In the white radish section of the vegetable greenhouse, several people were wearing disposable work clothes and disposable work shoes.
Qin Feiyue did not regret coming with his brother to pick radishes. When he lived in the mountains, it was normal for water and electricity to be cut off occasionally. When he lacked inspiration or was bored, he also planted a lot of things in the vegetable garden in front of the courtyard in the mountain village.
Luo Beishi to the side, was quite surprised by Qin Feiyue's skill. He felt a little defeated for not managing to prank anyone. However, seeing that Qin Feiyue was in good spirits, he looked away and carefully used his gloved hands to pull up radishes and put them in the basket beside him.
Compared to the other two, Huo Cixiao was significantly slower. He thought farm work wouldn't be too difficult... but in fact, Huo Cixiao noticed traces of ants or insects appearing in the soil from time to time, and he had to grit his teeth to pull out a few.
Look behind Qin Feiyue, there's already a whole basket full!
Sure enough, he shouldn't have let this person come along! Not only did he distract his wife, but he also outdid him at farm work!
Luo Beishi noticed a sudden chill spreading through the air to his left. Turning around, he realized that the boss had only pulled five radishes, and the way he was frowning was just too cute!
But even through the air, he could sense the boss's aggrieved expression. Luo Beishi suddenly felt both amused and sorry for him. He gently coaxed, "Honey, it's already pretty good. We're here to experience it, not to pick a lot. How about this, we'll use the radishes you picked to make radish and pork lung soup for lunch, okay?"
Hearing Luo Beishi say this, his previously dejected fighting spirit was rekindled. Pig lung soup doesn't require much radish, so he looked at Luo Beishi seriously and said in a low, gentle voice, "Then we can make other dishes for our wife."
Qin Feiyue: "..." Damn it, I didn't expect that Huo Cixiao is not only handsome and rich, but also very good at coaxing his younger brother.
After Huo Cixiao finished speaking, he slightly raised his chin, glanced at Qin Feiyue with an extremely arrogant and provocative look, as if to say, "I won."
Qin Feiyue gripped the white radish in his hand, thinking that Huo Cixiao was really smug and deserved a beating, but for his younger brother's sake, he could still put up with it for now.
Luo Beishi, unaware of their subtle glances, was currently hanging his head, trying to pluck as much as possible. He replied to Huo Cixiao, "Then we'll make braised beef brisket with radish, stir-fried beef with radish, radish and mutton soup... there's quite a lot, and we can also make pickled radishes."
Luo Beishi hadn't eaten this dish many times before at the Luo Family; he only got to eat it at banquets that required his attendance.
Before Grandpa Luo passed away, he lived a retirement life in the suburbs of a county town in southern China.
One year, when he was about eight or nine years old, he was sent there to be cared for by Grandpa Luo for a period of time, so he had some knowledge of planting.
He also enjoys growing things, but he's too lazy to grow them himself; he likes the feeling of getting something for nothing.
Huo Cixiao: "Okay."
Qin Feiyue didn't dare to speak, and could only try to behave silently in order to have lunch with his younger brother.
In the end, Luo Beishi still invited Qin Feiyue, the "Radish-Pulling General," to stay for dinner. He ordered a servant to pack five large radishes for Qin Feiyue and told him very seriously, "If you give them to someone else, you're as good as dead."
His younger brother gave it to him, and he wouldn't even eat it himself, so how could he share it with others? He nodded repeatedly and promised, "Don't worry, little brother, I'll take it back to my apartment and take good care of it!"
Seeing that Qin Feiyue was alright, Luo Beishi let him go back.
On the other side, Qin Feiyue got into the car, carefully placed the bag of radishes on the passenger seat, fastened their seatbelts, and then drove back to his apartment.
Qin Lei waited at home for a long time, but Qin Feiyue still hadn't returned, so he got anxious and called him.
Qin Feiyue hung up on both the first and second calls.
His expression grew increasingly grim. Had Luo Beishi said something to his second son?
He then used the maid's phone to call Qin Feiyue.
The call connected unexpectedly. "Who is this?"
Qin Lei, suppressing a surge of inexplicable anger, retorted, "You've gotten quite the temper! Where are you right now?"
Qin Feiyue said in a low, cold voice, " Qin Lei, stop pretending. I agreed to go see Beishi not because of you, but because I wanted to go myself! Yesterday, I knew nothing, so I could still tolerate you."
But looking back on the years I was away, ask yourself honestly, did you have the right to make demands of him?
Don't think I don't know what's happened these past few years. Last night, I asked every single servant who had worked for the Qin Family. I made a series of phone calls to them in the middle of the night to ask them!
Qin Feiyue's suppressed anger seemed about to erupt over the phone. Qin Lei, on the other end, looked grim, gripping his phone and forcing himself to listen to Qin Feiyue's venting.
Qin Feiyue gripped the McLaren's steering wheel, saw the green light, restarted the vehicle to merge into traffic, then suddenly chuckled, before continuing in a deep voice, "I've come to a conclusion, and I also have a new understanding of you."
Now I'll just talk about you, Qin Lei.
You tend to remain indifferent and aloof, only showing favor to those who become capable.
Don't you think you're disgusting? You used to stand by and watch, but now don't try to play the good guy and salvage a family relationship that's beyond repair. You don't deserve it.
Stop deceiving yourself, thinking you're so noble now? Do you think you can absolve yourself by publicly revealing your Luo Beishi? Are you any different from Qu Wanying?
The year my younger brother stayed at the Qin Family's house, he was locked out overnight on a cold winter night! He caught a fever the next day! What did you say the next morning? You said he deserved to stay out past curfew.
You don't even know what he did? He went to work part-time! He didn't have money for school!
And do you even know this? It's because of the card I gave him that Luo Bai took it and spent it! That's why he has to take a part-time job!
That disgusting bug Luo Bai, even claimed he took the wrong one!
That morning, if Mama Wu hadn't seen him delirious with fever and given him some cold and fever-reducing medicine, he probably would have died from the heat!
If he dies, you will be the murderers! I will lose control and kill you Tongtong...
There's more, do you want to keep listening? I'll help you see yourself clearly, Qin Lei."
Qin Lei was so embarrassed after being exposed that his blood pressure spiked, and he immediately hung up Qin Feiyue's call because he felt so uncomfortable.
He was breathing heavily when he took out his blood pressure medication from the drawer, swallowed it, and quickly drank two sips of water.
What has he done all these years... what has he done...? This isn't how it is. This isn't the kind of father he is. Was his parenting philosophy wrong? Impossible! Didn't he also not give Luo Beishi any money? He clearly asked Qu Wanying to arrange it...
After Qin Lei hung up the phone.
Qin Feiyue's heart ached as if ants were gnawing at it. It was all his fault; if he had taken his younger brother away with him, none of this would have happened...