General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming Chapter 407 - 407: Father and Son Fighting

Chapter 407 - 407: Father and Son Fighting

Chapter 407: Father and Son Fighting

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Su Xiaoxiao reached out and gestured for him to stop. “You don’t have to interfere. I’ll do this myself! A woman can’t rely on a man!”

Heh, was she sure she didn’t want to keep all the fun to herself?

Wei Ting casually took out a few banknotes. “Since women can’t rely on men, the family expenses this time…”

Su Xiaoxiao took the banknote and said solemnly, “Look at you. You spend all the money you have. I have to save it for you!”

The two of them returned to Pear Blossom Lane first and gave the candied hawthorn to the three little ones.

“One for Dahu, one for Erhu, one for Xiaohu, one for Sihu, one for grandfather, and one for Uncle. Mother won’t eat them.”

Su Xiaoxiao was on a diet and never touched candied hawthorn.

“Where’s mine?” Wei Ting asked.

“There’s no more,” Xiaohu said.

“Sihu won’t eat it. Give it to me.” Wei Ting already knew that Sihu was that foal.

“Sihu, do you want to give it to Daddy?” Xiaohu turned to look at Wei Ting.

“Sihu said no.”

Wei Ting said, “It didn’t say anything.”

Xiaohu said righteously, “Sihu said it, but you didn’t hear him!”

“Little brat, you just want to take the two sticks of candied hawthorn for yourself, right?”

Wei Ting teased him and insisted on eating Sihu’s stick of candied hawthorn. In the end, he successfully made Xiaohu cry.

Xiaohu lay on the ground with his b.u.t.t raised high. He buried his face in his palms and cried.

“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?” Su Cheng hurriedly ran out.

Wei Ting said calmly, “Dad, don’t worry about him. Let him cry.”

“How can that do?” Su Cheng said. “You have to take medicine if you cry. Medicine is very expensive.”

Wei Ting was speechless.

Wei Ting said, “Dad, Daya doesn’t seem to be feeling well. Go take a look. I’ll coax Xiaohu.”

Su Cheng hesitated for a moment. “Alright, don’t let Xiao Hu cry on the ground! He’ll catch a cold! He’ll cough when he feels a chill!”

Wei Ting agreed. “Got it, Dad.”

Su Cheng went to Su Xiaoxiao’s room.

Wei Ting looked at a crying little fellow with a faint smile, picked up a small cus.h.i.+on, and threw it beside him.

The ground was hard, and the back of his hand hurt.

Xiaohu thought for a moment, got up, lay on the mat, and continued to cry.

He was halfway through crying when he turned around.

Eh, there was no one in the courtyard!

He quickly picked up the cus.h.i.+on and brought it into the house. He lay beside Su Cheng and Su Xiaoxiao and continued to cry!

Su Cheng and Su Xiaoxiao were speechless.

Benevolence Hall.

Manager Wu paced around the accounting room.

A waiter hurried over. “Shopkeeper! ”

Manager Wu looked around and pulled him in. He closed the door and whispered, “How is it? Is that girl injured?”

Shopkeeper Wu’s original intention was not to kill anyone. He was not so bold. His goal was to injure Su Xiaoxiao so that she could not continue to enter the palace to treat the empress dowager.

The shop a.s.sistant said, “I don’t know. That guy is gone!”

Manager Wu was shocked. “What?”

The shop a.s.sistant said awkwardly, “I guess… could he have taken our money and run away?”

Manager Wu was so angry that he slapped his forehead. “How did you do it? The person you found is so unreliable!”

The shop a.s.sistant touched his head which was in pain from the slap and stammered, “I was just guessing… It might not have really failed… Perhaps…” Manager Wu looked at the chubby figure downstairs. “Everyone is here!”

Su Xiaoxiao entered the Number One Hall and asked Du Juan, who was helping her guests get medicine, “Is Manager Sun here?”

Du Juan pointed upstairs. “In the accounts room.”

Su Xiaoxiao thought for a moment. “Get Little Weizi to come up too.”

Du Juan said, “Alright, Boss!”

She was a little busy today. Not only did Du Juan have to get the herbs, but she also had to run errands for Su Xiaoxiao. She accidentally knocked over a bag of herbs.

Physician Fu happened to pa.s.s by and frowned. “Du Juan, herbs are very precious. You’ve already scattered the medicine for the third time!” Du Juan explained, “My… boss asked me to call Little Weizi…”

Physician Fu said, “But you can’t be fl.u.s.tered.”

The patient’s family urged, “Are you going to prepare the medicine? Du Juan hurriedly said, “I’ll do it! I’m sorry! I’ll get you another set!”

“Du Juan! I asked you to call Little Weizi, but you didn’t?” Su Xiaoxiao’s dissatisfied voice came from upstairs. Du Juan said aggrievedly, “I, I forgot! I’ll go now!” “Hey! You haven’t gotten my medicine yet!” “Mine too! We’re all waiting!”

“We’ve waited so long. What’s going on?”

Little Weizi went upstairs. A moment later, Little Weizi shouted downstairs, “Du Juan, make a pot of tea!”

Du Juan, who was extremely busy, was so anxious that her eyes turned red. “I’m coming!”

Du Juan was a medical a.s.sistant and a maidservant. She was busy. When she was making tea, she accidentally scalded her hand. When she brought it up, she was scolded by Manager Sun for being slow and could not compare to the 12-year-old Ying’er.

Du Juan felt wronged.

She sat alone on the threshold of the back alley and cried.

“Yo, isn’t this Du Juan?

A servant from the Benevolence Hall walked over with a dustpan.

Du Juan quickly wiped her tears and sat up straight as if nothing had happened.

The servant smiled and sat down beside her. She said, “Don’t be afraid. I’m not sent by Benevolence Hall. I’ve cleaned several shops. Are you short of people here?”

Du Juan sniffed and shook her head. Her voice was a little choked. “No, Sister-in-law Cao sweeps it every day. Occasionally, Ying’er and I help do something.”

The servant asked curiously, “Aren’t you a medical a.s.sistant? Why are you still helping to clean?

Du Juan said, “When I’m too busy, I do more work.”

The maidservant’s heart ached for her. “Sigh, the medical ladies of Benevolence Hall never do those dirty and tiring work. They only care about delivering babies and treating women. Eh? What happened to your hand?”

“Nothing?” Du Juan covered her hand with her sleeve.

The maidservant pulled Du Juan’s hand over. “Aiyo, you’re scalded? Why didn’t you apply some ointment? The First Hall is a big medical center after all. You won’t be stingy with some scald ointment, right? It’ll be bad if there’s a scar on a girl. You’re so beautiful. You’ll definitely be able to marry into a good family in the future.”

Du Juan said nothing.

“Just wait.”

The servant placed the dustpan down and entered Benevolence Hall. Not long after, she took out a box of scald cream. “Here, my nephew has used it before. It works.”

“Thanks,” Du Juan whispered.

The maidservant advised, “If you’re not happy, go somewhere else to work.

You’re good-looking and hardworking. Where can you find work?”

Du Juan lowered her head and said, “I’m a girl who has signed a death contract. I can’t leave unless I can save enough money to redeem myself… But that’s a lot of money… I probably won’t be able to save it even if I work my entire life.” The servant’s eyes flashed. “What if… someone is willing to redeem you?”

Du Juan wiped her tears. “Aunt Tong, stop joking. Who would be willing to redeem me?”

Aunt Tong patted her hand. “Actually, this isn’t difficult.”

At the accountant’s office.

Su Xiaoxiao scrabbled for walnuts in the jar.

Without Su MO around, the walnuts that others peeled did not look good.

She frowned and threw one into her mouth bitterly.

Creak—

The door was pushed open.

Little Weizi walked in.

“Did the fish take the bait?” Su Xiaoxiao asked. Little Weizi chuckled. “Don’t worry, Boss!”

Su Xiaoxiao grabbed another walnut.

“BenevolenceHall, I originally planned to give you three months, but who asked you to court death? Then don’t blame me for closing the net in advance!

Hohohoho!”

Manager Sun muttered, “You’re really smiling sinisterly…”

Wei Ting stayed here tonight and bathed the three little ones.

The three little ones looked disgusted.

They wanted her mother to wash them.

Wei Ting said seriously, “You’ll be three years old in two months. You’re not children anymore. You can’t let your mother bathe you again.”

Xiaohu exploded. “A three-year-old is still a baby!”

Dahu tilted his head. “You wanted your mother to bathe you at seven years old.”

Wei Ting asked, “Who said that?”

Dahu said, “Great-grandma.”

Wei Ting coughed lightly. “She’s spouting nonsense. I didn’t.”

Dahu continued to expose dirt. “You even peed on the bed once when you were four years old. I stopped wetting the bed when I was two years old!” Wei Ting gritted his teeth, “That’s because I drank too much green bean soup!”

“Unfilial son… How much of your father’s dark history did you dig up!”

No matter what, Wei Ting was now an adult.

His fists were hard, so he had the final say.

In the end, the three little ones, who were two years and ten months old, were still ruthlessly stripped of their right to have their mother bathe them. They turned into three soulless salted fish and allowed their father to put them around.

When Su Xiaoxiao arrived home, the three little ones were sitting cross-legged on the bed.

They looked like three small Maitreya Buddhas.

Su Xiaoxiao asked, “What’s wrong?”

The three little ones pressed their palms together. “Amitabha.”

Su Xiaoxiao was speechless..