After being divorced for three years, the bad husband brought his son to ask for forgiveness

Chapter 37: What kind of loving father is he?
Yan Chaonian glanced at Jiang Wencheng with a sneer on his face, "When was your little son born? When were you conceived? Who can't stand the loneliness?"

"When your scandal with that wild woman became known to everyone in the city, did you ever think about the fact that you still had a son?"

"What kind of loving father are you now?"

"I have nothing to do with you. Marriage is irrelevant. What qualifications do you have to stand in front of me and say these words?"

After saying that, he snorted coldly, went into the room and closed the door. Jiang Chongyuan stared at his father blankly, his heart in a mess. He went back to his bedroom without saying a word, leaving Jiang Wencheng standing at Yan Chaonian's door with his fists clenched.

"Master, those people are too tight-lipped and don't want to say a word. The people from the escort agency are also tight-lipped and say they don't know him, but they are obviously familiar with him."

Cui Yong spent a long time asking for information downstairs, but he didn't get anything useful. Jiang Wencheng began to doubt his ability. "There's nothing to find out in Chengdu, so what's the use of you?"

Cui Yong's mouth was full of bitterness, not daring to say a word. Jiang Wencheng narrowed his eyes slightly. Yan's remarriage really caught him off guard. He was afraid that Yan would marry too well, and also afraid that Yan would marry too badly.

If he marries too well, he will definitely have a powerful enemy, and he will look like a joke.

If she marries a bad woman, it would be a loss of face for him, after all, there is Jiang Chongyuan between them.

It would be great if the evil child born to Yan and her could disappear.

The next morning, the convoy set off. Xiao Xun'er, still excited, lay on the window of the carriage and looked at the guards on horseback outside. He stretched out his hand to them from time to time, and his purpose was quite obvious.

"Stop joking, let's hurry up."

Yan Chaonian held his waist, fearing that he would fall out of the car window.

The kid twisted his body and refused to be held by her. Yan Chaonian had no choice but to give him the cloth tiger that Shuiyun had sewn for him to play with. "He's so active. I don't know who he takes after."

"Follow the general."

Shuiyun said that little boys are all noisy when they are young, "but our little boy is the one with such good energy and such a big appetite. He must be like the general. The general doesn't sleep for two or three days when he is busy, and eats two large bowls when he is tired. The little boy is becoming more and more like the general."

Yan Chaonian pinched the kid's nose and said, "It's only because our family is well off, otherwise how could we afford to support you."

When he is only one and a half years old, he can eat a bowl of rice, two chicken legs and a bowl of chicken soup at one meal. When he grows up a little, the family will prepare a big bowl for him.

"Hahahaha~~~"

The little kid found a new game, and he and Shuiyunwanbu Tiger were extremely happy, and their laughter was full of energy.

The laughter spread out of the carriage and reached the carriage of Jiang Wencheng and his son in the back. Hearing the cheerful laughter, both the father and son frowned. Jiang Chongyuan instinctively disliked the child, and Jiang Wencheng felt it was torture.

At noon, the convoy stopped to rest by a shady stream. The escort agency didn't have to take care of everyone's food and drink. They built a stove and set up a pot to boil water and eat bread. Yan Chaonian's guards also set up two pots and started to boil water. They brought everything they needed, even a small basket of eggs and vegetables. After eating, they just replenished along the way, which was quite convenient.

"Madam said that everyone will have noodles for lunch today."

Cut the pork belly into small pieces and fry it together with lard and ginger slices, then store it in a clay pot. After solidifying, it can be preserved for a very long time. At this time, you only need to take out a can, scoop out a few large spoonfuls, put it in a pan and fry it, add water and boil it, when it is almost cooked, add seasonings, and finally put in the prepared vegetables and sprinkle with chopped green onions.

Noodles were cooked in another pot. After the noodles were cooked, they were poured with the boiled broth, which was very fragrant. Each person was also given two pieces of pork belly, each two fingers wide. Everyone who was traveling with them was very happy.

Aunt Wu also put a large spoonful of jar meat into the escort's pot and told them, "Add some salt. We have some green vegetables here. Wash them and put them in the pot to cook together. Eat them with your cakes. It will be more energetic."

"Thank you Aunt Wu, we are really grateful to you." "It's not worth it to take care of each other, go wash the vegetables."

The people from the escort agency happily went to carry the dishes. Having broth was certainly better than drinking plain water, as their cakes were very hard.

"Ma'am, the noodles are ready."

Shuiyun brought two bowls of noodles and placed them on the small table. The legs of the table were separate from the tabletop and could be folded up, making it very convenient for takeout. Four small stools were also brought. Xiaoxun'er's eyes lit up when he saw the noodles coming. He grabbed the chopsticks and was about to eat them himself. Yan Chaonian took the bowl and said, "Don't grab it. It's soup."

He picked up a few noodles, wrapped them around twice, blew on them after wrapping them, and when he brought them to Xiao Xun'er's mouth, he bit the noodles with a "ah-wu" sound and sucked them in. Maybe because they tasted good, his eyes sparkled as he ate.

"Ah~~~"

"Ah woo~"

He ate with relish, and with a smile on his face, he grabbed Yan Chaonian's hand holding the noodles, "Ah~"

Yan Chaonian found it interesting and cut the meat in the bowl into small pieces and fed them to him, "See if this piece of meat tastes good?"

"Great, give me another piece."

“Ah~~Hahaha~~~”

From a distance, Jiang Chongyuan looked at the kid who was sitting there eating noodles obediently with a bad temper, his displeasure was not concealed at all, "You eat like a pig, you are so ugly."

That's his mother, why should this ugly thing do that?

He felt aggrieved at the moment. Last night they had eaten unpalatable vegetables and no chicken soup, and his mother didn't even look at it.

Today they ate disgusting snacks and drank hot water begged from the escort agency. Can’t their mother see that?
Didn't his mother love him the most? She even risked being punished by his grandmother to provide him with food and clothes. Now that she had a new son, did she not want him anymore?

Why did he think that the noodles would be delicious?

Xiao Xun'er finished his noodles and drank the noodle soup, then went to play by himself. After eating, Yan Chaonian took out her sewing basket from the cart. She was still two stitches short of the small jacket she had made for her son. The weather was getting warmer, and Xiao Xun'er was very active, so she had to take off one of his clothes and put on a jacket.

After the meal, the escorts and guards took turns taking a nap, and she took the opportunity to finish the few injections she had missed.

She was very skillful, and finished the gown in half an incense stick of time. She waved to Xiaoxun'er who was squatting on the ground playing weeding, "Your new clothes are ready, shall we change into them?"

"it is good."

"Then let Aunt Shuiyun take you to wash your hands, otherwise your new clothes will get dirty."

Jiang Chongyuan, who had been peeping secretly, looked down at his clothes. Ever since he was robbed, he only had two sets of clothes to change into, and the one he was wearing had already become dirty and looked ugly.

Yan Chaonian raised her eyes and looked towards the Jiang family's carriage. There was a pair of eyes looking at her from that direction.

She accepted walking with the father and son, but she didn't want to have any more contact with them.

Jiang Chongyuan withdrew his gaze, feeling a little expectant. If she noticed that he was looking at her, would she come over?
Will she ask him if he’s eating well or bring him new clothes?

Until the annoying laughter reached his ears again, he looked again and saw that the ugly guy had changed into new clothes, and his mother was wiping his sweat carefully and tenderly. He couldn't hear what they said, but their smiles were so dazzling.