Chapter 407 - Chapter 407: Father and Son Fighting
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Chapter 407: Father and Son Fighting
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Su Xiaoxiao reached out and gestured for him to stop. âYou donât have to interfere. Iâll do this myself! A woman canât rely on a man!â
Heh, was she sure she didnât want to keep all the fun to herself?
Wei Ting casually took out a few banknotes. âSince women canât rely on men, the family expenses this timeâ¦â
Su Xiaoxiao took the banknote and said solemnly, âLook at you. You spend all the money you have. I have to save it for you!â
The two of them returned to Pear Blossom Lane first and gave the candied hawthorn to the three little ones.
âOne for Dahu, one for Erhu, one for Xiaohu, one for Sihu, one for grandfather, and one for Uncle. Mother wonât eat them.â
Su Xiaoxiao was on a diet and never touched candied hawthorn.
âWhereâs mine?â Wei Ting asked.
âThereâs no more,â Xiaohu said.
âSihu wonât eat it. Give it to me.â Wei Ting already knew that Sihu was that foal.
âSihu, do you want to give it to Daddy?â Xiaohu turned to look at Wei Ting.
âSihu said no.â
Wei Ting said, âIt didnât say anything.â
Xiaohu said righteously, âSihu said it, but you didnât hear him!â
âLittle brat, you just want to take the two sticks of candied hawthorn for yourself, right?â
Wei Ting teased him and insisted on eating Sihuâs stick of candied hawthorn. In the end, he successfully made Xiaohu cry.
Xiaohu lay on the ground with his butt raised high. He buried his face in his palms and cried.
âWhatâs wrong? Whatâs wrong?â Su Cheng hurriedly ran out.
Wei Ting said calmly, âDad, donât worry about him. Let him cry.â
âHow can that do?â Su Cheng said. âYou have to take medicine if you cry. Medicine is very expensive.â
Wei Ting was speechless.
Wei Ting said, âDad, Daya doesnât seem to be feeling well. Go take a look. Iâll coax Xiaohu.â
Su Cheng hesitated for a moment. âAlright, donât let Xiao Hu cry on the ground! Heâll catch a cold! Heâll cough when he feels a chill!â
Wei Ting agreed. âGot it, Dad.â
Su Cheng went to Su Xiaoxiaoâs room.
Wei Ting looked at a crying little fellow with a faint smile, picked up a small cushion, 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 cushion 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. âShopkeeper! â
Manager Wu looked around and pulled him in. He closed the door and whispered, âHow is it? Is that girl injured?â
Shopkeeper Wuâs 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 assistant said, âI donât know. That guy is gone!â
Manager Wu was shocked. âWhat?â
The shop assistant said awkwardly, âI guess⦠could he have taken our money and run away?â
Manager Wu was so angry that he slapped his forehead. âHow did you do it? The person you found is so unreliable!â
The shop assistant touched his head which was in pain from the slap and stammered, âI was just guessing⦠It might not have really failed⦠Perhapsâ¦â Manager Wu looked at the chubby figure downstairs. âEveryone is here!â
Su Xiaoxiao entered the Number One Hall and asked Du Juan, who was helping her guests get medicine, âIs Manager Sun here?â
Du Juan pointed upstairs. âIn the accounts room.â
Su Xiaoxiao thought for a moment. âGet Little Weizi to come up too.â
Du Juan said, âAlright, Boss!â
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 pass by and frowned. âDu Juan, herbs are very precious. Youâve already scattered the medicine for the third time!â Du Juan explained, âMy⦠boss asked me to call Little Weiziâ¦â
Physician Fu said, âBut you canât be flustered.â
The patientâs family urged, âAre you going to prepare the medicine? Du Juan hurriedly said, âIâll do it! Iâm sorry! Iâll get you another set!â
âDu Juan! I asked you to call Little Weizi, but you didnât?â Su Xiaoxiaoâs dissatisfied voice came from upstairs. Du Juan said aggrievedly, âI, I forgot! Iâll go now!â âHey! You havenât gotten my medicine yet!â âMine too! Weâre all waiting!â
âWeâve waited so long. Whatâs going on?â
Little Weizi went upstairs. A moment later, Little Weizi shouted downstairs, âDu Juan, make a pot of tea!â
Du Juan, who was extremely busy, was so anxious that her eyes turned red. âIâm coming!â
Du Juan was a medical assistant 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 Yingâer.
Du Juan felt wronged.
She sat alone on the threshold of the back alley and cried.
âYo, isnât 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, âDonât be afraid. Iâm not sent by Benevolence Hall. Iâve cleaned several shops. Are you short of people here?â
Du Juan sniffed and shook her head. Her voice was a little choked. âNo, Sister-in-law Cao sweeps it every day. Occasionally, Yingâer and I help do something.â
The servant asked curiously, âArenât you a medical assistant? Why are you still helping to clean?
Du Juan said, âWhen Iâm too busy, I do more work.â
The maidservantâs heart ached for her. âSigh, 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?â
âNothing?â Du Juan covered her hand with her sleeve.
The maidservant pulled Du Juanâs hand over. âAiyo, youâre scalded? Why didnât you apply some ointment? The First Hall is a big medical center after all. You wonât be stingy with some scald ointment, right? Itâll be bad if thereâs a scar on a girl. Youâre so beautiful. Youâll definitely be able to marry into a good family in the future.â
Du Juan said nothing.
âJust wait.â
The servant placed the dustpan down and entered Benevolence Hall. Not long after, she took out a box of scald cream. âHere, my nephew has used it before. It works.â
âThanks,â Du Juan whispered.
The maidservant advised, âIf youâre not happy, go somewhere else to work.
Youâre good-looking and hardworking. Where can you find work?â
Du Juan lowered her head and said, âIâm a girl who has signed a death contract. I canât leave unless I can save enough money to redeem myself⦠But thatâs a lot of money⦠I probably wonât be able to save it even if I work my entire life.â The servantâs eyes flashed. âWhat if⦠someone is willing to redeem you?â
Du Juan wiped her tears. âAunt Tong, stop joking. Who would be willing to redeem me?â
Aunt Tong patted her hand. âActually, this isnât difficult.â
At the accountantâs 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.
Creakâ
The door was pushed open.
Little Weizi walked in.
âDid the fish take the bait?â Su Xiaoxiao asked. Little Weizi chuckled. âDonât worry, Boss!â
Su Xiaoxiao grabbed another walnut.
âBenevolenceHall, I originally planned to give you three months, but who asked you to court death? Then donât blame me for closing the net in advance!
Hohohoho!â
Manager Sun muttered, âYouâre really smiling sinisterlyâ¦â
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, âYouâll be three years old in two months. Youâre not children anymore. You canât let your mother bathe you again.â
Xiaohu exploded. âA three-year-old is still a baby!â
Dahu tilted his head. âYou wanted your mother to bathe you at seven years old.â
Wei Ting asked, âWho said that?â
Dahu said, âGreat-grandma.â
Wei Ting coughed lightly. âSheâs spouting nonsense. I didnât.â
Dahu continued to expose dirt. âYou even peed on the bed once when you were four years old. I stopped wetting the bed when I was two years old!â Wei Ting gritted his teeth, âThatâs because I drank too much green bean soup!â
âUnfilial son⦠How much of your fatherâs dark history did you dig up!â
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, âWhatâs wrong?â
The three little ones pressed their palms together. âAmitabha.â
Su Xiaoxiao was speechless..