Exile

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Jiang Mao followed his memory and soon came to "Su Qingbai's house".

Taking into consideration of Su Qingbai's apprehension, Jiang Mao hesitated to knock on the door and wait near Su Qingbai's house entrance.

Jiang Mao waited for half a day without seeing the person he was waiting for. He found a ten-year-old boy in the village. "Do you know Su Qingbai?"

For the sake of a piece of silver, the dignified and strong-looking boy nodded his head very straightforwardly. "Uncle Qingbai, I know."

After Jiang Mao entrusted him with a request, the boy ran away and came back later. He said to Jiang Mao, "Sixth Grandpa said that Uncle Qingbai is not at home. He went to the county today."

Su Lingchuan was in sixth in the line with brothers, and Sixth Grandpa meant him.

Jiang Mao did not wait any longer. He found a house to live in the village.

Su Qingbai couldn't grow vegetables because of the cold weather, so he had to find another way out. Su Qingbai had known many people, especially the stall owners who set up stalls with him.

When Su Qingbai heard that an old stall owner with a good business was getting old and wanted to stop and transfer the stall, he went to the owner's door and told the stall owner that he would take over the stall owner's business with a little money.

These days, he went to learn culinary with the old stall owner. It was not difficult to make noodles as the saying went. After a few days of learning, Su Qingbai almost mastered it.

When he came back in the evening, Madam Su was bathing Su Caicai. Su Qingbai said, "Niang, I just washed him yesterday. Why are you washing him again today? Won't he catch a cold in this cold day?"

Madam Su was in a better mood now. She patted Su Caicai's twisting little butt and said, "This little thing went out to play this afternoon and fell into a puddle on the road in front of the door."

Su Qingbai took over Su Caicai's bathing and said, "Niang, you go and rest, I'll do it."

When Su Caicai saw his Dad coming, he behaved more appropriately. Although he was young, he knew in his heart that Grandma was always reluctant to beat him, but not his Dad.

Quickly after washing, Su Qingbai took the sleek Su Caicai to bed and stuffed him into the bedding. Once he saw the dirty clothes beside it, he went to wash it.

Su Caicai's clothes were not much bigger than his palms, they were easy to wash. He would be finished in a few minutes.

These days Su Qingbai learned culinary without much effort and was not tired at all. After washing clothes, Su Qingbai was idle, he grabbed several melon seeds his mother had planted last year and sat at the door, cracking seeds between his teeth. The seeds were shelved for a long time, they were a little wet.

When he finished cracking all the melon seeds, Su Caicai was already asleep. As Su Qingbai thought of the small puddle in front of the door, he had an idea. He pulled a cart of dirt and planned to fill all the puddles within a few meters of his door. His child grew up slowly, and it would be convenient for him to play later.

Pulling a cart and holding a shovel, Su Qingbai went busy.

After a while, it was dark.

"Qingbai, come back soon. If you can't finish it, do it tomorrow." His mother held Er-ge's baby in her arms and shouted at the door.

The baby, named Su Rui, was a beautiful little one, lying in Madam Su's arms. She was a very good girl.

"Niang, you take Little Rui and go back quickly. I'll finish it in a minute."

Madam Su had to stop and go back with the baby in her arms.

Madam Su returned, leaving Su Qingbai alone in the village street.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up and Su Qingbai stopped.

Su Qingbai wondered if it was his illusion, but he seemed to hear someone laughing at that moment. It was even loud.

Su Qingbai's scalp went numb. He wouldn't encounter any unclean things, would he?

The next moment, Su Qingbai was taken into that thing's arms.

Su Qingbai twisted to resist, but turned around and smelled something familiar.

"Jiang Mao? Is that you?"

Jiang Mao's answer was a lingering kiss.

When Su Qingbai came home, he was informed by the family he had just rented the house moment ago.

"I miss you. I miss you so much."

Su Qingbai was shocked when he was suddenly kissed, but being in the village, thinking of so many houses around him and was likely to be seen, Su Qingbai felt very excited, but still did not kiss back.

Jiang Mao had to let go of him. He looked at Su Qingbai, and his heart felt suffocated. He did not see his wife's face for half a year, and it was very hard to meet him, even kisses and hugs were not allowed.

Su Qingbai had just embraced him and naturally felt that there was a very strong sense of the little brother under Jiang Mao. Jiang Mao looked at him so pitifully that Su Qingbai did not have the heart to refuse him. After thinking about it, Su Qingbai gritted his teeth, threw all the tools on the cart, and pulled it back home. "I'll take it home. You wait here for me. I'll come out later."

Jiang Mao nodded satisfactorily, but the next moment he looked at Su Qingbai's departure direction, his face changed instantly.

Su Qingbai pulled the cart and walked into the little kid's house today.

Su Qingbai came out soon, and Jiang Mao heard him shout, "Niang, you remember to close the door. I will not come back tonight; I went out with my friend."

Su Qingbai was wiping his hand in annoyance. He would not stay at home tonight, so he took Su Caicai to Madam Su's room. During that time, he took Su Caicai to piss. The little brat didn't piss properly; his piss went askew and sprayed on his hand.

"Let's go!" Coming up to Jiang Mao, Su Qingbai called to him and found nothing unusual about Jiang Mao.

Jiang Mao thought about many things in this short time. Their first time, the child's age, and what happened to the child this afternoon in Su Family. The child sounded like he had a freakish origin. Jiang Mao's eyes sparkled. Instead of walking with Su Qingbai, he said, "Right, I haven't seen your son yet? Bring him over."

Su Qingbai laughed straight; actually the laugh was like a fish out of water. "Looking for him?" Seeing Jiang Mao nodded, Su Qingbai said, "He's asleep." After hesitating, he said tentatively, "Don't you... dislike him?"