Chapter 1221: Mother (1)

Chapter 1221: Mother (1)

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Su Ji:

She recalled that Pei Xingxing had thrown the devil-level ninth-order Rubik’s cube into the crib after messing it up. No one else took it after that.

And it was in the crib the whole time...

Su Ji looked at her son, who had fallen asleep.Rêađ latest cha/p/ters on no/v/e/l(b)in(.)c/o/m

At this moment, he was holding his sister’s hand in contentment. His sleeping posture was very neat, unlike a baby, only his head was slightly leaning in the direction of his sister.



After looking at it for half a minute, Su Ji retracted her gaze and quietly messed up the Rubik’s cube again.

She loosened her fingers and the Rubik’s cube fell into the storage basket. It rolled around and landed steadily in the middle of the small basket.

Su Ji returned to the dressing table and continued reading her medical book.

Pei Huai came out of the bathroom. There were twenty-four emails from his assistants on his phone.

He was wearing a bathrobe, one hand holding a towel to dry his half-dried short hair, and the other hand swiping through the email on the screen.

All the emails were sent by his assistants, but there was no news from Shen Mu.

The children were already asleep, and his wife was reading quietly. She needed to go to the study to deal with her mail.

He looked at his wife. “Don’t stay up too late.”

Recently, she had not rested much.

Su Ji did not look at him. Her gaze was still on the medical book in her hand. When she was focused on something, her lips would purse slightly, just like now.



Su Ji went to the mountains to catch a pheasant, plucked its feathers, and let it bleed. The process was as familiar as she was in the history of the variety show, Cohabitation.

It was covered with mud.

The granny next door had died, so she borrowed the granny’s cellar to roast it.

Their thatched cottage was lit by candles. It was her mother waiting for her to return.

She had been gone for a long time, and her mother might have already become impatient.

As she entered the house, she cleaned up the traces of crying on her face. She tidied her hair and stepped through the door.

There was a wooden table on the wooden bed. The pale-faced mother was draped in a coat. She sat there with her elbow on the table and her palm on her forehead. Her gaze was lowered. She was dozing off.

It was the aroma of wine and roast chicken that woke her up.

Su Ji wanted to turn around and leave the moment her eyes met hers, but Xu Mingzhi stopped her.



“I’ll warm the wine,” Su Ji said with his back to her.

Xu Mingzhi waved at her. “No need. Bring it over. I can’t wait to drink it.”

She sounded casual as though she has just recovered.

Su Ji paused in her steps, took a deep breath, and stepped onto her mother’s wooden bed.

Even though the mother and daughter were very light, the wooden bed still made a creaking sound.

It had been a long time since they had slept on such a messy bed. They were stunned for a moment before they laughed at the same time.

The first half of the dream was extremely heartwarming. The flickering candlelight swayed beside their faces.

There were a total of three jugs of wine. Xu Mingzhi took two jugs and Su Ji only took one.