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Chapter 64: Chapter 64: Forget About It

Translator: 549690339

Xiaomai Qiao left her home and ran up the hill.

After making sure nobody was around, she clenched her lips, raised her foot and forcefully kicked the black locust tree next to her, as big as a bowl.

With a “crack” sound, the black locust tree broke off from where she had kicked, falling over in the opposite direction.

The trees on the hill were lush and close to each other, and the toppled black locust was stopped by the other trees, preventing it from falling completely to the ground.

She expressionlessly took out a mountain axe from nowhere, wielded it with both hands, and fiercely chopped at the black locust tree.

The dull sound of the axe hitting the tree echoed, and a quarter of an hour later, several uneven chunks of the black locust tree had fallen to the ground.

Gazing at the pile of fallen black locust tree chunks, the fire in her heart finally found a way to vent.

She then took out a stool from nowhere, and sat on it, panting heavily.

When her emotions had fully subsided, her facial expression returned to normal. She put the axe and stool away, then went to a spot where the wild grass was lush to start cutting it.

Let’s now turn to Qiao Changshun back at home.

Xiaomai Qiao’s sullen departure only deepened his already sinking mood.

Due to his previous foolish filial piety, his wife had run away.

And his daughter had developed a negative impression of marriage.

It was all his fault!

While he was stuck in these difficult thoughts, his always quiet son Dami Qiao finally spoke up, “Dad, 1 don’t want sister to get married.”

“Why?” Qiao Changshun looked at his son in surprise.

“I can’t bear to let sister go. Besides, mom’s now gone to earn money. If sister gets married too, it’ll just be the two of us left.” With black and white clear eyes, Dami Qiao was earnestly expressing his reasons.

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The words tugged at Changshun Qiao’s heartstrings.

He sighed deeply, nodded, and said, “All right, we won’t rush your sister to get married, then.”

The whole thing with Zhuang Luhe must have left a shadow on Xiaomai Qiao. It’s normal for her to feel apprehensive and resistant towards the idea of marriage now.

Besides, with Zhuang Luhe gone, Xiaomai Qiao must be grieving. The three of them are all each other has now. If Xiaomai Qiao were to get married and leave, it would just be him and Dami Qiao left.

When Xiaomai Qiao returned, Qiao Changshun was there, ready to apologize, “1 was wrong, if you don’t want to get married, then don’t.”

Seeing the change in his attitude, Xiaomai Qiao was puzzled, “You’re not rushing me anymore?”

“No, I’m not. It’s just the three of us left in our family, I don’t want you to get married too soon. Whenever you feel ready to get married, you can.”

Xiaomai Qiao responded with a long “oh”, understanding his point.

A smile then spread across her young face, “I also can’t bear to be apart from dad and Dami.”

Hearing this, Changshun Qiao felt relieved. A smile appeared on his usually wrinkled face and he rubbed his hands, asking, “You must be tired from your trip up the mountain, what would you like to eat? I’ll cook it.”

Before Xiaomai Qiao could answer, Dami Qiao cut in, “Dad, your cooking isn’t as good as sister’s. 1 want Brewed Snail.”

He had already washed the snails and readied them!

Seeing the hopeful look in his brother’s eyes, Xiaomai Qiao’s smile broadened, “Okay, we’ll have Brewed Snail for lunch.”

“I’ll start the fire!” Dami Qiao immediately volunteered, “I’ll learn to make Brewed Snail too. Once I’ve learned, I’ll cook it for dad and sister!”

“You little one.” Xiaomai Qiao ruffled his hair, “Just stick to starting the fire.”

“Then 1 will learn.” Changsun Qiao replied.

Now that he couldn’t work in the fields or climb the mountains, he was supposed to take over the kitchen duties anyway.

Xiaomai Qiao nodded, “Alright.”

Sometimes, she also wanted to be lazy. Having Changsun Qiao cook would be convenient..

This content is taken from (f)reewe(b)novel.𝗰𝗼𝐦

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