After Escaping Famine, Three-Year-Old Fu Bao Became Everyone’s Favorite

During the famine, a sack of grain was traded for a little girl. Everyone thought the family had lost their minds.

But ever since they adopted little Qingtian, it was as if their lives had be...

Chapter 482: It’s worth living like this in this life

"I was wrong. It's all my fault."

Mrs. Ye was so regretful that tears streamed down her cheeks.

She hugged Qingtian's soft little body, wishing she could rub her into her own body.

"You, really!" Elder Cen raised his hand and nodded at Mrs. Ye, "Don't ever wrongly accuse Qingtian like this again!"

Mrs. Ye pinched the purse on Qingtian's waist, then looked up at Elder Cen and said, "Grandfather, how long has it been since the Chinese New Year? When did you give Qingtian so much silver?

"She spent fifteen taels of silver on the glasses, how come she still has several more in her purse?"

When he heard that Mrs. Ye was asking about him, Mr. Cen's voice immediately lowered: "Isn't it that during the New Year and other festivals, giving the children some silver grains is a good omen!"

"Didn't you only give five lucky money? Where did you get so much?" Mrs. Ye didn't let Mr. Cen fool her. She lowered her head and asked Qingtian, "Do you remember when great-grandfather gave you the silver barley grains?"

Qingtian immediately started counting on his fingers as if he knew everything.

"I was given five lucky moneys during the Lunar New Year. Two on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, two on the second day of the second lunar month, two on the Shangsi Festival, and two on the third day of the third lunar month. Then there were the Beginning of Spring, Rain Water, Waking of Insects, Spring Equinox, and Tomb-Sweeping Day..."

Hearing that Qingtian remembered it so clearly, Elder Cen quickly interrupted and said, "I specifically asked Meng Yu to go to the silver shop to exchange them for gold. They were all engraved with auspicious words.

"Besides, our family only has one child, Qingtian. I've changed so much, who else can I give it to if not her?

"Should I give it to you two? You two are already old. If I give it to you, would you have the nerve to accept it?"

Boss Ye: “…”

Boss Ye thought to himself, I didn’t dare to say anything when things got so chaotic just now, and now that it’s over, why is it involving me?

"Grandfather, I've already told you that Sunny is the only child in the family now, and you'll easily spoil the child by doing this!

"These are not copper coins, but solid silver.

"My family used to live on less than five taels of silver a year, but you give her more than five taels a month, right?

"If you're not guilty, why are you hiding this from the child and not letting him tell me?"

"I..." Elder Cen was speechless for a moment, and after a while he said, "Qingtian is a good child. Look, she doesn't spend her money recklessly, does she?

"Aren't these all saved up to buy me a birthday gift?

"You can't find such a good child even with a lantern outside.

"What else are you not satisfied with? Why are you still scolding the child here?

"I really don't know what you're thinking."

Elder Cen grumbled for a long time, and finally used his trump card: "Isn't today a birthday celebration for me? Can't I just celebrate my birthday?

"Oh, you all make me angry. Except for Sunny, there is really no one who gives me peace of mind."

When Mrs. Ye heard Mr. Cen mention this, she immediately felt embarrassed.

The purpose was to celebrate the old man's birthday, but it ended up like this.

Mrs. Ye stood up and said, "It's all my fault. I'll take the dishes down and heat them up, and then we can eat quickly."

Meng Yu and Shi Lei hurried over to help.

While they were taking the hot dishes downstairs to heat them up, Boss Ye fetched some water for Qingtian to wash his face.

"Look at our little faces, we've cried like little kittens." Boss Ye dipped a handkerchief in water and gently wiped the tears from Qingtian's face.

He whispered to Qingtian, "My dear daughter, don't blame your mother. You are only five years old now, but you have seen so many good things and a rich life that other children may never see in their entire lives.

"Your mother is just worried that since you're still young, you might accidentally go astray and learn bad things."

"If you have any problems in the future, don't hide them from your parents, okay?"

Qingtian sat on the chair and let Boss Ye wipe his face.

Boss Ye wiped the water off her face, then took out the ointment, scraped a little on it with his fingers, and dotted it on each of her cheeks.

"Come on, apply the perfume and spread it evenly, or the wind will make your face chapped."

Qingtian dipped her little hands in the ointment on her cheeks and rubbed it on her face a few times.

After rubbing the ointment evenly, Qingtian whispered to Ye Laoda: "Every time my great-grandfather gave me silver grains, he said it was a lucky gift and I had to accept it, otherwise the blessing he gave me would be lost and taken away by others.

"Didn't my mother tell me during the Lunar New Year's money that I should take it, otherwise it would be unlucky?

"I thought it was the same as New Year's money...

"I have always kept these grains of silver in the drawer of the cabinet and never thought of spending them.

"Today, I heard from my mother that it was my great-grandfather's birthday, so I..."

"Dad knows that our Qingtian is definitely not that kind of child. Even if your great-grandfather spoils you, you won't learn bad things, right?

"After we get back to our room, Dad will talk to your mom again, okay?"

After hearing this, Qingtian quickly stopped him and said, "Dad, Mom said she knows she's wrong, don't criticize her anymore."

She thought for a moment and said, "Don't mention great-grandfather either."

Boss Ye was speechless, thinking to himself, my daughter, you think too highly of your father. Only your mother would dare to do such a thing as what your great-grandfather said. Didn’t you see that your father didn’t dare to say a word just now?

As he thought this in his mind, his eyes subconsciously glanced towards Mr. Cen.

Mr. Cen also heard the conversation between the father and daughter, so he glared at Boss Ye.

Boss Ye quickly retracted his neck and sat back at the table with Qingtian, whose face had been washed and applied with ointment.

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