บท 27: Chapter 27: Dad didn't marry you, so you're this jealous of my mother?

"They're coming, Yijiang, Xizi, Jiaojiao, Xuxu, let's head home. We'll come back this afternoon," Auntie Hui waved her hand, calling the children who were working.

A few men, carrying their hoeing tools, were laughing and joking as they walked ahead, while Auntie Hui led the children following behind. About a quarter of an hour later, Uncle Hui and Grandfather Qi, Feng Fu and Feng Cong parted ways at the entrance to the village and each headed to their own homes. Feng Cong deliberately lagged a few steps behind next to Zhang Hui, muttered something quietly, then turned and chased after Feng Fu.

"Husband, what was Feng Cong whispering to you about? It's so secretive; he didn't even let us hear," Auntie Hui asked Uncle Hui beside her when Feng Cong was far enough away.

"Nothing much. Just said to come to our house after dinner to help plow the fields," Uncle Hui mentioned without much concern.