Father and Son Fighting

Su Xiaoxiao reached out and gestured for him to stop. "You don't have to interfere. I'll do this myself! A woman can't rely on a man!"

Heh, was she sure she didn't want to keep all the fun to herself?

Wei Ting casually took out a few banknotes. "Since women can't rely on men, the family expenses this time…"

Su Xiaoxiao took the banknote and said solemnly, "Look at you. You spend all the money you have. I have to save it for you!"

The two of them returned to Pear Blossom Lane first and gave the candied hawthorn to the three little ones.

"One for Dahu, one for Erhu, one for Xiaohu, one for Sihu, one for grandfather, and one for Uncle. Mother won't eat them."

Su Xiaoxiao was on a diet and never touched candied hawthorn.

"Where's mine?" Wei Ting asked.

"There's no more," Xiaohu said.

"Sihu won't eat it. Give it to me." Wei Ting already knew that Sihu was that foal.