Chapter 080 Confession

Ji Qingyue missed Rongrong so much that she smiled and hugged her, but Cao's face was not very good.

Yuan Ming helped Cao into the house.

There were many rooms in this courtyard. Although Cao said she didn't want to come to the town, they still cleaned up Cao's room early and could move in directly.

After sitting down, Cao scolded Yuan Ming without even having tea.

It's not easy for a boy to have a child. If something goes wrong, she will regret it for the rest of her life.

"I didn't agree with you guys going to Luoxing Village to play. If you want to play, you should go to the prefecture, county, or the capital. What's the point of going to a remote village? Sure enough, something almost happened!"

Yuan Ming opened his mouth and closed it again.

Zhang was angry, and now was obviously not the time to reason with her. It would be better for her to admit her mistake. Although

Cao was angry, she did not forget to care about Ji Qingyue's health.

It was just that it was hard for her to feel at ease when she heard it from other people. Now that Yuan Ming and Ji Qingyue both said that the fetus was fine, the heavy stone in her heart fell a little.

But she still said with concern: "Let's go to the clinic in a few days and find an experienced doctor to prescribe some medicine."

Ji Qingyue agreed obediently.

Seeing that Cao was not so angry anymore, Yuan Ming said, "It is not appropriate to ask Brother Yang to pass on the message, but Qingqing is not convenient to go back now, and we want to tell you the good news as soon as possible, so we have to resort to this last resort."

"You only did this one right thing." Cao glanced at him.

Yuan Ming twitched his lips, not daring to refute.

"Mother, you said you didn't want to deal with too many people, and you came here for me. I am very touched, thank you." Ji Qingyue took Cao's arm affectionately.

Cao's expression softened a lot when she looked at her.

She placed her hand on the back of his hand and patted it gently: "You are inexperienced for the first time, I can understand, but you must be more careful in the future. Ming has to go to school and can't take care of you, so I came here. Just tell me if you want to eat or drink anything."

Ji Qingyue hugged her and said with a smile: "Mother is so nice!"

Yuan Ming felt relieved when Cao came. He had to go to school the next day.

Everyone knew that Yuan Ming took the top spot, and everyone was surprisingly nice to him. The dean called him to the office, and together with the town guard, they praised him a lot and gave him dozens of taels of silver.

Back in the classroom, Yuan Ming met Zhao Yucheng. He also did very well in the exam this time, with a good result in the top three.

However, his flushed face was not because of the exam, but because of another matter.

Seeing the wedding invitation with gold-plated characters on a red cover, Yuan Ming smiled from the bottom of his heart: "Has Brother Zhao's wedding date been set?"

Zhao Yucheng nodded in a good mood: "Next month. I did quite well in the exam this time and barely passed the approval of the town governor. Both parents wanted to get the matter settled before I start studying at the county academy in my district government."

"That's great, congratulations to Brother Zhao on getting his wish!"

Zhao Yucheng said, "Zhiyan will accompany me then. Brother Yuan and her husband have a very close relationship, so he should be able to take him with him as well? Then we will live closer, so they can take care of each other."

Speaking of this, Yuan Ming frowned.

Seeing this, Zhao Yucheng asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Does Brother Yuan have other plans?"

"My husband is pregnant. I am worried about taking him to the prefecture and county. I can't take care of him all the time in a strange place. But if I leave him here, I will not be at ease."

Zhao Yucheng was overjoyed: "Pregnant? This is a great thing! Congratulations, Brother Yuan!"

Yuan Ming smiled and thanked him.

Zhao Yucheng said; "I see that my sister-in-law is a very strong person and has his own ideas. You should discuss this matter with him and don't make decisions for him without authorization."

Yuan Ming nodded: "I understand."

After school, Yuan Ming went to Qingshan Bookstore.

Hearing that he had written a new book, Zhao, the shopkeeper, almost burst into laughter. The performance of the store in the past two months has not been greatly affected, all thanks to Yuan Ming's previous books.

Zhao, the shopkeeper, has been looking forward to Yuan Ming's return.

When he got the manuscript, he didn't even look at it, and directly took out a large-denomination banknote from the drawer: "Is this a deposit, or do I have to hand in the manuscript every ten days?"

Yuan Ming nodded, took the banknote, and took out the little storybook written by Xiao Linzi.

Zhao, the shopkeeper, took it and looked at it, wondering, "What is this?"

"It was written by a child at home. Please see if you can keep it."

Zhao, the shopkeeper, had been running a bookstore for many years and could tell the value of the book at a glance. He smacked his lips and said, "The language is simple but childish, and the story is childish but inspiring. It is a very good children's book."

"Mr. Yuan, you are indeed a child of your relatives. You have a talent for writing stories."

Yuan Ming did not deny it and said, "Thank you, shopkeeper Zhang, but I will buy this book all at once."

"Okay."

Putting the money from Xiao Linzi's book sale in a separate money bag, Yuan Ming carried the book box on his back and went home.

Cao was a good worker. In just one day, the small courtyard had undergone great changes.

The small courtyard has a medium-sized vegetable garden. Yuan Ming and Ji Qingyue have no time to tend it. After a while, there were only scattered weeds in the vegetable garden, but now the weeds have been cleaned up. Vegetable seedlings are planted on the raised ridges, trembling and swaying in the breeze.

White smoke came out of the chimney, and the tempting aroma of rice lingered at the tip of the nose.

At this time, Ji Qingyue came out of the kitchen holding a small bowl.

Seeing Yuan Ming, her eyes lit up: "My husband is back? Mother, my husband is back."

Cao responded and said, "Ming, go change your clothes first, dinner will be ready soon."

Ji Qingyue came to Yuan Ming's side, holding something in her hand and feeding him.

Yuan Ming took a closer look and found that it was pig fat residue.

It was still hot, crispy and crunchy, with not much fat left. It was sprinkled with pepper and salt powder and tasted very good.

"My mother fried it specially for me. She chose the skin from the pig's belly. It's really delicious." Ji Qingyue said proudly.

Yuan Ming also laughed: "As long as Qingqing likes it."

Cao's cooking skills are excellent, especially good at making soup. Tonight, she made pig's trotter and bamboo shoot soup, which is very fresh and sweet.

Ji Qingyue couldn't help drinking bowl after bowl, and finally burped while holding his stomach.

Cao was amused by him and scolded: "There will be plenty of opportunities to eat in the future, why are you in such a hurry?"

After a while, the smile on her face faded, replaced by a faint sadness: "In the past, Ah Ming's father especially liked the soup I made, and he couldn't help drinking too much every time."

Ji Qingyue only knew that Yuan Ming's father had passed away a long time ago, and they both tacitly skipped this topic, so until now, he didn't know much about this father-in-law whom he had never met.

Cao suddenly brought it up, and he didn't know how to respond, so he looked at Yuan Ming.

Yuan Ming's brows were furrowed, his expression filled with impatience.

For some reason, Ji Qingyue felt that Yuan Ming not only had no memories of his dead father, but was deeply repulsed and disgusted by him.

"He's already dead, mother, don't mention it, and don't think about it." Yuan Ming said.

Ji Qingyue felt even more offended.

Cao put down her chopsticks, and her cheerful face was full of seriousness.

"Ming, Yue'er has been married to our family for almost a year, and now he has miscarried again. It's time to tell him the truth."

Yuan Ming was stunned, and his hands on his knees clenched into fists quietly.

"Mother knows what you want to do. This road is extremely dangerous. You can't protect Yue Ge'er all the time."

After an unknown amount of time, Yuan Ming took a deep breath and said, "I understand." Then he stood up and walked into the study.

Ji Qingyue sat there

in a daze, still not knowing what to do. Cao patted the back of his hand and said, "Go, you will know soon."

Ji Qingyue walked into the study in a daze and was hugged by Yuan Ming.

"Husband?"

Yuan Ming leaned on his neck and said in a low voice, "Let me lean on you first."

Ji Qingyue hugged him, and the two sat on the stool in this position.

"I didn't tell you this before we got married. I kept it a secret until now. It's not because I can't tell you, but because I'm afraid that you will dislike me and leave me after you know it." Yuan Ming said, "I'm sorry, I'm too selfish."

Ji Qingyue's hand quietly tightened. He had said long ago that he hated others deceiving him, especially his relatives.

"Is it about your father?"

Yuan Ming nodded.

"Is he still alive?"

Yuan Ming nodded again.

"So, who are you?"