"Qingqing, what do you like most?"

"Mu Lige!"

In the moonless night, two dark figures, illuminated by a dim light, slowly walked along a country road. Singer Mu Li, holding a lantern, spoke cheerfully to the woman beside him.

"What about Mu Lige?"

Mu Lige's eyebrows were curved, and she looked at Hua Qingcheng, who was holding half a watermelon, with a gentle face.

Hua Qingcheng stopped in her tracks when she heard that, looked up at the misty night sky, and then smiled at the person beside her.

"Of course, it means having endless food to eat, endless money to spend, and not being bullied by anyone."

It was the first time that Mu Lige heard someone talk about love of money so bluntly, but he did not feel it was vulgar at all. Instead, he thought his young wife was adorable for her straightforwardness.

If she had been a deity, she would have been poor and unwelcome. If she had been a fairy, she would have been miserable and downtrodden. If she had been a ghost, she would have been without family and no incense to worship.

It seems that he has to work harder to make money. In addition to supporting the tens of thousands of people under him, he, Su Mulige, also has to pamper his young wife. Mulige secretly made up his mind.

"Brother Li, what about you?"

Hua Qingcheng changed from holding the wooden basin with both hands to holding it with one hand, leaving her right hand free to hold Mu Lige's left hand that was not holding the lantern.

Faced with the sudden tenderness, Mu Lige held Hua Qingcheng's small hand in his strong and firm palm. Tightening his grip on the tender hand, Mu Lige suppressed the joy on his face and answered seriously and solemnly:

"A tree wishes to be still, but the wind does not stop; a son wishes to support his parents, but they are no longer around. Of course, we should be a whole family, and then be filial to our mother and father."

Facing this humble and filial doctor, Hua Qingcheng felt both moved and guilty. This was probably how a son should treat his parents!

"Thank you, Brother Li!"

Hua Qingcheng raised the hand that was holding Mu Lige's and kissed the back of his hand.

Mu Lige felt sweet in his heart, and he also placed Hua Qingcheng's hand under his lips and kissed her:

"We are husband and wife, there's no need to distinguish between you and me. Your mother and father are naturally my mother and father as well. It's my duty to be filial to them!"

Not to mention the favors Ye Maochun and Hua Rongsheng had shown him, the fact that they gave birth to Hua Qingcheng was the greatest favor he had ever received. After all, without the original Hua Qingcheng, there would be no young wife for him. Whether out of gratitude or guilt for his young wife occupying someone else's daughter's body, Su Mulige would treat Hua's mother and father well.

No matter how long the road is, it will eventually come to an end. Hua Qingcheng and Mu Lige walked for about a quarter of an hour in the dark and arrived at the residence of Hua's mother and father.

“Knock knock knock~”

Around midnight, Mu Lige knocked on the door of the Hua family.

"Qingcheng, Lige, why are you here so late?"

Seeing his daughter and her husband coming, Hua's father Ye Maochun hurriedly welcomed them into the main hall.

"My wife went up the mountain and brought back a very sweet melon. I brought some for Mom and Dad to try."

Mu Lige felt a little warm in her heart as she looked at Hua's father who was diligently pouring water for them.

"Dad, what are you busy with?"

Hua Qingcheng saw the pile of white cotton scraps on the table by Hua's father and asked curiously.

"Come, Li Ge, have a glass of water."

After Hua's father handed a glass of water to Mu Lige, he placed another glass of water on the table in front of his daughter. Seeing Hua Qingcheng staring at the cloth on the table in a daze, Ye Maochun couldn't help but pull her ear angrily.

"Of course I'm making diapers for your future children! I've already made a lot of little clothes, and now I'm going to make some more diapers."

“Cough cough cough…”

Hua Qingcheng choked and started coughing as soon as she drank the water.

"father!"

Hua Qingcheng was going crazy. Before, her father had only verbally urged her to give birth, but now he had even made clothes for the baby. This was simply too much...

After hearing what Hua's father said and looking at his little wife who was choking on water, Mu Lige's face turned slightly red and he felt a little embarrassed, but he quickly stood up and went forward to pat her on the back to calm her down.

"Dad, I'm going to the kitchen to cut the melon."

Seeing Mu Lige carrying half a watermelon out of the main room and into the kitchen, Hua's father patted Hua Qingcheng's arm a few times.

"You idiot! Did you take the medicine your father gave you?"

“Eat…eat!”

Hua Qingcheng replied with a slight sense of guilt. She could understand Mr. Hua's desire to have grandchildren, but this medicine was not to be taken lightly. Besides, she and Mu Lige were both in good health, so what kind of medicine was this? Furthermore, their last sexual experience was only about a month ago. How could it be that fast...

"Impossible? Could it be that the dosage is not enough?"

Hua's father looked at Hua Qingcheng from head to toe and muttered to himself.

Hua Qingcheng inexplicably felt uneasy when being looked at by this old man.

"Dad, it's time to eat melon!"

Mu Lige's timely voice finally rescued Hua Qingcheng from the embarrassment of being forced to give birth by Old Man Hua.

"Yeah, Dad, come and try it! This melon is so sweet!"

Hua Qingcheng hurriedly took out a piece of watermelon from the tray held by Mu Lige and stuffed it into Hua's father's mouth.

Ye Maochun, who was forced to eat a piece of melon, glared at Hua Qingcheng, then turned his gaze to Mu Lige.

"My good husband Li Ge is the best to me!"

Hua Qingcheng: ...

Yes, she was picked up! They are biological father and son.

Seeing Hua Qingcheng showing her childish side in front of her father, Mu Lige's lips curled up. Although Ye Maochun could be a bit nagging at times, he was still a good father who loved his children.

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