Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 1260 - 1082: Xiao’ai, Dabao, Xiaobei

Chapter 1260: Chapter 1082: Xiao’ai, Dabao, Xiaobei

"To say I wasn’t angry would be a lie. Ever since Hall Master Zhou joined our ranks, I have supported him significantly, many major tasks were completed by him. But for him to go to such lengths for a... forget it, let’s not talk about it anymore. It must have been true love, otherwise, he wouldn’t have gone that far," Long San rolled up his sleeves and sat next to Lu Jianxi by the bed.

Lu Jianxi couldn’t help but laugh, "So what if he did? Hall Master Zhou genuinely likes his wife. He’s not the only one who would give up a promising future for a woman. There are others who would forsake a kingdom for a woman."

The man she spoke of was naturally Wild Brother.

Long San burst into laughter all of a sudden, "Then I can relate to the Emperor of Dazhou’s feelings."

"Surely a hundred times more heartache than yours," Lu Jianxi said with a smile.

"How wonderful it feels to have a wise wife by one’s side. A single word from you, my wife, enlightens me profoundly," Long San hugged Lu Jianxi tighter.

"Sweet talker," Lu Jianxi poked Long San’s forehead with her fingertip.

"Where is Xiao’ai?" Long San asked again.

"She’s playing outside with a group of children. It’s a rare good day today, let her run wild a little longer. We are usually too strict with her," Despite years of fighting on the battlefield, Lu Jianxi was also a tender mother once she had children.

"Alright, I’ll listen to my wife."

"..."

...

New Year’s Day.

Xia Dabao had gone to bed late the night before, so she woke up late.

Even though many people in the village were setting off firecrackers, she still slept until she naturally woke up. Then, in her drowsy state, she dreamed she had gotten up and that her parents had given her New Year’s money. That’s when she abruptly opened her eyes and threw off the covers.

The eagerly anticipated New Year’s money had to be collected early—sooner taken, sooner at ease. Moreover, on New Year’s Day, there would be activities in the village. The village head would go around collecting donations before the holiday, claiming it was to invite outside troupes to perform plays. This year, there would be a Niangniang Play.

The Niangniang Play was a traditional local theater performed in the local dialect. The stories portrayed were rather clichéd, but the locals never tired of them, and Xia Dabao also enjoyed watching.

With this in mind, she quickly changed into her clothes.

Every New Year, her parents would prepare new clothes for her. The outfit she was putting on now had been prepared by Nan Feng early on – a red jacket embroidered with flowers. To match the jacket, Xia Dabao deliberately tied her hair into braids and wrapped a red string around them, which complemented her new garment perfectly.

After combing her hair, Xia Dabao left her room. She expected Axian to be still asleep as he had stayed up with them the night before and had gone to bed even later than her, but to her surprise, Axian was already up, drawing water from the well to wash his trousers in the yard.

Xia Dabao was puzzled and couldn’t help but ask, "Axian, what are you doing? Why are you washing so early..."

Before she could finish her question, a thought suddenly crossed Xia Dabao’s mind: Axian... he couldn’t have wet his pants, could he?

After the New Year, he would be six years old, or seven by the nominal age. Why would he still wet the bed at his age? That didn’t seem right.

Axian turned around and looked at Xia Dabao, his face showing an embarrassed expression. After holding it in for a good while, he also spoke up, "Sister, there are some things you’re not supposed to know. Just don’t ask!"

"Pfft..." Xia Dabao quickly turned away, then spoke louder, "Axian, what are you up to? I don’t know anything, I didn’t see anything, just keep doing whatever you need to do."

After that, Xia Dabao ran into the kitchen, followed by a burst of loud laughter.