Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 1198 - 1200: Xiao’ai, Dabao, Xiaobei

Chapter 1198: Chapter 1200: Xiao’ai, Dabao, Xiaobei

Xia Dabao said, "That’s right, my dad said he just wanted to be a carefree farmer."

"So, if I go to save the village chief, that would mean openly opposing Uncle Zhao and Auntie Zhao’s family, which is practically like becoming their enemy. I’m still living in their house, and of course, I’ll be alright, but my aunt is stuck in the middle and it would be difficult for her to handle. I don’t want to make things hard for my aunt, so right now I don’t know what to do. Moreover, I’m not even sure I can cure the village chief," Tian Xiaobei expressed with difficulty.

"So what do we do? The village chief can’t just die like this," Xia Dabao bit her lip, "maybe I should ask dad what to do."

"Yeah, let’s see what Uncle Ye thinks," Tian Xiaobei felt that Brother Ye’s thoughts were always right. Whatever Brother Ye said, he would do.

...

When Xia Dabao was scattering fish food in the pond, Tian Xiaobei was doing the same across from her. The two glanced at each other. Xia Dabao shook her head to indicate her dad hadn’t returned yet and that they would have to wait longer. Tian Xiaobei then stopped talking.

But soon after, Zhao Datu arrived too. Seeing Xia Dabao across the pond, he came over and then patted Tian Xiaobei, signaling him to return to the house.

Tian Xiaobei took another look at Xia Dabao, then pointed towards the house to indicate he was going back inside. Xia Dabao nodded, prepared to scatter more fish food, and headed back to the house once she was done.

Zhao Datu was constantly chuckling towards Xia Dabao, who didn’t know what he meant. As a result, she shivered inexplicably, feeling goosebumps coming on.

Finally, Xia Dabao finished scattering the last of the fish food.

...

The Zhao Family had already started eating dinner.

In these rural areas, breakfast and lunch are usually rushed, but at night, when there’s more free time, dinner becomes a more elaborate affair; often including both meat and vegetables.

Knowing that Tian Xiaobei was in the house, Lanlan went to call him for dinner, so he wouldn’t miss the mealtime again.

With many people in the Zhao family, there were also many rules. The elders had to be seated at the table first, followed by men, then the women would serve the food. Normally, Auntie Zhao, the second aunt, and daughters like Lanlan who prepared meals, would sit down to eat. Only after everyone else had sat down could the younger ones begin.

However, their most treasured member was Zhao Datu. So, Datu didn’t need to wait. In the end, the last one seated would always be Tian Xiaobei.

Tian Xiaobei used to be the treasured one at home, with more servants than the people in this house. Everyone revolved around him, and he didn’t know how he could tolerate such treatment now.

Maybe after losing support, people become more independent?

After Tian Xiaobei took his place at the table, there wasn’t much space left for him, just enough to fit half a body, with the other half sticking out. It was Lanlan who had squeezed out a spot for him, and as long as he could reach in with one hand to pick up the dishes, that would do.

In the past, during meal times, countless eyes would watch him, all worried he’d pick too much of something, especially if he reached for the meat, then everyone would stare at him as if he were a thief. He used to get his meat from either the second aunt or Lanlan.

But today, everyone’s attention wasn’t on him. It was focused on the village chief, whose condition was unknown.

While serving the dishes, Auntie Zhao said, "Today, I passed by the village chief’s house again and asked his daughter-in-law how he’s doing. She said he can’t even eat now and is constantly coughing up blood."

"Oh, is it that serious?" the second aunt asked.