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Chapter 328: Fate
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Moreover, as the father of the child, he felt proud no matter how the result would turn out. Furthermore, Han Chi’s good results also gave his younger siblings a good start.
He wanted them to know that studying was useful.
Emperor Zhao Qian looked at Heng Yi for a long while before smiling.
Heng Yi didn’t want to stay with Emperor Zhao Qian. After he finished talking about the important matters, he stood up and left.
He left the inn and went straight home.
He had originally wanted to go with his comrades to work today, but there was an important matter at home, so he could only delay it.
When he arrived, Ah-Yao immediately wailed for him to carry him.
Heng Yi caught him and threw him around, making the child giggle. He hugged his father’s neck, kissed him hard, and laughed.
Heng Yi’s heart softened.
He also kissed him on the cheek.
“Where’s your mother?”
Ah-Yao tilted his head and thought for a moment, then pointed at the door.
“Wahhh, wahhh!” Then, he started to blabber to Heng Yi.
“Your mother went out?” Heng Yi asked.
Yao nodded.
He hugged him and kissed him again.
The child was smart, and the father was naturally happy.
Heng Yi carried him into the house and fed him a few mouthfuls of warm water, “Father will take you to ride a horse,”
“Wa!” Ah-Yao’s eyes instantly lit up.
He pointed at the door impatiently.
Heng Yi carried him to the horse-riding range.
No one was riding horses at this time. He asked someone to bring his horse out of the stable and carried the baby up the horse. He let him ride seriously and let the horse walk slowly.
Just this alone made Ah-Yao dance with excitement.
He loved riding horses.
It was much more fun than riding a wooden horse in the house.
Looking at the carefree and happy child, Heng Yi also smiled.
The father and son played for a while, and Ah-Yao suddenly screamed.
Heng Yi guessed that he was going to pee.
He carried him off the horse and let the child peed on the side. However, once he was done with his business, the baby wanted to ride the horse again.
“Let’s go back first. Your mother might be back.”
Yao nodded.
Heng Yi carried him back to the main courtyard, and just in time to see Han Qiao returning from outside.
Ah-Yao immediately shouted and reached out to Han Qiao.
He wanted a hug.
Han Qiao took him over.
This little fellow was getting heavier and heavier.
“You’ve gotten heavier again, baby.”
Ah-Yao didn’t care. He hugged his mother and sloppily kissed her non-stop, covering her face with drool.
“How many times has Ah-Yao drunk warm water today?” Han Qiao asked.
“Three times.”
Han Qiao wanted Ah-Yao to drink warm water. She didn’t care how much he drank, but he had to stay hydrated.
Therefore, this child’s stool would remain smooth and would not hurt or irritate the child.
Han Qiao hugged her son and turned to Heng Yi, “The betrothal ceremony is next month, and the wedding will be the month after that.”
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Heng Yi frowned, “So urgent?”
“Yes, so 1’11 be very busy from now on. Who do you want to invite from Puyi County? Should we invite your family?”
“It doesn’t make sense if you don’t invite them. But…”
It would be annoying when they came.
After Han Qiao finished speaking, she was silent for a moment before saying, “It’s better to invite them. Send the invitation over. Whether they come or not depends on fate. If they come, we’ll entertain them well and give them some food, drink, clothes, and necessities before they return. We don’t lack this money.”
As long as the Heng family didn’t cause trouble, they wouldn’t be hated.
She could endure it.
As for the Han family, she sent a message to her three brothers. As for whether Father Han and Mother Han would come or not, she didn’t care at all.
The uncles were the same. She sent the invitation to them. It was up to them whether they came or not, and it was up to them how many people came.
She didn’t care.
She had already done what she needed to do. Be it love or kindness, she had done enough.
“You can make the arrangements,” Heng Yi said as he carried his son over.
He didn’t want to tire Han Qiao out..
