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My Dear Wife, Please Be Gentle!

Chapter 222 - 224 What’s Wrong with Him?_1
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Chapter 222: Chapter 224 What’s Wrong with Him?_1

Qiao Duo’er bought more items like fragrance paste, pastries, and spices, and Tan Zhenghong paid willingly. It was rare for his wife to take a liking to something; no matter how expensive, he would buy it for her.

It wasn’t until their carrying baskets were packed full to the brim that Qiao Duo’er returned home feeling completely satisfied.

In the yard, Tan Zhongzhong was squatting beside the well washing diapers while murmuring to himself.

He looked as if someone owed him several hundreds of silver taels.

When Qiao Duo’er set down her carrying basket, just as Chao Lian brought in water, she casually asked, "What’s gotten into Third Brother Tan?"

Before, Tan Zhongzhong would wash his son’s diapers with joy, wishing the whole village knew whenever his son had a bowel movement.

Many people had said that he could not afford to raise his child, so he was proud to prove that his son could eat and poop well!

Chao Lian lowered her voice and said, "Brother Zhongzhong is not a patient man, he has been unhappy with washing diapers for a long time. He just asked Sister Lan to help him, and when she refused, he cursed at her."

"It’s good that Sister Lan didn’t agree," Qiao Duo’er couldn’t help but say.

If she had agreed this time, she feared the task of washing diapers would come her way every now and then.

When it comes to shamelessness, the couple at Third Brother Tan’s house ranked first and second; no one else even came close.

"He’s gone too far, constantly bringing up the fact that Sister Lan hasn’t born a son. Sister Lan must be devastated," Chao Lian said indignantly.

This was like rubbing salt into someone’s wounds, wasn’t it? Sister Lan, raising two children on her own, had it tough enough. She didn’t expect help from Tan Zhongzhong, but he shouldn’t speak such hurtful, cold words.

After finishing the water in her cup, Qiao Duo’er said, "There will come a day when Sister Lan lives better off than they do."

Chao Lian wholeheartedly agreed, always believing that eventually, heaven would be fair.

Sister Lan was hardworking, her silver coins accumulating more and more, while lazy people who lived off their reserves would certainly not end up happy.

After chatting for a while, Chao Lian went out to tidy up; they were going to town soon.

Qiao Duo’er thought for a moment and then took a bag of candy to the low, miscellaneous room where Hu’s Clan now lived with her two daughters.

At that time, Hu’s Clan and her daughters were picking vegetables by the door, probably for dinner that evening.

"I bought candy for you girls," Qiao Duo’er announced, placing the candy in Da Ya’s hand.

Hu’s Clan quickly responded, "Duo’er, you’ve been looking out for us all this time; how can we let you buy candy for the girls now?"

"Da Ya and Er Ya help out with chores every day, just a bag of candy—I still feel like it’s not enough for them," said Qiao Duo’er with a smile.

Seeing that Hu’s Clan wasn’t particularly distressed, she felt relieved.

The Hu’s Clan of today was different from before; she was stronger, knowing well that she was the sole support for her two daughters, and that was good.

Da Ya said shyly, "Auntie Four has already given us wages. Why don’t we share the candy?"

Seeing Qiao Duo’er nod, Da Ya immediately popped a piece of candy into Qiao Duo’er’s mouth.

Then Da Ya gave pieces to Chao Lian and her mother, and made Er Ya give one to Tan Zhenghong, before the sisters finally had theirs.

Da Ya and Er Ya were just that considerate, so thoughtful it tugged at the heartstrings.

With such dutiful daughters, did Hu’s Clan have to worry about not living well in the future?

Just after they finished the candies, the village head came by; he must have been there for the housing foundation issue from earlier in the morning.

Qiao Duo’er curled the corner of her mouth. Was Xiao Biyu’s fighting spirit that weak? To compromise in just half a day? 𝚗o𝚟pub.𝚌𝚘𝚖

That didn’t seem like Xiao Biyu’s style at all.

However, since Tie Niu had arrived, it meant there was a turning point in the situation. Qiao Duo’er promptly strode back.

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