I Transmigrated Into A Divorce And Remarried A Hunter Husband Chapter 404: Chapter 402

Chapter 404: Chapter 402

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Han Qiao snorted coldly.

Heng Yi whispered to Ah-Yao, “Your mother didn’t beat you, but you’re already giving up?”

Ah-Yao didn’t speak.

“Heng Yao,” Han Qiao said in a deep voice, “Why don’t you say that you wasted the food?”

Ah-Yao pouted.

And tears flowed out again from his eyes.

Heng Yi coaxed him in a soft voice, “It’s okay now, don’t cry anymore. Your eyes will be swollen if you keep crying.”

“Mother is bad!” Ah-Yao’s mouth was flattened into a thin line.

He huddled into Heng Yi’s arms and cried desolately.

Heng Yi had no choice.

On one side was his beloved wife, and on the other was his son who both had him in the palm of their hands. He was in a dilemma.

He held his precious son and continued to comfort him.

He tried to reason with him, telling him that food was hard to come by and that it was wrong for him to throw the bowl in his temper.

“The main thing is that you were playing tricks on Mother and Father. What’s worse, you use this to achieve your own goals.”

“Mother and Father love you and give you the best, but what about you? How did you treat your parents?”

Ah-Yao pouted.

He was big enough to understand that his father was criticizing him.

“Father is bad too.”

Heng Yi was stunned.

What was wrong with him?

Han Qiao laughed out loud in fondness, “You little brat.”

She smiled and went to freshen up.

Heng Yi wanted to continue coaxing his son, but Ah-Yao ignored him and called for Pucao at the top of his voice.

Pucao came in with water to wash his feet.

She was was.h.i.+ng his tiny feet as usual, but suddenly, Pucao covered her mouth, turned her face to the side, and vomited.

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Ah-Yao was stunned.

He slowly raised his foot and smelled it.

It doesn’t smell that bad, does it?

He washed his feet every day and changed his socks every day…

Han Qiao glanced at Pucao and smiled. She then told her to go see Doctor Miao.

She also let Cui Guo go with her to take care of Pucao.

Han Qiao knelt to wipe Ah-Yao’s feet.

Ah-Yao kicked his feet under Han Qiao’s nose, and shouted, “Mother, smell it!”

“It stinks,”

Ah-Yao looked at Han Qiao and then at his father. He then burst into tears.

He had never expected that his feet would stink even after was.h.i.+ng them every day.

He was so upset that he climbed on the bed on his own and continued to cry.

It was a sad cry.

Heng Yi went to comfort him, and he stretched out his feet too. “Look. Father’s feet also stink.”

Heng Yi hugged him, “Ah-Yao’s feet don’t stink.”

“Liar.” Ah-Yao was even sadder.

Aunt Pucao vomited from the smell, and Mother also said it was smelly.

The more the child thought about it, the sadder he felt.

He was not a clean boy anymore.

Tired from all the crying, he sobbed and fell asleep. But then he suddenly sat up and hugged his feet to sniff them.

Han Qiao was laughing hysterically at the side. She then asked someone to ask He Cheng if he was coming back to sleep tonight.

A servant girl came back quickly and said, “Second Young Master said he wanted to sleep with Third Young Lady and won’t be coming back tonight.”

Knowing He Cheng was sleeping with Sun Ke, Han Qiao was at ease.

Sun Ke was young, but she was sensible and capable.

“Let the night watch maids be more careful, lest the two children kick the quilt and freeze.”

“Yes, Madam.”

Han Qiao looked at Ah-Yao who was not sleeping well, turning and tossing around the bed.

“He’s still young, it’ll be easier to teach him when he’s older.” Heng Yi tried to persuade Han Qiao.

“He’s young, but he’s smart. Too smart I’m afraid…” Han Qiao stretched out her hand to cover Ah-Yao with the quilt.

“I was pregnant with this child in the tenth month last year. I am not willing to criticize him, but he is too smart for a child his age. I am worried that people with ulterior motives will take advantage of him…”

It would be easy for such a small child to be led astray down the wrong path but by bit.

“It’s hard to choose who will serve Ah-Yao with Pucao being pregnant…”

Han Qiao exhaled softly, “If possible, I would like to take him to endure hards.h.i.+ps. I know that everything in the world is hard-won and that he can’t waste it as he pleases.”

This was only the beginning. He already knew how to use his parent’s love to his advantage at such a young age…

Unfortunately, he had yet to understand that there was going to be someone better..