Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 1199 - 1201: Xiao’ai, Dabao, Xiaobei

Chapter 1199: Chapter 1201: Xiao’ai, Dabao, Xiaobei

"I’m afraid he really doesn’t have much time left. Generally, with such an illness, there’s no cure, right? Not only has the coffin been prepared, but his two daughters-in-law are already planning to divide his land, that plot by the river. Wasn’t it always managed by the village chief alone? After the last batch of vegetables was harvested, nothing has been planted, and both daughters-in-law want it."

The village chief’s surname is Wu, and funnily enough, his eldest daughter-in-law is surnamed Niu, and the second one is Ma. These two daughters-in-law are always bickering, and the villagers joke that this is like ’a cow head butting against a horse’s mouth’."

After Auntie Zhao finished speaking, her mother-in-law quickly asked, "What about the gentry and the Lizheng in town? What do they say now? Who’s going to be the village chief? No one has come forward to express their intentions."

Auntie Zhao gnawed on a bone and gave another glance at her own man. "Who else but Xia Ye from next door, and our own Old Zhao? But with Xia Ye’s temperament, he’s definitely not the type to run for the position. He’s too high-minded, just wants to live his simple life, so the chances for Old Zhao are greater."

"Humph!" Old Man Zhao almost slammed his chopsticks down. "If it weren’t for his previous mess with that Widow Chen, we wouldn’t even be talking about chances. It would’ve been his already."

Uncle Zhao, with one foot propped up on the stool, seemed very confident. "Don’t you worry your heads about it. I’ve met both the Lizheng and the gentry, I just need to go and take care of things in a bit, and the position won’t slip away."

He then spat a bone out.

Although Auntie Zhao had been cross with Uncle Zhao over the Widow Chen issue, now that she thought of her man becoming the village chief, her unity with him was stronger than ever. She began to speak up for Uncle Zhao. "Exactly, exactly! Just go and take care of it in a few days, the position won’t slip away. And then you’ll all see how Old Zhao becomes the village chief."

Auntie Zhao Two complimented with a smile, "Then you will be the Lady of the village chief, won’t you?"

Auntie Zhao laughed so hard that her rice almost fell out. "Oops! Isn’t it a bit too early to be talking about that? Let’s wait until the final decision is made, right? But speaking of which, if Old Zhao really does become the village chief, then our Dabao will be the son of the village chief. Dabao, when you go courting a lady then, no one will dare to refuse you."

Zhao Datu had finished eating and was picking his teeth with his hands, a vision of Xia Dabao floating in his eyes, before he said, "How much longer will the village chief’s illness drag on?"

Auntie Zhao said, "Ah, it’s hard to say with these things, and we can’t be wishing the village chief to die quickly, can we? After all, he’s helped our family in the past. Now it’s all up to fate."

Tian Xiaobei had been quietly listening to the family discussion without saying a word, just silently eating his meal.

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Xia Dabao was anxious because his father hadn’t returned home even though it was dark. Nan Feng was also anxious, but the vegetables in her pot were only half-cooked, so she told Xia Dabao to go look for Xia Ye.

Xia Dabao hurried out.

He hadn’t run far behind the house when someone called out, "Hey, Dabao, where are you rushing off to? Why the hurry?"

Xia Dabao halted and looked back, "Auntie Zhao, what’s the matter?"

Auntie Zhao had come out for a stroll after eating too much dinner. She was looking to chat and gossip with someone, and she seemed quite smug. "You’ve heard about the village affairs, haven’t you?"

"What’s that?" asked Xia Dabao.