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Chapter 165: 165: The Lucky Farmer is at Ease, While the Husband with No Heirs is Busy Pursuing His Wife 25



Chapter 165: Chapter 165: The Lucky Farmer is at Ease, While the Husband with No Heirs is Busy Pursuing His Wife 25

“Over the past three years, I have failed your mother and haven’t taken good care of you two siblings after you were born. I didn’t even know I had two children until I bumped into you,” Fu Huaichu sighed deeply, pushing the gifts he carried in front of Zhezhi and Zheye. He looked up at the two children, “Nice to meet you, I am Fu Huaichu, and I am also your biological father.”

This simple sentence of his resounded like a thunderclap, causing even the pastries Zhezhi was holding in her tiny hands to fall to the ground from sheer shock.

“Fu Huaichu… Daddy?” Zhezhi’s pale little face still had remnants of her dessert on it. She ignored the pastries that fell on the ground and stared wide-mouthed at Fu Huaichu.

Zheye had suspected this, but his heart still skipped when the fact was finally said aloud.

The siblings were only three years old. Even though they were more precocious than most children their age, they were still just children. Their peers all had mothers and fathers, and sometimes, they felt envious.

“Are you really our daddy?” Zhezhi stared intensely at him, then shifted her gaze to Zheye. Her round eyes moved back and forth between her brother and this man claiming to be their father, their faces slowly merging in her mind into one.

“I am,” Fu Huaichu watched his soft and sticky little daughter with wide eyes full of confusion looking at him, then at her brother. In that moment, he really wanted to pick up this soft little bundle.

In the Wang Dynasty, the imperial family had never had a princess or a commandery princess. If he took her back, Zhezhi would definitely become the beloved jewel of the entire imperial family.

“If you are Daddy, then why didn’t you come to find us all these years?” Zhezhi looked at him, her pale little face full of grievance and a bit of defiance, “Mommy said Daddy went out on business, is that true?”

Fu Huaichu shook his head, “I didn’t go on business, but from now on, Daddy will never leave you behind.”

Zheye listened to the conversation between the two of them. He didn’t speak, only remained silent.

Fu Huaichu…

That name, it sounded familiar.

In a flash, he realized who this person really was.

Fu, it was the major surname of the current imperial family of the Wang Dynasty. If he wasn’t mistaken, this name should belong to the Crown Prince.

The Crown Prince is their father!

“Since you know we are your children, why couldn’t you come to see us,” Zheye placed his little hands behind him, stepping forward before looking at Fu Huaichu, “We’ve grown up without a father, continually subjected to other people’s criticisms. Our peers all have fathers. Since Daddy checked our origins, you surely knew about our existence long ago. So why did it take so long to come see me and Zhezhi?”

He was young, but his logical thinking was strictly flawless.

Fu Huaichu didn’t mind, but his eyes dimmed a bit, “I wasn’t there for your birth or during your growing up, appearing out of the blue now, I was worried you wouldn’t accept me as your father.”

His tone was very sincere, devoid of any imperial pretension, and unlike the resolute and decisive person rumored about, he now seemed more like a forgiving father.

Zheye looked at Zhezhi, who didn’t mind at all, already getting started on unwrapping the gifts.

“We are still young, and we listen to Mommy,” Zheye quickly thought of a strategy, posing like Su Zhiruan, “We want a daddy who is good to mommy!”

Fu Huaichu laughed, “That is the right way to think.”

Zhezhi wobbled her head, “Will you be good to Mommy?”

“I will.”

Zheye is a boy, and deep down he still craves having a father. Before, it was only Mommy, he, and his sister at home. He instinctively felt that as a boy, he should take good care of Mommy and his little sister.

He hoped for a brave father, one who could protect their home and be a figure to look up to, under whose guidance he could grow step by step.

By then, the Crown Prince had said he was a father and promised to take care of their mother, which made Zheye steal a couple more glances at Fu Huaichu and relaxed his guarded heart.

In the quiet of the afternoon, the three of them chatted leisurely for a couple of hours, the atmosphere harmonious and cordial.

*

After this, Fu Huaichu’s visits to Su Zhiruan’s residence became increasingly frequent.

While he brought gifts for the children, he often wanted to engage in casual family conversations with Su Zhiruan.

After a busy period, Su Zhiruan also started spending more time at home. Sometimes when Fu Huaichu came over, and played with the children, she would sit to the side and look at her accounts.

If a stranger were to enter at such a time, they might think they were a happily united family of four.

After some time, Su Zhiruan received news from the Capital City saying that several new branches had opened, and she needed to go check on them.

That day.

Su Zhiruan cradled Zhezhi in her left arm and Zheye in her right, weighed them, and exclaimed, “You’re growing so fast!”

“Mother, are you tired? Zhizhi will give you a back rub!” Zhezhi smacked a kiss on Su Zhiruan’s cheek, leaving her face smeared with saliva, then giggled nonstop.

Zheye clung to Su Zhiruan’s neck, “Mother, I’ll have the maidservant sister make you a bowl of Calming Soup. You’ve looked so tired recently.”

Su Zhiruan hugged the two children tight, smiling, “Hard work builds the future. If mother works hard, we can all enjoy the finer things together.”

“You’re still young, don’t worry too much. Seeing you both happy every day makes your mother happy too.” Su Zhiruan looked at Zheye’s worried gaze and sighed softly in her heart.

Zhezhi and Zheye were too clever, especially Zheye. He was only three and a half, but his thoughts were too mature, sometimes resembling a grown little adult.

Instead of wise and overly intelligent children, Su Zhiruan wished for their everlasting happiness and health.

“Oh, there’s something mother needs to tell you today,” Su Zhiruan realized she had to discuss an important matter with the children that day. She set Zhezhi and Zheye on a chair and began, “At the end of the year, mother will take you both back to the Capital City. We will set out in a few days.”

“Okay, mother, my sister and I will prepare the luggage!” Zheye nodded.

When Su Zhiruan first posed as a merchant from the Western Regions, she had bought a house in the Capital City and was not worried about being discovered. As they say, the most dangerous place can be the safest. With so many people coming and going in the Capital City daily, the chances of running into Fu Huaichu were very slim.

Afterward, she gave birth to Zhezhi and Zheye and lived in the Capital City for a long time, even returning there every year for the New Year’s festival.

The Emperor and Empress had already returned to the Imperial Palace, and Fu Huaichu had reluctantly returned to the Capital City a while ago.

Su Zhiruan figured it was time she also set out.

Three days later.

Su Zhiruan and her two children climbed into the carriage, followed by a long line of other carriages responsible for transporting various goods. There were also several maids and highly skilled guards from the escort agency, along with hired Jianghu experts.

They set out on their journey before long.

The Capital City was a five-day journey from there.

Travel was difficult in the winter and considering that Zhezhi and Zheye were still young, they often paused. On the eighth day, Su Zhiruan and her group finally arrived back in the Capital City.

The streets of the Capital City were bustling with traders, and small vendors lined the roads, unceasing even in winter. Various aromas wafted through the streets, filling them with a lively ambiance.

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