Come on Daddy!

"We have these foods," Wilfred said with a smile. "Thank you for your kindness. But take it back to your mother, lest your mother should say you gave it to outsiders than gave her. Besides, your mother feeds the chicken, doesn't she? Does she know you brought it to my house?"

When he heard this, Dudley became flustered. "Wilfred," Dudley said, "My mother's things are mine, too. What's the difference?"

"But you can't keep it from your mother, can you? Take it back to your mother." Wilfred picked the chicken up. "Come on, I'll walk you to the door."

Dudley looked at Rose and wanted her to say something to keep him. Rose understood his mind, but she said, "Dudley, thank you, and good bye."

Rose smiled and waved to him.

At this time, Sky stood behind Rose, keeping close to her. He also smiled at Dudley and said, "Thank you and good bye."

Dudley was deeply jealous when he looked at Sky and Rose standing together.

"Mr. Wilfred, just stay home. Let Rose walk me home." Dudley had been "evicted" by them, so he had to leave, but he had something to say to Rose, and he made such an excuse.

"Well, I will send you back, then." Rose agreed to walk Dudley back. It was not a big deal.

But she pointed to the chicken in Grandpa's hand. "You'll have to take it yourself."

Grandfather held out the chicken to Dudley, who took it, and felt somewhat frustrated.

Dudley carried the chicken just as he had come, but not as happy as he had come.

a little worried and also followed Rose, but kept a few steps away from them. His eyes were on Rose, while staring at Dudley's every move, afraid

door and Dudley was standing outside.

her hand on

the door. "Rose, is he

did not answer. She did not because she didn't know

would feel that there

had just said she didn't need Sky's help, and now

she could only keep

more handsome and stronger than me. But look at him, he looks just like a boy. Can he do farm work? He can't help Mr.

you want to see, dispel your thoughts." Rose didn't want to reveal

It makes me distressed to think of you doing work. Why don't you divorce him? I'll marry you. I promise I will give you happiness. I won't let

face fell, "Dudley," she said,

have volunteered to help you with any work in the field. I treat you so well, can't you feel it? I really like you, and I don't mind if you've married and have a child. I just want to marry

what

her face away from

saw a strong man standing behind him not far away.

and his clear voice was heard, "You can pretend that he didn't say anything, and I can't pretend that I didn't hear

her pure pupils reflected the handsome face of

forcing herself not to contact or think about him. She thought