Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 1187 - 1189: Xiao’ai, Dabao, Xiaobei

Chapter 1187: Chapter 1189: Xiao’ai, Dabao, Xiaobei

"Yes, okay, if there’s a suitable one, please come back and let us know," Nan Feng sent the matchmaker away like that.

As soon as the old lady left, Xia Dabao went over and hugged Nan Feng. "Mother, I won’t marry Zhao Datu no matter what."

Nan Feng laughed. "Of course, of course, I won’t make you marry Datu. In one word, if you don’t like him, don’t marry him, okay?"

"Got it, Mother."

Nan Feng patted Xia Dabao’s head. "Then tell Mother, what kind of person do you like?"

Xia Dabao couldn’t help but lean shyly into Nan Feng’s arms. "I like someone like Dad."

"That won’t do. There’s only one like Dad, and he’s mine now; you need to find someone different."

"I don’t want to marry Dad. Someone just similar would be fine. Look at you, the moment you mention Dad, you hold on tight," Xia Dabao said helplessly.

Nan Feng then asked another question. "What about someone like Xiaobei, do you like him?"

"Xiaobei?" Xia Dabao’s face flushed to her neck, "Mother, stop teasing me. Xiaobei and I are just playmates, there’s nothing else."

"Why is your face so red?" Nan Feng joked.

"I won’t discuss it with Mother, I’m going to see the grass," Xia Dabao said.

...

"What? Their girl doesn’t want to?" Inside the house, the old lady relayed Nan Feng’s attitude, and once she finished, Aunt Zhao was stunned.

"Why wouldn’t they want to? Is it Dabao who doesn’t want to marry, or is it Nan Feng who doesn’t want to marry off her daughter?" Aunt Zhao said indignantly, "Their family isn’t anything impressive, just owning a lychee forest and a potato garden. It’s not like they are incredibly wealthy. Our Datu fancying them is their ancestral good fortune."

The old lady chuckled and appeased, "According to Nan Feng, Lady Abao is still young and wants to marry her daughter off in a couple of years. Abao herself... she’s still more interested in playing around, so she doesn’t want to marry anyone just yet, not just your family but anybody else either."

Aunt Zhao fanned herself forcefully. "At least they’re self-aware."

Just as Aunt Zhao finished speaking, Uncle Zhao joined in. "What self-awareness? It’s clearly because they don’t see Datu as fit. Even in two years, they still won’t marry him."

Zhao Datu: "..."

"Can you accumulate some virtue? That’s your son, and instead of supporting him, you’re siding with outsiders," Aunt Zhao argued again.

Uncle Zhao, not to be outdone, replied. "If you don’t believe it, you can let the old lady go and ask again now. In two years, ask if they’re willing to marry off the daughter, and if they are, then make the engagement. It’s not about marrying now but in two years."

The old lady definitely didn’t want to go again, so she interjected, "I think we should forget about it. Who knows what will happen in two years? Maybe in two years, Datu won’t be interested in Lady Abao anymore, right?"

Zhao Datu understood the old lady’s meaning; no matter what, Xia Dabao wouldn’t marry him. He felt a wave of sadness and went out with a basket to cut grass.

...

By the river in the evening, Xia Dabao still went to cut fish grass, and Tian Xiaobei was also by the river.

The moment Tian Xiaobei saw Xia Dabao, a spark seemed to light up his eyes, and he couldn’t help but smile. "Abao, you came too?"

Xia Dabao felt a bit awkward, sensing the atmosphere was somewhat ambiguous, and just nodded, "Yes, I came."

Tian Xiaobei clearly had something to say. "I heard that today..."