Quick, I don't want to be in love anymore

Chapter 177: The Love-brained Ex-wife of the Period Literature

Chapter 177: The Love-brained Ex-wife of the Period Literature (4)

"Song Yi's family, where are you going?"

As soon as they reached the tree, someone started talking to them.

"Auntie, aren't the wild fruits on the mountain ripe? I'll take the children to the mountain to have a look."

"Then slow down and don't go too deep."

"okay."

Qi Su said goodbye to them with a smile, carried a backpack, and walked into the mountains with Song Jing.

"Don't mention it, I've never seen anyone as handsome as Song Yijia."

"Indeed, Song Yi is not bad looking. Their child will surely be handsome in the future."

"Look at her fair and tender appearance. You can tell she can't work. It's her good fortune to marry Song Yi."

"Haha, if you looked like her, you could marry into a good family."

"I think Song Yi is lucky. Everyone knows that Song Yi's family's doorstep was almost broken down by matchmakers back then."

"If I were a man, I would marry someone like this. What's wrong with her not being able to work? She's handsome, she even graduated from high school, and her children will be smart too."

The people behind kept laughing, but Qi Su could no longer hear what they were saying because they had found a large patch of hawthorn trees.

The tree was laden with red fruits, so heavy that the branches were bent. Perhaps because the fruit was too sour, no one in the village liked it.

This was a good opportunity for Qi Su. She stretched out her hand and pulled down a bunch of branches, while her other hand kept picking wild hawthorns from the tree.

Song Jing was also busy standing by, squatting on the ground and picking up the fallen but still intact hawthorns. Soon, half of the backpack was filled with hawthorns.

"We've picked enough. Xiaojing, let's go around and see if there are any other fruits."

Song Jing nodded and put all the hawthorns in his hand into the backpack, clapping his hands. After Qi Su finished carrying him, he carefully took her hand. When he saw that she didn't shake him off, he lowered his head and smiled quietly, like a little mouse that had successfully stolen oil.

Maybe it was luck or something, but after walking for a while, they saw a tall tree with thorn balls falling under it.

"Xiao Jing, stay here while Mommy goes to pick these chestnuts."

Qi Su looked at his shoes and made sure they were strong enough before stepping on the opened thorn balls, crushing them continuously.

After a while, the brown chestnuts inside fell out. These were wild, so not as big as the ones she had seen before.

But as soon as he saw these thorn balls, Qi Su's mind kept revolving around sugar-roasted chestnuts.

As she was thinking, she seemed to smell the aroma of sugar-roasted chestnuts, and then she quickened her pace.

Unfortunately, there were not many thorn balls on the ground, and the tree was too tall, so she couldn't leave the child alone under the tree and climb up by herself.

After looking around and finding no chestnuts on the ground, she looked at the sun and estimated that it was almost noon, so she could only regretfully pull her child and carry the full basket down the mountain.

"Sister-in-law, are you going up the mountain?"

Song Er was carrying a basket filled with various vegetables. He stood at the door and looked at them, feeling a little overwhelmed.

He seldom interacted with his sister-in-law. Usually, in order to avoid suspicion, it was his younger sister Song Xiao who delivered the food. But today, Song Xiao and her friend went to town, so he had to do it.

"Yes, we went up the mountain to pick some hawthorns and chestnuts. We'll make some food for you when the time comes."

Seeing how enthusiastic she was, Song Er felt too embarrassed to pour cold water on her.

After all, this kind of red fruit is very sour and no one eats it. He could only nod his head, put the vegetables in the yard, took out two pieces of fruit candy from his pocket, stuffed them into Song Jing's hand, said hello, and turned away...

(End of this chapter)

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