Chapter 143 - Chapter 143: Chapter 141: My Arsenic, Your Honey (III) (1/2)
Chapter 143: Chapter 141: My Arsenic, Your Honey (III)
“Out there, no one will speak up for him.”
Ms. Zhao naturally wanted to speak, but before she could open her mouth, Elderly Mr. Di interrupted her.
“Don’t always think about covering for him, I know my own son. What kind of person is he? Can’t a father know? Put away your little schemes! Lest when he really causes a big trouble, even if you want to protect him, you won’t be able to.” Elderly Mr. Di spoked solemnly.
Recently, he has also come to understand many things, especially regarding the issues of his children. After what happened with Third Son, he has become more open-minded.
Ms. Zhao moved her mouth, but in the end, she didn’t say a word.
Elderly Mr. Di casually wrapped himself in the thin quilt and closed his eyes to rest.
“By the way, I almost forgot to ask you.”
Elderly Mr. Di suddenly remembered something else and casually asked Ms. Zhao: “Didn’t you say you had already notified the two sons-in-law? Have they responded yet?”
Upon mentioning this, Ms. Zhao couldn’t help but put down the large needle. She looked carefully at the shoe sole in front of the oil lamp for a while, before shaking her head to answer him.
“I had sent someone to notify them long ago, but no news had come back. The other day, didn’t Ruo Ning bring news back that she’s pregnant again? She also mentioned hoping this time it’d be a girl, to have a perfect pair of a son and daughter.”
As soon as Di Ruoning was mentioned, Ms. Zhao was immediately pleased!
No wonder, Di Ruoning may have been born to her and her previous deadbeat husband, but since Ruo Ning was a posthumous child, when she left the deadbeat’s house and married into the Di family, Ruo Ning naturally became a liability and was brought into the Di family.
But Ruo Ning was promising. Not only was she a cute child, but she also gave birth to three sons after getting married. She took great care of her husband, making him obedient and respectful.
The only downside was that she didn’t have a daughter to chat with.
When she found out she was pregnant again, Ruo Ning was ecstatic– she relayed early through others that this child would definitely be a daughter.
“Hmm! They are currently busy with the autumn harvest, and it’s understandable they couldn’t get away.”
The voice of Elderly Mr. Di slowly arrived.
However, a sense of bleakness could be deciphered in his words, which Ms. Zhao, who had been together with him for so many years, naturally understood.
Nowadays, indeed, every family was busy with the autumn harvest. But the Di family didn’t have much land. Since Di Yelei and Elderly Mr. Di were both hardworking, the Di family’s annual harvest was easier. They didn’t need to worry much– they could collect all the crops from their land within two or three days.
“Even if they can come back, what difference does it make? Ruo Ning is still pregnant. As for whether Xiaolan will come back… I really can’t be certain.”
Di Xiaolan is Elderly Mr. Di’s eldest daughter born to his ex-wife. She has been married off long ago. She herself is a grandmother now, how could she just leave?
“Old man, you know… the Liu Family’s Mansion, which is the maternal home of the Third Son’s wife, isn’t far from Ruo Ning’s, right? It’s been almost four months since Liu Sisi got married and came here, but her family hasn’t visited once. Could there be… something wrong?”
Ms. Zhao stopped the movement of pulling the thread in her hand, and her whole body fell silent. She seemed to be lost in her thoughts.
“What could be the matter? A married daughter is like splashed water! Do you still expect her family to worry about her every day? Go to sleep!”
Elderly Mr. Di, impatient, turned and closed his eyes facing the outside, and gradually there was no sound.
It was clear that he was asleep.
“I knew it, you’re always thinking about the children she bore for you. Over the years that I’ve been married to you, it’s as if I’ve warmed a stone. But in your heart, you’ve only ever had her! Do I really fall so short compared to her?”
Ms. Zhao’s voice resonated in the darkness of the night, but no one answered.
On the Di family’s side.
“Sisi, my Sisi, you are so sweet, so beautiful…”