Chapter 125 Departure
That evening, a lot of children suddenly appeared in front of the Cong family's house.
A group of children surrounded the black Hummer, examining it closely; some even reached out and touched the door.
When they saw Duan Mingxiao come out, the children looked panicked and were about to run home, but the young master stopped them.
Duan Mingxiao lifted his long legs and stepped over the threshold, lowering his eyes and casually staring at the few dusty little potatoes in front of him. He coughed lightly and softened his tone slightly.
Duan Mingxiao watched them with great interest.
Why are you all so afraid of me?
"I don't look like a vengeful ghost, do I?"
With my good looks, I was born to be the protagonist.
One of the bolder children pointed at Duan Mingxiao and asked.
"Are you a relative from outside this family?"
Duan Mingxiao didn't speak, but simply nodded slightly in silence.
"The Cong family has such powerful relatives."
The child had barely finished speaking when the young master, who was beaming with pride, suddenly turned cold.
"You'd better leave here as soon as possible. My dad says this place has bad feng shui and often causes people to die."
Duan Mingxiao frowned, his icy gaze falling on the ugly thing.
"You brat, what nonsense are you spouting?"
"I'll seal it with cement for you later."
As he spoke, the young master picked up the broom by the door, ready to chase people away.
At this moment, Cong Chun grabbed Duan Mingxiao's arm.
"Don't hit them."
However, Cong Chun wasn't exactly feeling sorry for the kids. Although they were tough, he was afraid that the young master would beat them to death.
We still have to stop him, after all, even the sturdy bamboo bed at home was collapsed by the young master, with a big hole smashed in the middle.
This morning, Cong Chun passed by the main hall and saw that the bamboo bed where Duan Mingxiao slept last night had a large hole in the middle. Anyone who didn't know better would think that a small meteorite had fallen into Cong Chun's house.
The young master reluctantly said "okay".
[You brats, just you wait! If I don't teach you a lesson you'll never forget, I'll change my surname from Duan to yours!]
Then the young master frowned, his expression somewhat strange.
However, since Chun Chun's surname is Cong, there should be some other people in the village with the surname Cong, right?
【What if I were to take the surname Cong? No way! Stupid Chun wants to take the surname Duan with me; that's called following one's husband's surname.】
Duan Mingxiao was somewhat amused.
Cong Chun withdrew his hand, his face silent, and he was speechless.
Just then, Cong Chun wanted to take advantage of the fact that it wasn't dark yet to check on how the crops were doing in the fields.
The young master insisted on going along, even though Duan Mingxiao had never been to such a place before.
His arms were covered in mosquito bites, red and itchy, and Duan Mingxiao sometimes couldn't stop scratching them.
Cong Chun could only take out Tiger Balm and apply it to Duan Mingxiao's arm, then instruct him to have someone put on long sleeves and trousers.
Unfortunately, the young master is very hot-tempered and always feels hot when wearing long sleeves and trousers.
When he was a child, Duan Mingxiao probably wore only a baby diaper and ran around naked in the Duan family home.
Cong Chun's droopy dog eyes revealed a hint of worry. That evening, he quickly took some fruit he had bought that morning, exchanged it with a neighbor for some mosquito coils, and lit them in the house early in the morning.
The eldest son probably has a hot constitution, which makes him particularly attractive to mosquitoes.
Then, as it got a little dark, the three of them sat down to eat in the main hall.
Grandma filled two bowls with rice for the two children. She remembered Cong Chun saying that Xiao Can had a big appetite, so she specially brought Duan Mingxiao a bowl that was usually used for soup to serve rice.
Duan Mingxiao's lips twitched when he saw the rice bowl in front of him. His gaze fell on Cong Chun across from him, and he looked somewhat resentful.
[It's all that stupid Chun's fault for saying I have a big appetite; now I'm really going to turn into a pig.]
Cong Chun couldn't help but slightly curl the corners of her lips.
"Grandma, Xiao Can can't eat this much food, let me help him with some."
Grandma Wen had no objection; let the children talk about their own affairs.
After finishing her meal, Grandma went to the kitchen to boil water.
At this moment, Cong Chun realized that the young master seemed to have something to say to him.
Duan Mingxiao rested his chin on his hand, looked up at him, and used the dim light to illuminate the scene.
The boy carefully observed Cong Chun's expression, his gaze seemingly acting as his fingers, tracing Cong Chun's features.
A hint of reluctance flashed in Duan Mingxiao's eyes.
The next second, the boy spoke softly, with a hint of longing in his voice.
"Cong Chun, I have to leave tonight."
Evening? Cong Chun's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.
Duan Mingxiao has an exhibition race at the Longji Circuit tomorrow night. He has signed a contract and can't back out now.
The boy who came to Huaishui Village a few days ago saw the news about the heavy rain and made time to come over.
My flight is at 6 AM tomorrow, and I'm leaving early tonight. This place only has an airport in the city center.
Cong Chun paused for a moment, pursed his lower lip, and subconsciously uttered a sentence.
"Then, be careful on the road."
Duan Mingxiao's eyes revealed a hint of a smile as he hooked his little finger around Cong Chun's.
"Yes, see you after the holiday."
"I'll come pick you up."
Cong Chun nodded, but his throat felt dry as soon as he opened his mouth.
Are you leaving in the early morning?
"Then I'll cook you something to eat later."
Duan Mingxiao smiled.
Cong Chun then remained silent, and the two looked at each other in silence for a moment.
A moment later, Duan Mingxiao suddenly grabbed Cong Chun's hand and asked softly.
"Would you like to come with me?"
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