Dressed as a little fool: marry and have children

Chapter 416 Qin Jingru’s Persuasion (1)



Chapter 416 Qin Jingru’s Persuasion (1)

Qin Jingru walked in the night, tightly holding the vegetable basket filled with her mother's warmth in her hand. Although her steps looked tired, they were filled with a hint of expectation and satisfaction.

The breeze on the country road gently brushed the ends of her hair, bringing a hint of coolness, but it could not blow away the warmth in her heart. As the sky gradually darkened, the street lights lit up one after another, stretching her shadow long, as if telling the difficulty of the journey home.

When she finally stood at the threshold of the courtyard, night had completely fallen and all around was quiet, with only the occasional barking of dogs in the distance breaking the tranquility.

She looked up at her home. There was no light coming through the window lattices. She couldn't help but feel a little puzzled: Could it be that Xu Damao hasn't come back yet?

But then she noticed the familiar bicycle under the window, parked there quietly, the mud on the tires telling of its owner's return.

Qin Jingru gently pushed the door open, and the door hinge made a low creaking sound, which was particularly clear in the quiet night. She carefully placed the heavy basket of vegetables in the corner, fearing that it would disturb anything.

Then, she slowly walked into the house, flicked the switch with her finger, and a soft light instantly filled the room, dispelling all the darkness and coldness.

Under the light, Xu Damao's figure looked particularly lonely. He sat at the table, staring straight ahead, as if he was lost in deep thought, and was unaware of Qin Jingru's return.

Seeing this, Qin Jingru felt an inexplicable worry in her heart. She quickened her pace and walked to Xu Damao's side. She first patted his shoulder gently. Seeing that he didn't respond, she waved her hand gently in front of his eyes, with a bit of anxiety and concern in her tone:

"Da Mao, Damao, what's wrong with you?"

As she spoke, Qin Jingru frowned, her eyes full of concern and confusion. She noticed that Xu Damao's face was slightly pale, and his eyes were empty, which was completely different from his usual smiling and energetic self.

She couldn't help but reach out and gently touch his forehead, trying to feel if there was any unusual temperature, and asked gently: "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Or have you encountered any troubles? Tell me, okay?"

"Jingru, you're back." There was a barely perceptible tremor in Xu Damao's voice. In fact, he was awakened the moment the lights suddenly came on, but his body's reaction seemed to be half a beat slower than his thoughts. Before he could move, Qin Jingru's familiar and slightly anxious voice rang out.

He looked up and his eyes met Qin Jingru's concerned eyes. A warm feeling surged in his heart, but also mixed with a hint of indescribable bitterness.

"Da Mao, why don't you turn on the light? You're sitting here in a daze. I thought you weren't at home." Qin Jingru said as she quickly walked to Xu Damao and naturally took his hand. Although her hands were a little rough due to labor, they conveyed endless warmth and strength.

She looked down at Xu Damao's expression, trying to read something from his complicated expression.

Xu Damao looked at Qin Jingru, her clear eyes seemed to be able to see through the deepest secrets in his heart. He took a deep breath and forced a bitter smile, which was mixed with helplessness and uneasiness.

"I... Jingru, if I am no longer the director of the factory, will you still stay with me like you do now?" His voice was low and heavy, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the bottom of his heart with difficulty.

"What?" Qin Jingru heard this and her eyes widened, her face full of disbelief. She let go of Xu Damao's hand, gently placed her hands on his shoulders, and leaned forward slightly, as if to see his expression more clearly from a closer distance.

"Why is this happening? Damao, are you in trouble again? Tell me and we'll solve it together." Her tone was full of anxiety and worry, and her eyes revealed her deep love and trust for Xu Damao.

Xu Damao shook his head, a flash of resentment in his eyes, "I...all of this is He Yuzhu's fault. If he hadn't interfered, I wouldn't have ended up like this."

There was a hint of reluctance and helplessness in his words, as if all the grievances and anger had found an outlet at this moment.

Upon hearing this, Qin Jingru's brows were deeply twisted into a knot, her eyes were full of confusion and worry. She sighed softly, as if she felt powerless about this sudden change.

"This is how to do ah?"

She murmured to herself, with a hint of helplessness in her tone. Then, as if she had thought of something, she looked up at Xu Damao, with a hesitant but determined light in her eyes.

"How about we go and ask He Yuzhu for help? After all, you two had such a good relationship before, and you helped him so much in getting married."

Xu Damao's face changed slightly when he heard this. He was silent for a while, as if he was struggling fiercely in his heart. Finally, he slowly spoke, his voice full of unquestionable determination:

"You go if you want to go. I won't go. Begging him? What's the point? He's the kind of person who would be lucky enough not to kick us when we're down. How could he really help us?"

Qin Jingru's face darkened when she heard this, and disappointment and anger intertwined in her eyes. She looked at Xu Damao, and the eyes that were once full of tenderness and trust were now filled with confusion and blame.

"Why are you like this?" Her words were full of questioning, her voice trembling slightly, "Why are you targeting He Yuzhu and the He family? Wasn't everything fine before? We all see each other every day, why make things so awkward?"

When Xu Damao heard this, he suddenly became excited. He stood up abruptly, and the chair made a harsh sound as it rubbed against the ground.

He widened his eyes and clenched his fists, as if he wanted to concentrate all his anger and unwillingness into these fists.

"I'm targeting the He family?" He almost shouted, "It was the He family who bullied me first! Do you think I want this? They provoked me again and again, and embarrassed me again and again! I was just protecting myself!"


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