Good Fortune Arrives at the Door of a Rural Doctor's Daughter

  Qian's face fell instantly, and she glared at Lian Wuzi fiercely before turning around and entering the house. "Dad, the kids must be hungry after walking for so long. You sit down first, I'll go cook dinner." Whoever wants to go can go, anyway, she won't go.

  "This foolish woman!" Even Lao Da's beard was trembling with rage, pointing at Lian Wu's lips which were quivering for half a day. "You all don't take my words seriously, you don't listen, thinking I'm old and can't control you anymore, right? You ungrateful son——"

  "Father, what are you talking about? Son hasn't disobeyed you!" Lian Wu was also unhappy now. He had walked back and forth for half a day, getting tired for nothing. But he didn't dare to really argue with his father, so he just hummed, "Father, we saw Third Brother, he's in Wen Shu, preparing for the Imperial Examination. The Fu family is quiet in town, not like our house, where even the living quarters are cramped. According to son, why don't we let Third Brother stay there for a while?" Taking advantage of others' kindness and eating their food made Lian Wu feel a bit guilty. Thinking about Fu Qiu Lian's previous hint, if Third Brother stayed at the Fu's, wouldn't that mean they had an extra place to stay when they went to town? Just thinking about the Fu family's food made Lian Wu feel hungry!

  "Good-for-nothing, is our home lacking food or clothes? Why can't you just focus on your studies?" Even Lao Ye scolded him severely. But Lian Wu was stubborn and insisted on taking a beating, speaking nonsense and dragging his feet as if they were nailed to the ground. Finally, he spoke up with a difficult expression, "Dad, tomorrow is Master Fu's birthday, I heard it's going to be a three-day banquet... can't Third Brother just stay there for a few days?" As he spoke, Lian Wu's mouth began to water, all thinking about the delicious food, big fish and meat, making him drool!

  Lao Ye frowned, wanting to speak up, but before he could, a loud voice came from the courtyard, "Dad, dinner is ready! Tonight we have chicken and two fish, all brought by San Ge and his wife to pay their respects to you. If you don't come, those little brats won't be able to wait any longer."

  "I know, let's go." He got up with a sullen expression, glared at his own second son, and walked into the house with a gloomy face. Behind him, Lian shook her head and said, "You can't blame Dad for being like this, but why does he get more and more muddled as he gets older? The Fu family is so wealthy, and it's not good that Third Brother has a good relationship with them?"

  He had completely forgotten that before going to Fow's house, he was still muttering to Qian Shi, "The Fow family is really too much!"

  It can be seen that this person is unpredictable and changes easily.

  The main house was occupied by Lian Jia's eldest and second sons, although they had divided the family property, but first, this family had just been divided for less than two days, and secondly, the division of property was not yet complete. Li Shi and her daughter Tiantian were taken away by Fu Zhang, thirdly, the elder and younger branches did not have a good brother like Fu Zhang who could let someone help build a kitchen immediately, so nowadays these few families still eat together. Today when the dishes were served, the happiest ones were naturally the children of both families.

  The fish on the table, the meat was so tempting that even Lian Wu and his wife couldn't help but salivate secretly, let alone the few children. Six-year-old Lian Kang drooled repeatedly, looking at the adults with a pitiful expression, "Mom, this meat smells so good, when can we eat it?"

  "Okay, let's eat." Qian Shi felt a pang in her heart for her youngest son. She glanced at the door, raised her hand, and picked up a small piece of fish from the table with her chopsticks, putting it into Lian Kang's bowl. Before she even lifted her head, two soft voices chimed in, "Mom..."

  Lian Shu and Lian Qiang.

  Watching her two sons staring at her with wide eyes, Qian's heart softened. She took a deep breath and was about to pick up some fish with her chopsticks when Zhou picked up some fish meat and carefully removed the bones for Lian Bao. Seeing her younger son eating with relish, her two daughters wanted some but didn't dare ask, their eyes darting towards the fish meat. Qian almost teared up, then heard that Lian's father hadn't arrived yet. She quickly ladled some fish soup into the girls' bowls, "Be good, drink more of this soup, it's delicious."

  "Mother, I want some more." Lian Bao pulled at his mother's sleeve, licked his lips and gazed longingly at the fish on the table and the chicken leg that Qian Shi had scattered around, which was now being gnawed by Lian Kang. "Mother, I want a chicken leg..."

  "Good baby, mommy will give you something else to eat."

  There were only two chicken legs, and Lao Er's family snatched one away. Now she'll take it to Bao'er to eat, but who knows if Lao Ye will come over and scold someone?

  "I don't want it, I just want to eat chicken legs. That's what I want."

  Lian Bao was only six years old, the same age as Lian Kang. In the past, the two little guys would often fight over things when they were together. Now, seeing Lian Kang holding a chicken leg and not giving him any to eat, especially with Lian Kang making a face at him with his teeth showing, he couldn't bear it. He threw down his chopsticks and burst out crying, "I want the chicken leg! I want to eat the chicken leg!"

  That chopstick happened to hit Lian's father, who was stepping into the doorway, and he scowled, his face turning even darker. He glared as he entered the house, and at a glance, he saw Lian Kang happily gnawing on a chicken leg with both hands. Then, looking at the fish on the table, his sharp gaze turned to Qian Shi, although he didn't make a sound, but that gaze was enough to make Qian Shi feel uneasy.

  "Hey, Dad, this kid is hungry, didn't eat well at noon, haha, kids can't help but be hungry - Dad, you sit down, this is a pancake made by my wife, you eat first, I'll get you some soup." She quickly ran off, and on her back, she could still feel the intimidating gaze that made her heart skip a beat. In her mind, she couldn't help but scold, "This old man, isn't he just a chicken leg? It was me and Second Brother who carried it back from town. And besides, I didn't eat it. That's your own grandson, if you have the guts, go ahead and beat him to death. What are you glaring at me for?"

  "What are you crying about, get up!" Lian's father yelled at his son, then turned to Lian Xia with a dark face, "Look at the good son you've raised, he's so big now that he even dares to hit me, his own father."

  "Dad, it's the son's fault. You little stinker, aren't you getting up quickly? Be careful or I'll hit you." Lian Xia slapped Lian Bao on the back, although not using much force, but since it was summer and he was wearing thin clothes, Lian Bao immediately started crying, got up with a pout, and rushed into Zhou Shi's arms. "Mom, mom, dad hit me——"

  Mrs. Zhou's heart ached, but seeing the gloating look in Qian's eyes and glancing at her father's dark face, she suppressed her anger and cooed softly, "Don't cry, baby, Mom is here. Be good."

  "What's with the crying, sit down and eat." Lian Lao's gentle hum, finally picked up his chopsticks and started eating, furrowed his brow as he ate a few mouthfuls of fish, then looked at Lian Xia and said, "In the future, let your wife take care of you less, look at how well a good son has grown up, all raised into a girl."

  Zhou's face changed, but Lian Xia just smiled foolishly, "Got it, I'll remember, Dad." Zhou was so angry that her stomach hurt, this useless thing!

  Fu Jia, with a six-month belly, was busy preparing for Old Master Fu's 50th birthday tomorrow. In the midst of joyful atmosphere, she looked up and saw Lian Qingwen's gentle smile. She smiled back, her bright eyes looking at Lian Qing, while her hand gently stroked her abdomen. It was unclear whether Lian Qing preferred a daughter or a son more?

  Digression

  Strongly recommended in China, seeking collection below...