After asking the question, Xu Qiguang immediately shook his head. With Xu Chunxi planning to stay in the east room for a few days, he hadn't really wanted to bring up these issues.
Especially when the conversation drifted to her father. But his wife was in high spirits and kept pressing him, and he couldn't just ignore her. If he were to give a half-hearted answer, it would be a great disservice to this silly woman who was so devoted to him.
"What other reason could there be?" Bai Xiulan glanced at the son and daughter sleeping soundly beside her, her gaze lingering on her son's small face. "It's not like other girls didn't have their eyes on you."
'What's she talking about?'
"There was this one silly girl. Every year, in the dead of winter, she'd secretly wait at the crossroads. The moment she saw me coming back, she'd pull out a still-warm egg, shivering, and insist on stuffing it into my hands."
Bai Xiulan's face instantly turned beet red.
