Perhaps in their eyes, the six of them were long dead, and that was for the best.
Zhan Yunzhao also said goodbye with a smile; he had a lot of things to do as well.
He had countless tis been grateful that he had learned pharmacology back then.
Now they were together, and of course, their relationship was close.
"Guangxiang, are you going directly to the Capital? To see Yuanyuan?"
Wei Guangxiang shook his head, "I’m going back to the Capital, but I may not be able to see Su Yuanyuan." That wasn’t soone he could just et.
"I was thinking you could take so things over, but never mind then."
The next day, Wei Guangxiang boarded the train alone.
This ti, he planned to go to the farm in Jiangbei, a place Su Yuanyuan cared about, and he was heading there.
Spring planting in Jiangbei was over; Zhao Xiaojing had been at ho looking after the children, and this year’s spring planting was done by hired people.
To be honest, she really wasn’t a diligent person, and having such an excuse, of course, she didn’t go to the fields.
Sun Yun looked down on her and never had a kind face when she ca over.
An Lixia knew her daughter-in-law’s temperant; she couldn’t stand the second young woman either, but there was nothing she could do if that’s how she wanted to be.
That day, Zhao Xiaojing ca over again, holding her child.
The child was fair and chubby, particularly endearing. Although Sun Yun looked down on Zhao Xiaojing, she liked Liantang, the child.
Since giving birth to Little Hong, she never got pregnant again, so she liked boys even more.
Zhao Xiaojing knew this; she was actually aware her sister-in-law disliked her, but she often ca over just to make her sister-in-law envious and uncomfortable since she couldn’t have a son.
She didn’t realize her mindset was already problematic. Sun Yun was really nice to her, but she didn’t see it that way. She felt the sister-in-law looked down on her, so what if she did? Didn’t she still give birth to three sons, while the sister-in-law had three daughters?
TODAY, Sun Yun went to the fields to plant winter lon seedlings and wasn’t at ho. An Lixia was cooking and saw the second young woman coming over again.
"Xiao Jing, you should check the fields regularly yourself. If you don’t supervise the spring planting, you’ll be crying at the fall harvest."
"Mom, don’t worry, I checked, and it’s fine."
"As long as you know, you also have three sons to raise."
"Mom, I’ve said it already, Hai Jun and Haifeng can live on what we had before, and from now on, what I earn will be for just the two of us, mother and son."
An Lixia looked at her daughter helplessly, wondering what she was thinking. "Aren’t Hai Jun and Haifeng your sons? Why do you think this again this year?"
"Mom, what’s wrong with thinking this way? I give them food and even leave money for them."
An Lixia shook her head and sighed. There’s no point in saying more. This daughter is just foolish.
Finding no one at ho, Zhao Xiaojing felt it aningless and took Liantang ho.
As soon as she got ho, the first thing was to make an egg drink for her son.
"Xiao Tang, co drink your egg, hehe, mom saves the good stuff for you."
Zhao Xiaojing had a loving smile. She couldn’t see enough of her son.
To say, the brothers Hai Jun and Haifeng were good-looking, even better than Zhixue. Xu Hongbing also looked quite good.
Zhao Liantang now looked better than both older brothers. He also had Tang Yiqing’s kind smile; even if he didn’t speak, when he smiled at you, most people would like him.
Zhao Xiaojing’s mindset had changed greatly because of the child’s appearance.
She just loved this child. Now, she wouldn’t recall Xu Hongbing. Even if she did, she hated him, no longer sad.
Hai Jun, who was studying in the city, was now the best in class. Since coming back for the winter break, he had beco more steady and took ticulous care of his younger brother.
This made Zhixue embarrassed to play, resulting in significant progress in his studies.
The siblings in school were favorites among all the teachers, always receiving special care and sympathy. These kids were studying alone away from adults, but their self-discipline left no cause for worry.
Xiao Ling also worried about her younger brother, silently caring for him, helping more with looking after Haifeng.
Little Hong had already learned many characters; while her older siblings went to school, she looked after Haifeng and even cooked.
Zhao Yanli and her sister briefly dropped by from ti to ti. There wasn’t much housework for them to do; the kids finished it all, and they only helped with sewing and nding.
The Zhang Family and the Zhou Family also felt for the children, always sending treats whenever there were any.
These kinds of kids, how could they not be lovable?
Hai Jun understood everything; he knew he couldn’t rely on his mother in the future. Everything needed to be done himself. Mom had said seeing them always reminded her of Dad.
He had repeatedly wondered if Dad ever regretted it.
From a carefree child, he had beco one abandoned by Dad and rejected by Mom, an enormous change in his heart.
He knew he had to work hard himself. He couldn’t rely on anything else. So, on Sundays, the four older kids would surely go to the village to work, earning food and vegetables.
In the evening, they would glue paper boxes together; their notebooks and pens didn’t need family money.
All their clothes were made from fabric mailed by Aunt Yuanyuan, sewn by the big aunt and the little aunt.
Almost none of the money left by their parents got used.
Hai Jun didn’t know what he was persisting for, why he just didn’t want to use that money.
Subconsciously, it was a rebellion against them, just thinking that even if they didn’t want the brothers, they could live well without them.
Zhao Yanli knew Hai Jun’s thoughts; thus, she always handed over the tuition money in advance.
Hai Jun was a mindful child, noting down every ti the aunts gave money, promising himself to repay them in the future.
The two sisters felt for the children. However, this child and Xu Hongbing had similar temperants, keeping everything bottled up inside. They could only let him decide by himself.
They couldn’t speak too bluntly, fearing the child might overthink. Countless tis they cursed Zhao Xiaojing — a crazy, foolish woman. No matter what, she gave birth to him, yet she could utter such cruel words.
Besides, she seed to like that child’s father; otherwise, she wouldn’t treat him so well, surpassing Hai Jun and Haifeng, whom she raised for so many years.
Zhao Yanli despised Zhao Xiaojing. She didn’t even know who her child’s father was, nor if he had a family, but that fool was wholeheartedly having his child.
In her letters to Su Yuanyuan, these were her complaints. There was really no one else she could confide in, only Su Yuanyuan willing to listen to her nonsensical talks.
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