The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 124

Chapter 124: 100 Fighting for Favor (first update)

What’s wrong, don’t chickens usually cluck? Why do these chickens chirp instead?

The saddest thing in the world is when even chickens have learned bird language, while he hasn’t mastered the Turkic language…

Yao Family noticed that her daughter’s dwelling had been renovated, with new tiles on the roof, and the backyard had been confined and expanded with two more rooms.

“Jiaojiao.” Yao Family looked at her daughter who was pouring water into the pot, “Can I…live here for a few days?”

Gu Jiao placed the bucket aside after filling the water and looked at Yao Family with a touch of bafflement.

“I can help with the chores!” Yao Family quickly proposed.

Although Yao Family grew up in a wealthy family, her family fell down when she was young, so she did not cultivate a spoiled personality.

Of course, it’s a bit far-fetched to say that she could do farm work in the countryside, but if her daughter could bear such hardship, why couldn’t she as a mother?

“There’s no need, I can do it myself.” Gu Jiao rejected.

A hint of disappointment flashed across Yao Family’s eyes. She understood that her daughter was not rejecting the work but herself.

“Then… I can cook! I’m a good cook! Didn’t you praise my dim sum last time? I can cook for you every day!”

“No need.” Gu Jiao replied.

“What about laundry! Look at the whole family, how can you manage all this by yourself?”

Gu Jiao paused for a moment, lifting her gaze to Yao Family.

She did not speak, just looking at her steadily.

Yao Family suddenly understood.

It’s not that her daughter didn’t need her to do the work, she just didn’t need her to stay here.

She had suspected this outcome, but she was still holding onto hope, it was her who was anxious after all.

Yao Family suppressed the bitterness in her heart and chuckled nonchalantly, “I’ll leave Yanyan in your care then. It’s getting late, you go back to your work, I’ll head back too.”

Having said that, she turned around with a smile.

Her expression and tone were impeccable, but the trembling of her body that she couldn’t control betrayed her sadness.

Gu Jiao watched her retreating figure and spoke, “It’s not your fault.”

Yao Family paused in her steps.

Gu Jiao hesitated for a moment. She wasn’t very good at expressing her emotions: “It’s mine.”

She said so, not knowing whether Yao Family could understand.

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