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How many of us are sincere

Author: 橙子澄澄

Source: Instadoses

Chen Xiuying was so ashamed because her husband was too far behind compared to Liu Dalin, and her big brother still spoke of it on the stage. She couldn't bear it, and also felt suffocated with anger.

Wang Shi herself had a bellyful of things to say, but dared not utter them. Her husband was imposing, and his temper was really explosive. If she said anything on her end, her husband would probably clean her up later.

Mrs. Chen, on the other hand, sat there quietly, her brows lowered and her expression wooden.

By the time Liu Dalin and Chen Xiulan returned to the hall with their well-fed children, everybody had already dispersed.

Chen Changdong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, patting his chest in fright. "I was afraid everyone was here when I first got here. Now, everything's fine. We can talk and laugh whenever we want; there's no need to worry."

Chen Xiulan couldn't help but flick Chen Changdong's forehead. "You've been naughty since childhood. Why are you worrying so much now that you're a teenager? You're like a housekeeper."

That said, everyone knew that Chen Changdong meant to lighten the mood, in case everyone was embarrassed.

However, he was thinking a bit too much. They really weren't embarrassed at all. They hadn't done anything wrong, nor had done something to be guilty of.

They sat and relaxed, to let the kids digest their food. The family didn't have their usual lunch break, so they went straight to the orchard.

The Chen family orchard wasn't far behind the village on a ridge, and occupied a small area of more than thirty acres.

It was usually tended on by the family and was barely enough to keep them busy, but when it came to picking, it was necessary to ask for help.

When the group arrived, Chen Qiming was sitting in the shade and napping against a tree trunk.

Chen Changdong casually pulled a dog's tail grass flower and quietly walked forward, ready to scratch his father's nose.

But as soon as he lifted the dog tail grass up, he received a smack on the head. "Bastard, I knew it was you!"

"Father, aren't you asleep?!" Chen Changdong lost the dog's tail and howled, clutching his head.

"There are shadows! How many tricks have you done? As long as you're home, I always have to be on guard!"

"…"

"Pfft! Hahaha!" Liu Yusheng convulsed with laughter.

"Brother, Dong is just joking. Look at that solid slap of yours." Chen Xiulan snortled.

Chen Qiming stood up, patted the dust on his pants and grinned. "He's a brat. Ever since he was a child, I don't know whose temperament he had inherited, and grew into this character! Come on, I'll show you around. There are oranges and pears in the garden that you can pick if you want. There are also chestnuts. Take some with you when you go back."

"Uncle, did the pears bear fruit this year?" Liu Yusheng asked.

"It bore fruits last year, but they were small and tasted average. This year is much better," saying that, Chen Qiming raised his hand and pointed to the east. The pale yellow fruit was hidden in a large patch of verdant green. It was extremely beautiful. "Here, that piece is ready. I'll pick a few for you to eat later. It's juicy and extra-sweet."

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