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.

away from them. His eyes were on Rose, while staring at Dudley's every move, afraid that he would do

and Dudley was standing

Dudley." Rose put her hand on the door,

propped against the door. "Rose,

did not because she didn't know whether she should tell the truth or lie to

then Dudley would feel that there was

others. She had just said she didn't need

So, she could

the man is his grandson-in-law." Dudley did not get Rose's answer and said to himself, "Rose, I am not blaming you, but I know you want to marry a man who is 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. Wilfred at

you want to

beamed again and he lowered his voice a little. "Rose, I want to discuss something with you. Look at your delicate skin... 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 you

"Dudley," she

you with any work in the field.

snapped, then softened her tone, "The kindness you gave me isn't what I want. I'll take it as if you didn't

face away from

result, he saw a strong man standing behind him not

his clear voice was heard, "You can pretend that he didn't

her pure

was here to calm herself, forcing herself not to contact or think about him. She thought she had done