Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 1607 - 1429: Epilogue

Chapter 1607: Chapter 1429: Epilogue

That day, Xia Dabao was about to ask Axian to grab a hoe and help weed the field.

Father and mother had left early in the morning, and now half of the vegetable field had become barren while the other half was being cultivated by the Niu Family from the village head’s household; they needed to wait until she harvested the empty-hearted vegetables before they could return the land to them.

Meanwhile, the rice paddies were being cultivated by Uncle Zhao’s family, who had promised that after this harvest, they would return the land and add five dou of rice for them.

After all, the wild rice had not been moved for two years and much of it had spoiled.

"Axian, you can’t delay the work in the field or else why does everyone say that the early bird gets the worm?"

Axian immediately retorted, "So, the early worm gets eaten by the bird."

"Then you should choose to be the free bird, not the worm."

No sooner had Xia Dabao finished speaking than Axian pointed to the sky, "Look, a bird is coming."

Xia Dabao looked up and saw a white pigeon flying towards them from a distance.

A pigeon?

Axian also remembered, "Sister, is that Brother Aixi’s pigeon?"

"Probably... yeah," she calculated that she hadn’t written to Long Aixi in two years.

Could he still be keeping up with the once-a-month correspondence?

That year, her departure was hasty; she hadn’t managed to tell Long Aixi the reason for leaving Peach Blossom Village, nor did she know how he was doing now.

If he was still persisting, then what would he be thinking after not receiving a reply for two years?

He must be fifteen years old by now.

Twenty years ago, due to frequent wars in Dajin, and a shortage of people in the court, the law had decreed that men could marry at the age of fifteen, a law that remained unchanged even now.

Was Xiao’ai married yet?

She just stared blankly as the pigeon landed in the courtyard.

The pigeon first drank some water in the courtyard; it was probably startled to see someone there, then it just stood still.

Xia Dabao approached the pigeon, untied a letter from its leg, and placed the pigeon in a cage.

She then unfolded the letter, which read, "Another year has passed at the summer solstice, Dabao, where exactly are you? Have you forgotten me?"

At that moment, she felt a sourness in her throat.

Two years had gone by and she hadn’t written to him; he must have talked about this with Uncle Long, maybe Uncle Long even sent someone to look for them, but nobody knew they had gone to Southern Zhao Nation, and later travelled around Dazhou to seek treatment for two years.

But Long Aixi’s insistence on writing to her meant he was always deeply concerned about her.

Without thinking further, she just asked Axian to hurry to the field, then she turned to prepare the ink.

She wrote a letter to Long Aixi:

Aixi, we have returned to Peach Blossom Village. Due to illnesses, we had been traveling for the past two years. Please forgive our hasty departure and not having the chance to explain our situation. How are you doing now?

After writing it, she tied the letter to the pigeon’s leg and let the pigeon go.

...

Two days later.

Longya Gang.

Long Aixi watched as the pigeon flew back; he did not immediately untie the string.

Two years had passed, and he didn’t know how many times he had been disappointed; each time he opened the letter, it was always the one he had written.

He had asked his parents to send someone to Peach Blossom Village because he was worried something had happened to them. The person sent reported that due to Axian’s illness, they had gone out to seek a doctor, but surely that did not necessitate being away for two years.

Lu Jianxi comforted him, saying Brother Wild was not a simple man, had made too many enemies, and it was possible that seeking help from people they shouldn’t have involved them, so they were laying low outside, but in any case, Brother Wild and Nan Feng would be safe; he reassured him not to worry too much.