Rebirth 78: Hunting for Treasure in the Mountains, Spoiling My Wife and Daughter to the Heavens

The next few days.

The whole family, like a madam, all huddled around the two children.

The police came by, asked a few simple questions, and then left.

However, Lu Jiacheng provided a very useful clue.

As he followed the trafficker, he noticed that the trafficker had two different skin colors on his arm.

This indicates that the human trafficker has a skin disease.

This is already one of the most important characteristics for finding people that we can learn.

Time flies, and after New Year's Day, the Little New Year is less than a month away.

He and Zhao Kaishan seemed to have reached a tacit understanding, and they had not contacted each other during this period of time.

Even Zhao Jiaying was confined to her home.

Many people who knew them thought they were just arguing.

This also applies to Zhao Kaishan's family.

Little did he know, these were the contents of the third letter Lu Weiguo had left for him.

As long as Qian Yunshan dies.

Zhao Kaishan then devoted himself to securing the position of the county's top official.

The two should not contact each other until they are firmly seated.

Zhao Kaishan didn't understand why.

"A hidden dragon should not be used," as the saying goes, and often all great things are ruined in the last few days.

There are some unclear things about Lu Weiguo, and if someone finds something to use against him...

Then all your efforts would have been in vain.

On the contrary, it would be the best choice for the two of them to act like enemies.

Time flies.

There's only one week left until the Little New Year.

This day was Lu Jiacheng's birthday, and also their wedding anniversary.

The older generation never lived like this.

Lu Weiguo, having traveled from the future, began preparations several days in advance.

His staying at home does not mean that Liu Dazhuang is also staying at home.

He secretly borrowed Huang He from Yuan Mengjie for a few days. With that kid handling things, Lu Weiguo felt very reassured.

It was still dark that day.

Lu Jiacheng then woke up.

She climbed from her mother's side into Lu Weiguo's arms, her hand sliding back and forth on Lu Weiguo's nose.

Seeing that Lu Weiguo did not move, he forcibly pulled him over and turned him over, which made Lu Jiacheng even more anxious.

She picked at the little bottom that she couldn't even wipe clean herself on weekdays, and then stuffed it into Lu Weiguo's mouth.

"Son, you little brat, you can't take a joke, can you?"

Lu Weiguo quickly dodged, grabbed Lu Jiacheng, and tickled his armpits.

After spending more than a month together.

He has a much closer relationship with his son, almost like brothers.

Indeed, the best way to get along with children is to spend time with them, but that requires a certain foundation.

"Dad, it's my birthday today. I've been counting down the days, and today is it."

Lu Weiguo controlled Lu Jiacheng's hand and forced it to touch the tip of his own nose.

Only then did he let Lu Jiacheng go, smiling as he said, "Dad knows we're going to the county town today, but it's not dawn yet, how about we sleep a little longer?"

"I can't sleep... I want to ride a pony."

Riding a pony is actually the same as riding a horse!

At this time, there are always horses with big red flowers in the park.

The park owns the horses; a ride costs only two cents, but the accompanying photo costs two dollars.

You've already ridden the horse, how could you not take pictures?

In this day and age, there are already many such complementary marketing strategies.

"You look like a little horse. Uncle Dazhuang goes there to feed the cows every day. Why don't you go ride one?"

Li Xiulian was groggily awakened and said with her eyes still closed.

For the past month, Lu Weiguo has been restless every night.

At first, Li Xiulian was alright and could handle it.

But we can't go on like this, without resting for even a single day!

This caused Li Xiulian a lot of trouble.

If I hadn't had to go out today, I would have spent another three hours getting ready last night.

It was only after her pleading that the meeting ended hastily after just one hour.

"I'm not like a pony~"

Upon hearing this, Lu Jiacheng felt a lump in his throat and was about to cry.

"Dad promised me, I want to play..."

"Have fun, have fun~~ Today is your birthday, and your mom is so happy! You have no idea how excited your mom and I were the day you were born."

So let's have some fun today, and let our whole family be happy together!

Upon hearing this, Lu Jiacheng shut his mouth.

Lu Weiguo should spoil the child more during this period.

The once sensible Lu Jiacheng has learned to "make a lot of noise but never actually do anything."

Li Xiulian always said that children shouldn't be spoiled like this.

However, Lu Weiguo felt that Lu Jiacheng was a little too sensible.

Children should have a lively nature.

The couple discussed this for a long time.

In the end, it was on the kang (a heated brick bed) at night that Lu Weiguo spent three hours fighting.

Only then did Xiulian, who couldn't stand up, finally beg for mercy.

That's why it's said that a man must prove himself at home; even when he's not earning money, he should still use his physical strength to conquer a woman.

"Just spoil him. He's happier celebrating his birthday than the Lunar New Year."

Seeing the father and son so close, Li Xiulian turned and hugged her precious daughter.

"Of course! During Chinese New Year, everyone celebrates together, but only birthdays are truly his. But our family is different; on our child's birthday, the mother celebrates too."

"Let's get through this together, let's get through this together!"

"Let's get through this together! Let's get through this together!"

Jia Huan was also awakened by the commotion. The two children stopped crying and just stared at Tian Peng, clapping their hands and trying to speak.

Seeing this, Lu Weiguo decided not to go to sleep.

I got up and quickly cooked some porridge.

Lu Jiacheng found the dark green padded jacket that he only wore during the New Year, which was made from Lu Weiguo's clothes.

Pair it with a pair of gray-black cotton shoes.

He grabbed a handful of face cream from Li Xiulian's face cream, looking quite professional.

Li Xiulian was heartbroken and jumped up and down.

Lu Jiahuan's attire was much simpler.

The little girl looks good no matter what she wears. With two little pigtails and a red hair flower, she looks just like a child straight out of a New Year's painting.

I've had breakfast.

Lu Weiguo and Li Xiulian each rode a bicycle, placing the child on the front crossbar.

Lu Jiahuan had a basket tied to his front, filled with cotton quilts, leaving only his head sticking out.

Lu Jiacheng, however, was unconcerned as the wind blew his face bright red.

Nevertheless, he was still very excited.

The north winds around the Lunar New Year are at their coldest.

However, once the sun comes out, it still feels warm and cozy.

Lu Jiahuan kept catching the snowflakes that were blown towards him with his mouth.

Lu Weiguo, worried that air would get into her mouth, secretly slipped a piece of rock candy into Lu Jia Huan's mouth.

Lu Jiacheng's mouth never stopped, even though this was the road he took back to his maternal grandmother's house.

I've been there many times already.

But today the road was exceptionally smooth, and the scenery was exceptionally beautiful.

Even the biting north wind seemed to be gently caressing him.

Looking at his wife and children, Lu Weiguo's lips unconsciously curved into a smile.

After more than an hour's drive through the mountains, the sun had already risen by the time we reached the county town.

It's still that familiar commercial street in the county town, but things are different from before.

Zhao Kaishan seemed to have heard some rustling sounds somewhere.

In addition, the Chinese New Year is approaching.

Along both sides of the street, there are more and more vendors making sugar figurines, selling pastries, and offering sweet soups.

It was as if this was tacitly approved; even the old man selling roasted sweet potatoes dared to shout out his wares.