun rightfully.