"I didn't mean that..." Haiyue felt embarrassed, not wanting Haitang to misunderstand her.
"I understand, sister." Haitang held her hand.
After eating in the morning, Haitang packed up her parcel, took Haiyue, hugged Tiantian, said goodbye to her father, and was about to return to Qiaotou Village.
Seeing his two daughters leaving, the father naturally shed tears.
Unexpectedly, the stepmother also started crying, looking like she couldn't bear to leave.
It was thundering but not raining, and a few drops of water were squeezed out.
The one who cried the most was the stepmother’s fat son.
Neighbors who didn't know it thought they looked at her and saw that although they had the same father and mother, they had a deep love for each other and cried to death.
"Why are you crying so sadly?" The stepmother looked at her fat son in confusion. He didn't seem to be the kind of person who understands the difference between life and death. Moreover, he only saw Haitang once and couldn't talk about any feelings, so why was he crying?
"She's gone, and I won't be able to eat meat anymore..." The fat son became more and more sad as he spoke, and tears fell out like beads...
Hearing this made the stepmother dumbfounded. Just don't let Haitang hear it and send this Buddha away...
Haitang, Haiyue, and He Tiantian hired a carriage and rushed all the way to Qiaotou Village.
After Haitang left, the stepmother quickly brought a stool to Lao Bai, put a cushion on it, and placed it under Lao Bai's buttocks.
This was the first time since she got married that she had done something so attentive and thoughtful.
"We bought so much furniture and spent a lot of copper coins, right? I'm afraid the copper coins are not even enough. I guess we need silver..." the stepmother said tentatively.
"Yes, if it weren't for Haitang, there wouldn't be any of this." Lao Bai said with emotion.
"Indeed, indeed, why didn't I realize before that Haitang is so promising and can marry such a good man?" The stepmother also took the initiative to bring tea to Haitang's father.
"Begonia is successful not because of who she married, but because of herself." Lao Bai corrected his stepmother.
"Yes, yes, she is a strong woman, a heroine, a hero among women. Lao Bai, how much did she leave you?" Of course the stepmother was referring to money.
When money is mentioned, not only the eyes light up, but also the whole body is filled with passion and power.
"Not a single copper!" Lao Bai looked at her angrily, why did she only have money in her eyes? Is money really that important?
More important than affection?
"Don't be angry, don't be angry. I just asked, and I didn't say it would cost anything. It's just that we still need money to buy seeds in the spring..." The stepmother quickly gave Father Haitang a pat on the back.
She remembered that she was right when she saw the twenty-two large ingots of silver. Even if she didn't give them all, she should have given a lot. She didn't believe that Haitang didn't feel sorry for her father, and she didn't believe that she couldn't find it at home...
"If you plant flowers and plants in spring, plant less food. Just have enough to eat," said Haitang's father.
"What, you don't grow food? Then who will feed us? We have been growing food for generations. This land can be used for other purposes. Stop talking nonsense! Don't follow other people's ways! You are so stupid!" said the stepmother!
Object immediately.
"Haitang asked me to grow it, can she still harm me?" Haitang's father asked back.
"It's Begonia, then maybe it's reliable..." The stepmother immediately changed her mind and stopped adding anything else.
That's fine. If you don't farm, you won't be so tired. If you lose money when planting flowers and grass, someone will take care of it. I don't believe Haitang can care whether his father is well fed or warmly clothed.