General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming

Su Xiaoxiao muttered, “Does being husband and wife in name count?”

Su Mo thought of the information his subordinate, who was disguised as a peddler, had found in the village. “Are you that Mr. Wei?”

When the peddler said that the Su family’s girl had recruited a live-in son-in-law with the surname Wei, he did not guess it was the Wei family’s youngest son.

!!

After all… the youngest son of the Wei family was cultivating as a monk in the capital. It was impossible for him to appear in Qingzhou…

Su Mo looked at Wei Ting in shock. “You’ve never been in the capital… How did you…”

He looked at Su Xiaoxiao. “What exactly happened?”

Su Xiaoxiao tapped her fingers together. “Well, he was injured. My father… tied him up and made him my live-in son-in-law!”

Su Mo was speechless.

At that time, the Su family did not know their background, so everything was a coincidence. However, this coincidence was too much. Of all people, Su Cheng caught the youngest son of the Wei family.

Do they know what relationship the Su and Qin families have with the Wei family?

It was not an exaggeration to say that the possibility of the Wei family marrying these two families was lower than Wei Ting over his military power.

Su Mo asked Su Xiaoxiao, “Do you not know his identity?”

“Yes… yes!” Su Xiaoxiao nodded.

Su Mo glanced at Wei Ting coldly and said solemnly to Su Xiaoxiao, “Alright, I’ll tell you clearly today. His name is Wei Ting, also known as Wei Xichao, and he’s the youngest grandson of the Wu An General Wei Wei. The Wei family is enemies with our Su family and the Qin family, so it’s best if you don’t have anything to do with him!”

Su Xiaoxiao was silent.

Su Mo had not interacted much with Su Xiaoxiao, but he could tell that this girl was not an ordinary person.

He wasn’t sure his words could sway her.

Or if the Qin and Su families were qualified to shake her.

Just as he thought that this girl would ignore the grudges of the previous generation, Su Xiaoxiao raised her head bit by bit, her eyes condensing with a huge sadness.

Her chubby hand hesitantly took out the handkerchief and flicked it in the air.

In an instant, she seemed to have become someone else. Her hand that was holding the handkerchief covered her heart, and her expression became extremely sorrowful.

She stared deeply at Wei Ting and was about to cry.

“The mountain has no ridges, and the world is united. I dare to fight you.”

“You’re like a rock, and I’m like a reed. The rock can’t be moved, and the reed is as tough as silk!”

Wei Ting said, “Speak human language.”

Su Xiaoxiao turned her face away and cried. “We’re not suitable. Let’s not meet in the future!”

Wei Ting said, “Return my sons to me.”

Su Xiaoxiao turned around in a second and smiled. “Hubby, let’s go home!”

Su Mo was speechless.

It was late at night.

In the carriage back, Su Xiaoxiao couldn’t help but feel sleepy.

Wei Ting sat beside her and raised his head. He gently held her small head and let her lean on his shoulder.

His gaze was as cold as ever.

He held her hand and placed it on his lap. His fingertips caressed the back of her hand, and there was gentleness between his eyebrows.

Su Mo looked away.

The carriage arrived at Pear Blossom Lane.

Su Ergou was dozing off in the central room, waiting for his sister. When he heard the commotion in the carriage, he instantly woke up.

“Sister!”

He ran out and pulled open the courtyard door.

Su Xiaoxiao opened her eyes slightly and got out of the carriage in a daze.

Su Ergou looked at Wei Ting, who got out of the car with Su Xiaoxiao, and his eyes lit up. “Brother-in-law?”

“Yes, why aren’t you asleep?” Wei Ting reached out and looked at Su Ergou, but his hand gently blocked the door frame.

Su Xiaoxiao’s forehead brushed the back of his hand.

Su Xiaoxiao entered the house.

Father Su was not asleep either. He was waiting for his daughter at home.

“Daughter, you’re back?”

“Yes, sleepy.”

Su Xiaoxiao opened the door and threw herself facedown on the bed.

Father Su went to the door.

“Eh? My son-in-law is back too. Why are you standing at the door? Aren’t you coming in?”

He looked at Su Mo, who had also gotten out of the carriage. “Ah, you… you’re that… Old Master Su’s son, right?”

“Uncle…” Su Mo opened his mouth and said warmly, “Uncle Su.”

Su Cheng looked at him and then at Wei Ting. “You know each other? Did you come together?”

...

The two of them did not answer for a moment.

This was not easy to answer.

It would be a lie to say that they didn’t know each other, but if they did, what if Su Cheng asked about their relationship, forcing them to divulge their age-old grudge?

Fortunately, Su Cheng was not really interested.

“Well, it’s getting late. I won’t make you stay. Hurry up and go back. Don’t let your family worry.”

Su Cheng said to Su Mo and pulled Wei Ting in.

“The steamed buns are hot in the pot…”

“Go and see Erhu later. He shouted until his teeth hurt this afternoon…”

“Ergou’s thing is broken again. It took me the entire night to repair…”

“Dad, go to sleep. I’ll do it.”

“Alright, I’ll go to sleep… I’m so sleepy… Remember to put out the fire on the stove. Otherwise, it’ll burn through the bottom of the pot…”

...

“Got it, Dad.”

“Ergou, why are you dawdling? Hurry up and go back to your room to sleep!” Su Cheng shouted.

“Oh,” Su Ergou replied to his father and said to the stunned Su Mo, “Young Master Su, I… will close the door first.”

Su Mo nodded.

Seeing the door close in front of him, the conversation with Wei Ting in the carriage flashed across his mind.

“Do you know who she is?”

“I do.”

“Then why did you…”

“I’m happy to.”

He had long known that the youngest son of the Wei family was unruly. All the etiquette rules were nonsense in his eyes.

He just did not expect him to have the same attitude toward even the hatred of the family…

“Wei Xichao, I hope you can really protect her well.”