Reborn as Tycoon's Wife in the Countryside-Chapter 510 - 403 Memory Blank_3

Dabao inwardly despised his uncle, thinking his uncle wasn’t really looking to get some fresh air but to hug her and hide away from grandma’s idle gossip.

"Mom, why are you picking at big brother’s scabs?" Xiaofeng sighed, "Didn’t you also fail to realize back then that she was a swindler?"

"Ah, this is also my fault. Dreaming of a wife falling from the sky, I never stopped to think how such good luck could be possible," He Ximei sighed.

At lunchtime, brothers Wu Yifan and Ershun came over.

Since learning of Xiaofeng’s return from the Imperial Capital, Yifan had been coming over particularly often, and the look in his eyes when he saw Xiaofeng had gradually begun to change.

"Yifan, Ershun, you’re here," He Ximei said, seeing them arrive, and quickly got up, "You’ve come at the perfect time, we’re having braised pork today, stay and have some food before you go."

"Auntie, we won’t be polite then," Ershun said as he slipped into the kitchen to help stoke the fire.

His fire-making skills had now reached a masterful level. Just with a small spark in the stove, he guaranteed to get a roaring fire going in no time, without any need for matches.

Yifan took Erbao from Xiaofeng’s hands and suggested, "Can we go outside for a walk?"

"Sure," Xiaofeng nodded.

Wu Yifan was now recovering impressively well and had started to look a bit more filled out. The healthy look on him added to his mature masculine allure.

Wu Yifan carried Erbao upright, and Xiaofeng walked beside him. At a glance, they looked just like a family of three.

"Xiaofeng, Doctor Ye is my benefactor, and now that he’s gone, I feel very heartbroken. He was my benefactor, and I absolutely wouldn’t do something like taking away someone’s wife and child. I just want to say that if you ever face any difficulties in the future, you must tell me, and I will do my utmost to help," he said.

Wu Yifan understood his own feelings; he harbored feelings of admiration for Xiaofeng. It was impossible before because Doctor Ye was his benefactor, the man who had saved his life, so he definitely couldn’t reveal these feelings of admiration.

But now that Doctor Ye was gone, it was even less possible for him.

"Thank you," Xiaofeng actually wanted to say, make me your younger sister, but seeing as he was actually older than her, being her younger brother was definitely unrealistic: "If I encounter any trouble in the future and need to bother you, I will."

"When are you heading back to the Imperial Capital?" Yifan held back the words that were on the tip of his tongue about taking care of her and asked softly.

"I’ll see how it goes," Xiaofeng looked up at the sky, "But I won’t stay at home for too long since I have business there."

"Why do you need to work so hard?" Yifan looked at her, "With your talents, you could totally get a job in an office."

"I’ve got kids to raise, how can I not work hard?" Xiaofeng thought of her son and daughter, "I heard you’ve been making good progress recently."

"It’s just so-so," Wu Yifan stopped walking, "Xiaofeng, you still have them. Life is so long; you must go and find your own happiness."

Doctor Ye might be gone, but that didn’t mean there weren’t other good men out there; Xiaofeng was still so young.

"Your serious expression is scaring me," Xiaofeng said, taking Erbao as she looked at his earnest face, "It hasn’t been long since Ye Cheng passed, and now you’re bringing up this topic with me, isn’t that a bit disrespectful to him?"

Embarrassment flashed across Wu Yifan’s face, "Sorry, I just wanted to encourage you to move on as soon as possible."

"Feelings are hard to describe clearly. When you encounter them, some things just happen naturally. And if you don’t meet someone, living just the three of us is also pretty good. You’re not getting any younger either, so if you find someone suitable, you should hurry up and get married."

"Rushing into marriage isn’t necessary," Wu Yifan felt some aversion to others talking to him about marriage: "Just like you said, if I encounter the right person, marriage will come naturally."

After chatting for a while, they headed back home.

He Ximei had already prepared the meal and was calling everyone to come eat.

After eating, Xiaofeng and Su Peng decided to make a trip back to Lihua Village.

"Xiaofeng," when passing through the town, Qiu Dayong stopped Xiaofeng: "My family’s peaches have had another bumper harvest this year. Do you still want some?"

"Of course, I want them." Xiaofeng got out of the car and went with Qiu Dayong to his mountain to see that this year’s peach harvest was significantly larger than last year’s: "Uncle Qiu, I’ll have someone contact you later; they will come to pick them up."

"I hear you’re doing quite well in business now," Qiu Dayong scratched his head.

"Are you also interested in joining in, Uncle Qiu?" Xiaofeng laughed, seeing his embarrassed look.

"No, I heard that you need a large amount of chili peppers every year. I was thinking, could I establish a partnership with you where I provide raw materials on a regular basis? After all, collecting them individually is quite the task, don’t you think?"

"Uncle Qiu, you are a man with vision," Xiaofeng didn’t reject Qiu Dayong’s proposition: "Of course we can, but only if it meets our standards. If it doesn’t, there’s nothing I can do."

"I understand, of course," Qiu Dayong smiled naively.

When they returned to Lihua Village, it was already the afternoon.

Xiaofeng was now considered wealthy in the village, so naturally, many villagers came forward to curry favor when she returned.

"Xiaofeng, you’ve come back at just the right time," Su Guisheng had been very displeased with Su Wenqing these past few days and began to complain as soon as he saw Xiaofeng returning: "Wenqing is just too nice, recruiting all kinds of people into the factory. Can Su Changgeng even be put to use?"

"He doesn’t think about how Su Changgeng’s family treated you in the past. If it weren’t for his daughter Xiaotao scheming against you, would you have had a child out of wedlock? Wenqing must have been kicked in the head by a donkey. Of all people, he employs Su Changgeng."

Su Guisheng genuinely believed that Su Wenqing had been kicked in the head by a donkey.

And who was Su Changgeng? He was Su Xiaotao’s father.

"Xiaofeng," Su Wenqing happened to come by: "I didn’t have any other intentions in employing Su Changgeng. I just think their family is pretty pitiful these days, and besides, Su Changgeng is really good at his work, so I let him in."

Su Wenqing had never employed Su Changgeng, but as the days of everyone in the village improved, in comparison, Su Changgeng’s family’s situation was getting worse day by day, which evoked in him a sense of compassion.

"Wenqing, your words are quite something," Su Guisheng snorted coldly: "My elder brother was poor too once, but who had pity for him? Now you pity this Su Changgeng, but how about remembering the past?"

Having said those words and receiving the glare from Xiaofeng, Su Guisheng felt somewhat guilty and lowered his head.

But his situation was different from Su Changgeng’s, after all; he and his older brother were blood brothers, connected at the bone and tied at the tendon.