After a busy day, it had turned the evening. Su Qingbai still had some work to do.
At that time, his mother came to deliver his meal while holding Su Caicai in her arms.
"I'll go call your Da-ge!" Madam Su said.
Su Qingbai quickly stopped his mother. "No need, I'll finish it right away. No need to call Da-ge." Taking the basket in his mother's hand, Su Qingbai took Su Caicai in her arms, kissed his lips twice before returning him back.
"Niang, it's getting dark. Take Caicai back with you. I'll be back in a moment."
He was afraid his mother's little feet would not withstand long-standing because Su Caicai was so heavy. She'd better hurried back.
Madam Su nodded anxiously, told him a few words, and left with Su Caicai in her arms.
When Madam Su left, he was the only one left in the field. Su Qingbai felt much cooler when the evening breeze blew, and he continued to cut cornstalks with his sickle.
Jiang Mao watched Su Qingbai waving his sickle. It was almost dark and he had not returned home yet. It was obvious that he had worked for the whole day.
"You, how did you find this place?" Su Qingbai was surprised to see Jiang Mao. He had wanted to wait a few days for Jiang Mao to be less angry before he went to see him. He didn't expect Jiang Mao to come here.
In the distance, Hu Hong took out a broken piece of silver and thanked the person who brought them to the field.
"You come here for a bit!" Jiang Mao said.
Su Qingbai hesitated. "Could you wait for me for a minute? I've got to finish this job and then let's find a place to talk properly."
As if Jiang Mao had not heard, he looked at Hu Hong and said, "You handle the things here." Then he took Su Qingbai's hand and went into the cornfield not far away.
Su Qingbai followed him in, and he just thought of the wording to speak to Jiang Mao, but he was blocked by Jiang Mao's lips.
Su Qingbai was very tactful. He embraced Jiang Mao's neck with both hands.
Jiang Mao let Su Qingbai go after who knew how long they had been kissing. He said, "I didn't like children, but last night I thought about it all night... for you, I can bear his existence."
Su Qingbai was delighted to hear that. This meant Jiang Mao accepted?
Seeing his happiness like that, Jiang Mao intentionally made a vicious appearance on his face. "Only once, you can't hide anything from me in the future."
Almost without thinking about it, Su Qingbai nodded his head. He didn't have to be separated from Jiang Mao and didn't have to expose the unspeakable secret.
Su Qingbai did not have the slightest awareness that with a man, he could have a child the first time, and so the second time.
"Are you accepting Caicai?"
"Who?" Jiang Mao was stunned to hear him say so.
Su Qingbai explained, "My son, Su Caicai."
Caicai? What's with the name?
Jiang Mao looked at Su Qingbai and felt a little pity for the child. It seemed that Su Qingbai spent most of his time either in town or in the field, and had little time to care for the child.
But that pity was fleeting, just like as fast it came, as fast it went.
Su Qingbai was so excited that he needed to do something to calm down.
Jiang Mao was about to talk to Su Qingbai about his return to the capital when he suddenly noticed Su Qingbai's eyes shining and then jumping at him like a hungry wolf. Su Qingbai was extraordinarily energetic in a flash, throwing him to the ground and pouncing on him like prey.
"Jiang Mao Jiang Mao, I'm so happy." He had been worried about it, but it was settled just like that.
Afterward, he wanted to take Jiang Mao's clothes off.
Jiang Mao couldn't say what he wanted to say. Jiang Mao grabbed Su Qingbai's waist and restrained him.
Su Qingbai blinked at him. He delivered himself at the door, but Jiang Mao was all silent.
Jiang Mao swallowed his saliva as he watched as such and aggressive Su Qingbai and held back. "I'm here to say goodbye to you today. There's something urgent in the capital that I have to leave right away."
Su Qingbai looked at him. They had just made up and Jiang Mao was leaving.
Su Qingbai felt a little reluctant, looked at him, and bit his lip. "Once, there is still time."
Jiang Mao couldn't resist eating the meat delivered to his door. Hmm―― pad his stomach first.
It was not known how long, but by the time Jiang Mao came out, it was already dark.
Hu Hong and several people were waiting there. Seeing Jiang Mao came out alone, he asked, "Where is Su Gongzi?"
What about Su Qingbai?
Su Qingbai was holding the corn stalk in one hand and his waist in the other.
By the time Su Qingbai revived and came out, Jiang Mao had already left.
When he came to the field, the corn stalks had been cut down, and two sickles were laid aside neatly.
Su Qingbai, full of spring, picked up his sickle and went back.
There was also a basket of food at the side.
Back home, Su Lingchuan was still in bed, tired.
Looking at Su Qingbai as couldn't even stand straight, Madam Su knew he was tired after a day's work. She took the sickle and basket in his hands and said, "Are you tired? Niang helped you heat the water. You wash up and go rest quickly."
Su Qingbai smiled and agreed.
The bathtub at home was once made by people to worship their ancestors before their family had not declined.
Su Qingbai had just entered the bathtub and sat down. He's in a great state of comfort.
Suddenly, his mother called him from the kitchen.
Then, before Su Qingbai came to react, Madam Su rushed over.
Su Qingbai shrank into the bathtub. His neck was full of teeth marks, gnawed by Jiang Mao. "Niang, what happened?"
"Qingbai, is this yours? What's in this purse?" It looked like a pretty purse fastened with a dead knot.
Su Qingbai untied it after a long time. He opened it and saw a lot of silver tickets. Suddenly he knew what was going on. He knew the purse very well. Jiang Mao's purse was almost the same style.
Although Jiang Mao was kind, he didn't say anything about this to him. It was totally giving him something to quarrel with.
"Nothing, Niang."
Madam Su didn't believe him and try to look.
Su Qingbai had to say, "Niang, I'm taking a bath. Wait a minute until I'm done with it."
By the time Su Qingbai went out, the silver tickets had been hidden by him.
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