allonlinenovel Chapter 125 Abandoning Wife and Son
Chapter 125 Abandoning Wife and Son
Ye Xiaoxiao and her group had a very fruitful harvest; before long, they had picked a whole basket of golden pipa (a type of Chinese lute).
Lu Shi'an stood on the tree, picking and eating as he went, looking incredibly content.
He Wuyou and his sister were only half full. If Ye Xiaoxiao hadn't stopped them, these kids probably would have eaten it like a meal.
After returning, Ye Xiaoxiao picked out several large bunches of fruit and delivered them to Grandpa Wang's house.
After dinner, Ye Xiaoxiao's family sat in the courtyard, eating loquats together.
Each oval loquat is smooth and delicate, with a fragrant aroma. Gently peel off the yellow skin, take a bite, and you'll find it fragrant, soft, juicy, and refreshing. Ye Xiaoxiao smacked her lips, her eyes slightly narrowed, looking on with pure enjoyment. This fruit truly deserves to be called the king of fruits!
"Mom, eat a few more. Loquats are good for moisturizing the lungs and relieving coughs."
Ye Xiaoxiao picked out a few large fruits and handed them to Mother He.
Mother He happily accepted the fruit; it truly warmed her heart.
As she ate, she smiled broadly and said, "Xiao Xiao, the fabric you bought for me last time has all been made into sachets. The Dragon Boat Festival is coming soon, why don't you take them to town and see if you can sell them?"
At this point, although Mother He had initially decided to buy sachets to supplement the family income, she was ultimately unsure whether she could actually sell them.
Ye Xiaoxiao said confidently, "Mother, don't worry! Your sachet has fine stitches and is exquisite and elegant. Everyone who sees it will praise it. Besides, it's almost Dragon Boat Festival, so there will definitely be a lot of people buying sachets."
She will add some herbs such as angelica, chuanxiong, scutellaria, galangal, and nard to it, making it more fragrant and appealing.
After chatting for a while longer, Mother He felt sleepy and went back to her room to rest.
He Jing glanced at the children who were happily eating, and his magnetic yet slightly commanding voice rang out: "Starting tomorrow, each of you will practice calligraphy for two hours."
He Wuyou and He Wuyang remained calm. They were used to it; it was just an extra hour compared to before, so it didn't bother them.
only......
Upon hearing this, Lu Shi'an dropped the fruit he hadn't yet peeled with a "plop" and it rolled to He Jing's feet.
what?
He wants to practice calligraphy too? No way!
"Hehe, Brother He, I don't need to practice, right?"
He Jing gave him a deep, unyielding look: What do you think?
Lu Shi'an immediately deflated; he really hadn't expected to come here just to practice calligraphy.
Hey--
He sighed, staring at the golden loquat, hesitating whether to pick it, wash it, and eat it; it was such a big one, it seemed like a waste.
The next instant, Little Black wagged its tail and came over, snatched the loquat in its mouth and carried it away.
Lu Shi'an: Dogs eat loquats too?
Looking at the children's varying reactions, Ye Xiaoxiao knew that He Jing was giving them a form of punishment for their fight earlier that day. It was good for the children to toughen up.
She stood up, stretched, looked up at the sky, and said with a serene and natural expression, "The weather is so nice tonight!"
Everyone looked up at the sky.
As Ye Xiaoxiao said, the weather was very nice.
The sky was filled with stars, like scattered gold dust on a jade plate.
The group remained silent, gazing up at the night sky and enjoying the tranquility of the moment.
Lu Shi'an silently thought to himself: It's so good to have met their family!
He Jing glanced at Ye Xiaoxiao. At this moment, her eyes were clear and bright, untouched by the dust of the world, truly resembling the stars adorning the early summer night sky.
......
Qian Laoshui has been on a winning streak these past few days, winning several rounds in a row at the gambling table, and he's even walking around with an air of superiority.
He firmly believed that his luck had finally turned around, and that one day he might really be able to live a life of plenty, just like the wealthy man in town.
That day, he carried several pounds of meat home, humming an unknown tune.
Zhao Chunhua didn't want to pay attention to the old man and silently cooked at the kitchen stove.
Seeing that his wife remained silent, Qian Laoshui didn't want to spoil his good mood by making a fool of himself, so he left the kitchen and went to his room to show off to his son.
"Yitong, how's your dad's luck lately? Once I have some money, I'll get you a doctor to treat you. You're my son, how could you possibly die without an heir?"
Old Qian waved the heavy money bag in front of his son, his face full of pride and satisfaction.
In reality, he had other plans. Once he was truly wealthy, his troublesome wife and paralyzed son would become a burden.
When the time comes, he will abandon his wife and children and go far away to find a place where no one knows him, just like that rich man, and marry several young and beautiful concubines. How could he not have a son?