Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11802

Xu Yuanming went to the kitchen to get bowls and chopsticks for Xiao Hei, while Yang Huamei busied herself fetching a basin of water for Xiao Hei to wash his face.

After entering the house, Xiao Hei immediately saw the dishes and soup on the table. He swallowed hard, as he hadn't eaten for most of the day and was starving after traveling.

In the past, Xiao Hei would have already rushed to the table and grabbed the duck leg from the plate to gnaw on.

But this time, he held back, because two little ones were staring at him with wide, round eyes, and one of them, standing in a baby walker, even tilted his head back and made two "ah ah" sounds.

"Five catties, three catties."

Xiao Hei immediately recognized that the person greeting him was his younger brother, Wu Jin, and the person looking at him was his younger sister, San Jin.

The one still sleeping in the cradle next to the wall is my second brother, Sijin.

"Wu Jin, San Jin, do you two recognize me?" Xiao Hei came forward, squatted down in front of their two walkers, hesitated, and then reached out a finger to touch Wu Jin's face.

Oh my, it's so tender and smooth, just like a boiled egg after you've peeled it.

Xiao Hei wanted to test if Sanjin's face felt the same way, but as soon as his finger touched Sanjin's cheek, Sanjin suddenly tilted his head and bit Xiao Hei's finger.

Then, it sucked on it like a lollipop, saliva dripping down Xiao Hei's fingers.

This soft and chewy feeling was especially fun for Xiao Hei, just like when he was a child and his family had a puppy. He would pet the puppy's head, and the puppy would lick his palm in the same way. It was wet, ticklish, and very comfortable and interesting.

Yang Huamei then came over with a basin of water, saw this scene, and smiled.

"You absolutely mustn't let her lick it, or she'll bite off your fingernails. She's teething now, and her mouth is itchy..."

Xiao Hei chuckled and carefully pulled his finger out of his sister's mouth, still covered in saliva.

"Come wash up, you're too dirty." Yang Huamei frowned slightly when she saw the saliva, a little worried that Xiao Hei would get angry.

However, Xiao Hei shook his head indifferently and said, "It's not dirty. It's my fingers that are dirty. I still can't let my sister bite them next time."

Watching Xiao Hei get up and go wash his face and hands, Wu Jin and San Jin, wobbling in their walkers, chased after him. Wu Jin stretched out her little hands, trying to reach Xiao Hei's pants, wanting to grab him. San Jin, on the other hand, stretched out her arms and cried out, seemingly wanting Xiao Hei to hug her.

Yang Huamei was so surprised to see the two children like this that her eyes widened.

The children are eight months old, a time when they recognize people and remember their birth. Apart from the five adults who are with them every day, they resist any attempt to hold them from anyone else.

Even if the neighbors living across the yard wanted to hug them, they wouldn't let them.

I didn't expect that after not seeing Xiao Hei for several months, they would actually stick to Xiao Hei and Sanjin even asked to be held. What is the reason for this?

Could it be because they are half-siblings, sharing the same mother but different fathers, and have similar bloodlines?
Yang Huamei was both gratified and surprised.

When Xu Yuanming brought over the bowls and chopsticks, Xiao Hei was already standing in the main room with Sanjin in his arms, and Wujin was tugging at his trouser leg. He was holding his little sister in his arms and teasing his little brother at his feet. The three siblings looked so harmonious that Xu Yuanming's eyes welled up with tears when he saw this scene, and he felt an indescribable emotion.

"Mei'er, tell Xiao Hei to eat first, the child must be hungry," Xu Yuanming said.

His use of the word "child" almost brought tears to Yang Huamei's eyes. Because of this, Xu Yuanming called Xiao Hei (Little Black).

“Okay,” Yang Huamei nodded, stepped forward and took the three jin from Xiao Hei’s arms, and said to Xiao Hei, “Eat your food first, and you can play with your younger brother and sister after you’re full.” “Okay.” Xiao Hei then sat down, picked up his bowl and chopsticks, and Yang Huamei put the three jin back in the walker. She and Xu Yuanming each took one of the walkers, ate a bite themselves, and fed them a bite of egg custard.

"Xiao Hei, you've eaten the duck leg, this whole one is for you." Xu Yuanming put a duck leg in Xiao Hei's bowl.

Xiao Hei said, "Uncle, you and Mom should eat too, don't leave it all to me."

Xu Yuanming smiled, glanced at Yang Huamei, and said, "Your mother and I eat a lot every day, we're tired of it, so this whole thing is yours!"

Yang Huamei smiled and nodded in agreement, "Yes, we're all tired of it. If you like it, you can eat it all."

Xiao Hei laughed and said, "Uncle, Mom, I don't believe you. Roast duck is such a delicious thing, how could anyone get tired of eating it?"

Yang Huamei said, "It's true. Your uncle and I make roast duck every day. We deal with this stuff so much that our beds smell like roast duck when we sleep. We're so sick of it."

Xiao Hei believed this explanation, so he nodded and patted his chest: "Don't worry, with me here today, I guarantee this roast duck won't go to waste! We'll definitely finish it all!"

And so, Xiao Hei sat on the middle stool and ate his rice with gusto, while Xu Yuanming and Yang Huamei sat on either side of him, taking turns serving him food.

He kept urging me: Eat more, eat your fill.

There's plenty of rice in the pot; we'll get more when we're done eating.

This feeling gave Xiao Hei, who was engrossed in his meal, a long-lost sense of home. Since his father passed away and his mother remarried, he hadn't experienced the feeling of being cared for by his parents for several years.

Xiao Hei ate his rice with big mouthfuls, but tears unknowingly fell into his rice bowl. Tears are usually salty and bitter, but today, the rice mixed with his tears tasted sweet to Xiao Hei.

Yang Huamei and Xu Yuanming also felt this long-lost sense of home.

Yang Huamei needs no further introduction.

Xiao Hei is willing to acknowledge her as his mother, and can even come over to visit and eat together. He doesn't reject the triplets she gave birth to, and even likes the triplets very much.

Yang Huamei looked at Xiao Hei, who was eating heartily beside her, and burst into tears of joy. Her son had returned.

As for Xu Yuanming, although he has now remarried with Yang Huamei and has three adorable children, there is still a large void in his heart.

The missing piece is the three sons and one daughter he had with his late ex-wife.

However, unlike Xiao Hei, his three sons and one daughter do not consider triplets to be brothers and sisters at all.

Let alone the triplets, they even seem to have made up their minds to never speak to their own father again.

If one day those children could break the ice with us and eat together at the same table, how wonderful that would be!

I'm afraid this idea is something I'll never even dream of.

We won't force it. At least Xiao Hei has already acknowledged Wu Jin and the other siblings as his relatives, and it seems they all like each other very much, which is a good thing.

This is also what Xu Yuanming and Yang Huamei are happy to see; at least when they pass away, the four siblings will be able to take care of each other...