Exile

46

When Su Qingbai came to the field, he found Su Qingtong was there.

Su Family's field was large, and after the property was divided, the two older brothers' fields were adjacent to his.

Su Qingbai felt a little unexpected, but he went up and greeted.

Su Qingtong naively answered him. He came early, worked fast, and had done a lot.

Su Qingbai returned to his field and grabbed the hoe in Su Lingchuan's hand. "Dad, I'll dig the pit. You can fill the ground at the back."

Madam Su threw corn seeds into the holes, filling it with Su Lingchuan.

In this way, the morning passed quickly.

Jiang Mao came very early. He came before the other people came. He was carrying a lunch box in one hand and Su Caicai in the other.

With Jiang Mao's first time being Dad and with such a small son, he was unavoidably spoiling him. He led him for a few steps and then carried him for a while. Both father and son came to the field together.

As soon as they arrived, Su Caicai shouted "Dad~" in his tender voice.

Su Caicai's voice was neither too loud nor too low. Su Qingbai heard it well.

"Qingbai―" Jiang Mao called Su Qingbai from the distance and walked over with Su Caicai in his arms.

Su Qingbai grinned at the sight of his man and son coming. He threw the hoe aside and went to welcome them.

Madam Su watched her son ran past in a somewhat inexplicable way. Su Lingchuan looked at her and sighed without explaining it to her.

Madam Su had heard about Jiang Si, who was very warm and nice. He treated the three men in her home meal while she was away, and even helped them took care of Caicai several times. She heard that he was a young youth. She was a little regretful that this person had moved in not too long ago, but she as a housewife never had the chance to meet him and thanked him in person.

In front of Jiang Mao, Su Qingbai turned casual as he took his lunch box and said, "You're here." Then he opened the lid of the wooden box and said, "Let me see what you made."

"Dad~" His Dad did not notice him for the first time; Su Caicai was unhappy and called him with his mouth pouted.

Only then Su Qingbai looked over, and the unreliable father perfunctorily said, "Is Caicai being a good boy today?"

Su Caicai turned cheerful immediately and struggled to get down from Jiang Mao's arms and ran to Su Qingbai for a hug.

"Uncle, aunt." Handing Su Caicai over to Su Qingbai, Jiang Mao greeted Su Lingchuan and Madam Su with a smile.

Madam Su looked at Jiang Mao's face. After seeing Jiang Mao's face, she was somewhat distracted. She turned to Su Lingchuan and asked, "This..." How is he looked so similar to Caicai?

Looking at the image of the man, her son, and grandson enjoying each other, Madam Su couldn't resist thinking too much.

Su Lingchuan sighed at her helplessly, and Madam Su understood that, after years of being together.

No one could accept their son's finding a man to live with. Madam Su was no exception. She felt a little emotional and wanted to say something, but saw Su Lingchuan looked gently towards the three people.

Madam Su was amazed. Did her husband know that? And he was not very conflicted?

Pressing the shock in her heart, accustomed to 'her husband, her world', she still followed up.

"Dad, Niang, sit down." Su Qingbai pulled the grass along the roadside and laid a thin straw mat.

Su Lingchuan quite naturally talked to Jiang Mao, during which Madam Su watched Jiang Mao with unblinking eyes.

"Ah~" Su Caicai had eaten at home. When he came here, before everyone had eaten, he stretched out his claws and took a few bites. After eating, he pouted at Jiang Mao.

Jiang Mao smiled and took him into his arms, wiped his mouth, and then took the water that had been prepared earlier and fed it to his mouth.

Sitting on Jiang Mao's lap, Su Caicai held the canteen and drank.

Madam Su took it all in and her heart became more complicated.

Su Qingbai opened the big box, took out the dishes one by one, placed them on the grass, and then handed a bowl to each person.

Su Qingbai had touched Su Caicai's belly, especially bulging. Supposedly Jiang Mao had fed him, but he still intentionally asked him, "Caicai, have you eaten yet?"

Su Caicai looked at Su Qingbai and shook his head, which meant that he hadn't eaten yet, holding out his little paw, asking Su Qingbai for a bowl.

Jiang Mao pulled back his little hand. "Obviously ate a lot before we came."

Su Caicai had eaten a lot, but he was such a person; gluttonous. As long as he saw others eat, whether he had eaten or not, he was hungry.

Jiang Mao was afraid he would have a bad stomach, and somewhat helplessly said, "Shall we help Daddy work the land? You can help too."

Su Qingbai looked at the father and son with interest.

Giving Su Caicai a small basket with little corn seeds left, Jiang Mao dug a hole and instructed him to throw the corn seeds in it.

Su Caicai thought about it, squatted down, and then dumped the basket into the hole, where he poured a handful of corn seeds into it, which Jiang Mao couldn't stop even if he wanted to. Su Qingbai saw and angrily said, "Su Caicai, your naughty loosen. Do you want me to tighten it for you?"

"Caicai is still small, Qingbai. Don't bicker with children." This was Su Qingtong. He had planted a row and returned.

"Er-ge?" Su Qingbai was going to call him, "I'm just about to call you. You put your tool aside and come over for a meal."

"Hmm, coming." Su Qingtong nodded, put the hoe on the ground, and came over. As he walked, he looked at Jiang Mao, amusing Su Caicai to giggle. He saw the person's appearance without saying anything.

Su Qingtong had a moment of amazement when he saw the dishes in front of him. They were plain and light, and however savory and plain yet not made by his mother's craftsmanship. Su Qingtong looked at Jiang Mao again.

Su Qingbai handed him a pair of chopsticks, and Su Qingtong took them and sat on the ground.

Four people ate.

"Qingbai, that man is..." Su Qingtong was a very direct person. While eating, he asked Su Qingbai. Su Qingbai looked up at Su Qingtong. "He's the other Dad of Caicai."

Madam Su heard it, and it was unknown why her eyes turned red. "That's a man. A man with a man, can he be good?"

Su Qingbai saw it, soothed Madam Su's back, and said, "Niang, don't be like this, he... is very good."

Su Lingchuan was the only one who didn't speak, but the meaning was obvious; no objection.

Because they talked for a while, the meal took longer.

Just after they finished eating, Su Ersao arrived late with a basket covered with coarse cloth.

At this moment, Su Qingtong already went down the field.

Su Ersao stood on the crop ridge and shouted, "Husband, I've brought you food."