Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 59 – Sixty: Miss Dad, or Miss Mum 1

Chapter 59: Chapter Sixty: Miss Dad, or Miss Mum 1

The adult-sized Storage Ring was too big, slipping down Su Qingluo’s small, delicate fingers.

A sudden flash of inspiration hit Su Qingluo. She picked a few bright colors from Li Xiu’e’s thread collection, wove them into a colorful cord, threaded it through the silver ring, and hung it around her neck as a necklace. It was quite unique and looked lovely.

On the sixth afternoon after leaving Woniu Village, Su Hu and his wife finally returned from the county town.

As Su Qingluo was playing by the riverbank with two pony foals, she saw her parents from a distance and ran joyfully toward them.

“Good girl, did you miss mommy?”

Seeing their daughter, the couple couldn’t contain their excitement. Su Hu had just aspired to hold his aromatic soft little girl when Li Xiu’e beat him to it and held her in her arms.

“Yes.”

Sweetly smiling, Su Qingluo hugged Li Xiu’e’s neck. Her tender and soft little voice made hearts tremble.

“Sister Yu, did you miss daddy?”

Envious, Su Hu couldn’t bear to snatch his daughter from his wife’s arms and could only circle around his daughter, unable to stay still.

“Yes, I miss daddy.”

Su Qingluo showed her little bunny teeth, her eyes curving in a smile.

“Who do you miss the most, daddy or mommy?”

Unsatisfied, Su Hu continued teasing his daughter.

“I miss daddy, I miss mommy too, I miss both.”

This kind of trick question had been repeated many times over the past five years, and Su Qingluo, in her cute soft voice, had become very skilled at answering.

“Ha ha, our little Sister Yu is so clever.”

His paternal love overwhelming him, Su Hu desired to boast.

“Let’s go home first.”

Li Xiu’e promptly interrupted him: “We should deliver the gifts we brought back from the county for the Village Chief’s House as soon as possible, lest people say we lack manners.”

“Alright, let’s first go home and have a drink of water,”

Laughing, Su Hu agreed: “We’ll go after drinking water.”

“Daddy, Mommy, did you bring back anything tasty from the county? It smells so good.”

A strong meaty aroma wafted into her nose. Su Qingluo sniffed curiously and peered into the basket behind Su Hu.

“Ha ha, our little Sister Yu has such a keen nose.”

Su Hu took out a roast chicken wrapped in lotus leaf from the basket and proudly held it up in front of his little girl.

“Lotus Leaf Wrapped Chicken, the signature dish of Blessing Feast Restaurant in Furong Town. Your mother, knowing that you and your brother haven’t eaten meat in five days, waited in line for half a Shichen to buy it.”

“We already ate meat. Grandpa, the Village Chief, sent us a bowl of Braised Rabbit Meat.’

Thinking of Uncle Dashan’s wife’s hidden agenda, Su Qingluo, with her shrewd big eyes flashing, smartly replaced “Uncle Dashan” with “Grandpa, the Village Chief”.

“Husband, give the tea leaves and fabrics we brought back to the Village Chief and also give him two bottles of wine.”

Having heard this, Li Xiu’e felt a warmth in her heart and gratitude towards the Old Village Chief strengthened.

“Alright.”

Su Hu readily agreed without any hesitation.

The couple, carrying their child and leading the two pony foals, returned home. Seeing their home tidy and neat, they both showed relieved smiles.

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Having quenched his thirst, Su Hu carried the gifts they had brought from the county town and went to visit the Village Chief’s House.

Li Xiu’e neatly arranged the things they had brought back, then happily, with her daughter in her arms, began whispering secrets with her.

“Sister Yu, during our trip to the county, we visited Kongshantang in Furong Town and met the consulting Physician there, and had a chat with him.”

“Only during our talk did we learn that he was an Imperial Physician of the Imperial Hospital in his youth. He is skilled in medicine, upright and honest. Having grown old, he resigned from his post and returned to his hometown, before being hired by Kongshantang as the consulting Physician.”

“Your father and I were thinking, you have always been intelligent. No poems or calligraphy could ever stump you. Going to the Academy for enlightenment would be too early. Spending your days frolicking in the mountains and fields would be a waste of time. Why not learn medicine from the old Physician? In the future, it would be a skill you could rely on, and you could even make a name for yourself..”